The afternoon sun shines in from the glass window and shines on the little lama. The yellow lama's clothes seem to be shrouded in a layer of golden light. The little lama, who is not very tall, looks so holy and solemn in the eyes of everyone.
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Due to the backlight, Zhuang Rui couldn't see the face of this lama clearly, but he should be about the same age as Pasang. Zhuang Rui didn't really believe that he could read Sanskrit. You know, he can still read ancient Sanskrit scriptures.
All the monks are eminent monks with profound Buddhist teachings and great reputation.
It's just that Zhuang Rui didn't notice that when the young lama walked in front of him, Lama Gegu, who was standing next to him, seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, and his whole body froze.
What's more, this store, which used to be a good place to do business, suddenly no one came in anymore, and only Zhuang Rui and the others were in the store.
Since Zhuang Rui was focused on the golden prayer wheel, he didn't feel anything was wrong, but Peng Fei noticed it.
Peng Fei glanced at the door of the store calmly. He found that there were a few tall lamas at the door of the store, and there were two or three people in dark clothes, talking to Zhang from the Religious Bureau.
The section chief spoke.
After looking at the prayer wheel for a long time, the young lama raised his head, looked directly at Zhuang Rui, and said, "I know the characters on this..."
After the little lama raised his head, Zhuang Rui could clearly see his face. Just as he thought, the green beard at the corner of the little lama's mouth showed his age, but what surprised Zhuang Rui was the look in the little lama's eyes.
When Zhuang Rui met the little lama's eyes, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
The little lama's eyes are exceptionally pure, just like the blue sky or the blue sea water, crystal clear without a trace of worldly dust, just like a newborn baby without any pollution from the world.
But in this kind of peaceful and pure eyes, there seems to be a kind of vicissitudes, a kind of seeing through the world, the vicissitudes of life and death, as if they have experienced thousands of years.
Zhuang Rui didn't know how these two feelings could be perfectly combined. The two contradictory feelings of vicissitudes of life and simplicity appeared at the same time in this little lama, but it made Zhuang Rui feel very natural and not at all abrupt.
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Zhuang Rui seemed to have seen such a look somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
For some reason, Zhuang Rui felt a kind of respect for this little lama in his heart. After looking at each other for a while, he clasped his hands and said respectfully: "Please give me some advice..."
"The words above are ancient Sanskrit, written in ancient India probably before 1,000 AD. It says: In the northwest corner of the Ujin Temple, on the base of the lotus stem, there is a rare and extraordinary achiever, famous in the world.
Named Padmasambhava, surrounded by the Dakini family members, I practice with you, and come to pray for blessings, Geriban Masteh hum, these seven sentences are the prayers and practice words of Padmasambhava..."
Seeing Zhuang Rui's confused look, the young lama smiled and said, "Let me explain it to you. The first sentence of these seven sentences is the place where Guru Rinpoche was born.
The second sentence is the way Guru Rinpoche was born,
The third sentence is the rare merits of Guru Rinpoche,
The fourth sentence is the special name of Guru Rinpoche,
The fifth sentence is the retinue of Guru Rinpoche,
The sixth sentence is about the followers’ faith in Guru Rinpoche,
The seventh sentence is for Guru Rinpoche’s blessing and achievement,
The eighth sentence is sealed with a mantra.
This is a very important Buddhist artifact. I wonder if this layman is willing to let it return to Buddhism and receive the blessing of faith and vows?"
When the little lama was explaining the scriptures, not only Zhuang Rui, but also everyone else in the store felt a sense of peace and tranquility in their hearts, while the noise on the street outside seemed far away from them.
Zhuang Rui's feeling was a little different from others, because he had just released his spiritual energy to observe the little lama. What surprised him was that the spiritual energy, which had always been unfavorable, was almost at a distance from the little lama.
When we were more than ten centimeters away, we couldn't get any closer.
It seems that there is an invisible energy shield around the little lama, which blocks the spiritual energy. Not to mention touching the other party's body, even the clothes on the little lama cannot touch it at all.
After the young lama's words rang out, Zhuang Rui withdrew his spiritual energy and replied: "I'm sorry, Master, I came to Lhasa. Firstly, I want to pray for the Living Buddha so that I can find the reincarnated soul boy as soon as possible. Secondly, I want to find a Buddhist artifact.
To pray for my unborn children, I want to bring this Buddhist instrument to my wife to bless my children to be born and grow smoothly..."
I don't know why, but in front of this little lama, Zhuang Rui is no longer as sharp as before. Every word he says is what he thinks in his heart.
While speaking, Zhuang Rui had a feeling that even if he lied, the little lama would be able to sense his true intentions, so he simply told the truth. Although his thoughts were a bit narrow, he was indeed telling the truth.
"Um?"
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, the young lama frowned slightly. He did not expect that his request was actually rejected by the person in front of him, which made him take a serious look at Zhuang Rui.
"I see, haha, no wonder, no wonder, the sacred beast is by your side, layman, you are a person with a great connection with the Buddha, I just leave this prayer wheel to you..."
After looking at Zhuang Rui, the little lama noticed the white lion next to Zhuang Rui. After thinking for a moment, a smile appeared on his face. The atmosphere in the shop that originally seemed a bit solemn and dignified became lighter with this smile.
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"Haha, the living Buddha also said that I have a connection with Buddha, and that the white lion is the patron saint of the Snowy Mountains..."
Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard the words. He could feel that after the young lama said these words, the Gegu Lama standing not far from him seemed to take a long breath, as if he had been holding his breath just now.
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"By the way, I seem to have seen this kind of look on Qiang Ba Luozhu..."
When he mentioned the Living Buddha, a scene suddenly popped up in Zhuang Rui's mind. When he saw the Living Buddha last year, the Living Buddha's eyes seemed to be pure and without a trace of dust, and they were very similar to the little lama's.
"Woo...Woo..."
When the white lion heard the lama mentioning him, he let out a deep roar and walked towards the little lama.
The two lamas behind the little lama, including the Gegu Lama next to him, saw the white lion trying to get close to the little lama. Their expressions changed drastically, and they stood in front of the little lama in a flash.
"It doesn't matter, you guys get out of the way, it'll be okay..."
Although the little lama's voice was a little childish, it revealed an invisible majesty. Gegu and the two lamas did not speak, but they obediently moved their bodies away.
"I know, it turns out that the little guy that Teacher Qianba Luozhu mentioned is you..."
There was a look of surprise on the little lama's face. He bent down slightly, pressed his right hand on the white lion's forehead, and recited sutras in his mouth. The white lion seemed to be enjoying it, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his body was very affectionate.
Get close to the little lama.
After about a minute, the little lama withdrew his hand, looked at the white lion, and spoke a string of Tibetan characters.
Zhuang Rui didn't understand what the little lama said, so he touched Section Chief Zhang who had just walked to him and asked, "Ke Zhang, what is he talking about?"
Zhang Ke was startled by Zhuang Rui's actions. He glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. Then he lowered his voice and said: "Those two sentences mean: Are you willing to go back with me? You
It shouldn’t have been in this world in the first place…”
"Damn it, why is this little lama the same as the living Buddha before? When we met, he asked the white lion if he would like to go with him, and didn't ask himself whether the master agreed with him. Being brothers is just for show?"
After Zhuang Rui heard Section Chief Zhang's words, he suddenly felt unhappy. After spending nearly two years with the white lion, Zhuang Rui had already regarded it as his own relative.
Perhaps when the white lion was young, Zhuang Rui might have given it to the Living Buddha, but now, no one would want to take the white lion away.
"It belongs to the snow-capped mountains and the prairie..."
As if he knew what Zhuang Rui was thinking, the little lama raised his head and said something calmly, putting Zhuang Rui's words back in his stomach.
"Master, let the white lion make his own choice..."
Of course Zhuang Rui knew that the white lion would live a happier life on this plateau snow-capped mountain, but Zhuang Rui really couldn't bear to part with it. He grew up from a little thing as big as a palm to such a big one. Zhuang Rui's feelings for the white lion were just like his feelings for the white lion.
Just like my unborn child.
"Woooo..."
The white lion seemed to understand the conversation between the two, and rubbed its big head against the little lama's body affectionately, causing a smile to appear on the little lama's face.
But just when Zhuang Rui's face changed drastically and his heart was in pain, the white lion roared again, seeming to be communicating with the little lama, and then walked back to Zhuang Rui's side and lay down quietly.
Come down.
"Good fellow..."
At this moment, Zhuang Rui knew that the white lion had not abandoned him. Just like more than a year ago, when the living Buddha made him make a choice for the first time, the white lion chose him again and would never abandon him!
At this moment, Zhuang Rui's eyes became moist, and when he squatted down and hugged the white lion's neck, hot tears burst out of his eyes and fell down his cheeks.
Zhuang Rui buried his head deeply in the white lion's neck. He seemed to be able to feel the beating of the white lion's pulse. At this moment, it seemed that words were not so important. There was nothing between Zhuang Rui and the white lion.
You can feel the unbreakable bond between yourself and the other person.
No one disturbed this person and the mastiff, and the store became extremely silent. Everyone could feel the harmony between Zhuang Rui and the white lion, and no one was willing to destroy this touching scene.
When Zhuang Rui raised his head, he realized that at some point, the young lama and the guard at the door had quietly left.
