Suzaku

: People on the Journey (Part 2)

The snow danced wildly outside the tent, but inside the tent was still relatively warm, and the kettle on the small stove was gurgling, creating a bit of warmth and vitality.

The mother and son in the tent were full of sadness. In the Houzang pastoral area, snow disasters usually occur in spring in previous years, but in recent years, I don’t know why the weather has become colder and colder, and the days of snow disasters have been brought forward. It seems that the cycle of the four seasons has been forcibly moved forward by some powerful force. .

Namu took out the tea barrel from behind the felt, scooped two bowls of buttered tea and put them on the small table beside the stove. While muttering something, the mother took out the tsampa and prepared today’s dinner. Tibetans are used to serving tsampa with butter tea, and now the snowstorm has arrived, but the county has already notified it, and Namu’s house is not particularly remote, so there is still no need to worry about food.

Namu squeezed the highland barley fried noodles with his fingers, put them into his mouth, chewed them up and swallowed them, took a mouthful of buttered tea, and said to his mother, “When will the snow stop?”

“Then ask the Buddha.” The woman seemed to be a little angry about this question. Regarding the question of the weather, it is natural to ask a capable person. Asking yourself is laughing at yourself.

“You go to Tashilhunpo Monastery to pray, I heard that everyone will go.”

Namu was a little puzzled: “The big prayer is still one month away. At this time, the city will not be warmer than ours. What are you going to do?”

“Everyone go, we will go of course, I can’t walk, you go.” After saying this, the woman ignored him and began to chant sutras.

Tashilhunpo Monastery is the largest monastery built by the Gelug Sect of Tibetan Buddhism in Houzang. The temple is located on the hillside of Niseri in the west of Shigatse City, covering an extremely wide area. It is the most famous temple in Tibet except the Potala Palace.

Tashilhunpo Monastery is now the most famous among tourists, in addition to its architecture, it is its mystery and its status in Tibetan Buddhism. This temple is the seat of Xixi, and it was here that the tenth generation passed away seven years ago.

It is winter now, and Shigatse is extremely cold. The already quiet street is covered by snow, making it even more quiet.

There were three adults and a child walking against the wind on the snowy road, and occasionally one of the young people could be heard whispering.

“Why don’t you even see anyone when you come to travel? Just stay in Lhasa, why do you have to come here?”

“It’s you who want to come to Tibet. You promise me that you will listen to my arrangement after entering Tibet.”

“Where did everyone go”

“Tashilhunpo Monastery.”

Looking west from the road, if there is sun, you can definitely see the golden light shining on the golden dome of the Tashilhunpo Monastery in the west of the city. Today is a heavy snow day, so you can’t see it so clearly, but the majestic temple buildings still carry a wave of light. The solemn atmosphere greets us from afar.

The entire temple is surrounded by a circle of high walls, with white walls and golden roofs, which looks very beautiful.

There are already many Tibetans gathered in the monastery, bending down to the ground, praying non-stoptell.

A large group of people leaned over in the snow, motionless, the wind and snow were getting stronger, and snow had already accumulated on some people’s bodies, but it did not melt away.

Beside the crowd, there were a few people in thick leather suits with anxious faces, lowering their heads and talking to the crowd.

It turns out that there have been frequent snowstorms in the Houzang area in recent years. I don’t know where the news came from. People must come to Tashilhunpo Monastery to pay respects, so that they can be blessed by God and the snowstorm will be eliminated.

And the time everyone made an appointment happened to be the coldest few days of the year.

The lamas at the Kanbu Conference and Tashilhunpo Monastery did not expect this scene today. They were worried about the health of the Tibetans in this cold and snowy day, so they were urging everyone to disperse and go home, saying that the Living Buddha already knew about it.

But I don’t know why, Tibetans are very persistent, and must meet the Living Buddha.

But the Living Buddha had already visited Beijing last month.

As soon as the words spread among the crowd, the Tibetans who were almost frozen from the cold raised their heads in bewilderment, obviously someone in the crowd was provoking.

“Then ask Master Buddha to bless you.”

“May the Buddha bless you.”

Standing at the gate of Tashilhunpo Monastery was the Ninth Karma Rinpoche who had a relationship with Yi Tianxing in the provincial capital. Hearing these words, his complexion changed greatly, and then he smiled gently: “The sutra masters who impart the knowledge of living Buddhas are in the temple, I’ll go and invite the four of them to come out.”

Another person in the crowd respectfully said: “Master, I would like to invite the Supreme Buddha Master.”

The corners of Karma Rinpoche’s eyes twitched slightly, and he scolded: “Master Tsongkhapa has passed away for a thousand years. I sincerely pray, and I will see you naturally. The real body of the Buddha is on Mount Sumeru. How can you see it in this mortal world?”

Master Tsongkhapa, legendary incarnation of Manjusri Bodhisattva, living Buddha and teacher of Living Buddha.

How can such a legendary god be seen?

The Ninth Karma Rinpoche stared at a person wearing a felt hat in the crowd, and said coldly: “It turns out that he is a brother, why didn’t he enter the monastery?”

Master Karma cut off a part of his tongue, and his speech was somewhat slurred, but as soon as the words came out, the body of the person wearing the hat shook violently, and he suddenly emerged from the crowd lying prone on the ground.

The man’s hat was blown off by the wind and snow. It turned out to be a great lama.

The big lama sneered and said, “Master, why don’t you allow me to see the Buddha?”

“The Buddha Master is naturally in the Buddha Land.” Karma Rinpoche replied sincerely.

The two faced each other from a distance, one standing on the stone steps, the other standing in the crowd, among the thousands of people, only these two people existed in a trance.

The two touched each other with supernatural powers, and Karma Rinpoche’s pale face turned red, while the big lama vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The crowd was stunned, and it was rare to see the battle between the masters take shape.

Only these two great lamas know what kind of existence they want to protect, so the invisible struggle in the past is expressed in this barbaric way today.

The lama who vomited blood walked up to the stone steps and looked at Karma Rinpoche viciously.

Karma Rinpoche was silent and let him curse.

The officials who were maintaining order knew that this was no longer a secular struggle, and hurriedly evacuated the crowd.

But there are still some people in the crowd who keep instigating, as if they must ask the “so-called Buddhist teacher” to pray for blessings.

Namu watched coldly from the crowd. He was studying in a university in the provincial capital, so he naturally had more knowledge than ordinary Tibetans. Although he was still extremely devout about religion, he could still see that today’s situation was a bit weird. The suffering Tibetans seem to be being used by someone.

Seeing an official he knew well, he was communicating with Tibetans who were piously lying on the snow, and he stepped forward: “Mr. Cui, do you need help?”

“It’s Namu, when did you come back?” The official surnamed Cui turned out to be a middle school teacher who had taught Namu. He suddenly remembered that this was not the time to talk about family affairs, and the weather was getting colder and colder. If these Tibetans still refused to leave, they might suffer from frostbite in front of the snow-covered Lashi Lhunpo Monastery.

In Xidi, if Tibetans came to worship the Buddha but died of frostbite, the political impact would be very bad.

Namu is a straightforward person, so he didn’t say much, and began to follow Mr. Cui to persuade those Tibetans to go back first. He is also well-known in the pastoral area. Everyone knows “Smart Namu”, that is a smart kid who went to the provincial capital to study in college. He also knows some Tibetans. Under his persuasion, some Tibetans finally stood up suspiciously and prepared to go back.

At this moment, a lama suddenly appeared beside Namu.

The lama looked at Namu with a smile: “Son, why do you persuade everyone to go back?”

“Because of the cold weather, if you kneel here again, everyone may get frostbite.” Namu didn’t know this lama, but he knew from the clothes that he must be a great supernatural power, so he quickly responded respectfully.

The lama shook his head: “Look at those golden domes.”

Namu followed his fingers and looked at the brown buildings with golden roofs stained with crushed snow in the white courtyard walls of Tashilhunpo Monastery. .

The lama said gently: “How can we see thousands of devout souls suffer in front of the pagoda hall?” Then he said with a serious face: “If you give up halfway, it is the wish of heretics.”

As soon as this sentence came out, the Tibetans who had already been shaken, who were standing up, all bowed down again.Among the snow.

Namu was in a hurry: “But it’s too cold today.”

Suddenly he found that his body froze, he could no longer move, his tongue was numb, and he couldn’t speak a word.

The official surnamed Cui noticed his abnormality, stepped forward to support him, and said to the lama, “Master, this is a child.”

It became clear that the lama would not do anything to these officials, and said with a smile: “Children can also be enchanted.”

Namu’s body was able to move again. He was startled and frightened. He touched the Tibetan knife by his waist, but he didn’t have the courage to pull it out and face the big lama.

He didn’t move, but some Tibetans moved and surrounded him, cursing non-stop, and even preparing to attack.

Teacher Cui was in a hurry, but the big lama smiled slightly, and a light flashed in his pupils.

“Namu”

A few more young Tibetans ran over with knives in their hands.

The young people who came over were Namu’s classmates in the Provincial People’s Academy, and some good friends.

There were twelve of them from the same village, some of them did not come back to save money, and saved all the money donated by Pengfei Industry and Trade, and some of them returned to their hometown with Namu, and today they also came to Tashilhunpo Monastery, Seeing that there was going to be a conflict here, so I ran over.

Namu frowned and said, “Why are you using a knife in front of the monastery? Put it away!”

Those older Tibetans might not listen to what he said, but these young people were very obedient, put their knives in their waists, and stared viciously at the people who were about to kill Namu.

The young cubs were like wolves, and the adult Tibetans subconsciously took two steps back.

The lama spoke again, and his words were full of compassion: “Young Namu, you feel sorry for the bodies of your compatriots. It is compassionate, but the snowstorms in Tibet have been years in the past, and non-Buddhist teachers can’t help them. We are here to ask for gifts. Why not?” mercy”

Namu was at a loss for words for a moment.

“Please leave these dishonest young people, otherwise the Buddhist master will sense that they have no pious heart, and they will not come out, and the snow will become bigger and bigger.”

As if to confirm the lama’s words, the snow in the sky gradually became thicker and thicker, the air became colder and colder, and the breath turned into ice.

Some fanatical believers began to push and push the young people like Namu, and the situation was chaotic.

Some of the Tibetans lying prone in front of the Tashilhunpo Monastery were too frozen to move.

The white walls of the temple, the golden roof and white snow are all white, and the severe cold is pressing.

tick.

This is the sound of the long hand of a clock beating one frame, the words uttered from the lips of a charming woman in a song, more like the sound of water dripping into a stone when a faucet is not turned off tightly.

In the silent Tashilhunpo Monastery, which was frozen by the wind and snow, everyone heard the ticking.

then tick

tick tick

tick tick

“The snow has melted,” Namu said idiotically, watching the icicles on the white wall of the temple dripping water.

The snowstorm stopped in an instant.

The dark clouds in the sky overhead are slowly dissipating.

Jisi Bitian reveals a beautiful figure.

The long-lost sunshine warmly brushed the bodies of the dark Tibetan crowd on the ground.

The Tibetans stood up one after another with incredible expressions on their faces.

The temperature in the air gradually increased.

Teacher Cui lightly touched his leather jacket that was wet by snow, and said stupidly, “What’s going on?”

It was a severe winter before, but now it is as warm as spring.

The Tibetans thought that their piety had touched the “Buddhist” in the Tashilhunpo Monastery, and shouted joyfully. Some kowtowed to the temple, some began to dance, and the weak old people sat Laughing in the snow.

The lamas in the crowd naturally knew that this was not the reason, and they all showed horrified expressions on their faces.

The lama next to Namu felt several unfathomable breaths, his heart trembled, and he sneaked into the crowd silently.

On the stone steps in front of the temple, the blood-spitting lama who was cursing at the Ninth Karma Rinpoche froze in place, muttering: “Which living Buddha has the supernatural power to reverse the four seasons?”

The Ninth Karma Rinpoche smiled, showing half of his tongue, looked at the four tourists, three big and one small, and saluted respectfully across the street.

“If you don’t want to hide and cause floods later, I advise you to stop quickly.”

Ye Xiangseng said softly beside Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing exhaled, slowly stabilized the red sun jade plate in his belly, and let go of Leilei’s hand.

“I can burn this city down with a single fire, but I don’t have the confidence that I can melt the snow without hurting people, and dry the sky without being punished.” Yi Tianxing then let go of Xiao Yizhu’s hand, “It’s thanks to your idea Ways, let Lei Lei help me control it.”

As soon as he let go of Yi Zhu’s hand, the temperature around Zaren Lhunpo Monastery stabilized.

“Didn’t you say that you won’t be nosy during the journey?” Ye Xiangseng looked at Yi Tianxing and smiled.

Yi Tianxing hugged Lei Lei, laughed and said, “Who taught my daughter-in-law to be a merciful fellow.”

Lei Lei shot him a look.

Ye Xiangseng smiled again: “I taught your family of three to do good deeds, why don’t you thank me and treat me as if I don’t exist?”

If he hadn’t given Yi Tianxing the exquisite supernatural power before, the snow would not have stopped so smoothly. If Yi Tianxing is allowed to act on his own, Tianhuo will be in chaos.Burn it, I’m afraid the snowy area will turn into Hongze immediately.

“Don’t be greedy for merit, this is because of anger.” Yi Tianxing smiled, “Don’t forget, it was you who asked our tour group to come to Shigatse.”

Ye Xiangseng shook his head: “Obviously you and that Rinpoche made an appointment in the provincial capital.”

After going to the plateau, the air is thin and the weather is cold. Although the three people around Zou Leilei are guys with great supernatural powers, walking with the two father and son who are full of fire, even in Antarctica, they may not feel cold, and it is impossible to catch a cold while sleeping with Yi Zhu in their arms every night . But the journey is still tiring, and with the method taught by Ye Xiangseng, Yi Tianxing’s violent sky fire radiates through Leilei’s eyebrows, making the girl a little tired.

Even though she was tired, she still habitually acted as a referee.

“Stop arguing. Obviously, Tashilhunpo Monastery is a place that both of you must come to, so you don’t have to push it to the other side.”

Ye Xiangseng and Yi Tianxing looked at each other awkwardly.

Yi Zhu rolled his eyes, moved to Leilei’s mother’s side, and hugged her round thigh: “Mom, you are tired, let’s find a place to rest.”

“We’ll talk about it when these Tibetans are gone.” Yi Tianxing frowned slightly as he looked at the emotional Tibetans in front of the temple. He turned around and looked at Ye Xiangseng: “Have you seen this clearly?”

Ye Xiangseng’s handsome beauty dimmed slightly at this moment: “I feel very sad, I don’t know why.”

“It seems that some people are looking for that Buddhist master, so they came to Tashilhunpo Monastery to force people to come out while the Living Buddha was in Beijing.”

“How could the Buddha master be in Tashilhunpo Monastery?”

“That’s right.” Yi Tianxing glanced at him quietly, “Master Tsongkhapa is the incarnation of Manjusri Bodhisattva, he taught and lived Buddha back then. Now Master Tsongkhapa has been with me for two years, of course it is impossible to be in Tashilun In the temple.”

“Namowo Buddha.” Ye Xiangseng bowed slightly and saluted, as if he couldn’t bear the title.

Xiao Yizhu said in a soft voice: “Since these people are looking for the uncle, but the uncle is not in the temple, who are they looking for?”

“Who is in the Tashilhunpo Monastery?”

Yi Tianxing looked at the brown buildings shining with golden light in the majestic temple, and stared at the golden roofs on the buildings. These are the spiritual pagodas after the death of previous lives, and there are many secrets inside.

Ye Xiangseng moved in the direction of the temple and said softly in his heart: “It’s really hard work for you.”: