When Mustache left Xia Kamba Monastery, he seemed to have completely disappeared from this world. There was no trace of him or any news about him in the vast Tibetan area.
At first, some relevant people were waiting patiently, because they knew that Mustache could not leave completely like this, and he would definitely come back at some point. Especially the pilgrims and some high-level figures in the world.
, they knew very well in their hearts that as long as Jialuorong was still in Bosiba's hands, it would be absolutely impossible for Mustache to give up.
But no one expected that the waiting time this time was beyond everyone's tolerance. The snow gradually disappeared from the ground, and the cold weather became warmer day by day. Until half a year after the mass grave incident, Tibetan areas began to glow with green.
When he was alive, there was still no news from Mustache.
Various rumors and speculations have arisen with the disappearance of the mustache. Pilgrims and high-level officials in the human world have speculated during secret meetings as to why the mustache did not appear? This is not consistent with common sense. Therefore, some people say,
Is he dead? Otherwise, he would not have shown up for so long. But in the end, this speculation was ruled out by Bosiba and the leaders of the world. They did not believe that a person like Mustache could die silently.
And during the long wait, both parties reached a consensus unanimously: they felt that the Panye jade hidden in the mass grave must have been taken away by Mustache.
Without the Panye Ancient Jade, no one would know the true whereabouts of the Holy Artifact, which is the most important part of the doomsday prophecy. All those waiting were anxious and tried every means to find the whereabouts of Mustache. They even sent
People go into the inland to look for it, but in this world, everyone is just a grain of sand. It is simply impossible to deliberately search for a grain of sand in a vast desert.
Without the whereabouts of Panye's ancient jade and Mustache, this major event that has invisibly come to an end seems to have suddenly lost its main goal. Without the ancient jade, there is no way of knowing where the real sacred weapon is, and the fight has no meaning.
This is the most helpless thing.
Some people speculate that Mustache must be hiding in a very remote place, interpreting the hidden information in Panye ancient jade. This remote place may be in a Tibetan area, or it may be in the mainland.
"The information hidden in Panye's ancient jade is probably very complicated and cannot be deciphered in a short time."
They can only use this explanation to explain why the mustache has never appeared. Behind this explanation, there is actually the hope of these people. They hope that the mustache will appear again, with complete information that has been interpreted. If the mustache
If Beard had not appeared, this major event that has spread for thousands of years would have been forced to stop forever near the end.
"It must be like this." Many people firmly believe this and continue to spread the news to each other with self-comfort.
But no one knows that the hidden information of Panye Ancient Jade and the true whereabouts of the holy artifact are no longer very attractive to Mustache. His purpose is not these.
The long wait is still going on, from the green summer to the cold winter, a whole year has passed. During this period, the world and the pilgrims were forced to hibernate again. They are not stupid, not
Will fight for no purpose.
After that, everything seemed to calm down completely, Bosiba disappeared, the black robe disappeared, and the pilgrims and members of the human world never appeared again.
Time flows quietly, taking away many traces. Some of the wounds rubbed by time seem to be slowly smoothed away during the waiting.
Sometimes, when the tall Bosiba was sitting alone, he would think about it again and again, wondering whether the mustache would come again. He had some contradictions in his heart. In his impression, many of his predecessors had been there all their lives.
Struggle for the sacred goal of the pilgrims, generation after generation, never-ending. He really wants everything to end with him. This is the supreme glory for every pilgrim.
He hoped that the mustache would appear, but he had a vague premonition that when the mustache appeared again, it would bring a huge disaster. Bosiba was a very wise man, but his identity destined him to be in a certain period of time.
He had to abandon his own reason. Faced with this disaster that could come at any time, all he could do was wait. He had no room to escape.
When he thought of this, Bosiba turned his attention to the side. The quiet Tibetan girl was sitting not far from him. Bosiba had met countless people, but he seemed a little unable to understand this girl.
Jia Luorong seems to be a little resigned. Since she was captured, she has not resisted. No matter what time, she is very quiet, sitting quietly, and walking quietly. She seems to have surrendered to everything, and
Fate succumbed, but only Bosiba knew that even if this girl was sitting in a secret room without any gaps, she would keep gazing, as if her eyes could penetrate the wall and see far away.
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At first, Bosiba didn't know why Jialuorong was like this, but after a long time, he finally understood that this quiet and delicate girl had never given in, but her way of fighting was different from others. She just
Use her eyes to express all emotions. There is a firm belief and desire in her eyes.
She longed to see the man who was gradually losing weight but was still strong, and she also firmly believed that he would definitely come.
The Gesang flowers bloomed and faded, and the glazed grass grew green and yellow. Two years passed by like a breeze. In another three or four months, it will be the third year that Mustache came to the Tibetan area.
Everything was as peaceful as it had been in the past two years. When the snow melted, the two people quietly came to Bangor. They did not stop anywhere else, and headed northwest. Here, there was a Gelug sect temple.
Gaza Temple.
When they first arrived at the Gaza Temple, the two of them were a little surprised, because something seemed not quite right in the Gaza Temple at the moment. This temple is usually very popular, and there are believers and people from the mainland at any time throughout the year.
Tourists. But today, Gazha Temple does not seem to welcome believers and tourists. Although many people still come here, they are all blocked from the temple. There are temples at regular intervals around the perimeter of Gazha Temple.
The monks inside are like a cordon, not allowing anyone to approach the Gazha Temple.
The two people were also blocked outside and looked at each other. Among the people outside the temple, the local believers were kneeling in place, the older believers sat cross-legged on the ground, shaking the prayer wheels, and the tourists from out of town
While watching, some people wanted to take pictures with cameras, but they were immediately stopped after being discovered.
Without asking any more questions, the two of them knew that something must have happened in the temple. Looking at this scene, they must not be able to enter the temple. But one of them was a little unwilling to give up, so he pulled the other person around and walked around.
Chatting with the monk guarding the temple in a place with few people.
"Hello, Master, I want to burn incense." This man clasped his hands together in an upright manner and spoke to the monk.
"No." The monk shook his head: "No one can go in at this time."
"Please be accommodating. I am very religious. My home is more than 10,000 miles away from here. I came here on a bicycle. I burned incense and left." The man begged persistently.
The monk looked at the man in front of him and was speechless. This man was in his thirties and had a beard. It could be seen that he was trying his best to look more serious and solemn, but he had the innate
Nothing could be done to hide his expression. He clasped his hands together and talked to the monk, but he still couldn't help but pick his nose.
The monk kept refusing. Something big happened in the temple, and he couldn't let anyone in. This man kept pestering him for a long time, and when he saw that he really couldn't tolerate it, he started to inquire about what happened in the temple.
"Go back and come back another day. Today is really not possible." The monk said, "There is something going on here, and the gods and Buddhas in the temple are visited every day, so they will also be tired."
"I can give you more money for the incense. Three hundred and five hundred is nothing. Please be accommodating and let Buddha work overtime today. I will burn the incense and leave."
The monk couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head like a rattle. After that, he told the man that Rinpoche the Living Buddha had passed away.
"Hang up?!" This person blurted out. As soon as the words came out, he felt very inappropriate. He hurriedly covered his mouth, stepped back, and looked at his companions behind him.
After the death of living Buddhas in Tibetan areas, there is usually a grand funeral. The funeral is solemn and no one is allowed to disturb. The two people just look at each other and know that their trip must have been in vain. According to the Gazha Monastery
Due to the size and status of Rinpoche’s living Buddha, after his death, he will definitely be buried in a pagoda.
There are roughly three types of pagoda burials after the death of the living Buddha. The funeral regulations for Rinpoche Rinpoche should be the gray pagoda burial, that is, the body is cremated, the ashes and relics are collected, and put into a small pagoda made of gold and silver.
The two of them stopped lingering and left immediately. After walking far away, the man with his beard picked his nose and asked the person next to him: "Xiao Xiang, what do you think?"
"He passed away at the right time." The man narrowed his eyes.
The mustache appeared, more than two years later. He was still so thin, but he had an even more restrained aura, as if he had kept all his emotions and spirit within his body, without leaking any of it.
He cast his last glance at the already blurry Gaza Monastery behind him. Rinpoche has passed away? This is nothing. The mustache doesn't care either.
Because he knew in his heart that after a long hibernation, after he reappeared, both the dead and the living would face an end, a complete end.
The two people walked all the way and stopped far away from the Gaza Temple. When facing a seemingly endless wilderness and mountains, the emotions that Mustache had been pent up for a long time finally erupted like a volcano.
His chest vibrated against Changtian, and the whistling sound seemed to rise into the sky.