Chapter 126 Chapter 3 Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead

I was worried that if I asked too much detail and too often, the conductor would think I was a bad person, so I changed the topic elsewhere.The female train conductor kept chatting with me. Although the topic changed back to Medog later, she didn't know much about it because there were no roads and not many people went there.The passage is something that happened in recent years, not many female train conductors have no time to go there, and it is very dangerous there, so she has no passion to go to Medog. The female conductor is very chatty, and when it comes to the opening of Medog, she can talk endlessly.It turned out that in February 1994, the "People's Daily" published the news "The last Medog County that is not open to traffic in my country is open to traffic", and the people of all ethnic groups welcomed the first car entering Medog with songs and dances. However, in fact, due to the harsh geological environment and heavy rain, large-scale landslides occurred shortly after the road was completed, and some roadbeds disappeared under the ravages of floods in the rainy season. car.This may be a newly built road with the shortest opening time and the smallest traffic volume in the world, and the big Jiefang truck that once wore red and hung colors and entered Medog like a hero failed to drive out in the end.Hearing the female conductor talk about this matter, I hesitated again. It turns out that there have been cars entering Medog in the last century, but they have never been driven out again.Medog is closed for 8 months throughout the year, and the local people live a primitive life almost isolated from the outside world, so it is called the "isolated island" of the plateau.What if I really can't get out, what should I do? Even if I don't need a car, I can walk tens of thousands of miles.But if the mountains are really covered by heavy snow, I will have to wait until next year to start the "Long March" step by step. Maybe Xinhong won't know me by then. No wonder Lin Yue and the others haven't been able to do it.

While chatting, I fell asleep unknowingly, maybe because of the effect of the medicine, this sleep was very sweet. the next day.When I woke up, the sun was already high. I thanked the conductor and was about to return to my seat, but the conductor stopped me when I was leaving.He asked the model number of my shoes, and then took out a pair of Jiefang shoes from a bag and handed them to me.This year, some soldiers may wear Jiefang shoes. Seeing that the train conductor is wearing a uniform, and the shoes are also black and shiny leather shoes, why did he give me a pair of Jiefang shoes?The conductor saw my hesitant expression, so he stuffed the shoes over.Said: "You will definitely need it when you go to Medog. Take it, since you don't understand anything, you must not have brought these things with you."

"Oh." In a daze, I only said one word before turning around and leaving.On the way, I took a look at the Jiefang shoes, but found that the model of the Jiefang shoes was one size larger than the shoes I was wearing.When the conductor asked me just now, I was right. Why did he give me a pair of shoes that were one size bigger? Could it be because of his ears?Dumbfoundingly, I walked back to my seat while holding the shoes.Anyway, going to Medog is indispensable to running around, and it is also a good thing to have an extra pair of shoes. After returning to my seat, I secretly looked in the direction where Lin Yue was.Lin Yue was still in her original seat.It's just that her eyes are half closed, maybe sleepy.The train is almost arriving in Lhasa, and I have no desire to sleep at this time, I just hope to arrive at the station quickly and take a hot bath.But after arriving in Lhasa, the sky and the earth are big, who knows where Lin Yue will go, how should I follow her?After thinking about it, the train has already entered the station.I stood up immediately and walked quickly to the door, ready to get out of the car at any time.How did I know that when I walked to the door, there was already a long queue.Bustling and bustling, it is probably only at this time that we Chinese will realize that we are the descendants of the dragon.My altitude sickness has not subsided yet.I thought I couldn't grab the position and couldn't squeeze them, so I honestly ranked last.Lin Yue didn't follow, maybe she was still in her place, I always felt that she was pretentious, she definitely didn't bother to compete with us for the position.

There were two Tibetan Buddhist monks in front of them. They were originally leaning against the door of the car, but the turbulent crowd kept pushing forward, and a series of queue jumps made them reach the end of the long queue in an instant.Everyone in Tibet calls them lamas. In fact, this statement is wrong. I said this in the history of Chinese Buddhism when I was in college. Only eminent monks can be called lamas, that is, masters. the meaning of.But everyone is used to calling it this way, so it’s okay to be called a lama, just like sugar is wrong to be called a carbohydrate, if you get used to it, it will become popular.Two lamas, one old and one young, actually stepped out of the way when they were pushed in front of me, which meant that I should walk in front of them.Because I didn't expect them to act like this, I was stunned for a while, and then I quickly said no, I have to follow the rules, they were already in front of me.

The old lama couldn't speak Chinese, he just put his hands together and said a lot of incomprehensible words, which made me dizzy.I thought to myself, monks often go around for alms, maybe they are asking me for money.Thinking of this, I took ten yuan out of my pocket and prepared to give it to them.Unexpectedly, as soon as I took it out, the old lama pushed the money back. I thought he thought it was too little. This time I didn't bring much money, not even a card, and I didn't have any more. "No, the master just said thank you and bless you, not asking for money, you misunderstood." The young lama spoke, and I knew he could speak Chinese.He is also true, since he can speak Chinese, he should speak out early.

"I thought you guys wanted to ask for alms. I'm sorry." I said as I took the money back, thinking that I could save another ten yuan.However, I thought about it again, why didn't I do anything, the old lama thanked me for something, so I asked again: "Why is your master thanking me? Could it be that he wants to drag me to become a monk? I'm a dirty mind." "You didn't squeeze to the front and didn't jump in line just now, so the master thinks you are a good person." The young lama explained. The old lama is getting old, his skin is dark and yellow. It can be seen that he is a weather-beaten person who has traveled the world. Although the young lama is fair and tender, his brows are also calm and calm. They all have an extraordinary temperament.It's just that I didn't expect that the old lama would praise me for something that should have been done. I really feel ashamed.Is it possible that I really have a predestined relationship with Buddha, and I will definitely become a monk or lama in the future, or a Taoist priest?The car stopped suddenly, and the three of us were talking.So when I was unprepared, I almost fell to the ground as soon as my body tilted.The person did not fall, but the package that the old lama was carrying on his shoulder fell to the ground.The package is folded in an ancient way. Seeing these primitive and simple things, I always feel very kind.The package fell apart as soon as it fell on the floor.The contents inside were also scattered all over the place.These things are very old scriptures, as well as some Tibetan magical instruments. I squatted down to pick up these things after I saw them fall.

As soon as the car stopped, the number of people in the car suddenly increased.And the long dragon was completely out of order, everyone pushed one by one, and my hand was trampled convulsively by them before it touched the ground.Those few ancient scriptures were rarely preserved so well by the old lama. If they were trampled and destroyed by the crowd, it would be a waste of money. Due to the inertia of my profession, I squatted in the crowd and endured the pain of being trampled and picked up the ancient scriptures in my hand.The old lama and the young lama were rushed to the other side by the crowd. If I had a darker heart and a thicker skin, I would have taken the scriptures away long ago, although it is not worth a lot of money.Someone in the crowd was carrying a lot of bags, and I just got up to catch my breath.Unexpectedly, I was hit by a person who was covered by these big bags with a bag.Before my waist straightened up, I immediately squatted on the ground again. Because of severe altitude sickness, I was hit by the sharp corner of that person's bag just now on my temple.Feeling light in the body.It seems to be flying.The crowd has not disappeared yet, I was pushed by them one by one, and moved a long distance in a short while.

I was worried that the lama would think that I was a thief by stealing the sheep, so he was anxious to come back.However, the more I tried to squeeze past, the more I was pushed elsewhere. The old lama looked at me anxiously. Could it be that he thought I was a thief as soon as he thanked me and wanted to set them up.Just wanted to shout out loud.Tell them not to worry, I will return the things later, but I feel like I stepped on something on my feet, hard, like a stone.As soon as I lifted my foot, I saw a colorful oval stone, which looked like an agate.I thought to myself, this thing may belong to the old lama, no wonder he has been looking at this anxiously, he was worried about this stone, it seems that lamas are hard to get rid of the secular world, and they are also very fond of money.I remember just now when the package fell to the ground, the things scattered. This stone is oval, so it would naturally roll to a far away place. If it hadn't been pushed aside by the crowd, it would be really hard to find this thing.Fortunately, this stone is very strong, and it was not damaged by me. It seems that this stone has some value. If it is crushed, what should I do if the old lama wants me to pay for it? Now I can't give much money.

I was worried about being pushed by the crowd again, so I quickly picked up the stone and held it tightly in my hand.This is a natural oval head, without traces of polishing or processing, and there are some scarlet spots on the stone.It took a while for the crowd to dissipate, but when the crowd dissipated, I couldn't find the cloth to wrap these things.What kind of world is this, even a piece of old cloth used by an old lama has to be "pulled", these people's hearts are really dark.I took the things and handed them over to the two lamas, and the old lama said a lot of things I couldn't understand as usual.I think it's really funny, the old lama knows that I can't understand, and he can't hear me, why he insists on talking for a long time.Although I thought it was funny, I still held it in my heart and didn't laugh out loud.

The old lama talked for a long time before he stopped, but there were a lot of things in the package, it was really inconvenient to carry without something wrapped, and the money was not exposed when going out, it would be bad if some gangsters targeted them.At this time, the conductor just passed by, so I asked them if they could write something for us to wrap things up. The conductor was very enthusiastic and took me to their studio, saying that there were many newspapers without any cloth, if possible If so, I'll just take it.The newspapers on the train are really a microcosm of an era, and there are still newspapers from decades ago.I was always interested in old things, so I took a few new newspapers and an old newspaper, then thanked the conductor and left.Originally, I wanted to take a few more old newspapers, but I was worried that the conductor would not give them up, and the old newspapers were simply abnormal, and they might be torn before they were wrapped.

Two lamas were waiting for me under the car. After I took the newspaper, I wrapped things for them. The young lama thanked me again. At this time, I handed them the stone and asked, "What is that stone? It seems that I have never seen it." "It's Master's Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead." The young lama replied for his master.