Dorjee is obviously a celebrity in this area, any two people can know him, most of the residents in this Sunshine City are loyal believers in Putuo Palace, and they can be said to have great respect for the monks of Putuo Palace, especially high monks like Dorjee.

Dorjee bowed back and said, "These two donors are guests of the Putuo Palace, and I hope the two donors can let them go." ”

"Uh, this!" The two men looked a little embarrassed.

Dorjee said, "The two donors can rest assured, if something happens, the old man will take it for granted." ”

The two staff members hesitated for a long time, looked at each other, and one of them said to Dorjee, "Since it is the archmage's guarantee, then let them in, but you have to take care of the mastiff, otherwise we will cause trouble, and we will not be able to do it." ”

With that, the two of them got out of the way.

"Thank you, donor."

Dorjee saluted back, and immediately took Chen Dasheng and the others into Sunshine City safely, but the two staff members kept bowing their bodies, knowing that Dao Dorjee and others left, before they straightened up again, withdrew their reverent gaze, and returned to work.

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"I can't see it, old lama, you still have a lot of face!" Successfully entered the city, and the knife was a little teasing at Dorjee.

Dorjee said with a smile, "The sword donor is serious, they don't respect Lao Gao, but the Buddha, it should be said that the Buddha has face, Lao Gao just borrowed the face of the Buddha." ”

The old lama put up his profound Buddhist teachings again, and the knife pursed his lips, and he was more concerned about what kind of reward he could get from this trip to Pudra Palace than these.

"Old lama, don't forget what you promised us before you came." The knife is a typical rectum, say whatever you want, and will not beat around the bush, at this time close to the Pudra Palace. Xiaodao felt that it was better to remind Dorjee, lest they forget it when they got it, and they would return empty-handed, which could only be described as a sad urging.

As everyone knows, Chen Dasheng listened to the words of the knife, but he had an urge to find a crack drill, and there was such a straightforward way to find someone to pay. Quickly stayed away from the knife two steps, unwilling to go along with him, to tell the truth, he escorted Dorjee into Tibet, just to share his sister's worries, he didn't think about asking for any reward from the beginning, even the matter of the female mastiff king, it was also halfway.

Dorjee's face twitched, and then he smiled. "The monks don't speak, the old man will naturally save it, and when the time comes, the old man will show the Buddha, and he will definitely not treat the donor badly."

"That'll be fine." A bright smile bloomed on the face of the knife, and he stepped forward and patted Dorjee's shoulder affectionately, "Old Lama, our journey can be regarded as being born and dead." Without the care of our brothers, you would have seen your Buddha a long time ago. Therefore, when you meet the Buddha, you have to speak well for us, and let us ask for more benefits. ”

"Huh." When Dorjee heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dryly.

This person's cheeks are inevitably too thick, and he obviously called him all the way. Three or four times I had to save my life, and I was actually embarrassed to ask for credit, seeing the cheap look of the knife, Chen Dasheng could only repay it with a contemptuous expression, if there was no such thing to hold back. It's definitely going to be a lot smoother.

"What does it mean to laugh? You're giving me a good idea, huh? Have you forgotten that I gave you ...... Uh, here you go...... What's the matter? Xiaodao thought about it for a long time, and stumbled for a while, because he found that he really didn't help him along the way.

Chen Dasheng couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw this, Dorjee had a good cultivation, and he didn't care about him, and said directly, "Don't worry, the sword donor is relieved, the great kindness is great, and the old man doesn't dare to forget it." ”

"That's the best!" Xiao Dao's embarrassed expression eased slightly, rubbed his hands, and said, "Where are we going now, are we going directly to Putuo Palace?" I can't wait. ”

Dorjee monk's clothes were unfurled, and he said, "It's still early to enter the palace, Putuo Palace is a pure place for Buddhism, and we can't stand the dirt of the world, let's find a place to wash the dust on our bodies and enter the palace cleanly." ”

"What stinky rules?" The knife rolled his eyes, but when he smelled the faint sour smell on his body, he had to nod and agree.

Chen Dasheng didn't say much, this is Dorjee's territory, of course, you have to follow the local customs, take a bath, and spend a lot of time, do you still care about this time?

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Although the city of sunlight is located in a remote area, but because of its identity as a holy place of Buddhism, it is also a tourist attraction itself, so there are really a lot of people in the city, and the mastiff is scared of people.

At the suggestion of the knife, I found a regular health care store that didn't look very formal, and the three of them took a beautiful bath, and the knife enjoyed it by himself. Mo, laughed with the little sister in the store for a while, and then under the urging of Chen Dasheng, he left the small shop and walked towards Putuo Palace.

Putuo Palace, located on the Maburi Mountain in the northwest of Sunshine City, is a large-scale palace-style complex, which was built in the Tang Dynasty and has a history of nearly 2,000 years.

Overlapping repeatedly, twists and turns, fused together with the mountain, towering, magnificent and majestic, the palace wall is red and white, the palace top is golden and brilliant, looking at it from afar, the treasure is solemn, and a feeling of wanting to worship on the ground arises spontaneously.

After a delay, when the three of them arrived at the Putuo Palace, it was almost dark, but there were still many pilgrims from all over the world gathered outside the palace, some lying on the ground and kowtowing to the pilgrimage, and some did not know what difficult scriptures to recite in their mouths, all of them looked solemn and extremely pious, of course, there were many who purely came to see the excitement, holding the camera in their hands and taking pictures.

"Wow, it's the New Year, these people don't want to stay at home and reunite with their relatives, what are they doing here?" Xiao Dao looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Chen Dasheng shook his head and smiled, "Don't you see that many of them are foreigners?" What other Spring Festival do foreigners celebrate? ”

"Pick! Don't all Chinese people love foreign festivals now? Why can't foreigners celebrate the Spring Festival? Knife pouted.

Chen Dasheng shrugged his shoulders, "I can't answer this!" ”

"Alas, spiritual poison!" Xiaodao looked at the believers who were kneeling on the ground and bowing down sincerely, and couldn't help but turn his face to look at Dorjee, "You people are really harmful, spreading spiritual poison, look at how many people have been poisoned, what is the difference between this and engaging in pyramid schemes?" ”

Dorjee already has a very deep understanding of the virtue of the knife, and now when he hears the words of the knife, he knows that this guy is joking, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to him, and says directly, "Two donors, let's hurry up and enter the palace, so as not to be targeted, but it is trouble!" ”

"Targeted?"

Chen Dasheng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and looked left and right, it seemed that they were all ordinary people, and they were all in front of the gate of Putuo Palace, could they still dare to snatch the golden body of the living Buddha here?

Before he could ask, Dorjee had already raised his legs and walked directly towards the palace gate, covering his face with his sleeves as he walked, mysteriously, as if a star was traveling.

"Ah, it's Archmage Dorjee!"

Dressed in lama costumes, mixed in with this group of tourists, it is so conspicuous that it stands out from the crowd. Although Dorjee wanted to keep a low profile, he was recognized by someone after walking less than ten meters.

The scream was made by an old woman, sixty or seventy years old, looking at her outfit, she should be a native of Sunshine City, dressed as a Tibetan woman, holding a small cane, staggering towards Dorjee, her face full of excitement.

The old woman shouted like this, and immediately alarmed a lot of people, many people heard the wind, and blocked the road at once, and a large group of people hula lala surrounded Dorjee, many of them were obviously in the name of the Grand Master of Jiumu Dorjee, and their faces were full of excited smiles, and many people didn't know who this old lama was.

"Archmage Dorjee, it's really Archmage Dorjee!"

The sound of whirring in the crowd came, and it exploded in an instant, Dorjee is like a star surrounded by fans, he can only deal with it with a smile and a smile, it is difficult to move an inch, Chen Dasheng can be regarded as knowing what Dorjee meant by what he said just now, and he was afraid of being targeted by this group of fans. (To be continued......)