The plane landed at the airport. I looked out through the porthole window and felt a little disappointed. Because I always thought that I must at least arrive in Lhasa first, but I actually changed the plane twice and landed not at Lhasa Airport but at Micheng Airport. What are we doing here?
Woolen cloth?
Qiu Yue and I got off the plane, and Brother Gang was waiting outside to pick him up. I was a little excited when I saw Brother Gang, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. I walked forward quickly, stretched out my hand and held his big, soft hands tightly.
Shaking, he said: "Hello, Brother Gang. It's been a long time, how are you?"
Brother Gang nodded and said: "I'm okay, it's just that some people don't want to make me feel comfortable and are always making small moves."
A trace of gloom crossed Brother Gang's face. Qiu Yue pulled me and said, "Let's get in the car first. We'll discuss it in detail when we get to the place. Why don't you take your one hundred thousand for now?"
I glanced at her and then turned to look at Brother Gang. Brother Gang spread his hands and said, "Okay, let's get in the car first. You will understand the place when we get there. It's not convenient to talk here."
So, I followed them and walked to the parking lot with luggage of all sizes in my hands. The red Wrangler was waiting there like a loyal old friend. Brother Gang sat in the driver's seat, and Qiu Yue sat down.
The co-pilot ordered: "Hurry up, we are still in a hurry."
I agreed in a muffled voice, opened the back door, threw my luggage up hard, and then got in the car. The Wrangler drove away from the airport, raising dust and smoke along the way. I looked at the scenery outside the window, wondering if Jason and the others had also passed.
Got home.
After we received the call from Brother Gang, I originally wanted to invite Jason and the others to come together. But Linda received a call from Susan, saying that she seemed to be opening a clinic there recently and asked Linda to go back and help. So,
Linda returned to the United States. Qiu Yue told Jason and Chiyoko that our club had tasks to go out, so we could no longer entertain them. Jason understood immediately, so he didn't stay any longer and returned directly to Australia.
.
Chiyoko also understands what Qiu Yue means, and also understands the rules of the brokerage industry: once a certain club has a task, if there is no previous cooperation agreement, members of other clubs must avoid it to ensure the strength between the clubs.
The family background is not controlled by other associations. To put it bluntly, associations must be wary of each other, because mergers and acquisitions between associations often happen.
But Chiyoko is pampered at home and never thinks about any rules. Her biggest rule is to be happy. Chiyoko said to Qiu Yue: "Of course I understand the rules. I plan not to go home and play for a few more days. But, what if
It will be a coincidence that we meet again in the same place in the future, so don't just pretend that you don't know me."
This clearly means she wants to follow us, even though she doesn't know where we are going yet.
Qiu Yue sneered and said: "Haha, the world is very big, it can't be such a coincidence. Miss Chiyoko, you are worrying too much. Moreover, if we are disturbed during the mission, what will we do according to the rules? You should be thinking
clear."
But Chiyoko didn't seem to hear Qiu Yue's words, so she waved her hand and walked out of the teahouse.
Thinking of this, I laughed out loud. I didn't expect that there are people who give Qiu Yue a headache. Qiu Yue later turned to look at me and said, "What good things are you thinking about there?" She laughed out loud. This time we are
Those who are on a mission, don’t be confused!”
I hugged her fists and said: "Cha——"
The innocent blue of the plateau area, the white clouds seem to be within reach, and the air without haze is so fresh.
I looked back at the flying saucer-shaped airport terminal. I really didn't expect that the airport in a simple Tibetan area would be so advanced in design. It's not too far from the county seat, about fifty kilometers away, and this is a place called a seamount.
While driving, Brother Gang introduced us to the geographical environment here, saying that the scenery here is comparable to Shangri-La and is known as the last pure land on the blue planet.
I admired the scenery along the way. What Brother Gang said was true. The distant mountains were dotted with colorful woods. Under the huge ice and snow umbrella on the top of the mountain, the clear river at the foot of the mountain meandered under the cover of red shrubs.
OK. The clouds are like gauze, wrapped around the white-capped mountains, and the scenery is beautiful for a while.
"It's so beautiful!" I couldn't help but exclaim, "I thought this place was just a wasteland."
Brother Gang smiled and said: "I'm right, enjoy it. Let's go to the place to discuss the mission in detail. I'll take you to meet someone first."
The car entered the county town. On the narrow streets, the sturdy Wrangler followed the soothing rhythm here and moved quietly, for fear of disturbing the peaceful sky here.
This is a typical two-story Tibetan-style house - a small building made of gray and light yellow bricks in an L shape. The second floor is slightly smaller than the first floor, and the extra roof on the first floor naturally becomes a terrace.
Above the windows and doors, there are inverted trapezoidal dark brown decorative wooden frames extending from the bottom to the outside.
A little boy in traditional Tibetan clothing, holding a white hada in both hands, was standing at the door and looking this way. When he saw our car stopped, he moved forward a few steps, then stopped, with a dark face.
There was some shyness and hesitation on his face. After seeing us get off the bus, he walked up to us quickly and presented Hada to us.
I didn't know the etiquette of the Tibetan people, so I had to follow Brother Gang's example, accept the little boy's hada and say: "Tashi Delek."
As soon as he finished offering hada, the little boy turned around and ran into the house. Brother Gang looked at his back and said, "This is Duoji, a good boy."
Duoji ran and shouted something. Someone inside agreed and saw a man wearing white layman's clothes walking out.
I suddenly felt an indescribable aura surrounding me, a peaceful and determined frequency field. Although I have not seen many people, I am sure that the frequency field of the person in front of me is unique.
Brother Gang stepped forward and saluted: "Hello, sir. I have brought them here, Qin Qiuyue and Wan Xingli."
Then, Brother Gang turned his head and introduced Qiu Yue and me: "This is the layman Vimalakirti, please call me sir."
Qiu Yue and I also followed Brother Gang's example and saluted: "Hello, sir."
Vimalakirti smiled and stretched out his hands, gently stopped us, and said: "We are all members of our family. You are welcome. Come and come into the room to talk. Dorje, please serve butter tea."
We sat down separately as guest and host, and I tasted the butter tea served by Pinduoji. It was quite delicious. However, I thought to myself: Vimalakirti? Isn't this a famous layman in ancient times? The person in front of me borrowed the name of the ancients.
Or...? No, I think it's unlikely.
Vimalakīrti across from me smiled, looked at me and said, "You are right, I am Vimalakīrti at all, and I have always been the same Vimalakīrti. It is definitely not a borrowed name." After that, he still looked at me with a smile.
He looked at me and kept nodding.
Although I am not surprised that he can guess my thoughts, I am still a little surprised. Because this is the first person after Mr. Qin who has guessed what I am thinking.
I blushed slightly and said, "Sir, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be disrespectful, I just think your name is a bit familiar."
"Sir's name is of course very famous. You are a young boy, what are you thinking about?" Qiu Yue scolded me.
But I knew that her purpose was not to let me offend this person. So, she used the opportunity to scold me to flatter me. I guess this was also the first time she had seen this person.
Of course Vimalakīrti saw through Qiu Yue’s little plan. But he didn’t reveal it, and continued to say to me: “The Vimalakīrī you know is me. I am the Vimalakīrti, the unique Vimalakīrti.”
I opened my eyes wide and looked at the person in front of me. I was really surprised this time, and I couldn't help but start thinking: No way? If so, how old is the person in front of me? It seems that he is at most
He looked like he was in his 50s. It couldn't be that he bumped into a demon... I didn't dare to think about it anymore, because the Vimalakīrti in front of me obviously already knew what I was thinking.
He folded his hands on the desk and couldn't help but laugh: "Little brother, you really think too much this time. I am not a thousand-year-old goblin, hahaha." Brother Gang and Qiu Yue looked at me differently. Qiu Yue
He tugged at me with his hand, looking worried.
I am not that nervous. On the contrary, I am more interested in the fact that since the person in front of me is not a thousand-year-old demon, but he claims to be the real Vimalakīrti, the reasons are intriguing enough.
Tibetan areas are already a mysterious place for me, and now that I have such a person with an even more mysterious life experience, I am even more looking forward to and interested in this trip to Tibetan areas.