Chapter 781: Hospitality

The whole Rongbu Temple is built on the mountain, with a total of five floors, and only two floors are used. It is said that the reason why the temple was built so high in the first place was mainly because it was quiet and easy to rest. The Nyingma sect is practiced here. The Mani pile under the white pagoda outside the temple is where local Buddhist believers pray for good luck for themselves. The front of the main hall of Rongbu Temple is dedicated to Buddha statues such as Shakyamuni and Padmasambhava. Monks and nuns live in the same temple and carry out Buddhist activities.

Under the guidance of the lama, Zhengji and others walked all the way to the interior, looking at it while walking, the scenery was really good.

Perhaps due to the altitude and weather, there are not many believers who come to pay respects to Rongbu Monastery today, only five or six believers dressed as typical Tibetans worship devoutly.

They walked clockwise around the Rongbu Monastery and kowtowed to the pious Tibetans, reciting the six-character mantra, and took a step forward with their hands folded and raised above their heads. Keep your hands together and move them to your forehead and take another step. Continue to move your hands together to your chest and take the third step. When your knees are on the ground, you should lay down with your palms down, your hands straight forward, and your forehead lightly touching the ground. After getting up, the cycle repeats.

These pious Tibetans, wearing protective gear on their hands and knees, their faces covered with wind and frost, wind and dust, their bodies prostrate on the ground, and when their palms are drawn forward, they make a rustling sound, relying on strong faith, measuring the land with their bodies, taking three steps and bowing, slowly circling around, even if it is just clockwise around the Rongbu Monastery.

Tibetan believers from far away from all over the country may take years to reach the holy place in their hearts by wading through mountains and rivers along the way, sleeping in the open air, and kowtowing all the way to the holy place in their hearts.

?? Walking into Rongbu Temple, Masaki saw a patio-style courtyard, and there were several rows of butter lamps on the east side of the courtyard, even though it was daytime, these butter lamps were still bright. It is estimated that someone is responsible for adding ghee.

Behind the butter lamp is the main entrance of the main hall of the Rongbu Temple, the earliest buildings of the Jokhang Temple started from this gate, the outer courtyard was built and expanded later, this main hall is the building more than two hundred years ago, due to the friction of believers for many years, the stone floor at the door has been as bright as a mirror.

Zhengji saw that there were many monks wearing lama clothes, constantly going in and out from here, slowly or quickly returning to the famous turning path of Rongbu Temple, turning in circles again and again, regardless of men, women and children, all of them were pious and dignified, and this moment was natural and harmonious.

After entering the main hall, the first thing Zhengji saw was two huge Buddha statues on the left and right, on the left was the Tantric Master Padmasambhava, the founder of the Red Sect, on the right was the future Buddha, and on the right side of the entrance of the main hall passage was the mural about the story of the construction of the Rongbu Temple, and the mural vividly painted the development process of the Rongbu Temple.

"Gekuli, you come and take this female benefactor to heal, this Rinpoche, please come with me", the red-robed lama who took the lead casually instructed the fourteen or fifteen-year-old young monk on the side, and helped Song Yu to the side of the room, while he took Zhengji and walked towards the second floor, as for the white lion, he has been following Zhengji closely, like an alert bodyguard, he must follow wherever he goes, and the monks did not stop him.

Stepping on the solid wooden staircase, there is a long-standing creak, there is a unique charm that makes people's hearts calm, the cloister on the second floor has more than a dozen rooms, slightly dark, but there is a sense of calm and mystery, at the end of the corridor is a beautifully carved orange-red wooden door, on which the paste that has been rubbed over the years can be seen to be a long time ago.

"Zhangjia Living Buddha, the guests have arrived", at the door, the lama beside Zhengji lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully.

"Come in", a voice that seemed to have gone through countless vicissitudes of wind and rain came from the house, and I don't know if it was a psychological effect or what, it actually made people feel a sense of trust and reverence.

The seemingly bulky wooden door is very flexible, but with a slight push, it is pushed open, and a room with a wooden structure of about thirty square meters appears in front of Masaki.

This room is not big, only more than 20 square meters, there is a bed and a desk in it, and around the bed, it is full of bookshelves, and the whole room is surrounded by books, which are full of books, most of which are some thread-bound books, and the color is old and slightly yellow.

The sky gradually darkened, the setting sun sprinkled in the Jokhang Temple, exuding an alluring gold, golden temple, golden prayer wheel, even the tourists' bodies, all present an intoxicating golden brilliance, adding a bright and sacred atmosphere to the entire Rongbu Temple.

On the walls around the room, there are thangkas, some of which are woven with satin as the ground, with several colored silk as the weft, and intermittent jacquard, and pasted on the fabric, and some are made of various colors of satin, cut into various figures and figures, and pasted on the fabric.

?? The most precious thangka, is in a fabric thangka colorful pattern, the pearl and jade gems with gold wire in the middle, the beads, the gold color shines, particularly brilliant, these thangka on the pattern, there are the life of Sakyamuni and the previous life of the various stories of the Bunsen picture and the Buddha's biography, there is Songtsen Gampo Tibetan King statue, there are Wencheng princess, Jincheng princess, ruler princess and other concubine statues, most of them are some character portraits, the production of vivid.

?? The setting sun outside the window reflects on the room, casting a layer of golden light on the room, and the characters on the walls seem to come to life, adding a touch of mystery to the room.

There is a faint smell of sandalwood in the room, the light in the room is very dim, on that bed, an old lama who is half-recumbent, it is difficult to see the age of this old lama from the appearance, because the skin on his face has become a little wrinkled, and covered with old age spots, but the eyes, but very bright, there is a trace of childlike innocence, if you only look at the eyes, I am afraid that many people will think that this is a child.

The old lama's hair was a little messy, his body was thin, his face was old, and his complexion was not very good, but after seeing the political discipline at the door, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he sat up from the bed with both hands.

When the lama who opened the door saw the old man sitting up, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and persuaded him: "Zhang Jia, your health is not very good, it is better to lie down." ”

If there are believers to see this scene, they will definitely bow down to this old man, it is difficult for people to believe that this old lama is actually one of the only two reincarnated living Buddhas in Rongbu Temple, you know, there are more than 1,000 living Buddhas, but there are only more than 20 living Buddhas who have experienced the reincarnation and continued, and these more than 20 living Buddhas are admired by all the people, and there are people with great wisdom.

??“ It's okay, the children on the snowy mountain are here, and I want to entertain them personally. The Living Buddha waved his hand, and with the support of the lama, put on his shoes and made it to the front of the desk.

The eyes of the old lama living Buddha were full of wisdom and pure light, it was a very contradictory feeling, it seemed that the face of an eighty-year-old man was pretending to be an unrestrained child-like feeling, and the child was silent and strange, at this moment, Masaki had to admit that in the gaze of this old living Buddha, he felt something unusual, a feeling called faith and mystery.

"Woo" suddenly, the low hum of the white lion at his feet attracted the attention of Zhengji, looking down, his expression was slightly stunned, it turned out that I don't know when, the white lion has walked between him and the living Buddha, and this is not what surprised him, what surprised him was that the white lion actually took the initiative to rub the living Buddha's monk robe with his head, his eyes were gentle, as if looking at an old master's expression, which made Zhengji, who understood the spiritual temperament of the white lion, feel a trace of incredible, and had never seen the white lion so active close to others.

"I know Cangjie Gyatso, thank you, for the protection of the snow mountain for so long, I have seen your mother, I didn't expect that after so many years, you have grown so big, since you want to follow him, then go," Zhang Jia Living Buddha's old cheeks appeared a compassionate smile, at this moment it seemed that the sunset outside the window sprinkled on the face, a white lion, an old monk, in this sunshine, like the ceremony of Bodhi's summit as sacred.

"This guest from afar, I am very happy that the white lion can find such a partner to accompany him for a lifetime, come, stand with me," Zhang Jia Living Buddha's eyes flashed with insight into the world, and looked at Zhengji, stretching out his hand to hold Zhengjidao.

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