() Inside the famous Sakya Monastery in China

An old woman dressed in Tibetan clothes takes care of a young man with a pale face in a small meditation room inside the temple

The young man lying on the bed did not wake up, and his breath was very weak, and it was absolutely impossible for a person who was so seriously ill in this cold Tibetan plain to survive

But a miracle happened: the young man was not sent to the best hospital in xī zàng from being sent here, and the old woman just took care of the young man with the ancient Tibetan healing method, although he only hung his breath, but he eventually survived, and his breath began to grow stronger and stronger

"It's snowing, Mafia, hurry up and close the window, or the cold will freeze the guests," a voice came from outside, a little girl with a red face from the cold, speaking in Tibetan

The old woman named Mafia didn't move, just drank butter tea and said calmly: "Don't worry, Gesang Jiaxi, this guest is as strong as a yak, and he can't freeze him, why did you run to the temple again, aren't you afraid that Amora will scold you for being a little clever?"

The little girl named Kelsang Jiaxi immediately looked left and right, as if she was worried about something, and after a while, she said, "The annoying Mafia knows to take Amora Kelsang Jiaxi"

Saying that, Gesang Jiaxi walked into the room, stood on tiptoe and closed the window, and then walked to the side of the bed, looked at the young man on the bed, and asked with a worried face: "When will the big brother be well, it's been two months, why haven't you woken up?"

Mafia drank butter tea but didn't answer, just looked at her with a smile and said, "Gesang Jiaxi has something hidden in his arms, show Mafiya quickly."

Hearing this, Gesang Jiaxi sat down next to Mafia and bargained: "You tell me when my eldest brother will wake up, I'm telling you what I'm hiding."

"Well," Mafia thought for a moment, "then only the Bodhisattva knows when he will wake up, but since he is alive, it means that the Bodhisattva is blessing, and now he can show me what he has hidden?"

Gesang Jiaxi then took out a small sheepskin bag from his bosom, and found a bowl in the room, and poured out pieces of pastries from the sheepskin bag, and when Mafia saw these pastries, her face immediately showed a happy smile, she poured a little butter tea into the small bowl where the pastries were placed, and then buckled the bowl with her big mother's fingers, and the other four fingers kept turning, and when the ghee and the pastry were mixed well, they were kneaded into small balls before picking them up and eating

"Is it delicious?" asked Kelsang Jiaxi

"Well, it doesn't taste the same as before, is this made by a little ghost," Maffia asked

"Yes, this is the first time Gesang Jiaxi has made tsamba, and it has just been grinded," Gesang Jiaxi said with a smile, although it was frozen red, but the smile on his face made Gesang Jiaxi reveal a flawless innocence, just like the snow in the Tibetan plain

"Yes, good, good," Maffia nodded, "It seems that Gesang Jiaxi is a good boy, if someone can marry you in the future, it will be the Bodhisattva's blessing."

"Nasty Mafia won't give you food," Gesang Jiaxi immediately snatched the bowl away, and his face was even redder with an angry face, which was already frozen red

"Alright, Kelsang Jiaxi, go back quickly, or Amora will come to you again," said Mafia, "and I won't intercede with you then."

Gesang Jia was disappointed for a while, she looked at the young man on the bed and said with a disappointed face: "Mafiya and the eldest brother must tell me when he wakes up, oh, I will bring you the tsampa made by myself when the time comes, okay?"

"Okay, okay, go back," said Maffia

Kelsang Gyalce hurriedly ran outside, just like when she came, but Mafia stopped her and said, "Kelsang Gyal, leave the bowl, leave the bowl."

At this time, another woman's voice came from the temple: "Gesang Jiaxi, you ran to the temple again, didn't you tell you that this is where the Bodhisattva lives, why do you keep running here?"

Gesang Jiaxi, who was about to send the bowl back, quickly ran back, put down the bowl, and went in the other direction: "Mafia, next time I'm coming to Amora, you can help me block it and tell her that I haven't come."

Then a woman in Tibetan clothes walked over, saw Mafiya put away her serious smile and said, "Mafiya has caused you trouble again, this Gesang Jia pity, I don't want to teach her a good lesson when I go back."

"She has a relationship with the Bodhisattva," Mafia said

The smile on the woman's face was even brighter, and after saying goodbye, she chased in the direction that Gesang Jiaxi had run, and Mafia picked up the bowl on the ground, put down the butter tea, and ran to open all the windows that Gesang Jiaxi had closed, and then sat back in place, drinking butter tea and eating tsamba until she finished eating the tsampa in the bowl, and Mafia suddenly said to herself: "You are awake"

At this moment, on the bed behind Maffia, the pale young man sat up in a deep manner, with a painful expression on his face, he looked around, his eyes became jǐng, and finally locked on Maffia, his expression was solemn, he raised his legs and wanted to get out of bed

At this moment, Maffia said without looking back: "Don't move, otherwise the wound will be opened."

But the young man did not heed the advice, but staggered over, because the vigorous exercise made his body wrapped in gauze and turned blood red, and finally sat down beside Mafia, the young man picked up the cup and poured a cup of butter tea, but he was not in a hurry to drink it, but dipped a little tea in the tea bowl with the ring finger of his right hand, raised his finger and sprinkled it three times in the air, which was the rule, indicating the dedication to the gods, the dragon and the earth

And in xī zàng, as a guest, if you and butter tea, not only do you have to do the ritual just now, you can't drink tea too quickly, you have to gently blow off the slick oil on the tea, drink it several times, leave about half of it, and wait for the host to add it before drinking, you can't drink it sound, you have to drink it gently, and you drink it very quickly, it will be regarded as uneducated by the owner, and it is jokingly called "donkey drinking water"

In particular, you can't drink it all at once, let alone drink a bowl and leave, generally take three bowls as the most, there is a proverb in Gillish Lhasa, one bowl becomes an enemy

"It's still this familiar taste," the young man said to himself, and poured himself another glass, but instead of asking Mafiya to pour it for him, as is the custom of xī zàng, and Mafia didn't seem to be ready to do her duty as a master to keep adding to the youth, but said, "Don't finish drinking, I'm not going to do it tonight."

But the young man didn't stop moving, just smiled and said, "It's an honor to be able to drink the butter tea you made, how can you not drink it?"

Then he poured himself and drank three cups in a row, his face showed a satisfied look, on the roof of the world, whether you are hungry, or jīng exhausted, as long as you drink a bowl of butter tea, you will increase your strength, and instantly become full of strength, especially in the winter when the wind roars and drips into ice, drinking a few cups of butter tea, you will feel that the whole body is extremely warm, and no matter how cold you can survive, some people even say that when you are not in good health and bedridden, drinking a bowl of strong tea can detoxify, cure diseases, eliminate diseases and eliminate evil

After climbing the plateau from a low altitude, you are often blown open by the sharp cold wind, your skin is cracked, and you may be tortured by severe hypoxia, dizziness, shortness of breath, palpitation, and vomiting

"I expected anyone to save me, but you saved me unexpectedly," the young man's expression suddenly became serious

Mafia also changed her calm face, and her face became solemn: "I just don't want some people to succeed, you have a saying in China, the enemy of the enemy is the friend, and now you are the enemy of my enemy, then you can become my friend, do you say yes?"

The young man was stunned and nodded: "Yes, but I'm afraid this reason is not enough."

This is back to Mafia was stunned and said with a smile: "The world is bustling for profit, the world is bustling for profit, and everything is for profit, and everything can't escape a good word."

"I'm afraid that the world can't imagine that the leader of the International Killer Organization is an old woman who lives a hard life in a Zen temple, and no one can think that you, an Italian, are so Chinese," the young man said helplessly, "Then what do you want, or what do you want from me?"

"I want the Assassins League to collapse, and I want the International Killer Organization to become the number one in the world," the old woman said calmly

The young man was stunned: "There is also a saying in China that it is better to hear than to see, and today I am fortunate to be able to meet the famous Mafia, but I didn't expect you to be such an idle person, say what is your ultimate goal?"

"What I just said is my ultimate goal: to make the International Killer Organization the number one in the world and completely crush the Assassin League," Maffia said calmly

"But I can't see you in your eyes, you're more like an old man practicing in a Zen temple," the young man said calmly

"Would you believe me if I said it wasn't what I wanted," Maffia said

The young man looked at her deeply and nodded, "I believe it."

This time it was Mafia's turn to be surprised, but quickly put away her surprise, picked up the copper teapot and poured a cup for the young man: "What I did was not what I wanted, but the world always asked you to do something you had to do, I stayed here maybe because of another one who wanted me to atone for my sins here."

"Atonement," the young man was shocked, and coughed a few times, "Should a murderous person like me also stay here to atone for his sins?"

"Welcome," Maffia nodded, then picked up the prayer wheel beside her, closed her eyes, and spun round and round

The young man looked up at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and suddenly recalled himself in the past thirty years, at that moment, he really wanted to let go of everything and join Mafia to meditate and practice penance here, wanting to atone for his sins

But Mafiya said, "Young man, your murderous aura is too heavy to stay here, so go back to where you should go, if you go against your heart, you won't be able to become a Buddha."

"Am I going to die a good death?" asked the young man suddenly

"The Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha," Mafia said calmly, "and killing is not what you want, but now is not the time for you to put down the butcher's knife."

PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Amora Tibetan means mother, and the "Habibie" that Amira said is the Arabic meaning of "dear".