A red-robed lama actually said that he was the descendant of a holy shaman. If the locals heard this, they would definitely laugh. The two sects are like the relationship between the crotch of a donkey and the crotch of a horse. They are not related at all, but Xu
Qing was not familiar with both sects. He had no reason not to believe what the red-robed lama said. When caught by a powerful person, he would usually bring out someone he thought was more powerful to prop up the scene. Chinese gangsters often played this trick when they competed.
Flower work.
Xu Qing propped himself up with his right hand, glanced at the red-robed lama, and asked in a low voice: "Why did the descendant of Gada Merlin come to my room? What are you looking for?"
The red-robed lama was shocked. He gritted his teeth and remained silent. The old Hanba behind him raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head. He said coldly: "You don't care about the plum or bamboo forest. If you don't speak clearly today,
Don't even think about leaving, I have plenty of ways to fix you."
The red-robed lama gritted his teeth and glanced at the door inadvertently. He knew that he was going to be unlucky today, but he still refused to reveal the true purpose of entering the room.
Xu Qing smiled slightly and said: "Wang Chao, take him over and bring in the things outside the door. It is not good for people to see those things outside."
Wang Chao responded, holding the red-robed lama by the neck and heading towards the door. He quickly retrieved a heavy sack from the door and turned it back. The bag was tipped to the ground with the mouth of the bag facing down. Gudong dong dong - from the sack
Dozens of stone vases were rolled out, and all the answers were revealed. This descendant of the holy shaman was actually a good thief. It seemed that he had already scooped up all the stone vases in the hotel room, with only one purpose.
For the nine-eyed dzi bead hidden in the bottle.
The red-robed lama looked down at the stone vase on the ground with a sad expression. He had nothing to say after all the stolen goods were taken. He simply closed his eyes and murmured, not knowing which Bayeux scripture it was.
Xu Qing frowned and whispered: "I didn't expect that the descendant of the Holy Shaman would be a habitual thief. It seems that you are interested in the stone bottles in the room, but unfortunately, we have already paid for the bottles here.
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Hearing this, the red-robed lama suddenly raised his head, looked directly at Xu Qing, and said in a deep voice: "Are you going to go to Datuo Temple for treatment the day after tomorrow? I can exchange a secret for your freedom, and this secret is related to your illness."
"Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. He saw two points of light flashing in the clear eyes of the red-robed Lama. The red-robed Lama was willing to exchange other secrets for freedom rather than reveal the secret of the stone vase. I don't know.
How much credibility is there.
While thinking about it, Xu Qing saw Wang Chao and waved his hand again, coughed twice in a hurry, stopped his next movement with his eyes, turned his head and said to the red-robed lama: "Is it possible that Dharma King Zhuopu still has the ability to cure his illness?"
Is there any special threshold? Tell me, as long as it is truly valuable, I will let you go, and you can also take away the stone vase on the ground."
A flash of light flashed in the red-robed lama's eyes. He looked down at the stone vase on the ground and said: "It is said that Dharma King Zhuopu of Datuo Temple can heal all kinds of injuries. As long as you touch the bone beads, you will be qualified for treatment. And every two
There are only seven treatment quotas in the year, and as far as I know, at least four of them are reserved, and the secret lies in the box with the bone beads."
Xu Qing doesn't care about this. What he cares about is whether the Dharma King Zhuopu is real. Not many people have been saved in recent years, but many people have been tricked. Even the temples have unspoken rules. What else is there?
Impossible?
"It seems that you are very familiar with the situation at Datuo Temple. Tell me, is there any way to get me a treatment quota? And can the Dharma King Zhuopu really treat various injuries?" Xu Qing said straightforwardly.
The question in his mind is that if the Dharma King Zhuopu is a person who is seeking fame and reputation, he is too lazy to waste time. At worst, he will set off early tomorrow morning to find the seniors in Wangchao.
The red-robed lama hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said: "Actually... I am the lama of Datuo Temple. King Zhuopu used tantric Mahamudra to treat diseases. The cure rate for internal and external injuries is extremely high, and there is no suspense in curing diseases.
, but it is definitely not a cure-all. Its purpose is to promote the teachings of Tantric Buddhism. The secrets of getting a cure are all in the four corners of the top of the box lid. You can find bone beads from there. They are glued with tree glue.
It's easy to take off."
Wang Chao on the side sneered: "I thought there was such a compassionate bald man in the world. It turns out that these bald donkeys are also playing tricks to gain fame. I think the four reserved places were bought by someone at a big price!"
The red-robed lama nodded and said: "That's natural. Every time Dharma King Zhuopu uses Mahamudra to treat people, he spends a lot of energy. He doesn't know that the lamas in the temple will take the opportunity to make money. In addition to Mahamudra, Dharma King also practices
He has the uncanny ability to be both good and evil, and treating illnesses and saving people is his way of maintaining a peaceful state of mind."
The Dharma King Zhuopu practiced a miraculous tantric skill, and he seemed to be mentally schizophrenic. Sometimes the Dharma King was a kind and kind elder, but sometimes he turned into a sinister evil star. The red-robed lama entered the Datuo Temple.
The purpose is to find out the cycle of schizophrenia of Dharma King Dropu and some very important things, which he will not easily disclose to outsiders. It can be said that he is an undercover sent by the holy shaman to steal information.
Xu Qing asked in a low voice: "I'm not interested in knowing what miraculous skills Master Zhuopu practiced. As long as he can heal his injuries, that's fine. I don't want to interfere with other things, and I don't have the ability to interfere. You go, remember to take your things with you.
Not sending it!"
The red-robed lama stayed for a few seconds and responded quickly. He bent down to pick up the sack at a very fast speed and put the stone bottle that had fallen to the ground into the bag. After doing all this, he picked up the sack and left quickly.
It was as if he was afraid that someone would regret it.
Wang Chao moved the corner of his mouth a few times as if he had something to say, but he forced it back. He knew in his heart that the master must have his own reason for doing this.
Ta! The door to the room was closed, and Xu Qing lay down with a tired look on his face, and whispered: "You should go to sleep too, it's getting late." As soon as he finished speaking, he had already fallen into a drowsy sleep.
People who are injured or injured are prone to fatigue and drowsiness, and Xu Qing is no exception. When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. He asked Wang Chao to ask the hotel owner for a thin red string, string up the nine-eye dzi beads and wear them.
On the neck, there is a small hole at the top of this object, which is best used to thread a red rope. Hanging this thing around the neck has the effect of attracting evil and avoiding evil. He feels that wearing this thing with him is far more useful than putting it in his pocket.
practical.
After dinner, the hotel owner came over to inform the master and servant that they were preparing to leave for Datuo Temple. The transportation to the temple was ready, and they were two strong donkeys. Don't look at these things that usually wander around the city without supervision.
If you really need to walk a long distance, they are the most convenient and fastest means of transportation. It doesn't hurt to let these donkeys roam freely on weekdays.