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Basang, what are you doing here?"

After seeing the little lama's actions, Lama Gegu couldn't help but be surprised, don't look at this little lama's age, but he has been following the living Buddha of Qiangba Luozhu for six or seven years, and he is the attendant of the living Buddha, and his status in the Jokhang Temple is much higher than him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is believed that after the search for the living Buddha, the little lama will also be sent to the Buddhist academy for further study, and his future prospects will definitely be much stronger than that of Gegu, a law enforcement lama.

"It is the patron saint of the Great Snow Mountain, and it is the guardian beast of the Buddha......"

The little lama couldn't express himself in Chinese, so he simply talked to Gegu in Tibetan.

If anyone in the Jokhang Temple knows the true meaning of the Qiangba Luozhu Living Buddha gift to Zhuang Rui Dzi, it may only be this little lama Basang, every word that the Living Buddha said at that time, he remembered it clearly, but the white lion was too young at that time, and he could not associate it with the guardian saint of the Snow Mountain.

But now that the adult white lion is in front of him, the little lama suddenly remembered the words of the living Buddha, and there was no longer a trace of doubt, if it was not for the patron saint on the snowy mountain, how could he grow to such a large size in more than a year?

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Lama Gegu looked at the white lion beside Zhuang Rui, and muttered to himself, although these lamas' devotion to Buddhism is unquestionable, but they have never seen the Buddha appear, and suddenly heard that there was a divine beast of the same level as the Buddha around him, and his mind suddenly couldn't turn around.

The little lama nodded affirmatively and said, "It's true, the living Buddha said it himself......"

In **, the status of the living Buddha is very high, and the reincarnation of the living Buddha like Qiangba Lozhu is very rare, and it is a god-like existence, after hearing Basang's words, Gegu Lama did not hesitate, and immediately turned over to the white lion and bowed down, chanting something in Tibetan with words in his mouth.

The white lion had no interest in the man kneeling in front of him, and after glancing at Lama Gegu, he raised his forelimbs and touched Gegu Lama slightly with his paws.

"Picture and cut, hang real!"

Seeing that the white lion was so spiritual, Lama Gegu showed a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, and he spoke Tibetan that Zhuang Rui and others could not understand, and bowed respectfully to the white lion three times before standing up cautiously.

The staff of the Religious Affairs Administration seemed to be able to understand the words of Gegu and Pasang Lama, and after a novel glance at the white lion, he said to Zhuang Rui: "Mr. Zhuang, there is nothing to do today, the main thing is the activities in the temple, you can watch the ceremony in the Jokhang Temple, or you can go out and go around, accompanied by the three of us......"

Zhuang Rui came to participate in the ceremony, but the Panchen personally ordered it, not only did the government attach great importance to it, but even the Jokhang Temple also sent Gegu and the little lama Basang to receive it.

Zhuang Rui also wanted to see how the Jokhang Temple prayed for the living Buddha, and immediately said: "Let's take a look at the activities first, and then go out for a walk in the afternoon......"

"Okay, Mr. Zhuang, please come with me......"

The staff was very familiar with the Jokhang Temple, and after hearing Zhuang Rui's words, he Gegu and the little lama walked in front to lead the way, while Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei followed behind.

Walking through several corridors carved with Buddhist stories, I don't know if the staff has an identity, or the respect for the little lama, the lamas I saw along the way all turned to make way for Zhuang Rui and his party, and folded their hands to salute everyone.

Under the guidance of the staff and Basang, Zhuang Rui came to the innermost circle of the cloister, which occupies a wide area

In the enclosure, thousands of monks have gathered here at this time, and everywhere you look, you can see the yellow lama costumes.

"Mr. Zhuang, please go up to the second floor to watch the ceremony......"

After Zhuang Rui heard the words of the staff, he raised his head and glanced at the second floor of the corridor, where rows of chairs were placed, presumably for the reception of spectators from all walks of life, Zhuang Rui nodded, and walked up with Peng Fei and others.

At this time, there were already a lot of people sitting upstairs, all of whom were believers and lay people who had come from all over the country, of course, these people were people with certain identities and had contributed to the promotion and exhibition of Tibetan Buddhism, otherwise they would not be qualified to sit here.

The arrival of Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei surprised these people, because these two were too young, but when the white lion appeared on the second floor, their attention was immediately attracted, such a big snow mastiff would attract everyone's attention no matter where it was.

Of course, since these people are lay monks of Tibetan Buddhism, they naturally know the status of the Tibetan mastiff in the first place, and they only show a look of surprise in their eyes, but they are not like when they were in the mainland, all the people who saw the white lion, their first feeling was fear.

Zhuang Rui's position is also the best, in the first row by the window, you can clearly see the activities in the square, after leading Zhuang Rui to the position, the little lama Basang and Gegu Lama said goodbye, and the white lion was lying quietly at Zhuang Rui's feet.

There didn't seem to be a place for the staff on the second floor, and after he said hello to Zhuang Rui, he left his business card, and said goodbye and left, saying that when Zhuang Rui wanted to go out, he must call him first.

Now the monks in the square have not yet begun to chant sutras, in Zhuang Rui's view, the lamas wearing different colors of clothing, as if they are standing in order according to the different clothes, holding various prayer flags and Buddha umbrellas in their hands, which is magnificent.

Just as Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei were discussing in a low voice how to distinguish the identity of a lama from their clothing, a voice sounded behind them: "Two little brothers, you are also here to watch the ceremony?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment, isn't this nonsense, everyone is sitting here, are they not here to attend the ceremony, or are they coming to see the excitement?

"Yes, it's a ...... who came to watch the ceremony."

Zhuang Rui glanced back, and it was an old man in his sixties who spoke, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrists on both hands, and a jade Buddha on his chest, which seemed to be a devout Buddhist.

"Ahem...... This little brother, where did you buy this Tibetan mastiff?"

The old man saw that Zhuang Rui didn't look like he wanted to deal with him much, and he didn't care about it, so he simply asked directly, and as soon as the old man asked, several people sitting next to him immediately pricked up their ears, wanting to hear how Zhuang Rui answered.

Needless to say, the ferocity and loyalty of the Tibetan mastiff are not to be said, in the eyes of these people, the Tibetan mastiff also has the identity of a guardian and a temple beast, and it can be regarded as a respect for the Buddha to have a Tibetan mastiff like this, so nine of the ten people on the viewing platform are listening to the dialogue between Zhuang Rui and the old man.

Zhuang Rui smiled, gently brushed the hair on the white lion's neck with his hand, and said, "I didn't buy it, this is given to me by the Buddha, it is my brother and partner......"

Zhuang Rui was afraid that these people would bring up the topic of buying white lions with money, so they simply moved the Buddha out, don't you believe in him? You who gave me are embarrassed to buy it with money, right?

Sure enough, after Zhuang Rui said this, the old man showed a stupid look on his face, and after his eyes lingered on the white lion for a while, he finally took it back and didn't make any other requests, because they all knew that the people who could sit here not only had money, but also had status, although Zhuang Rui was young, no one dared to despise him.

In this kind of Buddhist holy place, no one dares to make a loud noise, and the people on the viewing platform, even if they are acquainted, speak very little, just when Zhuang Rui was waiting for the ceremony to begin, suddenly from the staircase, a slightly noisy sound came.

Looking back, it was an old man who came to the second floor tremblingly with the support of two young people, and the person who followed next to him was actually Yang Kaiwen, which surprised Zhuang Rui, and came to receive him in person as Yang Kaiwen, presumably this old man is not small.

Looking at it intently, Zhuang Rui suddenly laughed, among the few people who dared to come up, he knew several, the old man who was over eighty years old, but he was at the helm of Hong Kong Zheng's Jewelry, and a young man who supported him was his grandson Zheng Hua, who also had a good relationship with Zhuang Rui.

Seeing that it was Sir Zheng, Zhuang Rui was also relieved, this old man is not only a business tycoon, but also seems to have the position of vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, and his level is not low.

"Brother Zheng Hua, I didn't expect the old man to come to the ceremony?"

Seeing acquaintances and elders, Zhuang Rui naturally couldn't let others greet him, so he hurriedly stood up and greeted him.

"Brother Zhuang, hey, why are you here? I thought you were busy with the museum?"

Zheng Hua didn't expect to see Zhuang Rui here, when the museum opened a few days ago, he personally went to send a generous gift, plus his own deliberate friendship, and now he and Zhuang Rui are also brothers.

"I have a little relationship with the Living Buddha of Qiangba Luozhu, and thanks to the love of the Living Buddha, he once gave me a string of dzi that he wore with him, so I came to ......."

Zhuang Rui smiled, and did not say that he was forced to be invited, otherwise, he would definitely be despised by these devout Buddhists.

"Brother Ouyang's grandson, right, I've seen you, Brother Ouyang's health is okay?"

Sir Zheng has a very good memory, he met Zhuang Rui at that small private auction in Hong Kong last year, and now after hearing the conversation between Zhuang Rui and his grandson, he immediately recognizes it.

"Thank you Grandpa Zheng for your relationship, grandpa's health is very good......"

Zhuang Rui replied respectfully, and Zheng Hua helped the old man to the chair at the front desk and sat down, among the people who came before, there were people who were familiar with Sir Zheng, and they also came over to say hello, Zhuang Rui and Zheng Hua chatted a few words, and returned to their seats.

There are a lot of believers in Tibetan Buddhism in Hong Kong, and Zhuang Rui didn't expect that Sir Zheng Lao was actually a devout Buddhist believer, which was quite different from his behavior in the business world, or maybe he sought peace of mind through faith, right?

The commotion caused by Sir Cheng's arrival soon subsided with the speeches made on the makeshift rostrum in the square.

Chapter 722: Buddha's Voice Zen Singing (II)

I was talking to Zheng Hua and the others just now, and I didn't pay attention to the changes in the venue, until a voice sounded, Zhuang Rui didn't appear now, on the rostrum in the square, it was already full of people at this time, and Yang Kaiwen, who sent Sir Zheng to the viewing platform, didn't know when, also slipped to the rostrum, and the seat was still very middle.

To Zhuang Rui's surprise, he also knew the person sitting next to Yang Kaiwen, but it was Deputy Director Dai of the State Administration of Religious Affairs.

A man in his fifties wearing Tibetan costumes, spoke first, he said it in Tibetan, Zhuang Rui didn't understand a word, when he looked at Peng Fei, this guy was also staring around, his eyes were looking around, and he must not understand Tibetan

That is the chairman of the autonomous region, and he came to attend the ceremony......"

The Gegu Lama beside Zhuang Rui explained to Zhuang Rui that the leaders of the autonomous region must participate in this kind of ceremony, and the living Buddha of Qiangba Luozhu has a great influence in Tibet, so the level of the people who come is correspondingly very high.

After the chairman had spoken, an elderly lama with a wrinkled face and a small stature began to speak, according to Gegu's introduction, this is another living Buddha of the Jokhang Temple, who is already over 90 years old.

The ceremony was carried out one by one, after the old living Buddha spoke, the Dharma drum that shook the sky sounded, in the drum, Sanskrit chanting, thousands of people chanted at the same time, the entire Jokhang Temple, are shrouded in the sound of the scriptures.

The chanting only sounded for about five minutes, and as soon as the drums stopped, the sound also stopped, and eight monks dressed in yellow lama costumes began to offer incense, chanting incense and singing incense praises with words in their mouths.

In front of the incense burner, there is a table, on which is placed a set of old lama clothes, and there is also a prayer wheel and two Dharma vessels that Zhuang Rui does not know.

After completing this ceremony, the monks sat cross-legged on the ground and began to pray for blessings and chanting, they wanted to feel the Buddha metaphor of the living Buddha of Qiangba Luozhu in the sound of the scriptures, look for the spiritual light of the reincarnation of the living Buddha, and look forward to the Buddha's arrival in the Jokhang Temple. The sound of chanting is uniform, from weak to strong, slowly, there seems to be only this kind of sound between heaven and earth, and the noise is different, although the chanting sound is very loud, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, hearing this chanting sound, Zhuang Rui only feels that his heart is peaceful and peaceful.

Not only Zhuang Rui felt this way, everyone on the viewing platform was listening to the chanting with their eyes closed, and Sir Zheng was even more chanting with words in his mouth, with a baby-like smile on his face, and a faint brilliance on his wrinkled face.

"Huh, what is this?"

After being immersed in the sound of the scriptures for a while, Zhuang Rui's heart suddenly moved, because the aura in his eyes seemed to be stirring, and when he opened his eyes, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but be a little stunned.

In the sky above the square full of chanting lamas, I don't know when, a thick white mist appeared, although there were patios around the square, and the wind came from all sides, but these fogs gathered but did not disperse, and always stayed on the top of the heads of the lamas in the courtyard.

"Could this be what Buddhism calls the power of wishes?"

Buddhism has clouds: magic is not invincible to supernatural powers, supernatural powers are not invincible to karma, karma is not invincible to willingness, wishing power refers to people's hearts' original wishes, can eliminate karma, can crack the demons, can communicate with heaven and earth, produce great supernatural powers, Buddhism said "wish power to achieve the Pure Land", is this meaning.

Zhuang Rui had never believed in the existence of wills or karma before, but the fog formed by the chanting of thousands of lamas seemed to be difficult to find any other explanation than willingness.

Zhuang Rui tried to let the aura come into contact with those mist, and suddenly felt a warm breath coming into his body, and in this mist, there seemed to be a great monk explaining the scriptures, Sanskrit chanting, and mouth can be a lotus.

Those scriptures that were recited very fast, and Zhuang Rui couldn't understand them at all, suddenly seemed to have begun to chew the words, and word by word flashed in front of Zhuang Rui's eyes, extremely clear.

Like the holy water in the pure bottle in the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva, these sounds and fonts washed Zhuang Rui's mind over and over again, making his thoughts and thoughts more clear and accessible.

"Brother Zhuang, what's wrong with you, what were you talking about just now?"

Peng Fei, who was sitting next to Zhuang Rui, heard Zhuang Rui muttering a sentence in his mouth, and also opened his eyes, but he didn't see anything except for the lamas who were chanting sutras.

"It's nothing, Peng Fei, I'm not going anywhere in the morning, just listening to the monks chanting here......"

After Zhuang Rui was awakened by Peng Fei from that state, he glared at Peng Fei unhappily and said, "If you are impatient, go out for a walk......

Zhuang Rui is afraid of being disturbed by Peng Fei again, to be honest, although Zhuang Rui does not believe in gods and Buddhas, but the feeling in the fog just now made his heart all open, and the thoughts in his mind are clear, even the things in his eyes are unreserved, it seems that there is really a great monk in the aura chanting and listening.

You must know that Zhuang Rui has never mentioned it to anyone since he had a strange ability in his eyes, and this kind of ability that is different from ordinary people has certainly made Zhuang Rui famous and worth hundreds of millions, but at the same time, it has also brought Zhuang Rui a lot of confusion and pressure.

For more than a year, Zhuang Rui has been deliberately guarding the secrets of his eyes, even in his sleep, he does not dare to leak it, this matter is too mysterious, and secondly, Zhuang Rui is afraid that people will not believe it.

For a while, Zhuang Rui wanted to go over to see a psychiatrist and talk to him, but in the end he didn't make the trip, because Zhuang Rui was afraid that the psychiatrist would diagnose him with a mental conjecture symptom.

This kind of pressure, accumulated for a long time, made Zhuang Rui feel tired and unable to relieve, but in the mist that rose from the Zen Buddha singing just now, this pressure was released, and that comfortable feeling almost didn't let Zhuang Rui come out.

This is only a few minutes, the long-standing depression in the heart, most of it has dissipated, Zhuang Rui has decided, today to be a monk, to feel the wonderful meaning of Buddhism.

"This scripture is very comfortable to listen to, and I don't go out......"

After Zhuang Rui heard Peng Fei's words, he glanced at him, and said that Buddhism can dissolve the violent atmosphere, is it true? But this scripture is indeed a peace of mind to hear.

"Whatever you want, don't disturb me to feel the Dharma......"

After Zhuang Rui said something half-truthfully, he closed his eyes.

Opening his eyes and closing his eyes had no effect on the aura in Zhuang Rui's eyes, and when the aura entered the wish power again, the feeling that seemed to make the soul sing returned to him.

The dust in his heart was washed away clearly one by one in the Zen singing, and the thoughts in his mind became more and more clear and thorough, time seemed to stop at this moment, and Zhuang Rui didn't know how long it took, and the power of the heavens suddenly dissipated.

"Huh, doesn't seem to be the same scripture from just now?"

After Zhuang Rui opened his eyes, the lamas in the audience were still chanting, but the wish power in front of him had all dissipated, and after carefully distinguishing it, the scriptures recited now seemed to be different from the beginning.

"How did it go so fast?"

Zhuang Rui looked at his watch, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, that is to say, from 9 o'clock in the morning to now, for a full six hours, he sat motionless on the chair and came over.

Turning his head and looking around, there were only a few people left on the viewing platform, the Zheng family's grandchildren had already left, and even Peng Fei didn't know where to go, but the white lion was still lying at his feet, opening his eyes and looking at the lamas in the audience, as if he was also wondering something.

"Master Gegu, where is my companion?"

Zhuang Rui saw Ge Gu sitting cross-legged behind him, and hurriedly

asked.

Gegu stood up and replied respectfully, "He has already left, saying that you should call him......"

Not to mention whether the white lion is the patron saint of the snow mountain, even today Zhuang Rui is hearing the Buddhist scriptures and entering the state of concentration, which also makes Gegu very surprised, not to mention that Zhuang Rui is just a mortal, even a lot of monks, it is difficult to enter that kind of ethereal realm, which can only show that Zhuang Rui has a big Buddha fate.

It was Gegu who stopped Peng Fei and Zheng Hua from waking up Zhuang Rui at noon, and kept guarding Zhuang Rui's side.

"Okay, I know, and I'm going to trouble Master Gegu to take me out......"

Zhuang Rui took out his mobile phone and looked at it, on the mobile phone that was now muted, there were seven or eight missed calls, including Peng Fei and Zheng Hua, and a few were called by Qin Xuanbing and his family, Zhuang Rui was not in a hurry to call back, after all, in this holy land of Buddhism, it is very impolite to make a phone call.

Gegu had been staying by Zhuang Rui's side, knowing that he hadn't eaten at noon, so he said, "There is a vegetarian restaurant in our temple, do you want Zhuang Jushi to taste it?"

Zhuang Rui thought about calling back, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it next time I have a chance......

Gegu was not reluctant, and took Zhuang Rui and the white lion through the labyrinthine corridor to the gate of the Jokhang Temple.

made a call to Qin Xuanbing first, knowing that it was okay at home, Zhuang Rui called Peng Fei again, Peng Fei was wandering around Barkhor Street, received a call from Zhuang Rui, and quickly rushed over.

"Let's go, find a place to eat first, I'm starving to death......"

Zhuang Rui waved his hand at Peng Fei, and walked towards the western restaurant in his memory, just two steps away, the mobile phone rang, Zhuang Rui took it out and saw that it was Zheng Hua calling.

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