I believe everyone knows Du Niang's temperament. Some of her answers to questions are reliable and some are nonsense. After the search results came out, Ximen Lang and Mei Mei looked over with hope.
Answer one: Master Yideng’s younger brother, Monk Hu from Tianzhu, learned Sanskrit and came from The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
The second answer is that after Tang Monk went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, he mastered this foreign language...
The third answer is probably Sister Feng. She has read a lot of books since she was a child and has a profound knowledge that no one can match in a thousand years. Sanskrit is of course trivial, and Martian literature cannot be a problem for her...
I thought, what is this? It’s a mess! Ximen Lang scratched his head angrily. Today’s society is really full of pranks and there is nothing serious about it.
"Brother, it seems that many people can speak Sanskrit?" Rose asked curiously. She came from the ancient tomb of the Ghost Sect. Compared with ordinary people, she seems to be ignorant. She has never read Master Jin Yong's book or Journey to the West.
I don’t even know about Internet celebrities, so I believe it to be true.
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "Silly sister, these are just for fun, they don't count. Let's look at it later." He kept turning the pages, and when he reached the third page, his eyes lit up and he found the answer he was looking for.
It was a news report from two years ago, which introduced the Tibetan living Buddha Dar Gyatso in detail, saying that he was not only proficient in Buddhism, but also studied the nearly lost Sanskrit...
Patting his thighs in excitement, Ximen Lang said excitedly: "We found it. The living Buddha in Tibet understands Sanskrit. That's great. Let's just go find him."
Rose's face also showed joy, "Really? I didn't expect that someone actually understands such strange words."
"He is a living Buddha, so of course he is different. Little sister, go to bed early. We will fly to Xizang tomorrow to start our treasure hunting journey. I will go back first."
Rose nodded, "I hope we can find the treasure smoothly. Brother, please go to sleep too."
"OK."
Ximen Lang returned to the next room, took off his clothes and went to bed, covered himself with a quilt and prepared to sleep. However, the graceful figure of Rose appeared in his mind. That charming face and graceful curves were always swaying in front of his eyes, making him unable to sleep.
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To be honest, Rose's beauty is not inferior to that of any woman, and her whole body exudes softness. She is definitely a girl that makes men crazy. Unfortunately, she is a transgender after all.
However, it is said that transgender people can also live a married life. There are reports on this aspect on the Internet, but I don’t know how it is different from ordinary women...
Ximenlang was thinking wildly, and before he knew it, a phantom appeared in his mind. A naked rose appeared next to him, hugging him tightly, and the two fell in love together...
With a start, Ximen Lang woke up suddenly, with a look of panic on his face, and shook his head hastily, "No, it can't be like this..." He started doing it quickly, with cold sweat on his face. He vaguely felt that he had fallen in love with him and was passionate about him.
Rose, but what makes people confused is that after all, she is not a natural girl, so what should I do?
After pondering for a moment, Ximen Lang sighed and said to himself: "Don't think too much, wouldn't it be nice for two people to be brothers and sisters?" Since he couldn't sleep, he sat cross-legged on the bed to practice his internal skills...
The next day, Ximenlang and Meigui packed their bags and took a flight to Laca, preparing to crack the mystery of the Ghost Sect's token, find the treasure, and practice peerless martial arts.
Xizang has been a magical land for a long time. The sky here is bluer, the clouds are whiter, and the harsh natural environment has created rough and bold people.
On the streets of Lacha, you can see majestic men with Tibetan knives on their waists everywhere. They wear national costumes and have greasy cuffs. It is said that people here like meat, especially beef and mutton. After eating, their mouths will naturally be stained with a lot of oil.
, no need to wipe it with anything else, just raise your arm and rub it with the cuff a few times. Whose cuff is greasier, it means that person lives a prosperous life and often eats meat, which will become a status symbol and make people envious.
As for the authentic Tibetan women, they are tall and plump, with long hair braided into big braids. They usually have big faces and their skin is slightly rough due to wind and frost erosion. There are many beauties among them. They wear gorgeous national costumes and are decorated with red coral.
, amber, turquoise and other jewelry.
In addition, the most common ones are lamas. Their strong bodies are covered with red robes, revealing a strong arm, and they are very respected by Tibetans.
Ximenlang and Meigui walked slowly on the street with their bags on their backs. They looked at the scenery around them with interest. They found that there were many blond and blue-eyed foreigners among the pedestrians who took pictures with their cameras from time to time. They thought, it seems that Lachao
It has already become famous. The altitude here is very high, and altitude sickness can occur. Fortunately, the two of them have profound internal skills, so they don't mind it.
There are Tibetans setting up street stalls on both sides of the street. They directly spread a piece of blue cloth and display items one by one on it. Among them are curved yak horns, shiny copper pots, prayer wheels of different sizes, etc., attracting foreign tourists.
Stop and watch.
Ximen Lang glanced at these people and saw that there was no one in front of the stall of an old man in ragged clothes, so he walked over with roses.
The old man was unkempt, and the items he sold were not only rare in variety, but also shoddily made. No wonder no one cared about him. When he saw someone coming, he hurriedly said in blunt Chinese: "Look, I have everything here, and the prices are also good."
It’s not expensive, just give it a little money and sell it.”
Those messy things couldn't attract their attention at all. Ximen Lang smiled and said: "Uncle, we don't want to buy anything. We want to find a place. If you can take us there, I will pay you."
The old man seemed not to understand the meaning of reward, and asked directly: "Where do you want to go, can I take you there and give you the money?"
"Given the money, we are going to Tianzhao Temple." Ximenlang thought to himself, Tibetans are indeed outspoken.
The old man asked again: "How much will it cost?"
Ximenlang took out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan and handed it over, asking: "Are these okay?"
The old man's face showed joy, he hurriedly took it, and said excitedly: "Deal." He stuffed the banknotes into his arms, quickly wrapped up the items for sale, tied them in a knot, and carried them on his back, saying: "You guys follow
Let me do it."
The two of them followed the old man forward, walked about four to five hundred meters, then turned right. Half an hour later, they came to the dirt road, and from time to time they met Tibetans passing by with their sheep.
Ximen Lang took this opportunity and asked tentatively: "Uncle, do you know the Living Buddha Dal Gyatso?"
The old man responded, "Of course I know, that is the largest living Buddha in Tibet, the sun in the hearts of our Tibetans..." Obviously, he loved the other party very much, but sadness also flashed on his face. He sighed and said: "Good people have many hardships, but living Buddhas are like this."