Tibet, China, inside the famous Sakya Monastery.

An old woman dressed in Tibetan clothes was tending to a pale young man in a small meditation room inside the monastery.

The young man lying on the bed did not wake up, and his breath was very weak, in this cold Tibetan plain, it was absolutely impossible for a person who was so seriously ill to survive.

But a miracle happened, the young man was sent here, not to the best hospital in Tibet, the old woman just used the ancient Tibetan healing methods to take care of the young man, although he was only hanging on his breath, but he finally survived, and his breath began to get stronger and stronger.

"It's snowing, Muffia, hurry up and close the windows, or the cold will freeze the guests." A voice came from outside, a little girl with a red face from the cold, speaking in Tibetan.

The old woman named Mafia didn't move, just drank butter tea, and said calmly: "Don't worry, Gesang Jiaxi, this guest is as strong as a yak, and he can't freeze him, so why did you come to the temple again, aren't you afraid that Amora will scold you for being a little clever?" ”

The little girl named Kelsang Jiaxi immediately looked left and right, as if she was worried about something, and after a while, she said, "Nasty Mafia, you know about Namora Kelsang Jiaxi." ”

Saying that, Gesang Jiaxi walked into the room, stood on tiptoe, closed the windows, and then walked to the bedside, looked at the young man on the bed, and asked with a worried face: "When will the big brother be okay, it's been two months, why haven't you woken up yet?" ”

Mafia drank butter tea but didn't answer, just looked at her with a smile and said, "What is hidden in Gesang Jiaxi's arms?" Show Mafia? ”

Hearing this, Gesang Jiaxi sat down beside Mafia and bargained: "You tell me when my eldest brother will wake up first, I'm telling you what I'm hiding." ”

"That's right." Mafia thought for a moment, "Then only the Bodhisattva knows when he will wake up, but since he survived, it means that the Bodhisattva is blessing him, can you show me what he is hiding now?" ”

Gesang Jiaxi then took out a small sheepskin bag from his bosom, and found a bowl in the room, poured out a piece of pastry from the sheepskin bag, Mafia saw these pastries, her face immediately showed a happy smile, she poured a little butter tea into the small bowl where the pastry was placed, and then buckled the edge of the bowl with the big mother's finger, and the other four fingers kept turning, and when the ghee and the pastry were mixed well, they were pinched into a small ball, and then picked up and eaten.

"Is it delicious?" Gesang Jiaxi asked.

"Well, the taste is different from before, is this made by a little ghost?" Mafia asked.

"Yes, this is the first time Gesang Jiaxi has made tsamba, and it has just been grinded." Gesang Jiaxi said with a smile, although it was frozen red, the smile on his face made Gesang Jiaxi reveal a flawless innocence, like snow in the Tibetan plain.

"Yes, well done." Mafia nodded, "It seems that Gesang Jiaxi is a good boy, if someone can marry you in the future, it will be the blessing of the Bodhisattva." ”

"Nasty Mafia, I won't give it to you." Gesang Jiaxi immediately snatched the bowl away, looking angry, and his face, which was originally frozen red, looked even redder.

"Okay, okay, Gesang Jiaxi, go back quickly, or Amora will come to you again." Mafia said, "I won't intercede with you then. ”

Gesang Jia was disappointed for a while, she looked at the young man on the bed, and said with a disappointed face: "Mafia, when the eldest brother wakes up, you must tell me, when the time comes, I will bring you the tsamba made by myself, okay?" ”

"Okay, okay, let's go back." Mafia said.

Kelsang Gyalce hurried outside, just as she had come, but Mafia stopped her and said, "Kelsang Gyal, leave the bowl, leave the bowl." ”

At this time, another woman's voice came from inside the temple: "Gesang Jiaxi, you came to the temple again, didn't you tell you that this is where the Bodhisattva lives?" Why do you keep coming here? ”

Gesang Jiaxi, who was about to send the bowl back, changed his face, hurriedly ran back, put down the bowl and went in the other direction: "Mafia, next time I come, Amola is here, you help me block it, and tell her that I haven't come." ”

Then, a woman in Tibetan clothes came over, saw Mafiya, put away her seriousness, and said with a smile: "Mafia, I'm causing you trouble again, this Gesang Jiaxi, see if I don't teach her a good lesson when I go back." ”

"She has a relationship with the Bodhisattva." Mafia said.

The smile on the woman's face was even brighter, and after saying goodbye, she chased in the direction where Kelsang Jiaxi had run, while Mafia picked up the bowl on the ground, put down the butter tea, and ran to open all the windows that Kelsang Jiaxi had closed, and then sat back in place, drinking butter tea and eating tsamba, until she finished eating the tsamba in the bowl, and Mafia suddenly said to herself: "You are awake!" ”

At this moment, on the bed behind Mafia, the pale young man sat up heavily, with a painful expression on his face, he looked around, his eyes became vigilant, and finally locked on Mafia, his expression became solemn, he raised his legs, and wanted to get out of bed.

At this moment, Mafia said without looking back: "Don't move, otherwise the wound will crack open." ”

But the young man did not listen to the advice, but staggered over, because of the vigorous exercise, he was wrapped in gauze, and became blood red again, and finally sat down beside Mafia, the young man took the cup and poured a cup of butter tea, but he was not in a hurry to drink it, but dipped a little tea in the tea bowl with the ring finger of his right hand, and raised his finger and sprinkled it three times in the air, which was the rule, indicating devotion to the gods, the dragon, and the earth.

In Tibet, as a guest, if you have to do the ritual with butter tea, you should not drink the tea too quickly and too quickly, you should gently blow off the oil slick on the tea, drink it several times, leave about half of it, and wait for the host to add it before drinking. Drink tea should not make a sound, but sip gently. If you drink very quickly, you will be regarded as uneducated by the owner, and you will be jokingly called "donkey drinking water".

In particular, you can't drink it all at once, and you can't drink a bowl and leave, generally three bowls are the most auspicious, there is a proverb in Lhasa, a bowl becomes an enemy.

"It's still this familiar taste." The young man finished his drink and poured himself another glass, but instead of asking Mafiya to pour it for him, as is customary in Tibet, and Mafiya did not seem to be ready to do her duty as a master and keep adding to the young man, but said, "Don't finish drinking, I'm not going to do it tonight." ”

But the young man didn't stop moving, just smiled and said, "It's an honor to be able to drink the butter tea you made, how can you not drink it?" ”

Then he poured himself again, drank three cups in a row, and showed a satisfied look on his face, on the roof of the world, whether you are hungry or exhausted, as long as you drink a bowl of butter tea, you will increase your strength, and instantly become energetic and energetic, especially in the winter when the wind roars and the water drips into ice, drink a few cups of butter tea, and feel that the whole body is extremely warm, and no matter how cold the day is, you can get through. Some people even say that when you are in poor health and bedridden, drinking a bowl of strong tea can detoxify and cure diseases, eliminate diseases and eliminate evil.

After climbing the plateau from a low altitude, you will often be blown open by the sharp cold wind, your skin will be chapped, and you may also be tortured by severe hypoxia to dizziness, shortness of breath, palpitation and vomiting.

"I expected anyone to save me, but you saved me unexpectedly." The young man's expression suddenly became serious.

Mafia also changed her calm expression, and her face became solemn: "I just don't want some people to succeed, you have a saying in China, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and now you are the enemy of my enemy, then you can become my friend, do you say?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes, but I'm afraid this reason is not enough." ”

This is back to Mafia was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and everything can't escape a good word." ”

"I'm afraid that the world can't imagine that the leader of the International Killer Organization is an old woman who lives a hard life in a Zen temple, and no one can imagine that you, an Italian, are so proficient in Chinese culture." The young man said helplessly, "Then what profit do you want?" Or what do you want from me? ”

"I want the League of Assassins to collapse, and I want the International Killer Organization to become the number one in the world." The old woman said calmly.

The young man was stunned: "There is also a saying in China, it is better to hear than to see, today I am fortunate to be able to meet the famous Mafia, but I didn't expect you to be such an idle person, let's say, what is your ultimate goal?" ”

"What I just said is my ultimate goal, to make the International Killer Organization the number one in the world and completely crush the Assassin League." Mafia said calmly.

"But I don't see desire in your eyes, you're more like an old man practicing in a Zen temple." The young man said calmly.

"If I say that this wish is not what I want, will you believe it?" Mafia said.

The young man looked at her deeply, nodded and said, "I believe it." ”

This time it was Maffia's turn to be surprised, but she quickly put away her surprise, picked up the copper teapot and poured a cup for the young man: "What I did was not what I wanted, but the world always asked you to do something you had to do, and I stayed here, maybe because of another me, who wanted me to atone for my sins here." ”

"Atonement?" The young man was shocked and coughed a few times, "That murderous person like me, shouldn't he also stay here to atone for his sins?" ”

"Welcome." Mafia nodded, then picked up the prayer wheel beside her, closed her eyes, and spun round and round.

The young man looked up at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and suddenly recalled in his heart that in the past thirty years, at that moment he really wanted to let go of everything and participate in meditation and penance here with Mafia, wanting to atone for his sins.

However, Mafiya said, "Young man, the murderous aura in your body is too heavy to stay here, so go back to where you should go, if you go against your heart, you will not become a Buddha." ”

"Am I going to die a bad death?" The young man asked suddenly.

"The Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." Maffia said calmly, "And killing is not what you want, it's just that now is not the time for you to put down the butcher knife. ”

PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Amora, Tibetan means mother, and the "Habibie" that Amira said means "dear" in Arabic.