Chapter eight hundred and eighty-fifth on principles
The next morning, a black, high-profile Bentley parked outside the Chengdu Railway Station Square.
Xiang Que opened the door and got out of the car, carrying only his canvas bag. Lin Jiang said speechlessly in the car: "No, Mr. Xiang, can't we take a plane? You take the train, which makes me, a landlord, a little embarrassed."
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When Xiang Que left Chengdu, Lin Jiang originally planned to take him to the airport and book a first-class flight, but unexpectedly Xiang Que declined, saying that it had been a long time since he had taken a train.
Even if I arrive in Nanjing in two days, I will be alone, so I can just take the train and wander there.
"How about a soft sleeper?" Lin Jiang asked again.
"No, an ordinary sleeper berth will do," Xiang Que said with a smile.
"Haha, let's experience people's livelihood." Lin Jiang smiled helplessly, then took out his phone and called.
Xiang Dan took a cigarette and waited, but then he suddenly discovered that many people in the densely populated area at the train station square had their bodies facing the same direction, and their eyes were looking in the same direction. A white figure in the crowd
It looks vaguely familiar.
Xiang Que smoked a cigarette and walked over there suspiciously. Just after walking a few steps, a white shadow suddenly appeared on the figure. A small head looked in his direction for a few times and said, "Shua."
The white shadow disappeared in a flash, and a few seconds later a small white-haired thing suddenly pounced on Xiang Que.
"Chichi, chichi" a white ferret stood on his shoulder, shouting "shua" happily. Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, and then looked towards the opposite side, Dangan Zhuoma was walking over.
Xiang Que blinked his confused little eyes and asked speechlessly: "Why do I meet you here? Are you going back to Tibet, or where are you going?"
Dangan Dolma is still spotless, dressed in white clothes, with a calm expression and the look of a Bodhisattva.
"I swam to Chengdu, worshiped Buddha for a few days, and now I'm going back to Tibet," Dangan Dolma said calmly.
Since the last time Xiang Que sent her to Nanjing to accompany Shen Jia, who was about to give birth, the female Bodhisattva had not been seen again. Tang Xinhe said that this otherworldly girl had gone to wander around, and then the two of them
He lost contact with her, and he didn't expect that today he took a train on a whim and bumped into her.
"Going back to the Tibetan area?" Xiang Que asked: "It seems that you haven't been out for long. Didn't you say you wanted to exercise in the world of mortals, so why did you go back so soon?"
Dangan Dolma said: "The Living Buddha Initiation is about to end, and the Living Buddha Ceremony will be held in the temple."
A few months later, Cao Shanjun has become a Living Buddha and is about to receive the Living Buddha Ceremony. This day is actually more important than the certification of the Living Buddha and the worship of believers. This is an event held by the Living Buddha in the entire Tibetan area, which is equivalent to the Buddha in Buddhism.
Birthdays and the Spring Festival are equally important to ordinary people.
After the two chatted for a while, Lin Jiang came over with a middle-aged man in his forties, looked at Dangan Dolma in surprise, and asked in a low voice: "Friend?"
"Well, friend," he nodded to Dangan Dolma, and then asked Dangan Dolma: "Have you bought a ticket to go back?"
"No money," Dangan Dolma said calmly.
Xiang Que asked a little confused: "You don't have money, so you come here to take a bus and wait for kind-hearted people to give you alms? Bodhisattva, do you think even if someone gives you money, they will give it with good intentions?"
"I will treat people and earn travel expenses," Dangan Dolma said, thinking it was normal.
Xiang Que scratched his head with a headache, and then said to Lin Jiang: "Is it convenient to get her a ticket to the Tibetan area?"
"It's a small matter." Lin Jiang said to the middle-aged man next to him: "Give me another ticket and choose a better seat. Don't let there be too many people."
"Okay, boss"
Twenty minutes later, two train tickets were delivered to Xiang Que and Dangan Dolma respectively, one going to Nanjing and the other to Tibetan areas.
Lin Jiang sent her to the station and bought a ticket and then left. Xiang Que treated Bodhisattva to a meal at noon and bought some water. Finally, he gave her a few hundred yuan, and then they parted ways.
"It's really intoxicating for a Bodhisattva to do this." Xiang Que bared his teeth and waved to Dangan Dolma and said, "You, it's best not to go out of Tibet. The world outside is really not suitable for you. It's better here."
"Mie Tai"
Dangan Dolma hummed, then frowned and said to him: "You have a strong Buddhist aura, you must be saved by Buddha."
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment and said: "I have always been very close to Buddhism, that's normal."
After the two parted ways, Xiang Que got on the train first and arrived at the sleeper car lightly packed.
The train is a place where all kinds of people live. In this small and closed space, you can see all kinds of people and get acquainted with them in a very short time. If you meet a stranger outside, you may not
It’s embarrassing to open your mouth, but it’s not a problem on the train. Compared to the boring experience of an airplane, the train is indeed a lot more fun.
But what Xiang Que didn't expect was that this time he took the train, which made his head buzz and hurt.
After Xiang Que got on the bus, he exchanged his ticket and walked inside to his berth. As soon as he sat down, he suddenly saw a figure sitting opposite him.
Xiang Que raised his head, and when he saw the other person, his little eyes flickered twice, a little surprised and a little unbelievable.
The man in front of him was in his thirties, wearing ordinary clothes, with a whisk stuck in his back, and a wine gourd around his waist.
"Fellow Taoist, what a coincidence?" Xiang Que smiled happily.
He was so impressed by the scalper that Lin Jiang found that he casually arranged for him to pick a good location. Unexpectedly, he met the Taoist priest he bumped into last night when he got in the car.
The Taoist priest was also a little dazed, then he raised one hand and lowered his head and said: "Buddha Amitayus, the donor is destined to be the donor."
Xiang Que hummed twice and said, "It's fate, it's fate."
"It's good that we are destined. Fellow Taoist, I just have something to ask you." The Taoist sat down on the bed opposite Xiang Que, put Fu Chen aside and crossed his legs and said, "I have thought carefully about the question you asked me last night.
one time"
Xiang Que looked at his red eyes and tired stubble. He tilted his head and asked in confusion, "You seem to have been thinking about it all night?"
"Ah, I almost didn't even catch the train."
"In the cemetery?"
"Ah, I was afraid that my train of thought would be lost, so I kept coming here."
"Oh my god, how could he be so stubborn? He can sit in a graveyard all night studying a nagging question, and his eyeballs are all bloodshot. What is he trying to do?" Xiang Que was speechless for a long time before he said: "
Is this question very important?"
The Taoist priest said seriously: "This is the principle..."
"Principles will allow you to sit in the cemetery and do research without eating, drinking or sleeping?" Xiang Que stared at his sallow face, feeling that it was not easy for this man to live to such a long age. He must have been in a Taoist temple.
Here, if I had to change places, my legs would have been broken and I would have been thrown out to beg. This person is so easy to fool.