After hearing this, I was relieved, and I felt that something was wrong, so I quickly said Then why don't you take the initiative to contact me and inform me of the result?

Nangong Yun hesitated for a while, saying that it was your second uncle who confessed it himself, in addition, your second uncle asked me to tell you a word, don't get involved with him in the future, the Lin family is your only seedling, he is most afraid of you having an accident, so he wants to cut off all contact with you. In addition, in your life, you must not set foot in the imperial capital, don't you understand?

Putting down the phone, I was depressed and indignant, and said in my heart that I had beeped the dog, how could there be such a second father with scrambled eggs? He must have something to hide from me in his heart, and if he didn't tell me if it was, then I would check it myself!

Immediately, I made a decision to leave early tomorrow morning and go to Tibet!

That night, I informed Chen Xuanyi and Feng Li of this decision, and both agreed.

Feng Li said something, which made me quite agree, "When Lao Tzu does this, it may be out of love for the younger generations, but as the younger generations, we should always have our own ideas, we can't be a lazy donkey for the rest of our lives, led by the nose by the ancestors' plans, if this matter is not investigated clearly, do you want Lin Feng to be confused for the rest of his life, and he will be a fool until he dies of old age?"

I am very grateful to Feng Li for these words, which brought me the motivation to move forward in life.

The next day, I went to the nearest ticket office to inquire about the ticket to Tibet, only to know that there was a snowstorm there recently, and all flights were delayed.

I agreed, Feng Li also had itchy hands, and said that he wanted to buy a car to practice his hands.

The money to buy the car, thanks to Huang Guowei's sponsorship, we went to see the car in the morning, and in the afternoon we drove away a second-hand Toyota Bully, along the car navigation all the way to the west, across the vast Gobi Desert, towards the plateau.

Before leaving, I calculated the route, this to the Tibetan border, less than a thousand kilometers, Feng Li and I took turns, it should take no more than a day and a night to reach the Tibetan border.

As a result, halfway through the car, Chen Xuanyi's hanging hair said that his hands were itchy and he wanted to try it too.

Anyway, it was no man's land, and as soon as Feng Li and I put it together, we agreed, and then there was a tragic car accident, and the wheels flew out eight feet away.

The car was wrecked, I sat on the scrapped hood and doubted my life, Feng Li was so angry that he scolded all the way, Chen Xuanyi ran back with the wheels on his shoulder, and asked me if Feng Li and I could fix it? I had the urge to put him under the wheel and rub it hard.

I had no choice but to continue walking.

Fortunately, the Tibetan border borders the northwest, and after three days of walking, we arrived at a corner of the Tibetan border, there is no "the stars follow the plains and the fields are wide, and the moon swells the great river".

Three days of asceticism on the Gobi Desert was a torture for most pedestrians, but fortunately, the buddies had a good foundation, and it was not too difficult for the cultivators to sleep in the open, so they found a family before sunset on the third day.

Tibetan border 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, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the border is small, everyone is pious and simple, walking on the road, I occasionally see a herd of cattle and sheep, and there are many figures of worship, a holy atmosphere.

Chen Xuanyi told me that the whole people in Tibet believe in Buddhism and are extremely religious, and said 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 emphases are different.

The small countries of Southeast Asia say that the Buddhism they believe in is Hinayana Buddhism, which focuses on personal practice, and these Hinayana teachings are relatively selfish, so there are also many black witch monks who are interested in interests and unscrupulous means to achieve their goals.

However, the teachings believed in Tibet belong to the Mahayana sect of Zen Buddhism, which has its own emphasis on Buddhism in the Central Plains, but they all have a compassionate heart.

It is true that on the way to the Tibetan border town, we were fortunate to meet extremely ascetic monks, who were ragged and unkempt, without the glamorous dignity of the Central Plains Buddhism, and some only had a dark and thin body, and a simple and kind Buddha heart.

Dealing with such people gives one a sense of sacredness that cleanses the soul of filth, and I have great respect for these Tibetan practitioners, but in exchange for a sneer.

He said, "In this world, there is black and white, how can there be any simple holy place 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 side, and the two sects are opposed to each other and regard each other as great enemies. ”

I was quite surprised, and asked Feng Li how he knew about these Tibetan secrets? Chen Xuanyi shook his head and interjected, "Actually, this is not a secret, Tibetan Zen Buddhism has always been divided into two sects, black and yellow, the Yellow Sect currently occupies a dominant position, and its foundation is located in the Potala Palace, while the Black Sect is a group of mysterious people, they act strangely, do not preach morality and etiquette, and are no different from the Zoroastrianism in the northwest. ”

It dawned on me that there were such things as this, and today was really a long experience.

Immediately, Feng Li added a little more, "Let's go to Tibet this time, the purpose 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 collect your temper, go and do everything you don't want to do, save yourself from getting involved in the grievances within other people's Zen sects, and you won't be able to eat and walk around when the time comes." ”

I let out a wry smile and said that I was like a troublemaker everywhere?

Unexpectedly, these two hanging hairs actually paused at the same time, nodded in unison, and said like!

Okay, I admit that I'm unlucky, and I'll get into trouble wherever I go, but this special meow is not Lao Tzu's intention?

Soon after, Chen Xuan passed by the door of a herdsman's house and offered to spend the night. The other party didn't refuse, but he made a request, you can stay overnight, three people, three beds, and it costs twenty Grandpa Mao!

I was taken aback by this price, and said in my heart, this is all in line with the star-rated hotel, who knew that Chen Xuanyi agreed very happily, and immediately asked Feng Li to count the votes and took us to live in a tent.

After the master's family left, I pulled Chen Xuan's sleeve and said that you are too generous to spend money, that's right, on the last trip to Hong Kong Island, we did make a small fortune, but it was a desperate effort, and I can't help this kind of Huohuo!

Chen Xuan smiled generously, saying that money is something outside the body, and he can't bring it in life or take it away in death, so why should the layman be so concerned?

I got angry, saying that you monks don't understand Hongchen's hard work, for the sake of a Grandpa Mao, how many people throw their heads and spill blood? Eat, drink, live and travel, which doesn't cost money?

Feng Li patted me on the shoulder, lowered his voice and said, "Save it, the little Taoist priest did the right thing, what kind of good place do you think Tibetan? ”

I said scared, aren't these people believing in Buddhism? How can they still get into a tent in the middle of the night and rob it?

Feng Li looked helpless, shook his head and said You are simply a stupid donkey, how can there be so much truth, goodness and beauty in this world? Tibetan barbarians, uncivilized people, fierce and courageous, have been neighbors with the green forest horses in the northwest for thousands of years, do you think everyone is a merciful master?