After hearing this, I felt reassured, but felt something was wrong, so I quickly said, "Why didn't you take the initiative to contact me and inform me of the result?"
Nangong Yun hesitated for a while and said that it was your second uncle who told you. In addition, your second uncle asked me to tell you something. Don't get involved in his affairs in the future. You are the only one in the Lin family, and he is most afraid of it.
Something happened to you, so we have to cut off all contact with you. In addition, you will never set foot in the imperial capital in this life, do you understand?
Putting down the phone, I couldn't calm down. I thought to myself, what's wrong? How could there be such a scrambled second daddy? He must be hiding something from me. If he doesn't tell me, then I'll check it out myself!
Immediately, I made a decision to leave early tomorrow morning and head to Tibet!
That night, I informed Chen Xuanyi and Feng Li of this decision, and both of them agreed.
Feng Li said something that I quite agreed with, "I may have done this out of love for the younger generations, but we, the younger generations, should always have our own ideas. We can't live forever.
If you are a lazy donkey and are led by your ancestors' plans. If you don't investigate this matter clearly, will Lin Feng be confused all his life and remain a confused man until he grows old and dies?"
I am very grateful to Feng Li for his words, which gave me the motivation to move forward in life.
The next day, I went to the nearest ticket office to inquire about air tickets to Tibet, and I learned that there had been a snowstorm there recently, and all flights had been delayed. Chen Xuan had always had a lot of resentment about flying, so
He tugged on my sleeve and said that the northwest is not too far from the Tibetan border anyway, why not rent a car and drive there ourselves?
I agreed, but Feng Li also had itchy hands and said he wanted to buy a car to practice his skills.
With the money to buy the car, thanks to Huang Guowei's sponsorship, we went to see the car in the morning, and that afternoon we drove a second-hand Toyota Overlord and headed west along the on-board navigation, crossing the vast Gobi Desert and heading towards the plateau.
I had calculated the route before setting off. It was less than a thousand kilometers to the Tibetan border. Feng Li and I took turns driving, and we should be able to reach the Tibetan border in less than a day and a night.
As a result, in the middle of the car, Chen Xuanyi's hair dropped, indicating that his hands were itchy and he wanted to give it a try.
Anyway, it was no man's land. Feng Li and I agreed as soon as we put it together, and then there was a tragic car accident, and the car flew eight feet away.
The car crashed but no one was killed. I sat on the scrapped hood and doubted my life. Feng Li was so angry that he cursed all the way. Chen Xuanyi ran back with the wheel on his shoulders and asked if Feng Li and I could fix it? I had the guts to fix it.
The urge to put it under the wheel and rub it hard.
I had no choice but to continue walking.
Fortunately, the Tibetan border borders the northwest. After walking for three days, we arrived at a corner of the border fortress on the Tibetan border. There was no majesty and pride like "the stars follow the vast plains, and the moon surges along the river". Instead, there were only the scoldings of Feng Li and I along the way.
Three days of asceticism in the Gobi desert is a torture for most travelers. Fortunately, my buddy's foundation is pretty good, so it's not too difficult for the ascetics to sleep in the open air. Only then did we find it before sunset on the third day.
A kind of family.
Zangbian is a magical place. The altitude here is very high. The air is pure and fresh. There is no hot wind and sand in the desert. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It is a small fortress on the border. Everyone is pious and simple. Walking on the road, you can see the film by chance.
There are many flocks of cattle and sheep, and there are many people worshiping, creating a holy atmosphere.
Chen Xuanyi told me that all the people in Tibet believe in Buddhism and are extremely devout, saying that their respect for gods and Buddhas is even greater than that of small countries in Southeast Asia.
Of course, although both places believe in Buddhism, their emphasis is different.
The Buddhism practiced by small countries in Southeast Asia is Hinayana Buddhism, which focuses on personal practice. These Hinayana teachings are relatively selfish, so many black shamans and monks who are obsessed with profit and use any means to achieve their goals have been born.
However, the teachings that Tibet believes in belong to the Zen sect of the Mahayana sect. They have different emphases from the Central Plains Buddhism, but they both have a compassionate heart.
This is true. On the way to the Tibetan border town, we were fortunate enough to meet extremely ascetic monks. They were ragged, unkempt, and had no glamor of Central Plains Buddhism. Some of them only had dark and skinny bodies, and a heart.
The pure and perfect Buddha mind.
Dealing with this kind of people will give people a sense of sanctity that can cleanse the soul of impurities. I highly admire these Tibetan practitioners, but I only get a sneer from Feng Li.
He said, "There is black and white in this world. How can there be any pure holy land for cultivating Buddhism? These Tibetan lamas are not as simple as you think. Since ancient times, there has been a dispute between 'yellow and black' on the Tibetan border, and the two sects are fighting against each other."
Opposition and mutual hatred are regarded as big enemies. When you go deep into it for a long time, you will naturally understand."
I was quite surprised and asked Feng Li how he knew these Zangbian secrets. Chen Xuan shook his head and interjected, "Actually, this is not a secret. Zangbian Zen Buddhism has always been divided into two sects: black and yellow.
It currently occupies a dominant position and is based in the Potala Palace, while the Black Sect is a group of mysterious people who act strangely and do not follow moral principles and etiquette. They are no different from the Zoroastrian Cult that poisoned the northwest."
I suddenly realized that there is such a thing, and I really learned a lot today.
Immediately, Feng Li added, "The purpose of our trip to Tibet this time is to visit Master Tongshan of Baiyun Temple. As for the grievances between other Zen sects, it has nothing to do with us. Lin Feng, you have to accept it.
Temper, don't do anything to get ahead when you go, so as not to get involved in the grievances within the Zen sect, and then you will be left with nothing to eat."
I gave a wry smile, saying I looked like a troublemaker?
Unexpectedly, the two idiots stopped at the same time and nodded in unison, saying they looked alike!
Okay, I admit that I am unlucky, and I will get into trouble no matter where I go, but this is not my intention, okay? A lot of troubles often come to me unsolicited, why do you want to do something wrong with me?
Not long after, Chen Xuan passed by the door of a herdsman's house and asked to stay overnight. The other party did not refuse, but he made a request. It was okay to stay overnight. Three people, three beds, and it would cost 20 Mao Zedong!
I was shocked by the price and thought it was ridiculous. It was comparable to a star-rated hotel. Who knew that Chen Xuanyi agreed readily and immediately asked Feng Li to count the money and take us into a tent.
After the host left, I tugged on Chen Xuan's sleeve and said, "You are spending too much money. Yes, we did make a small fortune during our last trip to Hong Kong Island, but we were risking our lives."
Even if you come out, you can't help this kind of excitement!
Chen Xuan smiled generously and said that money is an external possession. If you don't bring it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. Why should a layman care about it so much?
I got angry and said that you monks don’t understand the hard work of the world. How many people have sacrificed their lives and blood for a piece of Mao Zedong? Food, drink, housing and transportation, nothing costs money?
Feng Li then patted me on the shoulder and lowered his voice and said, "Save it, the little Taoist did the right thing. What kind of good place do you think Tibet is? It is backed by no man's land. The so-called mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the owner is not allowed to do it."
I feel so happy that we, the lodgers, can't even think of living comfortably."
I said, "I'm scared. Don't these people believe in Buddhism? How could they break into a tent and rob someone in the middle of the night?"
Feng Li looked helpless, shook his head and said that you are just a stupid donkey. How can there be so much truth, goodness and beauty in this world? He is a Tibetan barbarian with uncivilized folk customs and a fierce and brave personality. He has been neighbors with the green forest thieves in the northwest for thousands of years. You
Do you think everyone is a compassionate master? Save it!