"No, I have to remind the disciples in the palace to stay away from the donor of the sword. Don't let them all get into trouble. That will be a big trouble..." Watching Duo Ga exit in a panic
, Duoji shook his head helplessly, and immediately walked out in a panic.
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"Dong dong dong!"
Early the next morning, at three o'clock in the morning, Chen Dasheng and Xiao Dao were still sleeping soundly. A knock on the door woke them up from their sleep.
Chen Dasheng got up and opened the door. There was a young lama standing outside the door.
"Who are you?" Chen Dasheng rubbed his eyes with confusion on his face.
"Young monk Qiapei. On the second day of Phuntsok, Master Dorje asked the young monk to ask you two to go to the main hall to pay homage to the Buddha." The young lama bowed to Chen Dasheng.
"What are you talking about?" The knife appeared from behind Chen Dasheng.
"Qiapei. Cidan Phuntsok!" the young lama repeated.
"What are these names?" Even though the young lama repeated it, Xiaodao still couldn't get the general idea, "Why are you here? What is Tokar?"
"Dokar was punished by his uncle to copy scriptures, so his uncle asked me to pick you two up!" said the young lama.
The young lama said, "My uncle said that Junior Brother Doga has fallen into a demonic barrier, so he asked Doga to copy scriptures to purify his mind."
"Well!"
Chen Dasheng hesitated, then turned to look at Xiao Dao. He could guess without asking him that Duo Ga must have been deceived by Xiao Dao yesterday.
"It seems I know that old lama quite well!"
Xiaodao laughed dryly. He was just joking with Duoji yesterday to amuse him. He didn't expect that the child was so sincere and actually went to find Duoji. Isn't that asking for death?
"Two donors, please come with the young monk!" The young lama clasped his hands together, saluted the two of them, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
Chen Dasheng glared at Xiaodao and immediately followed him. Xiaodao shrugged and followed closely.
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The young lama led the two people around the palace, and finally came to a larger palace. From a distance, they saw the old lama Dorje waiting in front of the palace gate. The young lama took the two people to Dorje's side and turned around.
Even if you turn around and leave.
"Two donors, how did you sleep last night?" Dorje smiled at the two of them.
Chen Dasheng nodded and said with a smile, "I'm not bad, but some people are so hungry that they toss and turn in the middle of the night. I'm afraid they didn't sleep well."
Needless to say, the person who had it was of course Xiao Dao. This guy ate some leftovers last night and wandered around hungry in the middle of the night, waking up Chen Dasheng several times.
Xiaodao rolled his eyes at Chen Dasheng, then turned to Dorje and said, "Old Lama, did you say something to the young lama in the palace? Why do I feel like all the lamas I meet along the way are avoiding me?"
Duoji shook his head and said, "I just want them to focus on the Buddha without any distractions, and not to let external objects disturb their minds and fall into the devil's trap."
"I'm dizzy!"
Xiaodao slapped his forehead. It was obvious that Duoji must have said something to the disciples in the palace, "By the way, I heard that you asked Duoji to copy the book?"
Duoji nodded, "Doga has already entered the demonic barrier. I just want him to devote himself to the Buddha and get rid of the demonic barrier in his heart."
"What a devil!" Xiaodao rolled his eyes, "I was just joking with Duo Ga, why did he become a devil? If anything happens, just come to me. Why bother a little brat?"
"Duoga is young and young. The donor may be joking, but Duoga takes it seriously. Once a demonic obstacle arises in his heart, it will be very detrimental to his future practice. If Lao Na disciplines his disciples, the donor does not have to worry about it.
"Duoji shook his head and ignored the knife. He turned directly to Chen Dasheng and said, "Donor Chen, the Buddha of Danba is waiting in the hall. You go in first."
"Eh? What about me?" Xiaodao became anxious when he heard that Chen Dasheng was the only one responsible.
Duoji said, "Knife Donor, please be patient. I will wait for the Buddha to receive Donor Chen, and then he will receive you."
"That's okay!" After hearing Duoji's explanation, Xiaodao breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a queue, as long as he had his own share.
Chen Dasheng patted Xiao Dao's shoulder and said with a smile, "Wait slowly, I'll go in first."
Pick! The knife gave Chen Dasheng the middle finger, and he watched helplessly as Chen Dasheng went in first to meet the Buddha and receive the reward.
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Inside the palace.
The hall is not very big. There is a Buddha statue in front of it, and behind the Buddha statue is a little lama standing at the door.
"Little Master, do you know where the Buddha is?" Chen Dasheng walked in, looked around and saw no sign of the Buddha, so he asked the little lama.
The little lama turned around slowly. He had delicate features and looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. Different from the short hair of other lamas, this little lama looked more like a lay disciple, with long, flowing black hair.
"What did the donor do here?" The little lama smiled at Chen Dasheng.
"Meet Buddha Danba!" Chen Dasheng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the wise eyes of the young lama for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something, and he asked in disbelief, "Could it be that you are the one?
Damba Buddha, right?”
When he was outside the hall just now, Dorje told himself that Buddha Danba was waiting inside the hall. When he came in, he found that there was only a little lama. Dorje should not lie to him, so the child in front of him was probably the legendary Buddha Buddha Danba.
.
But this thought made Chen Dasheng feel very unbelievable. After all, the legendary Buddha Buddha Danba is over eighty years old, how could he look like a child?
The little lama smiled and nodded.
"Really?" He didn't explain it, but he admitted it. Chen Dasheng was extremely surprised and circled around the little lama twice, "You are really the Buddha of Danba, are you kidding me?"
"What? Is there something different about me?" the little lama said with a smile.
Chen Dasheng was a little funny, "Of course it doesn't look like it. Take a look for yourself. Is there any resemblance?"
"Then what does the donor think the Buddha Danba should look like?" The little lama had an unchanging smile on his face.
Chen Dasheng smiled and said, "It is said that the Buddha Buddha of Danba is already eighty-one years old. Even if he is not decrepit, he must be at least gray-haired and old, right? Look at you, you look several years younger than me.
, the difference from the Buddha I imagined is too big..."
"Hahaha!" the little lama laughed, "all the dharmas in the world have empty appearances, and the bubbles in the world of mortals are like flowers in the mirror, water and the moon. The Buddha has thousands of dharmas. Who stipulated that the Buddha Danba must be an old man?"
"Well, that makes sense, but are you sure you're not kidding?" Although what the little lama said was reasonable, Chen Dasheng still didn't believe that Buddha Danba would look like this.
The little lama just shook his head.
"You are the Buddha, why do you call yourself me?" Chen Dasheng asked doubtfully. Even Duoji said that he was a monk, so how could any Buddha call himself "I"?
"As long as you have Buddha in your heart, why do you need to care about a title?" The little lama smiled profoundly, "Donor, please sit down and talk."
"Sit? How to sit?" Chen Dasheng was stunned. There wasn't even a stool here. If he was asked to sit there, could he just sit on the ground?
Just when Chen Dasheng was puzzled, a strange scene happened. The two futons in the corner flew up without anyone touching them. As if they were being supported, they flew up to Chen Dasheng out of thin air.
It landed firmly on the ground.
Damn it, is this magic?
The little lama didn't feel anything strange and sat down directly on one of the futons. He then raised his hand to Chen Dasheng and said, "Donor, please sit down."
"oh!"
Chen Dasheng came back to his senses and sat down immediately. He vaguely believed in the identity of this little lama. He was probably the legendary Buddha Danba. The hand he just showed was enough to make Chen Dasheng marvel. Moreover,
Chen Dasheng simply couldn't understand the state of the little lama in front of him. This little lama gave him an unfathomable feeling.
"I would like to ask, how old are you this year?" As soon as he sat down, Chen Dasheng asked curiously. Since the other party said that he didn't care about the title, he didn't have to be so reserved. Moreover, facing someone who looked younger than himself
As a person, Chen Dasheng simply cannot be restrained. (To be continued.)
