Inside the famous Sakya Monastery in Tibet, China.
An old woman wearing Tibetan clothes was taking care of a pale young man in a small meditation room in the temple.
The young man lying on the bed did not wake up, and his breath was very weak. In this cold Tibetan plain, it is absolutely impossible for a person to survive such a serious illness.
But a miracle happened like this. The young man was sent here instead of being sent to the best hospital in Tibet. The old woman just used ancient Tibetan medical methods to take care of the young man. Although he was just hanging on for a breath, he finally survived.
And the aura started to get stronger and stronger.
"It's snowing, Mafia, hurry up and close the door, otherwise the cold will freeze the guests." A voice came from outside. It was a little girl whose face was red from the cold, and she spoke in Tibetan.
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The old woman named Mafiya did not move. She just drank butter tea and said calmly: "Don't worry, Kelsang Jiaxi, this guest is as strong as a yak. You can't freeze him. Why did you come to the temple again?"
Here you are, aren't you afraid that Amora will scold you for being such a clever little guy?"
The little girl named Kelsang Jiaxi immediately looked around, as if she was worried about something, and after a while she said: "You annoying Mafiya, you know how to use Amora Gesang Jiaxi."
After saying that, Kelsang Jiaxi walked into the room, stood up on tiptoes, closed the door, then walked to the bed, looked at the young man on the bed, and asked with a worried look: "When will big brother get better?"
, it’s been two months, why haven’t you woke up yet?”
Mafia drank the butter tea but did not answer. She just looked at her with a smile and said, "What else is hidden in Kelsang Jiaxi's arms? Show it to Mafia quickly?"
Hearing this, Kelsang Jiaxi sat down next to Mafiya and bargained: "You tell me first when big brother will wake up, and I will tell you what I have hidden."
"That's it." Mafia thought for a moment, "Then only Bodhisattva knows when he will wake up. But since he survived, it means that Bodhisattva is protecting him. Can you show me what you have hidden now?
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Only then did Kelsang Jiaxi take out a small sheepskin bag from his arms, then find a bowl in the room, and pour out pieces of cakes from the sheepskin bag. When Mafia saw these cakes, she immediately showed a happy smile on her face.
, she poured a little butter tea into the small bowl with pastries, then clasped the edge of the bowl with her thumb finger, and kept turning the other four fingers. After the butter and pastries were mixed well, they were kneaded into small balls before eating.
"Is it delicious?" Kelsang Jiaxi asked.
"Well, it tastes different from before. Is this made by Little Smart?" Mafia asked.
"Yes, this is the first time for Kelsang Gyasi to make tsampa. It has just been ground." Kelsang Gyasi said with a smile. Although he was red from the cold, the smile on his face made Kelsang Gyasi shine.
It exudes a pure innocence, just like the snow in Tibetan Plains.
"Yes, well done." Mafia nodded, "It seems that Kelsang Jiaxi is a good boy. If someone can marry you in the future, it will be the blessing of Bodhisattva."
"Damn Mafia, I won't let you eat." Kelsang Jiaxi immediately snatched the bowl away with an angry look on his face. His face, which was originally red from the cold, became even redder.
"Okay, okay, Kelsang Jiaxi, go back quickly, or Amora will come to find you again." Mafia said, "I won't intercede with you then."
Kelsang Jiaxi was disappointed for a while. She looked at the young man on the bed and said with a disappointed look on her face: "Mafiya, when big brother wakes up, you must tell me. I will bring you the tsampa made by myself then, okay?"
good?"
"Okay, okay, go back quickly." Mafia said.
Kelsang Gyasi hurriedly ran outside, just as she had come, but Mafiya stopped her and said, "Kelsang Gyasi, leave the bowl, leave the bowl."
At this time, another woman's voice came from the temple: "Kelsang Jiaxi, you came to the temple again. Didn't I tell you that this is where the Bodhisattva lives? Why do you always come here?"
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Kelsang Jiaxi's expression changed when he was about to send the bowl back. He hurriedly ran back, put down the bowl and went in another direction: "Mafia, I will come again next time. Amora is coming, help me block it."
Just tell her I haven't been here."
Then, a woman wearing Tibetan clothes came over. When she saw Mafia, she put away her seriousness and said with a smile: "Mafia, I have caused you trouble again. This Kelsang Jiaxi, please don't treat me well when I go back."
Teach her a lesson."[
"She is destined to be a Bodhisattva." Mafia said.
The smile on the woman's face became even brighter. After saying goodbye, she chased in the direction where Kelsang Jiaxi ran. Mafia picked up the bowl on the ground, put down the butter tea, and ran to close the door of Kelsang Jiaxi.
He opened all the bags, then sat back down, drinking butter tea and eating tsampa. Until he finished the tsampa in the bowl, Mafia suddenly said to herself: "You're awake!"
At this moment, on the bed behind Mafia, the pale young man sat up heavily, with a painful expression on his face. He looked around, his eyes became wary, and finally locked on Mafia.
, his expression became solemn, he raised his legs and wanted to get out of bed.
At this moment, Mafia said without looking back: "Don't move, otherwise the wound will open."
But the young man did not listen to the advice, but staggered over. Because of the violent exercise, his body was wrapped in gauze and turned blood red. He finally sat down next to Mafia. The young man picked up the cup and poured a cup of butter tea.
, but he was not in a hurry to drink it. Instead, he dipped a little tea in the tea bowl with the ring finger of his right hand, raised his finger, and sprinkled it in the air three times. This was a rule, indicating dedication to gods, dragons and earth gods.
In Tibet, as a guest, if you drink butter tea with butter tea, not only do you have to perform the same ritual as before, but you also shouldn’t drink tea too hastily or too quickly. You need to gently blow away the oil on the tea, drink it several times, and leave about half of it until the host adds it.
Drink. Do not make any noise when drinking tea. Sip it gently. If you drink too quickly, you will be regarded as uneducated by the owner, and you will be nicknamed "donkey drinking water".
In particular, you should not drink it all in one go, let alone drink one bowl and leave. Generally, three bowls are the most auspicious. There is a proverb in Lhasa that one bowl becomes an enemy.
"It still has this familiar taste." The young man said to himself after finishing the drink, he poured himself another glass, but he did not ask Mafia to pour it for him as is the Tibetan custom, and Mafia did not seem to be prepared.
Fulfilling the responsibility of a host, he kept adding more to the young man, but instead said: "Don't finish the drink, I don't plan to do it tonight."
But the young man did not stop. He just smiled and said: "It is an honor to drink the butter tea you made. How could you not drink it?"
Then he poured it for himself and drank three cups in a row before a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. On the roof of the world, no matter whether you are hungry or exhausted, as long as you drink a bowl of butter tea, you will be satisfied.
The whole body is strengthened, and instantly becomes full of energy and motivation, especially in the winter when the wind is howling and the dripping water turns to ice. After drinking a few cups of butter tea, I feel that my whole body is warmer and I can survive even the coldest days. Some people even say
, when you are in poor health and bedridden, drinking a bowl of strong tea can detoxify, cure diseases, and eliminate diseases and evil spirits.
After climbing to the plateau from a low altitude place, the sharp cold wind often blows the skin and makes the face chapped. You may also be tortured by severe hypoxia, causing dizziness, shortness of breath, panic and vomiting. Whenever this happens, kindhearted people
All Tibetans will advise you to drink a few cups of butter tea, and all adverse reactions will gradually disappear.
"I expected everyone to save me, but you saving me was unexpected." The young man's expression suddenly became serious.
Mafia also changed her calm expression, and her face became serious: "I just don't want some people to succeed. There is a saying in China that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Now that you are the enemy of my enemy, then you can become
My friend, do you think so?"
The young man was stunned and nodded: "Yes, but this reason may not be sufficient enough."
At this time, Mafia was stunned and said with a smile: "Every bustle in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. Nothing can escape the word profit."
"I'm afraid no one in the world would have thought that the leader of the international killer organization is an old woman living a poor life in a Zen temple, and no one would have thought that you, an Italian, could be so proficient in Chinese culture." The young man said, "
So what benefit do you want? Or what do you want to get from me?"
"I want the League of Assassins to collapse and the International Assassin Organization to become the number one in the world." The old woman said calmly.
The young man was stunned: "There is also a saying in China that hearing is worse than seeing. Today I am lucky enough to meet the famous Mafia, but I didn't expect that you are such a leisurely person. Tell me, what is your ultimate goal? "
"What I just said is my ultimate goal, to make the International Killer Organization the number one in the world and completely crush the Assassin Alliance." Mafia said calmly.
"But I can't see desire in your eyes. You are more like an old man practicing in a Zen temple." The young man said calmly.
"If I said that this wish is not what I want, would you believe it?" Mafia said.
The young man looked at her deeply, nodded and said, "I believe it."[
This time it was Mafia's turn to be surprised, but she quickly put away her surprise, picked up the copper teapot and poured a cup for the young man: "What I do is not what I want, but the world always wants you to do something you
I have to do what I have to do, and I stay here, maybe because the other me wants me to atone for my sins here."
"Atonement?" The young man was shocked and coughed a few times, "Should a murderer like me also stay here to atone for my sins?"
"Welcome." Mafia nodded, then picked up the prayer wheel beside her, closed her eyes, and started spinning it around and around.
The young man looked up at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and suddenly recalled in his mind the past thirty years. At that moment, he really wanted to let go of everything, practice meditation and practice hard here with Mafia, and want to atone for his sins.
However, Mafia said: "Young man, the murderous aura in you is too strong to stay here. You should go back to where you belong. If you go against your true intention, you will not become a Buddha."
"Am I going to die badly?" the young man suddenly asked.
"Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately." Mafia said calmly, "Killing is not what you want, but now is not the time for you to put down the butcher's knife."
ps: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Amora, which means mother in Tibetan, and the "habibi" Amora said means "dear" in Arabic.