Feng Yi was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Master Mao, I just heard Da Chu and Xiao Hai say that you met several people from Qing Province before, and now there are lamas coming from the Potala Palace and they want to preach Buddhism here...
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They are all from the northwest, don’t you think there’s something fishy about them?”
"This should be nothing, right?"
Mao Xiaofang frowned, he really didn't think about it.
"First, a strange bird appeared, then there were three strange people from Qing Province, and a group of lamas who preached Buddhism gathered in our Gantian Town. Don't you think it is somewhat similar to the former Commander Chen and the previous Lei Gang?"
Mao Xiaofang suddenly woke up: "You mean, there are still treasures in Gantian Town?"
"Maybe it has nothing to do with the treasure, but it's very likely that it's more important than the treasure!"
The more Feng Yi thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and said with a firm tone.
"Daozhang Feng, these are all coincidences, I'm afraid you are overthinking it."
Xiao Hai was rescued by the lamas and was so grateful that he couldn't help but explain to them.
"I hope so……"
Feng Yi still couldn't let go.
They didn't know that an old lama was slowly walking towards the place where the fight had just taken place.
The old lama looked at the collapsed altar and the charred dead trees, frowning, and saw a few bloody feathers on the ground. He took two steps quickly, picked up the feathers and looked at them carefully, with a look of compassion on his face: "The soul boy appeared, and the world was different.
After the change, I'm afraid there will be a river of blood..."
While he was speaking, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, which reflected his mottled and dark face, which was very frightening.
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As Atisha said, they are really here to promote Buddhism.
If an organization wants to establish itself in another place as quickly as possible, the easiest way is to throw money.
They built a Buddhist temple called Wanying Hall, which means that all requests are answered.
He also continued to send rice and noodles, subsidized various daily necessities to the villagers, repaired roads and bridges, and was very enthusiastic. Everyone saw this one after another, and everyone praised him.
However, they did not try their best to promote themselves like Lei Gang. They were very low-key, which made Feng Yi a little confused about the other party's purpose. Mao Xiaofang's teasing about Feng Yi was definitely overthinking. They are really a group of virtuous lamas.
To be honest, even Feng Yi felt that he was suspicious.
A long period of time passed, and nothing strange happened. Feng Yi shook his head helplessly, but he had no intention of leaving, because he always had a bad feeling in his heart, and was ready to stand by and wait for things to develop.
A month later, Atisha and his Wanying Hall established themselves in Gantian Town and gained a good reputation.
On this day, Atisha took the initiative to meet with the largest leader in Gantian Town, Song Zilong's father, Song Xueliang.
"Hello, masters, please sit down."
Song Xueliang had a smile on his face, and Song Zilong also had a gentle light in his eyes, welcoming Atisha and his junior brother very much.
"Infinite Life Buddha."
The two of them called each other Buddha's name and sat opposite Song Xueliang.
"I wonder what the two masters are doing?"
Song Zilong asked proactively.
"Two donors, we have been in Gantian Town for a while. We came with the purpose of promoting Buddhism, and we also received warm hospitality from the villagers.
So, we want to do something for them."
Atisha explained with a smile.
"But you have always been doing it. Whether it is building bridges and roads or making rice and noodles, we see it all and are very grateful."
Song Zilong said.
“We heard that most people in Gantian Town are illiterate. Although some people have done it before, it was never formal and difficult to popularize.
In order to help more people learn and read, we want to build a school."
Song Xueliang frowned slightly: "Run a school?"
"Yes, we have seen that there are no private schools or schools in Gantian Town. If children want to study, they have to go outside the town. It is too hard."
Atisha explained.
"Yes, because our town is not very big, the higher-ups have not considered building a school here."
Song Zilong nodded.
"So we want to open a school as soon as possible to facilitate the villagers."
Atisha's junior brother added with a smile.
"Well, that's a good thing, there's absolutely no problem."
Running a school is not easy. Money is one thing, and teachers are another. They all cost money.
Gantian Town is not large in size, and the number of children is not very large. If the government runs a school, it always feels a bit extravagant. Now it is natural for these kind-hearted lamas to want to set up a school.
"But we have something to ask the director."
"What's up?"
"I want to borrow the ancestral hall!"
"Borrowing the ancestral hall?"
"Yes, if you study in the open air, firstly, you will be affected by the weather, and secondly, it will slow down the children's learning progress. The ancestral hall in our town is a place where ancestors are worshiped. They are protected by our ancestors, and no one will come to make trouble. Naturally,
It’s the most suitable.”
Atisha said with a smile.
"We cannot make the final decision regarding the use of the ancestral hall at the moment. We must discuss it with everyone before we can give you an answer."
Song Zilong is happy to see this matter come to fruition and has a relatively positive attitude.
"I also understand this, so I ask you two to seek the opinions of the people in the countryside."
"No problem, as soon as there is news, we will notify the two masters as soon as possible."
"That's great. I won't disturb you anymore. Let's take our leave first."
After Atisha and the others left, Song Zilong turned around and said, "Dad, this is a good thing."
"Yes, everyone has seen what they did. They are indeed well-intentioned, and building a school will bring no harm at all. So when we discuss with the villagers, we must speak more to them."
Song Xueliang said with approval.
"Don't worry, Dad, this is a new era, everyone is open-minded, there will be no problem."
Song Zilong is full of confidence.
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"Master Mao, Daochang Feng, fellow villagers and elders, I invite you all to come over today. I have something to discuss with you.
Those lamas want to use our ancestral hall to build schools, what do you think?"
The next day, the Song family and his son notified some of the more important people in the town to come to the ancestral hall and speak straight to the point.
Feng Yi has done a lot for Gantian Town, so he is naturally among those invited.
"Reaching a school in the ancestral hall?"
When Feng Yi heard this, his eyebrows tightened and he lowered his head in thought.
If you really want to set up a school, there are many suitable places in Gantian Town. Why did the group of lamas choose this place by name?
Also, what is the purpose of building the school? Are they really well-intentioned to teach children how to read and write?
Feng Yi felt that these lamas were not that simple.
The many good deeds they had done before, which everyone praised and some feared, were all paving the way for them to take root in Gantian Town. I am afraid that running a school was their most important purpose.
When you set up a school, you naturally enroll children.
Could it be said that the purpose of their trip is related to their children?
By the way, choose the ancestral hall, the place where the villagers respect and be most careful. No one dares to disturb it, for fear that it is what they want to do and they don't dare to let everyone know about it!
