The sun hung high in the sky, selflessly swaying its own brilliance and energy, and the cold wind had already lost its terrifying power due to the loss of strong support.

But in the middle of the mountain behind Lotus Mountain, because of the many palaces blocking the sun, it seems a little cold, and there is no complete road in the mountains, ordinary people will not come here to burn incense and visit.

At this moment, a single woman is struggling to climb to the top of the mountain along the sheep farm trail behind the mountain, perhaps tired or looking for a way, she has to stop from time to time to watch, and then walk a few steps.

The woman is dressed in colorful clothes, the long skirt covers the top of the feet, it is also colorful, obviously not the Han family attire, in the faint greenery, like a butterfly returning home at night, slowly dancing, if let the literati and ink writers see it, they will casually chant two sentences:

"You stand on the mountain and look at the scenery, and the people who watch the scenery look at you from the mountain......"

Suddenly, she stepped on a raised rock, which could not bear the weight of her body, and suddenly broke away from the mountain, and rolled to the foot of the mountain.

The woman's feet fell into the air, her body lost her balance, and she let out a "ah......" sound, and rolled down the mountain like the rock.

Fortunately, there were many trees on the hillside, and the woman's arm hit a thick pine tree, so she barely managed to stabilize her figure, and half lay under the pine tree, and did not move for a long time.

Blocking the sunlight of this piece of back mountain is the Da Rajang Palace, an old monk of about fifty years in the palace, witnessed all this through the window, and sighed softly: "Another idiot who does not listen to the advice of the Buddha!" ”

He originally didn't want to do much, but when he saw the woman lying motionless on her side, she didn't see any movement for a long time, and finally she couldn't help it, slowly walked out of the Da Rajang Palace, came to the woman's side, squatted down, patted the woman's shoulder, "Donor......"

The woman did not react and seemed to be asleep forever.

The old monk frowned, and then turned the woman's body over and made her lie flat.

The long braid almost covered most of the face, and the only remaining cheek and the corners of the mouth looked very pale, in stark contrast to the black hair, the old monk reached out and probed in front of the woman's nose: There is gas! Although the woman's breathing was weak, it was very even, and she should not be seriously injured, probably due to excessive fatigue.

The old monk shook his head, wanting to leave, but he still couldn't hold back, and reached out to the woman with both hands.

He grabbed the back of the woman's head with one hand, let her head rest on his big arm, and with the other hand, he picked up the crook of the woman's legs, picked the woman up horizontally, and slowly returned to the Da Rajang Palace.

Put the woman on the monk's bed and let her lie down, the old monk went to the inner room, found a pill, poured half a cup of water, hesitated for a while, and finally pinched the woman's cheeks, and the water, and forcibly poured the pill down.

At the moment of leaving, the old monk suddenly found that the woman's face was really beautiful, her skin was fair and delicate, as if she was from a large family, her cheeks were inverted triangles, a typical melon seed face, her nose was round, her head was fleshy, she swept her eyebrows lightly, and flew obliquely into her temples, and he unconsciously stroked it on the cheeks that he had pinched just now.

The woman's eyelashes flickered suddenly, as if she was about to wake up at any moment, startling the old monk, but she only squirmed slightly, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The old monk was frightened just now, and when he saw the woman sleeping, he wiped the invisible beads of sweat and sat down on the mahogany chair on the side, but there were ripples in his heart, and his eyes swept to the woman's side from time to time, and fell on her delicate face and full jade peak for a long time.

The old monk is the temple master Tenzin Gyatso of this Taer Monastery, since entering the Taer Monastery, almost never left the Lotus Mountain, in addition to the necessary morning class, etc., even the Great Rajang Palace is rarely out, perennial study of Buddhism, is a high monk who has attained the Tao, Taer Monastery has become the most influential temple of the Gelug School of Tibetan Buddhism in Xining under the guidance of him and two living Buddhas.

The incense of Ta'er Monastery is very prosperous, and there is an endless stream of good men and women, but Tenzin Gyatso hardly accepts outsiders, and the believers only know his fame, and it is difficult to meet him.

The Tarjang Palace, Tenzin Gyatso's dormitory, is located on the back of Lotus Mountain, and there is no trail for good men and women to visit nearby, but the temple has a high prestige among the Tibetans in the vicinity, and it is common for young men and women to climb to the top of the mountain along the unformed sheep intestine path.

Tenzin Gyatso didn't think much of it when he saw it, but it was rare for a young woman to climb to the top of the mountain alone, as it is today.

What's even rarer is that even if a woman's appearance is placed in Xining, it will not belong to the best among the Han people.

Tenzin Gyatso has always studied Buddhism intensively, and he is not concerned about women's affairs, since he entered the Taal Monastery, because he does not go out of the temple all the year round, it is rare to see a woman's side, but today this woman, not only single, but also beautiful, it seems to be a gift from the Buddha to him, rewarding him for the contribution he has made to Buddhism and Taar Monastery over the years.

Although the Taer monastery is full of male monks, Tenzin Gyatso knows that in the far west, where the Buddhist scriptures come from, the large temples are supported by the saints, and in front of outsiders, the saints are high, icy and jade, and the bodhisattva-like people are amiable and respectable, but in the temple, they are far from being as beautiful as outsiders seem.

To put it bluntly, their only duty is to accompany the monks in the temple to combine and double cultivate, and to assist the monks to go further in their Taoism.

Tenzin Gyatso never thought of letting the holy woman help the double cultivation, and the prosperity of Taal Monastery has given him great satisfaction, but today, his heart is no longer as calm as water in the past, and there seems to be a breeze from under the Bodhi tree, which has caused a ripple in his heart.

He recited the incantation, just calming his heart, but in a blink of an eye, seeing the delicate face that the woman's long hair couldn't hide, the waves in his heart increased by a level.

Just like quitting smoking in later generations, if you don't have enough mental preparation, you are forced to quit smoking, once you don't succeed, when you taste that familiar feeling again, you will get close to it in your heart, in other words, once you quit smoking, your addiction will get bigger and bigger in the process of quitting smoking.

Tenzin Gyatso, of course, had no experience of quitting smoking, and since he was unable to calm down, he decided to take a closer look at why this woman had touched his demons.

What surprised him was that under a closer look, the woman's face was more delicate than he imagined, and the face was covered by some floating soil and broken leaves just now, if it was cleaned, it would definitely be comparable to those saints in the West.

Tenzin Gyatso stretched out his hand to brush away the dirt on the woman's face, not wanting the woman to suddenly open her eyes, drunk and hazy, her expression was more seductive than just now, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and decided to find out the woman's identity first, "Donor, are you finally awake?" ”

The woman glanced at Tenzin Gyatso, no joy, no anger, no resentment, no anger, as if it was more profound than his Dharma, and Tenzin Gyatso was taken aback.

But the woman's eyes were blank, her expression was blank, and she didn't look at Tenzin Gyatso.

"Are you a fool?" Tenzin Gyatso was shocked, but his mouth was tentative: "Why did the donor come to this back mountain?" ”

"Why do you want to save me?" The woman only came out with this sentence, and returned to her indifferent state.

Tenzin Gyatso was a little relieved in his heart, and after unremitting efforts, he finally found some information about the woman.

The woman went up the mountain this time, it was due to a marriage change, abandoned by the man, the woman was not angry for a while, so she went up the Lotus Mountain alone, she deliberately chose the back mountain that is inaccessible, ready to use her body to measure the exact height of the Lotus Mountain, but in the middle of the mountain, one foot stepped on the air, hit the tree, and fainted.

"Let the Buddha punish him, but the donor should live well."

The woman said: "The master disciple wants to become a monk in Taer Temple!" ”

"Monks?" Tenzin Gyatso was very happy in his heart, but his face did not change color at all, and he said: "However, there are no female monks in Taal Monastery. ”

The woman's expression has always been blank, but at this moment, a trace of disappointment obviously flashed, and she said abruptly: "Master, isn't there a way to work?" ”

Tenzin Gyatso pondered for a long time, and said: "Buddhism has a method of cultivation, which is inherited in the Western Heavens, but when I came to Xining, in order not to disturb the local alien races and cause unnecessary trouble, I did not ......."

"Master," the woman finally showed joy, "what kind of cultivation is it?" The disciple is willing to cultivate! With that, he got up from the bed and knelt down to Tenzin Gyatso Yingying.

Tenzin Gyatso was secretly happy in his heart, but he said: "This cultivation method requires the wholehearted cooperation of the female benefactor......

"The disciple is willing, the disciple is willing, as long as he can become a monk and cultivate in Ta'er Monastery......"

Tenzin Gyatso was silent for a moment, and then said: "The donor has thought about it, if you practice, at least three years, and you can't interrupt it, if the donor's family obstructs it......"

"The master rest assured, before the disciple came to the Taer Temple this time, he had already left a book for his family, and the Tao was a long-distance hike, if it wasn't for the master's rescue, the disciple was afraid that he would have ...... The family will never hinder the disciple's cultivation of Buddhism, and it is too late to thank the master! ”

If the fragrance dies, it will be a pity! Tenzin Gyatso's expression remained unchanged, but he nodded slightly, "Since the female benefactor has made up her mind, Lao Gu naturally sacrifices her life for righteousness, but in this way, Lao Gao's Taoism will be wasted for a few years, and if you want to become a Buddha, it will be difficult in this life......

"Master......" The woman was stunned, as if she couldn't bear it.

"Don't worry about this, Buddhism says, 'I don't go to hell, who goes to hell', in addition to this life, there is also the next life, if you are sincere, you will eventually become an immortal and become a Buddha, early and late, in the vast world, what is the difference?"

The woman was overjoyed, jumped off the monk's bed, and surrounded Tenzin Gyatso and said, "Master, when will we start cultivating?" ”

"Before practicing, you must burn incense and bathe and tell the Buddha," Tenzin Gyatso took out three sticks of incense, led the woman to the incense room, and said: "You go and light the incense, worship the Buddha three times, and silently recite 'Amitabha Buddha' nine hundred and eighty-one times in your heart, I will prepare hot water, and after the incense is burned, I will bathe again, and ask the Buddha to start practicing!" ”