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Chapter 115: Dream Speaker

"What?" Kuang Zhenzhen was really taken aback, "Lama Sam hasn't seen Qing'er again, why did he suddenly say that he wanted to see her alone?" ”

In fact, she was not the only one who would think so, even Xu Zimo and Shi Lei were taken aback.

They had studied in Tibet a few years ago, and they had a certain understanding of Tibetan Buddhist culture, and knew that although Litang Temple was not as good as the three major monasteries in Lhasa in terms of ranking, the status of the Sam Lama of Litang Temple should not be underestimated, and even the ninth living Buddha of Jokhang Temple should be polite to him when they met.

And now, the famous Sam Lama suddenly named him by name, and proposed to meet Ye Qing, who had never met before, and deliberately through the mouth of a little lama, focusing on meeting alone, this kind of meaning is really confusing.

"In that case, then Qing'er, you go first, we'll wait for you here." After thinking about it, Xu Zimo finally spoke.

Sam Lama is an upright man and a wise elder, and since he has explained this, he must have had a specific purpose.

Li Wei and the others nodded in unison when they heard him say this, although the girls were young, they were also people who had seen the world, and they knew that since Sam Lama was the master of the temple, he would definitely be good and would not deliberately embarrass Ye Qing.

It's just that they think so, in the end, there is still a little worry in their hearts, so they simply stay where they are, watching the scenery and waiting for people.

Seeing them behaving like this, the little lama was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly walked behind a rock, and not long after, a little lama who was younger than him came out behind him, estimated to be twelve or thirteen years old, with a pink plateau red on his face, and two shallow dimples could be seen on his cheeks when he smiled.

"Looks like we're being treated well."

Shi Lei said with a smile: "Let's go, this little lama invited us to the meditation room in the back mountain to rest, after walking for so long, my stomach seems to be a little hungry, I remember that the rice in Litang Temple seems to taste good, and the butter tea brewed by the old man guarding the mountain seems to be okay......"

"What, there's food here, too?"

Hearing the word "fast rice", Kuang Zhenzhen was the first to run in front, in the afternoon in order to visit the Buddhist temple, she took care of the image, she didn't dare to put snacks in her pocket, but she ate early for lunch, walked for a long time on the mountain road, and at this time she was already hungry and her chest was close to her back.

Li Wei and Li Min followed closely, the two of them usually exercise less, climbing a mountain in a plateau like Litang, in addition to consuming physical strength, they must always pay attention to their breathing, otherwise once their chest is stuffy for a long time, it is very likely that they will fall to the ground and rest.

Only Xu Zimo glanced at the direction of Ye Qing's departure a few times uneasily, until she and the little lama walked into the corner and could not see each other again, then slowly withdrew her gaze, followed Li Wei and the others worriedly, and walked into a well-styled mountain temple meditation room.

Ye Qing followed behind the little lama, passed through the small round gate on the east side of the courtyard of the spiritual pagoda, and turned into a long corridor, lined with high walls of lush greenery, and from top to bottom, hanging scenes of wisteria.

Leaving the two immortal pagodas of the Incense Root Living Buddha, the abnormal movement in the dantian finally calmed down, and by looking at the gaps around her, she asked the little lama, "Tashi Dele, Kabataka?" ”

It means, "Little Master, where are we going?" ”

The little lama never seemed to expect Ye Qing to understand Tibetan, although he said it a little awkwardly, but the general meaning was not wrong, grinning, he smiled and answered Ye Qing's question, saying that he was going to the place where Lama Sam lived, this corridor is the famous interpretation cloud corridor of Litang Temple.

He is not very old, it is the time of his nature, and along the way, he has gradually changed from the shyness at the beginning to let go, and every time he passes by a building, he will deliberately pause for a minute or two, and briefly introduce to Ye Qing the name and age of the building he passed by.

Through conversation, Ye Qing learned that the little lama's name was Ninggu, which means noon in Chinese, and he said that he was an orphan who had been with Sam Lama for as long as he could remember, until he was exactly fifteen years old this year.

Ning Gu has a cheerful personality and is articulate, basically every time Ye Qing asks, he will answer a lot with a smile, but when she asked why Lama Sam knew her name, the little lama was silent.

Ye Qing was helpless, so she had to hold back the doubts in her heart and continue to walk forward.

In this way, they went all the way from the Zen room in the back mountain, through the Dharma Cloud Corridor, the Maitreya Hall, the Great Scripture Hall, the Faxiang Courtyard and other temple buildings, and finally passed through two small courtyards and came to the outside of a bamboo house.

The bamboo house is very poorly built, and from the outside, it looks like the lonely shop of Nomura described in a martial arts novel, standing between heaven and earth, helpless.

A huge courtyard, except for a few sparse green bamboos around, there are no other decorations, strictly speaking, this bamboo house is not even comparable to the Zen room in the courtyard of the back mountain.

Ye Qing knew that Sam Lama was a well-known ascetic in Tibetan Buddhism, and firmly believed that in one lifetime, a person must go through the teachings of the four noble truths of "the truth of suffering, the truth of concentration, the truth of extinction, and the truth of the path", in order to stop confusion and nirvana in his practice, until he enters the path and becomes a Buddha, and no longer falls into the cycle of human reincarnation.

The reason why he chose to live in such a harsh environment was nothing more than to understand the ascetic law of the Buddha Shakyamuni that "if there is no body, there is no mind".

"Cthulrie."

Ning Gu motioned for her to wait a while, he walked lightly to the door of the bamboo house, stretched out his hand to buckle the door panel, and there was no movement inside, but the purple bamboo wind chimes hanging in the east eaves suddenly became windless.

"Ding...... Ding......"

When the little lama heard the wind chimes, he hurriedly lowered his head, took three steps back and stood in front of the door, and bent down to make a gesture of please towards Ye Qing.

Ye Qing understood what he was trying to express, and didn't hesitate anything, he stepped forward directly and gently pushed the door open.

Inside the bamboo hut, an old man with a clear face and a withered body was sitting cross-legged on the floor, his eyes closed, and a low table was placed in front of him, on which a thin layer of rice paper was spread, but the paper was empty.

Hearing the small cracking sound of the wooden door being pushed, Sam Lama finally opened his eyes slowly.

His **** has long been like dead wood because of his perennial penance, but only this pair of eyes is extremely strong, obviously a sharp sight like an eagle falcon, but it is full of kindness like a spring breeze, which makes people look at it at first glance, in addition to awe or awe.

Before coming, Ye Qing had already heard Ning Gu tell a lot of touching deeds about Lama Sam, although she had never experienced it personally, but from just a few words, she could also feel the extraordinariness of this old man, not to mention the moment she looked at Lama Sam just now, she seemed to see a trace of relief in his eyes.

"Tashi Delek!"

Ye Qing stood at the door, clasped her hands and said hello first.

Sam Lama smiled in surprise, and the expression on his face softened noticeably because of this smile.

"Sit down, young man."

The old man did not get up, his posture remained unchanged, but he raised his right hand slightly, and pointed to the futon opposite the low table to signal her to take a seat.

But Ye Qing was stunned suddenly.

She never seemed to have expected that Sam Lama could speak Chinese, and he spoke so fluently, although he still had a bit of a Tibetan accent, but the words were clear, no worse than the local tour guides who claimed to be proficient in many Chinese.

"Sam Lama......

Ye Qing was about to speak, but was stopped by the old man waving his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and he asked: "Young man, do you want to ask, you and I have never met, why did I suddenly specify that I wanted you to come?" ”

"Yes." Ye Qing nodded generously.

With a smile on his face, Lama Sam picked up the ink pen on the table and said, "It's not difficult to answer this question, but you can watch me draw a picture first." After saying that, he closed his eyes again, raised his arm directly, and wrote on the rice paper.

His movements began to be fast, so fast that Ye Qing almost thought that he could see several hands holding the pen dancing at the same time, but in fact, it was just a combination of afterimages one by one, because of the visual lag caused by the excessive speed.

It didn't take long for his movements to slow down again, as if the brush had suddenly become a thousand-pound iron pestle, and he didn't have enough strength to shake it at all.

"How is that possible?" As soon as Lama Sam's movements stopped, a hint of surprise flashed in Ye Qing's eyes.

That piece of rice paper, oh no, it's the painting, the content of the painting, it turned out to be an overlook of the sect of the Danyi Gate, from the stone plaque of the mountain gate, to the room in the backyard, a fish and a bird, a grass and a tree, just like the environment in which she lived in her previous life.

"You're a Dream Speaker?!"

In addition to being surprised, Ye Qing quickly made up her mind.

Dream Speakers are actually an extremely mysterious group of cultivators on the Yunhai Continent, the so-called Dream Speakers, as the name suggests, they mainly cultivate through dreams, as long as the opponent sleeps, they can attack, and at the same time cultivate as advanced people, and can also use dreams to predict some important things.

In the previous life in the Yunhai Continent, the appearance of any dream master would be co-opted by various forces, and his status was far more prominent than that of an alchemist.

"That's right."

Ye Qing's affirmative tone made Lama Sam also stunned, but soon, he generously admitted it.

"In addition, not only me, but also the abbots and lamas of the five famous monasteries in Tibet all have such magical talents, but each person has his own depth of cultivation, among the five people, the living Buddha and I are the most powerful."

In the previous life in the Yunhai Continent, the appearance of any dream master would be co-opted by various forces, and his status was far more prominent than that of an alchemist.

"That's right."

Ye Qing's affirmative tone made Lama Sam also stunned, but soon, he generously admitted it.

"In addition, not only me, but also the abbots and lamas of the five famous monasteries in Tibet all have such magical talents, but each person has his own depth of cultivation, among the five people, the living Buddha and I are the most powerful." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )