The shadow of the sun gradually slanted to the west, and the red-clothed monk sitting on the side of the road did not look at it, and his eyes were closed, as if he was a clay sculpture of a statue in the temple that could only sit upright, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled a layer of orange for him, and looked against the light, The person sitting in the halo was no different from the Buddha.

I don't know when, there were people bowing beside the monks, they all remained silent, the sound of the hem of the clothes, the overwhelming creaking of the stones, and the closed lips, they may not be able to recite the scriptures, but they are willing to recite every bit of gratitude in the simplest eight-character mantra.

The wind at dusk brings some coolness, and the climate here is like this, maybe it is snowing in the morning, and the sun is going to heat people at noon, and at night, maybe it will rain and snow, and there may be hail, and the temperature at night, even in a room that is not airtight on all sides, you have to wrap several layers of skin to sleep a sleep that is not cold.

If you want enough warmth, you still need to make a fire, however, firewood is too expensive.

On the snowy plateau, not all trees can survive, only the nobles' homes can have some trees, and those are not allowed to be touched casually, even if they lose a branch and a half leaves, they will have to endure a whipping that almost kills.

Those trees that can bloom in the courtyard of the nobleman's house are very hard to get here, they have to send people to a warm place to bring these trees back, not all at once, to plant on the road, at an altitude of 500 meters, and then take the living ones up, and then raise a height to plant them, and then take them away, and wait until the height is raised again for a distance and plant them again... In the end, these flowers and trees, which might have been of ordinary value, have increased in value by a hundredfold and a thousand times due to the wear and tear on the road.

They would be planted in the courtyards of the noble homes, and when they were given the right temperature and moisture, they would bloom one after another, forming an enviable bloom.

Such expensive trees are not used for people to make firewood, special firewood is transported from distant places, those places with low altitudes, and where there are forests, and the wood is transported to the mountains, without any smooth roads, and the manpower, material and financial resources consumed, and when the wood arrives, not everyone can afford to use it.

Therefore, the most commonly used combustible materials are actually cow dung, which can be used to paste the wall and burn cow dung, which is simply the best thing to use in this area and the most suitable for ordinary people.

There will be children from poor families who carry baskets on their backs to pick up cow dung, and then carry it home little by little, so that their homes can no longer be eroded by the cold.

But burning cow dung was still too much of a luxury for the poor, who did not go out after dark, and the rooms that were closed early might still have some daytime temperature.

As time went by, the sky darkened a little bit, the wind became a little stronger, and the people who noticed the cold were gradually leaving, and an old woman dragged two gray braids, and said to the monk who had opened her eyes as she went, "Go back, lama, it's getting cold." ”

Sanji Damba thanked him and stood up, and as far as he could see, a sedan chair carried by four people had gradually approached.

At this time, the people around him saw that he had moved, and they all got up to say goodbye to him, and when the sedan chair came to him, there was no one around him, he stood there, quietly watching the sedan chair come over.

The people in the sedan chair who were swayed all the way had already slept well, and it was really thanks to his good health that he could fall asleep in such a bump, Ku Chi'er had always disliked this, even if he was now like a fish in water here, and got the credit of Gozhil Khan, but in his heart he looked down on the people here, and even despised the environment here.

"This place, it's terrible. ”

Ku Chi'er's previous identity deserves the title of "nobleman", he has never suffered anything, if it weren't for the defeat of his own country, he became a prisoner, I'm afraid he wouldn't have suffered so much, even if now all the standards have been improved, and even because he followed the Khan King, some conditions are much better than before, and the Khan King, who can conquer such a large piece of land, has what he has is what Ku Chi'er's original small country could not give.

However, he still doesn't like it here, he hates everything here, no matter how flattering he smiles at the Khan on his face, he can treat the other party's people with a tenfold and hundredfold vicious attitude when he turns his face, they all deserve to die, if it weren't for their victory, where would he have suffered today.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency... That reckoning with Xiao La, he, he, he's here!"

Serving Ku Chi'er is the local people, they have an indelible belief in the Buddha, and when they see the monk who should have been left behind appear in front of them from a distance, they are still calm and relaxed, and they have been waiting for a long time, and everyone will involuntarily tremble in their hearts.

Even if for various reasons, they have helped adults do a lot of bad things and carry out a lot of orders that stain their hearts with dust, but their reverence for the Buddha is suppressed in the bottom of their hearts.

"What? what!"

Hu Chi'er, who was still yawning, rubbed his eyes, opened the curtain and felt that he couldn't see clearly, and jumped off the sedan chair without waiting for the sedan chair to stop, so frightened that the four sedan chair men fell to their knees, and didn't dare to look up to see his actions, so they didn't see him stunned.

"How did you get there? No, when did you get there?" asked Hu Chi'er continuously, he knew how long this section of the road was, and when he went, he was full of impatience, and when he came back, even if he was also walking, there was no reason for four young and strong sedan chairmen to carry him, a man who was not heavy, to walk slower than a young child.

Sanji Danba ignored his question, proclaimed a Buddha name, lowered his eyes and said nothing, he was low, and when he lowered his eyes, others could not see what kind of emotions were in his eyes.

Ku Chi'er had no belief in the Buddha, he settled down, turned back to the sedan chair, and muttered: "The untouchables are quite fast." ”

He thought that these mountain people had been walking mountain roads since they were children, and it was not impossible to walk faster than his palanquin driver, after all, flat roads and mountain roads were still different.

This matter was revealed in this way, he sat firmly in the sedan chair, and said loudly: "Keep walking, go faster, it's not as good as a child!"

Hearing his complaints, the palanquin drivers were a little scared, this adult's temper was changeable, and the most frightening thing was the other party's methods, which was really too ruthless.

Even though they had been walking for a day and were very tired, these palanquin men were already sweating like rain, but they still walked quickly under his command, and the sound of panting could still be heard by Sanji Danba even if it was a distance away.

He didn't use any magic powers anymore - the mysteries of Buddhism and the various wonders of the spiritual power colluded were directly named by him, and he kept his pace steady, slightly behind the sedan chair drivers and some to keep up with the sedan chairs, and the most shocking thing is that no matter how fast or slow those sedan chair drivers are, the distance between him and the sedan chair is unchanged.

Ku Chi'er's entourage, who noticed this, suddenly turned white, he had done too many bad things, and even when he thought that the Buddha might be punished, he couldn't stand it himself.

I was able to do those things with a clear conscience before, but because the benefits were big enough, and at this time, I couldn't see the benefits, I only saw supernatural powers, and I was naturally afraid of being punished and blamed by the Buddha.

Because of this little fear, his attitude towards Sanji Danba became much friendlier after that, and he also disobeyed some of Kuchier's orders, so that Sanji Danba's life in the Khan's palace was not so sad.

When he arrived at the Khan's palace, it was already dark, and the Khan was feasting, and a lot of fuel was piled up in the brazier around him, and the flames were so fierce that the sky of the palace was smoked orange-red.

In the center of the venue, in the vacant area, there are women performing songs and dances, the cold wind is whimpering, they are wearing thin clothes, dancing and sweating.

The throne at the front was covered with a complete wolf skin, the pure white wolf king's skin symbolized the Khan's unusual feats, and he sat there, clutching a roasted ox leg in his hand and eating it, and the oil was shining and dripping on his bare, bare and majestic chest, quite a bit of uninhibited style.

"Honorable King Khan, the greatest Buddha in the world, you see, who I have brought back. ”

There was not the slightest arrogance in Ku Chi'er's voice, as if he had changed a person, he walked over enthusiastically and cordially, and only began to show his merits after a respectful salute, and he couldn't wait to show his role with the fruits of a day's labor.

The song and dance continued, and most of the beautiful sounds were the heartiness of the plateau, and love and dislove could be expressed in the song, they danced and laughed, and everyone looked at the Khan King's eyes as if they were glowing, and there was fire burning in their eyes.

That is the greatest king in the world, the only master of this plateau, and if he can be favored, then... Each rotation flutters lightly, as if the next moment it is about to soar into the sky, standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Kuchi'er didn't like this, maybe because of his own changes, he began to hate these women with hooks in their eyes, relying on the favor of the Khan King, he stopped singing and dancing, drove away the noise that affected him, and after calming down in the field, he pushed Sanji Danba up.

"King Khan, you see, this is the Buddha of Xiantong Temple, who is said to be the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva. There was a hint of mockery in Kuchi'er's words that she didn't even notice.

Sanji Danba, who has not grown up yet, is obviously a child, does not have outstanding facial features, can only be said to be upright, and his slightly thin face does not have cute characteristics such as fair and ruddy, and his eyes are not innocent and clear that belong to a child, he is not a child who will be loved when he sees it.

However, he stood there in red, and the place where there was a scene of wine ponds and meat forests seemed to have become a temple of Buddha in an instant, quiet and peaceful, just looking at him, it seemed that he could hear the obscure scriptures surrounding his ears like songs.

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Thank you all for your affirmation! I will continue to work hard!

Good night and good dreams!

It is estimated that many people will be able to sleep well, and the college entrance examination is over, which is not easy!