With the heat of three summers, the popularity of Xujia Town soared, A Chuang was very busy, ushering in the brothers and sisters sent to the * lake * sea, he put Xu Zeyuan's landscape photos, humanities photos, well-known youth hotel photos and road books in the hall and corridor as decorations, and he used Xu Zeyuan's observations and stories on his mouth to become a conversation with guests. Some people are born to be poets, some people are born to be doctors, and Ah Chuang is born to be the owner of a small family-style hotel. After a long time, he has his own set of business methods: cheap price is not as good as high quality and high price, so that the guests feel at home; live with the neighbors in a friendly way, and make money in harmony; but do good deeds without asking about the future; drink tea with guests, do not drink with guests; do not sleep with female guests, even if they do, they cannot cause evil. Xu Zeyuan initially encouraged Ah Chuang to study all night, but Ah Chuang always said that he was busy and had no time, but in fact, he didn't like to read. After a long time, Xu Zeyuan watched Ah Chuang's focus on taking care of the store, and he also learned to repair water, electricity, and pipelines, and worked very hard, so he no longer put pressure on him.

Xu Zeyuan rarely went to the rebuilt Dianzi to walk around, he felt that whether it was Xihedian or Xujia Town, it was not the place he was familiar with before. He couldn't figure it out, he was born and raised here, but now he walked on the bluestone road, feeling like a stranger. He couldn't figure it out, Manju didn't reply a word, but a month after he sent a photo of Meili Snow Mountain and a letter, Manju's travelogue appeared in the journal - Meili, the past that can't be said.

If you weren't Lin Jinxi, why would you follow the advice of an ordinary reader to go to Meili? If you were Lin Jinxi, how could you expose yourself without any absoluteness? This is not like your style. Can't talk about the past? Is this some kind of hint?

Xu Zeyuan set off again with a puzzle, and this time he chose Daocheng Yading. When he returned, he sent his photos and newsletters to the Boundless Walk Magazine, and two months later, the report on the Sanshen Mountain in Manju Daocheng appeared. In this way, Xu Zeyuan traveled almost all over Kang, Qing, Wei, and Tibet in four years, and finally left only the holy place of Ali. Every time I come back, I will send the photos, itinerary, and what I have seen to the editor and reporter of the magazine called Manzhu, usually Manzhu will accept all the orders, and it should be along Xu Zeyuan's main itinerary, and the magazine will soon publish relevant travelogues. Manjoo never replied to this particular reader with a word, but Xu Zeyuan believed that she must have received the photos and letters from her, and the two of them seemed to be playing a game of mouse chasing cats, and they were fully engaged and happy.

Brother, what do you think of this girl? Sichuan, 28 years old, secretary, I look better than the photo. How about this? Pekingese, 30, temperament did not say, white, to your eyebrows, good figure. In the courtyard, Ah Chuang took a stack of photos of single girls and his eyebrows and danced to Xu Zeyuan, as if every girl made Ah Chuang very fond of it.

Alright, you can keep it for yourself. Xu Zeyuan pushed away Ah Chuang's hand holding a stack of photos.

There are so many, and none of them have taken a fancy to it? What a waste of resources! As long as Xu Zeyuan was there, Ah Chuang would come to him and hold a stack of beauty photos for the beauty pageant.

You like it and you take it.

It's so beautiful, I dream of it, but unfortunately, I can't afford it. Ah Chuang seemed to be holding a stack of banknotes, twisted it, threw it on the other hand, and then persuaded,

Brother, after so many years, your sister Lin got married early, so we have to look forward.

Xu Zeyuan raised his eyebrows and said in his heart - impossible. That's right, Manzhu may not be Lin Jinxi, but they must be inextricably linked, she has never replied to the letter, but has traveled all over the place where he has been involved, which is obviously a hint, implying that he has received the letter, she can't let it go, where he goes, she will go. She can't let go, how can she get married? Xu Zeyuan suddenly opened his mouth, he didn't want to listen to Ah Chuang's nagging,

I'm here for a guest, I'm busy with you, I'll go around.

Brother, I haven't finished reading it yet, it's a lot. Ah Chuang left the back of Xu Zeyuan's head empty.

Qingfeng Temple is still the same as it was, with no merit boxes, no admission fees, free incense offerings, free Buddhist booklets, morning bells and evening drums, and morning and evening classes in the morning and dusk provinces. The handwriting on the sign of the stop was eroded by the wind and rain, and the pilgrims did not decrease, but they returned to peace. The masters worship the Buddha, study the scriptures, meditate, harvest rice, plant vegetables, and cook rice, and the pilgrims continue to burn incense, worship the Buddha, make offerings with joy, and live in harmony.

Dao Yi went to the monastery in Southern Province with his master to exchange Buddhism, and because of the opportunity, he stayed in the Buddhist college in Southern Province to study. When Xu Zeyuan saw him again, he had already gone from a sharp-faced child to a dignified and late husband, speaking and acting in the style of a master.

Just finished the fifteenth alms-giving ritual, Xu Zeyuan watched Dao Yi answer questions to several pilgrims who surrounded him.

An elderly aunt pulled Daoyi's sleeve and asked eagerly,

Master, I have really seen the five-colored Guanyin, what is this sign? This is an auspicious sign, right?

Dao Yi, not in a hurry, let his aunt pull his sleeves without being angry or strange, and answered very patiently,

Don't be fooled by the appearance, the pure mind of the Dharma cultivation, and the mind is not quiet when you see the demons and the Buddha.

Little Master, you haven't seen a Buddha or a Bodhisattva?

Never.

You can't see it every day, every day? The elderly aunt doubted Dao Yi's cultivation.

It's all illusions, the Buddha comes to kill the Buddha, and the devil comes to kill the demon.

Amitabha, why do you, the little master, speak like this?

If you appear for the sake of seeing it, is the illusion of the mind, do you say it is good or bad?

Amitabha, I understand, I understand. The pious aunt loosened Daoyi's sleeve.

A young girl asked B,

I broke up with my boyfriend, do you think we can get back together?

I can't see it. Gather and scatter with fate.

There is also a male layman looking for Dao Yi to touch the top,

Master, please give me a touch, it's been too bad lately, I borrowed 100,000 yuan to set up a factory, and the factory was just completed, and it burned down in a fire.

The male layman pointed to his Heavenly Spirit Gai and bent over and waited for Dao Yi to open his light.

Amitabha, I'm just like you, an ordinary person.

It's okay, you just touch it.

The donor has just been able to worship the Buddha?

Bye.

Do you know who you worship?

Buddha?

Better do it than wish it done. You worship your own Buddha heart.

The man was still puzzled, and Dao Yi left and walked towards Xu Zeyuan. Empty is left for believers to rub themselves on the top of their heads—to enlighten themselves.

Growing taller? Xu Zeyuan looked at Dao Yi, who had a kind expression towards him.

I heard that Senior Brother has been to Tibet many times? Daoyi still kept his mind humble and did not change, and called him Senior Brother Xu Zeyuan.

I walked through several monasteries, Labulen, Drepung, Qiangbalin, Chubu, and Sera.

I saw that Master has the scriptures you brought back. Dao Yi led Xu Ze to the tea room in the side courtyard.

Souvenirs of the Derg Printing Institute.

Can you talk about Tibetan Buddhism?

I'm just looking at the excitement and knowing that I don't know as much as you.

It's good to talk about what you have seen and heard.

So curious?

Curious about the Esoteric Vajrayana of Tibetan Buddhism, Chinese Buddhism has been lost. Dao Yi looked like he was going back to a few years ago.

Is Tantra a double cultivation? What exactly is a double cultivation? And Concubine Ming? Xu Zeyuan was also very curious about the hearsay along the way.

Why is the senior brother shallow? It's not a matter of men and women at all. Tibetan Buddhism cultivates sutra and tantra, there are strict practice methods, systems and rituals, sutra must be practiced for 9-20 years before being eligible to practice tantra, sutra with cause and effect, tantra with effect and effect.

Taught.

How many days can Senior Brother stay on the mountain? While Master is away, tell me more.

What about Master?

I went to Beijing to visit Elder Tongjin to study the differences between the "Taishō Zang" and the "Qianlong Tripitaka".

When will it be back?

It's going to take a while.

I invited a Buddhist thangka by a Tibetan folk painter, if you like it, I will give it to you.

Can it be said in a word?

It's set.

I'm just telling you, Master, I'm afraid that the Fruit has been able to pass through the supernatural powers.

Alas. Xu Zeyuan shook his head helplessly, I am afraid that the habit of Daoyi gossip cannot be changed.

Don't you believe it? Back then, I traveled with Master, and along the way, I thought in my heart, and Master was right about everything. And 700 kilometers from us to the southern province, even if you don't eat or sleep, you have to walk for 10 days, but guess what? We turned into fate, meditated, slept, and bowed three steps and worshiped two big jungles, and we arrived in less than 10 days, and we were not very tired.

What did Master say?

The master said that it was the Buddha and the Bodhisattva. But it's clearly ......

Senior brother, do you say that Master, can you hear you criticize him behind his back? Xu Zeyuan was half joking.

Alas, thank you, brother, I will go to the main hall to confess in the evening. No wonder Master often said that my concentration was not enough, and I would never be able to go down the mountain.