When he heard the ringing of a bell, the old rascal "woke up" and opened his eyes, and in an instant, a light seemed to shoot out of his eyes, and in the "light" he saw an old lama sitting cross-legged across from him, also with his eyes closed.

But it was as if when this "light" 'shone' on the old lama, the other party also opened his eyes.

In an instant, the old rascal knew that this must be a great monk, so he immediately said with a Tibetan "hello": "Tashi Delek!"

The old lama, apparently pleased with his politeness, nodded, but did not speak.

"Living Buddha!" the old rascal suddenly asked again.

When the old lama heard this, he shook his head and said in Tibetan: "Xianpa is not a living Buddha, so he should not be a living Buddha." ”

The old rascal smiled and said, "Isn't Xianpa Maitreya? Maitreya Bodhisattva has not yet become a Buddha?"

The old lama also smiled and said, "What is a Buddha? Xianba can't tell clearly, but he only knows that the Buddha is in the heart, and the heart is the Buddha." Young Han, can you tell me your name?"

"Li Yifan, Master, please relieve me!" the old rascal did not stand up, but still sat cross-legged, and said.

When the old lama heard this, he closed his eyes again and motioned for the old rascal to ask questions.

"What is the world, what are the three thousand worlds, and are there Buddhas on the other planets of the universe?"

"Young man, Xianpa is not a Buddha, nor is he a Bodhisattva, so he can't answer the truth to you, you have to experience this question carefully, Buddha, everywhere, as long as there is a heart, there is a Buddha, of course, there are Buddhas on other planets. ”

"Oh, Master, do you also believe that there is intelligent life beyond Earth?"

"Hehe, why don't you believe it? Buddha is the truth of all things in the world, and Buddha embraces everything, so why don't you believe it?"

"Master, can you tell me, can you cultivate to the point where Vajra is not bad, and you can peek into the Alayya consciousness?"

The old lama sighed and said, "Xianpa only lives a little longer, how can you get these two realms, young man, tell me, why do you want to practice?"

The old rascal laughed and said, "Me, because I want to control my own life and not be 'tricked' by fate!"

The old lama smiled and nodded: "Then tell me again, what makes you so angry?"

"I don't know!" said the old rascal in surprise.

When the old rascal heard this, he narrowed his eyes, as if he was smiling, and a gaze that seemed to be like a quality 'shot' to the old rascal's body, and after a while, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Hehe, so you don't know anything! Young man, come with me!"

After saying this, the old lama stood up and floated forward.

Damn, is it a human or a ghost?

The old rascal looked at the old lama as if he was riding against the wind, drifting forward, and suddenly sighed in surprise.

Sighing at this, he immediately bounced and followed, and slowly, the net-like heat flow in his body appeared again.

A few dozen minutes later, the temple in the mountains;

The teenage little lama Zongzhe looked at the visitor with a curious expression, and the old lama waved his hand to him and said, "Why don't you rest if you are allowed to rest?"

Looking at the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain, the old rascal immediately thought of the movie "2012" he saw in his previous life, the temple and lama on the top of the mountain in the movie.

But it is clear that the temple is not as tall as it is in the movies.

"Young man, I have seen your heart, hehe, although you are not a good man, you are not a wicked person, do you know why I brought you here?" said the old lama after taking a sip of 'milk' tea.

The old rascal looked left and right, smiled at the little lama Zong Zhe next to him, and then replied Xianba: "Master, I just want to be a carefree person, I can't stand so many precepts, hehe, I won't agree to come with you to become a monk!"

The old lama smiled and said: "The old monk didn't let you become a monk, you are not destined to be a person from my Buddha's 'door', hehe, but you are related to my Buddha's 'door'!" and then sighed: "Alas, young man, do you know that the more you gain, the more someone loses?"

The old rascal was shocked, he thought, yes, I became a billionaire, but in the previous life, these riches did not belong to me, so in this life, I got it, someone must have lost it, so he said: "Master, please relieve me!"

"Hehe, you have to create something, you can't blindly occupy what exists!" said the old lama.

"Create?" said the old rascal even more suspiciously.

"Yes, this Yan Futi world, everything is the embodiment of the mind, young man, go and create!" said the old lama.

When the old rascal heard this, he closed his eyes and thought to himself, "Create?" Aunt 'Milk' and 'Milk' have always said that you can create things that don't exist in the first place, yes, didn't the old lama say the same thing? So, as if enlightened, he said, "Thank you, Master, I know what to do, and I've been doing it all along." ”

The old lama nodded, then stretched out his hand, 'touched' and 'touched' his arms, hesitated, but still took it out, and said: "Young man, this is for you, have a good experience, you are too dazzling now, I hope you can be more restrained!"

After the old rascal took it, it turned out to be a warp cylinder.

The little lama next to him, Zongzhe, snorted.

The old lama looked at him lovingly and said with a smile: "Hehe, Zongzhe, this thing is destined to be yours, why do you want to be resentful? Okay, this time, you should also go down with this young man, and in 9 years, when you are 18 years old, come back!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the temple.

Nine years later, when he heard this, the old rascal was suddenly shocked, stood up hurriedly, and said in great surprise: "Master Xianba, why is it 9 years later? Why do you know that it is 9 years later, tell me!"

Master Xianba turned around and said with a smile: "Young man, go down, take Zongzhe down, he is not over, let him come up again in 9 years, hehe, 9 years later!

After saying that, he didn't pay attention to the old rascal anymore, and didn't know where to go to the temple.

The old rascal looked at Zong Zhe with an anxious look on his face, and said, "Little Master..."

"Alas, donor, my master is 230 years old this year, and he has accepted several generations of apprentices, and each apprentice is raised at a certain age, and then when he is about my age, he will be sent down the mountain, and he will come back at the age of 18, and stay until he is 28 years old, if not, he will have to leave here completely..."

"230 years old?" exclaimed the old rascal.

"Yes, don't be surprised, the master has opened his eyes and may have seen something you were thinking!" sighed the little lama.

"Heavenly Eye, my God, then I don't have any secrets in his eyes?" the old rascal was shocked again.

"Hehe, how can there be, the master is not a god or Buddha, otherwise he wouldn't eat the fireworks in the world! Let's go, donor, take me down the mountain, for the next 9 years, you have to be responsible for giving me alms!" After the little lama finished speaking, he said, "Wait a minute, I want to take some luggage!"

'Milk' 'Milk', 230 years old, Tianyan, the old rascal scratched his scalp, thought helplessly, and sighed.

On this morning, in the camp, the two 'women' kept looking in one direction, and suddenly, they saw a familiar figure, but this figure was very fast, and there seemed to be a "little man" sitting on his shoulder.

Of course, it's the old rascal and the little master Zongzhe!

When the old rascal left, he learned that this temple was nameless, and this master of Xianba was indeed a famous person!

However, despite its namelessness, the Tibetans who deliver fruits and vegetables and 'milk' tea to the temple every week refer to it as "Snow Mountain Monastery", and this master Schenpa rarely uses his real name to the world.

The Tibetans who delivered the ingredients knew that there was a living Buddha in their history, but they didn't know that the living Buddha Xianpa stood in front of them many times.

The old rascal carried a little lama back to the camp, which really surprised everyone.

After the old rascal put Zong Zhe down, he smiled at the two 'women' who were waiting for him at the intersection: "No, I meditated last night, and as soon as I woke up in the morning, I saw this child in a coma near me. This child is pitiful, he is still an orphan!"

When Zong Zhe heard the old rascal lying and not typing the draft, he kept reciting the Buddha's name in his heart, talking about sins and sins.

Wang Zixuan looked at the little lama who looked calm and smart, and said suspiciously: "What's your name?"

Although Zong Zhe couldn't understand what she said, he also understood it and replied, "Zong Zhe!"

"Okay, his name is Zong Zhe, translated from Chinese, it means 'jing' jin, 'jing' of God, and progress jin, which means that he is very disciplined! Alas, this child has been driven out by the master for 9 years, and the two daughters-in-law have been raising this little master for 9 years!" The old rascal laughed deliberately.

The arrival of Zong Zhe brought the atmosphere of the camp to a high 'tide', and many people rushed to take photos with this calm temperament and occasionally lively little lama.

The two 'women' still pulled the old rascal aside and said suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"Alas, there were so many people just now, I can't say!" said the old rascal what had happened this morning.

The two 'women' sighed, and Yang Damei's 'women' sighed: "That's it, but does he want to go to school?"

"Regardless of him, there are still a lot of empty houses in the Canyon International Villa Community, find a suite in one for him, ask an old nanny to cook for him, and hire a language teacher, this little lama is a master's apprentice, and his IQ is not ordinary. When he is older, give him some money and do whatever he wants!" said the old rascal.

Wang Zixuan suddenly said: "Husband, is the master's light skill really so powerful?"

"Yes, this is the result of cultivation! Hehe, but, baby, don't think about it, how much people have suffered before they can practice the divine skills, if you also want to practice, I guess it won't work, you still have to have children!"

Wang Zixuan snorted and said, "Give birth, woo, husband, I also want to be a 'woman' hero!"

Yang Damei's 'female' eyebrows opened her eyes and smiled.

"What kind of 'woman' hero, say okay, when my husband has someone with technical reserves, 'get' some immortal 'medicine' out, and then he will not be old! Master Xianba can live to be 230 years old, hehe, I am now very much looking forward to the potential of human beings!" said the old rascal.

On the seventeenth day, everyone began to climb the mountain, and with the freak of the old rascal taking the lead, a few hours later, everyone successfully reached the top!

kept taking pictures and kept shouting, the old hooligan pulled off his mask and shouted in 20 foreign languages, plus Tibetan and Uyghur, except for Yang Fei'er and Wang Zixuan, everyone didn't know why.

However, the small faces of the two 'women' hiding behind the masks bloomed like beautiful 'flowers' at this time.

In the afternoon of the same day, the camp was again reached, and the people began to rejoice;

Fresh fruits and vegetables, fresh 'meat' food, beverages, and wine;

A few bodyguards and drivers who did not go up the mountain inevitably had some regrets, and a few young bodyguards were still making up their minds alone, and when they retired, they would come back to play!

After another night's rest, the next day began to return to Golmud, that is, on the afternoon of the eighteenth day, the group all returned to Nikko City by plane.

Then, as planned, rest for the night, fill up the next morning, and continue on the road.

Of course, the Sichuan-Tibet Road is much easier to walk than the Tangbo Ancient Road, and compared with the "atmospheric desolation" of the plateau scenery, the Sichuan-Tibet Line has a lot more "delicate beauty".

Along the way, fortunately, it did not reach the rainy season, and the road was smooth, and it was really a tour, not an adventure!

Halfway through the Sichuan-Tibet line, the 500 boxes of 'handed-in' rolls prepared in advance were murdered, and the old hooligan had no choice but to order another 200 boxes in a small county town.

Along the way, there are few more picnics, because the population is dense and the town is constant.

So the game continued, and I even ate and bought, and the dried game was chilled and stuffed into the trunk of the RV.

From Sunshine City to Rongcheng, a distance of 2,000 kilometers, it took ten days to eat and play all the way!

On the morning of the twenty-ninth day, we arrived at Rongcheng!

As soon as everyone summed up, according to the plan, the old hooligan, the 'women' and the little lama took the plane back to Xijing first, and the brother-in-law led the team and was responsible for driving the car back to Xijing safely. Fortunately, from Rongcheng to Xijing, it is a national highway in Pingchuan, and you can get to An'an's home in more than ten hours, and Uncle Yang did not hesitate to take on this responsibility!

On the afternoon of the twenty-ninth day, the old rascal returned to Villa No. 1 of Canyon International with a group of 'female' and 'female' children, as well as a little monk.

In order not to be "sensational," of course, he took off his little lama clothes and put on a children's T-shirt outdoors.

Uncle Li and Aunt Gan, who had no heirs, immediately liked the little monk when they saw it! Unfortunately, there is still a little difference between the human face and the Han children, and what is even worse is that the little monk is already destined to be an empty "door" person.

After the old rascal told the two of them the origin of the little monk's "fabrication", Aunt Gan wiped her eyes again and said, "Alas, a hard-working child!"

Don't you think that if you don't do well in the future, you will become a master, and you can live for 200 years!

The little monk didn't feel bitter anymore, and he was extremely satisfied with the old rascal's arrangement for him to live in another villa.

Once, the old rascal secretly asked him why he was so different from ordinary lamas? It seems that other lamas can eat 'meat' and get married!

The little monk also sighed: "Alas, my master believes in the primitive Buddhism of Shakyamuni Buddha, and believes in an ascetic life, and 'women' and 'meat' cannot be touched, except for 'milk' tea. ”

Therefore, the little monk likes to live a quiet life alone, and the old rascal also saves a trouble. I plan to send an elderly mother who will not let the little monk "think about it" tomorrow, an old mother over 55 years old, to make vegetarian food for the little monk every day!

After sitting down, Uncle Li came to report on the situation of the villa this month, and after hearing that his father and brother had brought several executives to visit the villa, the old rascal smiled and said: "I know this, he called me, and the trip was 'very' smooth! They may come to Xijing often in the future." ”

After settling down the little monk's affairs, the old rascal said: "Two babies, my husband is going to the city, are you going to go?"

The two 'women' are not as strong as the old rascals, Wang Zixuan said: "Hmph, don't go, you should be careful, don't go as soon as you come back, what kind of little fox 'spirit'!"

The old rascal scratched his hair and said happily: "Ah, you have guessed this, let's go, little baby, I will take you, the big fox 'spirit', to meet the little fox 'spirit'!"

After the old rascal left, Yang Damei's 'girl' sighed to Wang Zixuan: "Hey, this husband, Zixuan, we can't be too tight! If he hooks up with the 'girl' child casually now, the 'girl' child will probably pester him to death." We can't tighten the line too tightly. Hehe, I know him, he must have something to be sorry for us, but he will never abandon us. Hehe, I also believe that no 'woman' can tie him up better than the two of us. ”

"Hmph, does he dare to give up on us from the beginning?" Wang Zixuan said.

"Hee-hee, husband, I always say that we can't 'mess' with him and end up abandoning him! Hee-hee, don't talk about it, my eldest brother is like that, not to mention our husband! Zixuan, don't talk about this, he-hee, I suddenly have a hobby again, I want to learn photography, well, I want to 'get' a darkroom for washing photos!" Yang Damei 'female' said.

"Ah, Sister Fei'er, I have this idea too! Let's go, let's go upstairs, think about it, we must 'get' a state-of-the-art darkroom out!"

Of course, the old rascal didn't go to meet Zhang Baoxiu as soon as he came back, although he was 'fine' and vigorous, but this way, he was indeed a little "overwhelmed", although he was not tired, but he also needed to sort out his thoughts well.

Driving an Audi A8, the old hooligan went to the city, he didn't want to call his little lover, called out, it was inevitable he, it was impossible to think about the problem! But after thinking about it, he still called his sworn sister, Liu Qing, he felt that it was quite good to have a meal with his sworn sister and relax his emotions.

In the back street of the school, the old hooligan waited for Liu Qing, and as soon as they met, he said, "How is it?

Liu Qing smiled slightly, looked at him, and said, "Brother, I found that you have changed so much!

"Haha, is it going to discharge? That's what your sisters-in-law say!" said the old rascal.

"Hmm!" Liu Qing nodded.