Chapter 667

The empty temple fell with Xu Si's words?

The old lama on the opposite side stared at the eyes, raised the wrinkles, and the palms of the old spots were staring at Xu Si:

"You know if you take no gun medicine! I said the last time, let alone I have n’t died yet. Even if I died, the Gabara I made will not sell it to you.

Speaking, you have to push Xu Si when you raise your hand.

However, Xu Si's face was confused:

"What is it? What is Gabala? '

At this time, behind Xu Si, he heard Chen Changqing's voice from far away: "Gabbala is a magic weapon. Generally speaking, it is a virtue of the old lama.

Rosth. ""

Bone bone grinding?

Xu Si froze, he looked at the rosary in the hands of the old lama subconsciously. Before, he faintly felt that the material of the rosary was not very good, unlike the teeth of animals, and the color of the beast bone in the impression.

After listening to Chen Changqing's explanation, Xu Si looked at this bunch of rosary?

Suddenly, he shivered. This Nima was worn on the wrist of a human bone.

Xu Si felt that his three views were seriously impacted.

But as Chen Changqing's words fell, the old lama wearing red clothes and golden wisdom above his head, he noticed that Xu Si's expression changed, his eyes could not help but have a little suspicion, and then asked in surprise.

"Aren't you here to grab Gabara's traitor?"

The passage of things is more tortuous.

About ten years ago, a businessman who did not know where to come from. During his journey to the Potala Palace, he passed by this unknown temple in front of him.

In addition, when the wealthy businessman was young, he went to the countryside to be a educated youth, and the snow area came. The two sides talked very speculative, and even the other party said that he would help the temple renovation.

The old lama was rejected at first, but then it was really unable to stab the other party. Seeing that the material of the car was pulled over, the old lama could only accept the goodwill of wealthy businessmen, and thanked the wealthy businessman.

The old lama thought about it, and eventually took out a series of eight hundred -year history, and after a dozen generations of monks, the six -eyeballs were blessed.

I thought it was over here. No one had thought that a few years ago, the wealthy businessman came again, but this time he did not travel to the Potala Palace, but came to the temple to find an old lama.

There is nothing else. The old lama is more than 100 this year, and it is estimated that it has not lived in a few years.

There is a young son in the rich family, and his bones are relatively weak. I plan to invite a magic weapon from the temple.

-It didn't think much at the beginning of the Lama. I think that the other party just wants an ordinary instrument. Although the temple's magic weapon is precious, it is not particularly rare. After all, the history of this temple has at least 3500 years.

But what makes the old Lama think of?

The opponent was looking at Gabara!

This is not the most excessive. At the beginning, the rich even said that he wanted the string of the old lama, but if the old lama was unwilling, he could use his bones to make a bunch of Gabara after his death.

Old Lama was immediately angry.

Gabara is special in the snow area, especially in a temple with such inheritance.

The rosary here is often made from the bones of several generations, even the bones of more than a dozen generations of monks. Generally, it is not easy to leave. Even if it is sent out, it is also the next heir to the temple.

Not to mention that the younger son of the rich has never seen it, and he is not a monk of Tibetan Buddhism at all.

Even if you have seen it, you must first have qualifications and wisdom roots, and then practice in the temple, and defeat all competitors of the same age. You can inherit the skewers in your hands.

As for the Gabara rosary built with your own bones?

This must be to stay in the next generation, and the old lama hasn't died yet!

So the old lama didn't think about it, and immediately refused.

But the wealthy businessman said with a word that your temples were renovated and built. What happened to you for a bunch of rosary?

Old Lama said that he didn't agree at first.

It ’s just that wealthy businessmen do n’t care about it at all. He said that since I paid, I must get a reward, so anyway, you want to give me this series of Gabara, and even threatened to push to the temple if the old lama is not given.

Because the temple was built by him, at least half of the temple should be him, including the Buddha statues, magic weapons, etc. in the temple.

Just like this, the rich man comes every other time.

Less two or three days, as many as ten days.

Old Lama also thought about giving money, but at this time the wealthy businessman said that he didn't want money. Zhen Zhen said that it was the cause and effect of the old lama owed to himself. If there is cause, there is a result. After your death, Gabara must be mine.

No one in the temple, on the one hand, because of the rare local people, on the other hand, because the rich man had just been here two days ago.

The old lama was worried that the rich would bother his disciples to practice, so he let these monks go out.

Next to the temple, there is a house.

There is a better house in the temple next to it, but the old lama still came here with Chen Changqing and Xu Si. It was boiled in the pot with salty milk tea. I understand that Xu Si is not a wicked person invited by a wealthy businessman.

Shouting to Xu Si:

"Guangda, Guangda. '

This is Tibetan, probably sorry, sorry.

Xu Si was silent. He thought of a possibility, which made him frown. In his early years, he followed his father Xu Xiang to travel to the north and south of the river. He also saw a similar situation.

These people are looking for remote but very historical places.

Semi -coaxing and cheating, semi -grabbing and half threats, just forcibly cheated the treasure of the temple, and then poured a big sum of a big sum.

This made Xu Si's eyes flashed with a touch of color. What if he really guess?

This wealthy businessman is not a wealthy businessman, but a damn liar!

Not far away, the old lama who was boiling milk tea was older, and his old eyes were faint.

He bowed his back, carefully packed the cooked milk tea into a cup with a small pot, and a simple smile on his wrinkled face: "Taste, this is our characteristic, milk tea is salty, and I don’t know how to fit together.

Don't fit your taste. ""

Xu Si tasted a sip, the taste was a little strange, and the milk flavor was even too strong, but it was surprising that it was very good.

Looking at the look looking forward to the old Lama, Xu Si raised his thumbs:

"It's delicious!‘ ‘‘

The old lama grinned and felt that the whole person was young and years younger, and then he poured a cup of milk tea for Chen Changqing.

Time hurriedly passed, and two or three hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Don't look at the old Lama, he is a old Tibetan, and in the hinterland of the snow area, but his Chinese is unexpectedly good. It is said that when he was young, the Lama also participated in the army.

team leader.

It wasn't until the last old lama left that he returned then

In addition to these scriptures in the snow area, the old lama is even a set of shabby selection here.

Unfortunately, I am old and my eyes are not good. I have n’t read these books for a long time. I can only clean up the dust above, but it is undeniable that when the old lama was young, I have been to many places.

The experience can even be called a legend.

Xu Si can also be regarded as a visit to the South China Sea. This is not followed by Chen Changqing, but related to his previous experience. At that time, Mr. Xu wanted to investigate the mystery of Baby Feng's life.

Xu Si followed the light, and the place to go was not less.

This is why he can become a driver Chen Changqing. You must know that there is no technology in this era that there is no technology to have navigation, and everyone must have a delicate map when everyone travels far away.

It is precisely for this reason that Xu Si and Old Lama chatted very happily.

Just chatting like this, the time seemed to be in the evening, and when it saw it, the old Lama was about to get up:

"Little baby, do you want to eat some good?"

Xu Si scratched his head and looked sorry:

"What good?"

Old Lama laughed with a smile, and she was proud of her eyes: "There is a tunnel called Dalai Stew meat, do you want to eat, I'll make it for you?"
Chapter completed!