Du Han was confused by the old lama and didn't know what to do, he didn't know how to get along with others, he faced a stranger alone, and he was an old man who laughed very scary, Du Han didn't know what to do, and said timidly: "I'm not here to tell fortunes." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, the fortune teller should be sent separately." The old lama smiled, grinning with less than three teeth, which was even more frightening, and said, "You go to the gate of the main hall." ”

Du Han said: "Isn't it fortune telling? ”

"That's right, it's to tell your fortune, you go and see for yourself, that man is your life. You have been with him for life and life, entangled in nine lifetimes, and desolate for nine lifetimes. You don't believe in Buddhism or Taoism, but you are willing to kneel in front of the Buddha and serve for three lifetimes. I just want to be with him in this life. Go, go and see your life in this life. The old lama said like a broken mouth, and Du Han didn't understand a word, but she heard that someone was her life.

Even she didn't know why, she really walked to the door of the main hall, and then she smiled, this smile was more beautiful than summer flowers and brighter than the sun.

She stood at the door of the main hall, with her back to the Buddha statue, but she was pure and sacred, and shouted at a man: "Brother Meng Fan." ”

"Du Han, why are you here, you're here to find your master?"

The person who came was Meng Fan, he knew that Yang Xue'e took Du Han to travel, but he didn't know that they also came here.

Du Han smiled very happily, completely ignoring the old lama's words, and greeted him like a bird.

"Brother Meng Fan, are you here to find me?" Du Han asked, Meng Fan said that he would go to her when he was done, but he didn't expect to come so soon.

Meng Fan said, "I also came to find the Master. ”

"I know where he is." Du Han said happily, and pulled Meng Fan through the hall like a treasure, and came to the incense hall, where the old lama was looking at them with a smile.

"Guru." Dorje Paran is very pious, folded his hands, kneeling on the futon, not worshipping the Bodhisattva or the Buddha, but bowing down to the old lama with the greatest bow of Tibetan believers.

And the old lama accepted it happily, but he didn't look at Duoji Palan, but looked at Meng Fan with a smile and said, "Old guy, I haven't seen you for a long time!" ”

Meng Fan frowned, looked around, then looked at the main hall, pointed to his nose and asked, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Who else could it be?" The old lama said.

Meng Fan shook his head and said, "Master, I'm only twenty-two years old this year, how did I become an old guy?" ”

The old lama laughed and said, "You are twenty-two years older than me, and you are not an old fellow?" ”

Meng Fan was speechless for a while, and looked at Duoji Palan, which meant to ask, are you sure that this old man is a guru and not an old fool?

Still very religious, Dorje Paran said, "Guru, we are here today to ask you to help me prove that you said that whoever unveils me is my true destiny. Meng Fan lifted my veil, but he didn't believe me. ”

"No, no, he didn't come to ask me this, he came to wait for me to be born." The old lama said.

Meng Fan shook his head, is this a high-ranking monk? It's clear that he's an old fool or not, look at what he said.

The man whose teeth were about to fall out called him an old fellow, and said that when he was born, would he see a ghost now?

Meng Fan was very disappointed, he really thought that he could meet an amazing master, but he didn't expect it to be such a clever old man. Shaking his head and saying, "Forget it, let's go back, whether it's true or not, I can't promise you." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Du Han out, but he was so shocked by the old lama's words that he couldn't take a step.

The old lama said, "You still took the path of cultivating the truth this time, and you have failed nine times, why don't you try another way?" ”

Meng Fan was stunned for a moment and looked at Du Han, who shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything, I didn't tell anyone." ”

Meng Fan didn't speak, just stared at the old lama who didn't look like a monk at all, and couldn't speak for a long time.

He thought carefully about why this old lama knew.

Since he became a monk, there have been less than five people who have told him before, before and after. And these four, plus the cat demon, no one will come here to tell the old lama his secret.

The only person who has ever seen an old lama is Du Han, but Du Han never lies. Since she said that she hadn't told anyone, she certainly hadn't mentioned it to anyone.

The old lama looked at Meng Fan with a natural expression and said, "Of course she won't tell me, anyone can deceive you, but she won't." But you don't know how to cherish this simple kindness, you have to let her experience the red dust of the world, she is a bodhisattva who has not had an epiphany, she has chosen a wrong path, and she has gone through hardships for you, how can she betray you. ”

Meng Fan's brain is a little insufficient, it's not that he is not smart, but what the old lama said is too difficult to understand, and every sentence is mysterious.

"Shouldn't I help her?" Meng Fan asked.

"Didn't you fail to help her?" The old lama said.

"The master is really powerful, worthy of being a high-ranking monk, you are the first person to see my secret." Meng Fan said.

The old lama shook his head and said, "I didn't see it, but I knew you too well and expected you to continue on this path." ”

"We knew each other before?"

"In the last life, I should have said that I knew you in the ninth life, and you knew me in the tenth life, so I said that you were born twenty-two years earlier than me, and I called you an old fellow." The old lama said.

Meng Fan was already completely messy, his brain became a paste, and he didn't straighten it out for a long time, so he could only say: "Even if what you said is true, we have known each other for many lifetimes, then what do you mean when you say that I came to you to wait for you to be born?" ”

The old lama closed his eyes slightly, put his hands on his laps, and his voice gradually weakened, saying: "Dependent origin and extinction, fate and extinction, in the next life, I will still walk the vein of Buddhist cultivation, don't forget to send me here." ”

Meng Fan frowned slightly, he could feel the old lama's breath of life draining, and he walked very peacefully, as if he was asleep, with a slight smile on his face.

"The guru is reincarnated." Dorje Paran said.

Outside the door, two young lamas walked in, folded their hands and saluted the old lama, and one of them said to Meng Fan, "Please find the reincarnation of the master and send him back." ”

The death of a monk is called death, and the death of a lama of Tibetan Buddhism is called reincarnation, which has been said since ancient times, and believers are convinced. Whether it is ** or the Panchen, one dies and the other will be born, which Meng Fan knows, but he still has to ask: "How should I find him." ”

Because the living Buddha will point out the direction before reincarnation, believers follow the direction pointed by the living Buddha to find, and when they meet the first newborn baby, it is the turn of the living Buddha, and the old lama does not hint at anything when he dies.

The little lama said, "Please come back, three, since the master said it, you must have a way to find him." ”