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"In my previous life, the Living Buddha was a guru, a Dharma King, and a powerful person, so what about me? Who was my previous life? Was it a singer on the Qinhuai River, or a prisoner at the entrance of the běi Jingcai market?"

After walking out of the living Buddha's room, Zhuang Rui's expression was a little dazed for a while, since everyone has a past life and a present life, what about themselves? What kind of character was he in his previous life?

In a trance, Zhuang Rui felt that the picture in front of him had turned, as if he had appeared in a high altitude, in his ears, he clearly heard a burst of gunfire, and a fierce battle was going on on a battle-torn position below. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A small group of small Japanese with the sun flag on their guns are attacking a hill, and the defenders on the hill are already running out of ammunition and food at this moment, and several ghost-headed knives are being placed in front of everyone.

A one-armed general, after the final mobilization, took the lead in a counter-charge down the mountain, swords flying, blood splattered, no gunshots, and screams of killing and death everywhere.

Suddenly, the picture in front of Zhuang Rui became black and white, and he clearly "saw" that three bayonets pierced the general's chest at the same time, Zhuang Rui looked down at the soul watching the battle in the sky, and seemed to feel pain, just like the living Buddha said, slowly melting like ice.

Zhuang Rui had a sense of powerlessness, as if he was about to fall asleep, and the sky around him became dark, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

"Roar!"

A low roar interrupted Zhuang Rui's conjecture, and pulled him out of the place where the war was raging, and the picture swirled, and the corridor of the Jokhang Temple appeared in front of him again.

"I ...... What's wrong with me?"

Zhuang Rui only felt that his mouth and tongue were dry, and he was weak, and when he touched the clothes on his body, they were all soaked with sweat, and even his feet were a little soft.

"White Lion, thank you......"

Looking at the white lion who was gently pulling his clothes with his big mouth, Zhuang Rui actually had a feeling of escaping death, if it weren't for the white lion's low roar, his soul might really melt and disappear like ice.

"Woo ......"

The white lion rubbed Zhuang Rui vigorously with his big head, and the eyes full of aura, Zhuang Rui's extremely uncomfortable heart that had just been suppressed by Zhuang Rui slowly recovered.

"Could it be...... That was my past life?"

A kind of realization appeared in Zhuang Rui's mind, because at the moment of "seeing" the general's death, Zhuang Rui himself seemed to be shrouded in the shadow of death, and that kind of powerlessness and despair almost made him collapse.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to be able to see your past life, but you have to endure more pain......

After experiencing what happened just now, Zhuang Rui had a little more admiration for the little living Buddha in the room, and each life represents a reincarnation and an additional experience.

Zhuang Rui only "saw" a little picture, and he almost got lost in it, if he was a person who was not determined, it is estimated that he would have been sent to a psychiatric hospital with schizophrenia.

And the living Buddha has experienced more than ten reincarnations, but he can be calm as usual, I am afraid that he has already seen everything in the world thoroughly, so he can face it with a normal heart, right?

"Hehe, live in this life, just live a wonderful life, what did you do in your previous life?"

When Zhuang Rui walked out of the corridor and saw Qin Xuanbing waiting at the door, his mood suddenly brightened, life is a lifetime of grass, there is a virtuous wife, and smart children, this is ...... That's enough.

Seeing Zhuang Rui come out, Liu Chuan shouted: "Wood, have you helped me ask for dzi?"

"Get out of the way, this string of dzi is almost gone, go, go back, Ming'er will go to the Snow Mountain......"

Zhuang Rui raised his leg and kicked Liu Chuan, after "seeing" the tragedy of his previous life, he cherished the life in front of him more and more.

"Hey, why does this guy seem to have changed, I'll go and talk to the living Buddha when I go back......"

Looking at Zhuang Rui, Liu Chuan scratched his head, he always felt that Zhuang Rui seemed to be a little different from before, but he couldn't tell the reason.

Not only Liu Chuan felt this way, but so did Peng Fei and others, but they didn't think about it, maybe Zhuang Rui was blessed by the Living Buddha again, right?

After returning to the villa area where he lived, Zhuang Rui learned that Ouyang Zhenhua had returned to Běi Jing, and after they stayed here for another day, the group drove from Lhasa to Zuogong.

Although it is slightly different from the route taken when entering Tibet for the first time, the scenery along the way is just as beautiful, with a hundred flowers blooming in the chuntian sky, and green everywhere on the roof of the world, which is closest to the sky.

Looking at the flowers at the foot of the mountain and the snow on the top of the mountain, everyone's mood was very good, and the hardships of the journey turned into bursts of laughter.

Zhuang Rui decided that when his children were a little older, he would definitely bring them here, only here can he feel the beauty of nature and appreciate the real natural scenery.

After the enthronement ceremony of the reincarnated living Buddha, everyone was very relaxed, this way was basically a tour of the mountains and rivers, walking was not fast, a week later, only came to Zuogong County at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain.

"Gaga...... Quack!"

In the territory that had just entered Zuogong County, the golden eagle, which had been hovering over several off-road vehicles, suddenly let out a rapid chirp.

Zhuang Rui stopped the car, pushed the car door, and shouted loudly to the golden eagle in the sky: "Golden eagle, go, go to your parents......"

The life span of the golden eagle is extremely long, generally more than 50 years, Zhuang Rui believes that the two golden eagles must still live on the snowy mountain, but he has a pity in his heart, he can not see the scene of the reunion of the golden eagle in the first time.

After the "Quack ......" golden eagle circled the off-road vehicle a few times, its wings shook and flew towards the snowy mountains in the distance.

Seeing the golden eagle leave, Zhuang Rui couldn't wait to go to Karma Village, meet those simple Tibetans, and meet the snow leopards guarding the snowy mountains.

It's just that it's getting late now, and after a week of traveling, Lei Lei and Qin Xuanbing both have some slight altitude sickness, Zhuang Rui can only go to the city to rest for a day, and then go to Karma Village early in the morning.

...... "Mr. Zhuang, welcome to Zuogong again, on behalf of the people of the county, thank you for your ......"

What Zhuang Rui didn't expect was that the group had just settled down in the guest house where they stayed last time, and the Lunzhu county magistrate of Zuogong County, no, it should be Secretary Lunzhu now, rushed to visit with that Laba Tsering.

The news of the reincarnation of the living Buddha has long been spread, and the mountain village where the living Buddha was reincarnated has also become a well-known holy place near and far, and many devout Tibetans rush there from all directions to worship every day.

Even some Buddhist believers from the mainland and Taiwan came from thousands of miles away and made a lot of donations to the local zhèngfu, which also made the life of the Zuogong people greatly improved.

The gratitude that Secretary Lunzhu said was not because Zhuang Rui was once a member of the team to find the reincarnated spirit child, but because Zhuang Rui made contributions to the county before and after he left Zuogong last time.

At that time, Zhuang Rui donated a batch of medical equipment worth millions to the county hospital, and after leaving here, he let his foundation build more than ten hope primary schools in some remote places, all of which did not return anything.

Although this money and goods are nothing to Zhuang Rui, they have allowed many out-of-school children to re-enter the campus, and many babies who have heart disease due to altitude sickness have been rescued in time.

So after Secretary Lunzhu received a call from the guest house, he immediately rushed over and presented Hada to Zhuang Rui to express his gratitude in his heart.

"Secretary Lunzhu, under your leadership, Zuo Gong's people's lives have improved a lot, this is all your credit, and it has nothing to do with me......

Looking at the thin Lun Zhu, Zhuang Rui laughed, he believed that Lun Zhu was a good official, much better than those officials in the mainland who were fat and big-eared and worked at the wine table all day long.

"Mr. Zhuang, your batch of medical equipment allows us to help more than ten children with congenital heart disease every year, and even the district hospital often transfers some patients to ......."

Dean Laba Tsering's face is much better than before, and seeing the patients being treated is the happiest thing for every conscientious medical worker, and these changes are brought about by Zhuang Rui.

"Hehe, don't talk about this, by the way, how is the situation in Karma Village? Secretary Lunzhu, can you send a guide tomorrow to go to Karma Village with us?"

Zhuang Rui donated money and built Hope Primary School, not for any reputation, but he smiled and diverted the topic, he really cared about the beautiful mountain village like a painting.

"Thank you Mr. Zhuang for your concern, Karma Village is very good, more than a year, there are many tourists going there, and the life of the people in the village has improved, yes, we have built a mobile clinic there, and if the people in the village have any minor problems, they don't have to go out of the mountains to the hospital......"

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Lunzhu gave him a brief introduction to the situation of Xia Karma Village, and the appearance of the reincarnated living Buddha made that remote mountain village a holy place in the minds of many Tibetans.

As soon as Secretary Lunzhu's words fell, Dean Laba Tsering said: "Mr. Zhuang, I'll go with you tomorrow, it just so happens that the mobile clinic of our hospital is going to Karma Village, let's go to ...... together."

"Okay, that's great, let's go together tomorrow......"

After listening to Riba Tsering's words, Zhuang Rui agreed, and after a few years, it was a very happy thing to be able to set foot on a familiar land with familiar old friends.

Early the next morning, Lei Lei and Qin Xuanbing, who had been fully rested, recovered their spirits, and after meeting with the hospital's outpatient car, a group of four cars drove towards Daxue Mountain.