Chapter 115 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 she later changed the topic back to Medog, she didn’t know much about it because there were not many people going there because there was no road.The passage is a matter of recent years, and the female conductor has not had time to go there, and it is very difficult to go 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" once published the news that "the last road-free Medog County in my country is open to traffic", and the people of all ethnic groups welcomed the first car entering Medog with singing and dancing.However, in fact, due to the harsh geological environment and heavy rain, many large-scale landslides occurred soon after the road was completed, and some roadbeds disappeared under the ravages of floods in the rainy season. pass a 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 turned out that there were already cars entering Medog in the last century, but they never drove out again.Medog has a mountain closure period of up to 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 snow really blocks the mountains, I will have to wait until next year to come out.

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.In this era, Jiefang shoes may only be worn by soldiers. Seeing the conductor wearing a uniform and shiny black leather shoes, why did he give me a pair of Jiefang shoes?The conductor saw my hesitant expression, so he stuffed the shoes over and said, "You will definitely need them when you go to Medog. Take them. 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?I couldn't laugh or cry while holding the shoes, and walked back to my seat. Anyway, going to Medog is indispensable to run around, and an extra pair of shoes is also a good thing. After returning to the seat, I secretly looked in the direction of Lin Yue, she was still in the original seat, her eyes were half closed, she might be 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.After arriving in Lhasa, the sky and the earth are big, who knows where Lin Yue will go, how can I follow her?After thinking about it, the train had already entered the station. I immediately stood up and walked to the door quickly, ready to get off at any time.How could I know that when I walked to the door, there was already a long queue, bustling with people, probably only at this time we Chinese will realize that we are the descendants of the dragon.My altitude sickness has not subsided yet, and I think I can't grab a seat and 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.Tibetan monks are called lamas by everyone. In fact, this kind of statement is wrong. When I was in college, I said in the subject of Chinese Buddhist history that only eminent monks can be called lamas, that is, masters. mean.But everyone is used to calling it this way, so it’s okay to call it a lama, just like it’s wrong to call sugar 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 quickly said no, I had 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.I didn't know that 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. "Master is just saying thank you and blessing you, not asking for money, you misunderstood." The young lama spoke, and I knew he could speak Chinese.

"I thought you guys wanted to ask for alms, sorry." I said as I took the money back, thinking that I could save another ten yuan.However, I thought about it again, and didn’t do anything. The old lama thanked me for something, so I asked again: “Why did your master thank me? Could it be that you want to drag me to become a monk? "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.The car stopped suddenly, and the three of us were talking, so when we were unprepared, we almost fell when we leaned over.Although the person did not fall, 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.As soon as the package fell to the ground, it fell apart, and the contents inside were also scattered on the ground.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 small number of people in the car suddenly increased, and the queue was completely out of order. Everyone pushed one by one, and my hand was trampled convulsively before it even 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 on, 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 thicker skin, I would have taken the scriptures away long ago.Some people in the crowd were carrying many large and small bags. Just as I was about to get up to catch my breath, I was bumped firmly by a person carrying several large bags.Before my waist straightened up, I immediately squatted on the ground again. Because of the severe altitude sickness, the sharp corner of the man's bag hit my temple just now, and I felt that my body was light and light, as if I was going to fly.The crowd hadn't disappeared yet, and I was pushed one by one by them, and I moved a long distance in a short while.

I was worried that the lama thought I was a thief because I wanted to steal the sheep, so he was eager to squeeze back.However, the more I tried to push through, the more I was pushed elsewhere. The old lama looked anxious. Could it be that he really thought I was a thief and wanted to set them up.I just wanted to yell loudly, telling them not to worry, and I will return the things later, but I felt that something seemed to be stepped on my feet, which was as hard as 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 might belong to the old lama, no wonder he has been looking at it anxiously, because 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.Just now when the package fell to the ground, the things scattered. This stone is oval, so it would naturally roll to a far place. If it hadn't been pushed aside by the crowd, it would have been really hard to find this thing.

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 stone is a natural ellipse, and there are no traces of artificial polishing or processing, and there are some vermilion 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.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 thought it was really funny, the old lama knew that I couldn't understand, and he couldn't understand me, so why did he insist 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. There were quite a lot of things in the package. It was really inconvenient to carry without something wrapped in it, and it would be bad if there were gangsters eyeing them.At this time, the conductor just passed by, and I asked them if they could give us something to wrap our things.The conductor was very enthusiastic, and took me to their studio, saying that there were no cloths, but a lot of newspapers, and I could just take it if I could. The newspapers on the train are really a microcosm of an era, and there are still newspapers from decades ago.I was very interested in old things, so I took some new newspapers and an old newspaper, 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 up, and the old newspapers were simply abnormal, and I might tear them before I wrapped them. Two lamas were waiting for me under the car. I wrapped up the newspapers for them, and the young lama thanked me again.At this time, I handed them the stone and asked, "What is that stone, I have never seen it before." "It's Master's Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead." The young lama replied for his master.