The old man's name is "Ke Kebal", which seems a bit strange even among Tibetans. However, although he has lived for more than seventy years and is almost covered in loess from the neck down, he has not traveled very far and his steps are only a few steps.
It is limited to a few dozen miles around the town. The old man said that in fact, people in his town rarely went out before. It is a semi-closed town and knows little about the outside situation. It is because more and more talents have gone out in recent years.
Well, the hotels, restaurants, canteens, etc. here are all learned from outside. Therefore, he was not very clear about the questions I asked him.
I feel a little disappointed. If we want to avoid detours and go safer, it is very important to find a guide who is familiar with the road conditions, but the current situation does not seem to meet our requirements.
Just when I felt that I was in some trouble, the old man told me another piece of news. If we could invite the living Buddha here, he might be able to help us. The living Buddha they mentioned should be the lama in the ruined temple at the entrance of the town. I asked
After a while, I realized that the lama had traveled to far away places when he was young, and he was not an aboriginal here. He came here decades ago, and no one knew where he came from. These days
He has been living in that temple for ten years. He seems to go out for more than a month every year. No one knows what he is doing. In short, he is probably the most knowledgeable person in this place.
I followed his instructions and went to the dilapidated temple at the entrance of the town. This temple had two entrances. The gatehouse in front was dilapidated and the red paint on the door was mottled. It looked shaky as if it would collapse if I pushed it casually.
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The door was not bolted from the inside. When you push it open, you will see a small courtyard and the treasure hall inside. It seems that the old lama here is a fastidious person. Although the house is dilapidated, it is clean and tidy. The door of the treasure hall is not closed.
You can clearly see that the Buddha statue inside has been wiped spotless. Although the golden body of the Buddha statue is also very mottled, the incense table, Buddhist altar and other objects are still in good condition. It is obvious that people have taken careful care of it for a long time.
well.
I entered the palace, looked around, and saw no one, so I called out twice, but got no response. Could it be that someone had gone out? I felt a little disappointed, and just as I was about to go back, an old voice came from behind. "Immeasurable Life Buddha
, what does the donor do for you?"
As soon as I turned around, I saw a short figure, wearing a red lama suit and a Buddha cap on his head. His figure and face were thin, the skin on his face was covered with grooves, but his eyes were bright and clear. He didn't look like a human being.
An old man in his seventies.
What caught my attention was not his person, but his accent, which was a standard Beijing accent. Could it be that this old lama was originally from Beijing?
But these conjectures can only be kept in my mind, so I explained my intention. The old lama's concentration was extraordinary. From the moment I saw what he looked like to the last time, he looked the same, his eyes, and his face did not change at all. "What did the donor say?
?" the old lama said, clasping his hands and bowing to the Lord Buddha, then he sat on the futon in front of the Buddha altar and closed his eyes gently.
"We traveled there and heard that the scenery there is very good. We want to go and have a look."
"Why should the donor hide it from me? I am an outsider. People only do what they ask for. In this cruel and cold place, the donor does not look like a person who likes to work tirelessly."
"To find someone." I said I could only tell the truth.
"That must be someone very important to you."
"Yes, he is my grandfather. In fact, I am not sure whether he is in that place. I can only try my luck. If I am alone, I am not afraid of fatigue and do not need to trouble the master, but this time I am not familiar with the person I am traveling with.
There are so many. For their safety, we need to find the safest way, and I hope the master can guide us."
"The donor has a kind heart, and the Buddha will bless you. However, the walls there are thousands of feet high, and the sea of ice seals the sky. People are as light as dust. It is not easy to find someone. Human destiny is determined by fate, the cycle of cause and effect, and the truth is free. In the future, because of
Today's results, everything must have a cause, so there must be an effect, and the effect is caused by the cause. The person you are looking for must have his cause and effect. All of this has already been determined. If you can just follow the fate, why should you be persistent?"
"Although it is said that the laws of nature are cyclical, people speak lightly, and cause and effect are determined early, I do not seek cause and effect, only understanding. They say that it is rare to be confused in life, but I feel that life is short, and everything needs to be understood. Just like you, master, living here in seclusion
Seeking the way to transcendence, what is life, what is death, what is cause and effect, and what is retribution? Aren’t you also searching for the clarity in this?”
"The benefactor is very wise and the old monk admires him. May I ask what the benefactor's last name is?"
"Oh, my disciple's surname is Wang."
The old lama lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head to look at the sky outside. Finally, he nodded slightly and said, "In this case, I promise you, old monk!"
"Thank you, Master." I was overjoyed. Seeing the old lama's calm and calm look, I thought he had a good grasp of the nearby terrain. If he had guided the way, there would not be too many dangers and difficulties along the way.
"No need to thank you. In fact, the old monk should thank the benefactor." The old lama said with a smile on his lips, "The old monk has been practicing here for fifty years. What he is looking for is not the way to transcendence, but to atone for his sins. No.
I pray for the unity of heaven and man, but I also want my heart to be free from dirt, worries, and worldly dust, and my heart should be pure. Abi hell was opened for me only because of my half-life karmic obstacles. If I can achieve a pure and free body, I will be free from disasters in reincarnation for all the generations."
After staying in the town for one day, we hit the road the next day. The old monk's surname was Li. He only had a small cloth bag. Apart from a few clothes, he only had the things the monk used for fasting. Although he looked very old,
But his actions are very nimble, even better than those of us young people. This is mostly because he has already been accustomed to the life here and has been used to traveling far away, so these are not very difficult for him.
The further north we go, the more mountains and rivers there are and the more difficult the road is. The old lama seems to be very familiar with the terrain here. Where there seems to be no road, we can easily find the way out with just a casual pointer from him. This makes it very easy for us to find a way out.
I secretly rejoiced that I had invited the old lama, otherwise we might have had to take many detours and even encounter danger.
There is a canyon in front, and some snow-capped mountains can be seen in the distance. The air here is already very cold, everyone is wearing thick clothes, only the old lama is still wearing thin clothes, and he looks a little depressed.