"It's no problem to go to Xia Kamba Temple. I remember the way." Tashi turned to Mustache while driving and said, "But it's best to be mentally prepared."
"Be mentally prepared to not be asked anything?"
"Yes." Tashi nodded and said: "That lama has a weird temper. He is like a stone. Unless he is asked continuously, he will not say a word or two, and what he says is difficult to understand. If you ask him more, he will not understand.
He just refused to say it."
Regarding this point, Mustache has actually thought about it. In the vast and empty Tibetan area, being able to live alone in a temple, with a green lantern and worshiping an ancient Buddha for many years, is an indescribable loneliness. It can be tolerated.
Those who endure this kind of loneliness are probably not normal people.
Following Tashi's reminder, Mustache also felt a little bit in trouble. If he ventured to ask this eccentric lama about this kind of thing, the other party would probably not even see them. But Mustache wanted to give it a try, and he didn't want to risk it for the time being.
Sang Meiduo was taken to other places to solve the problem. In some temples with a large number of people, there may be other eminent monks. However, what they have done and experienced now is a taboo, and silence is the best choice.
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Mustache returned to the car where Gesangmedo was sitting. The car was driving. Galsangmedo had been worried for several days and looked very tired. At this time, he had fallen asleep in the back seat. Mustache originally felt that he was freezing.
The experience in the city would scare Kelsang Medo away, causing her to run away from him and run back to Lhasa. But now it seems that they are inseparable for the time being, and Kelsang Medo has become very important invisibly.
Tashi took them to the road that was about to approach Xia Kamba Monastery. The four of them borrowed a fire from a Tibetan family that was grazing, so as to save some fuel. They drank butter tea and brick tea made from dried cow dung fire.
The old herdsmen had some interest in mustaches. This place was actually very remote and few outsiders were seen.
People, especially outsiders. They chatted for a while, and the mustache was covered up lightly. His vague and repulsive look and behavior only aroused the other party's curiosity, or even some good impressions, and the old herdsman asked enthusiastically
Where they want to go, if the way is unclear, he can show them the way.
The two drivers drank tea in silence. Kelsang Meiduo looked at the fire and didn't know what he was thinking. Mustache thought for a while and said he wanted to go to Xia Kamba Temple. He was very unfamiliar with this small temple and wanted to learn from the old herdsmen's words.
Get some information in advance.
"Why go there?" The old herdsman said in surprise: "It is a place that was disgusted and abandoned by the Buddha. Don't approach it. If you approach it, it will be like a pure snow-capped mountain river that has been tainted with filth."
Xia Kamba Temple has long been not recognized by surrounding temples and Tibetans. They do not regard it as a temple dedicated to the third Buddha. The reason may be because the ascetic monk who wandered here a long time ago was him.
Destroyed everything.
Under the puzzled eyes of the old herdsmen, Xiaozhu and the others set out on the road. This time they arrived at Xia Kamba Temple in one breath without stopping. This is a temple built on the mountain, and most of the buildings were built before.
They were forcibly demolished and not rebuilt. Only stones were used to build a wall around the few remaining houses.
When they arrived, the simple door outside the wall of Xia Kamba Temple was closed tightly. Tashi tried to call the door outside, but there was no response.
"He doesn't seem to be here." Tashi turned around and said to Mustache. There was only one lama in the temple. If he went out, a few people would have to wait here. Even in a small temple, no one would be rude.
Breaking in without permission.
This kind of waiting lasted for two days. At noon on the third day, a figure appeared far to the west of Xia Kamba Temple. Tashi looked up and watched for a moment, and then told them that it was the lama who had returned.
He had met the lama once, so he met him from a distance, wanting to communicate with him first.
The figure of the lama was getting closer and closer, and gradually became clearer. He walked silently and steadily step by step. It seemed that he was walking very slowly, but Tashi had to trot to keep up with the other party. He pointed and said a lot, that lama
There was no reply. When he reached the car, he stopped.
This is a lama in his forties, with a dark red face, not tall, but very strong, like a light tank wrapped in cloth. His forehead is covered with fine wrinkles, and his eyebrows are very thick, as if he were wearing a
There are two thick black lines drawn by the ink pen, and there is a scar on his cheek that is difficult to identify.
The mustache and the lama looked at each other for a while. He didn't say much. What should be said, Tashi has already told the lama. What needs to be done now is to see the lama's mood and see if he is willing to say something substantial.
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After a full five minutes, the lama walked towards the temple gate without saying a word. Tashi showed a helpless smile to the mustache behind him. The mustache moved, wanting to follow and communicate with the lama again. But the lama
When he reached the dilapidated temple gate, he turned back to Mustache and said, "Come in."
Only the mustache followed the lama into the Lower Kamba Temple behind the door. The rest of the people, including Kelsang Meiduo, did not get permission. The mustache closed the temple door with his backhand, and the lama led the way. When they walked in front
When he finally walked to a small room that served as a Buddhist temple, the lama suddenly looked back like lightning, and hit the mustache's throat with a thick and powerful arm like a gold-painted demon-conquering pestle.
The mustache reacted very quickly and grabbed the lama's arm. Then, they started fighting fiercely in front of the hut. But the fight seemed to be silent. The lama's arms were thick but strangely flexible.
, like two thick snakes, often attacking the mustache at an incredible angle.
This was a tough opponent, but Xiaozhu felt that this lama didn't really want to kill or injure him. His purpose of doing it was just like a test.
Sure enough, after they fought fiercely for a while, Lama suddenly took two steps back quickly and stopped what he was doing. In this extremely physical fight, he still maintained a steady breathing.
"I don't know who you are, but I can talk to you." The lama's attitude changed quickly. A moment ago, he was attacking his mustache. At this moment, it was like a gentle breeze and drizzle. He turned around and walked to a nearby hermitage.
Outside, the door was opened.
Mustache's judgment was correct. The lama was not hostile. He followed the other person into the monastery. The so-called monastery is a place where monks meditate and practice. There are no extra furnishings. They can only sit cross-legged and meditate. The two people face each other.
After sitting down, the lama said: "You are a person who has practiced kung fu. The temptation just now will not scare you. If you are subdued by me, sooner or later, you will be easily killed."
"Who will kill me?"
"Pilgrim." The lama said three words one by one.
The mustache's expression did not change, but surprise surged in his heart. Did this lama see something? He actually mentioned the pilgrim directly.
"Intuition tells me that you know the pilgrims, and it is true." The lama continued: "I can tell you everything I know, just like facing the Buddha, open your heart, you must be confused, I
Why do you do this? The person who brought you here told you that I am a taciturn weirdo."
"Yes, I do wonder."
"There is something I want on your car, because I feel an aura on you, the aura of Master Chanado. The aura you are contaminated with is external aura." The lama looked outside the temple.
After a moment, he said: "What's more important is the woman outside. She has an inner energy. I very much doubt that she has the spiritual consciousness of Master Chanado attached to her body. If Master Chanado's spiritual consciousness can attach to her,
If so, it proves that she has been approved by the master."
Mustache immediately understood that the thing on the car that the lama was talking about must be the withered and shapeless body of Chanado.
"If she is a recognized person, then why don't you talk to her directly?" Mustache felt that this lama was really weird. He said so much with his mouth. Chanado has been submerged in the long river of history.
Among them, few people know that Rinpoche understands this because his age is there. But how old is the lama in front of him?
"Precisely because she is a recognized person, we cannot talk to her. External spiritual consciousness will interfere with her and she may become abnormal."
This lama gave the mustache the feeling of being like a black mountain, heavy but very solid. This feeling would make people trust him. But he still did not take it lightly. He did not say whether he believed the other party or not, but at least asked the whole story first.
"You know Chanado? How can you feel his breath?"
"I have two personal robes of Master Chanado, as well as a silver plate that he has used all year round, but I have never met him. Everything about the master comes from my master."
This lama’s master is called Bian Balingchang. He once practiced in the Gazha Monastery. At that time, he was a unique and unusual young man who often did some incredible things in the temple. In other words, he often got into trouble.
However, Bian Balingchang got into trouble many times, but he was never severely punished, because there was always a person in the Gazha Monastery protecting him, and this person was Chanado.
According to Bian Balingchang's age and status at the time, there was no way he could get along with Chanado, but Chanado, among the hundreds of monks in Gazha Monastery, paid special attention to and protected Bian Balingchang. He had done so more than once
As I said before, Bian Balingchang is a disciple with great enlightenment ability, which is an extremely important factor in spiritual practice.
Whenever Bian Balingqiang gets into trouble and the people below report him, Chanado will try his best to protect him. Moreover, Chanado feels a little regretful. The major monasteries of the Gelug Sect have always followed the reincarnation inheritance system. If this were not the case,
If so, Bian Balinqiang’s future achievements will surpass everyone else’s.