The voice of the old monk echoed in the silent room, and the voice was low, as if echoing in the long river of history.

“…… Although Master Padmasambhava resisted the charm of the female demon, but Manjushri was full of wisdom and could understand the heart, and let the female demon use the whole body's solution, Master Padmasambhava finally couldn't resist it, and finally simply ran away, and the female demon chased after him. He couldn't run, so he simply closed his eyes, thinking that this was the end. ”

At this point, we come to the next picture, where countless colored fragments are painted on the walls, estimated to be tens of thousands, of different sizes, shapes, and shapes. If you look closely, you can see that each fragment is painted with great care, and it is all drawn by the lamas one by one.

The old monk continued: "...... At this moment, the female demon suddenly turned into countless fragments, and Manjushri manifested his appearance. ”

We came to the next painting, where Guru Padmasambhava was sitting cross-legged on the ground. A bodhisattva with a body like a willow stream wind stood in front of him, and the bodhisattva seemed to be pointing something.

The old monk said, "Manjushri said to Guru Padmasambhava, your view of white bones is very good, but you think people are ugly, that there is no beauty in this world, only suffering, and this is an attachment that will make you never enlightened." ”

I listened thoughtfully.

The old monk said: "Master Padmasambhava has finally understood after receiving this point. At this point, he switched back to Chinese and asked Gatso, "What do you understand?" ”

Gyatso said respectfully: "Beauty and ugliness do not actually exist, they are just attachments to our concepts. When Guru Padmasambhava began his practice, although his meditation was very high, he was still not free from his attachment. ”

The old monk looked at him appreciatively and nodded.

"Hey," Li Qiangmin's voice came from the darkness, "I'm not here to listen to you enlighten my apprentices, can you say something useful." ”

"Don't be in a hurry." Gyatso was a little unhappy, after all, Li Qiangmin was the guru who ran against him.

The old monk waved his hand under the flickering oil lamp and took us on, then changed a wall, I saw such a painting, the background is the snow-capped mountains, extremely magnificent, but there is a big black rain on it, the black rain falls on the snow-capped mountains, there is a feeling that the wind and rain are coming.

"These black rains," said the old monk, "are the fragments that the female demon has become." It did not die, and every fragment became the embodiment of the female demon. In other words, it has changed from one demon to thousands, even hundreds of thousands! ”

I gasped, "Li Damin just brought this demon out?" ”

The old monk did not speak, his breathing became heavier, and the flames flickered more and more.

After a long time, the old monk said: "Li Damin brought back a fragment, which led to the demise of a village, and the sin was not light. ”

Cold sweat was faintly oozing from my head, obediently, how powerful is this spirit demon, turning into tens of millions of pieces, and just one fragment can kill so many people?

"So," I asked, "Li Damin...... Dead? ”

"He's not dead." Li Qiangmin's voice said in the dark, "I can feel that he is still alive." ”

The old monk suddenly turned around, and the flames flickered, "He's with the demon now!" ”

I wiped the sweat on my head, the demon is so powerful, everyone in the village is dead, and now Li Damin is with the demon, he just didn't die, this, what's going on?

The old monk walked to the next mural with an oil lamp, on which Guru Padmasambhava, dressed in golden light, stood in the midst of a raging storm and wrote on a high mountain against the darkness in the distance. I stood stiff on the spot, because I had seen this scene.

Gatso was also saying, "Guest, isn't this something you've ever seen?" ”

The old monk asked what was going on, and Gyatso explained in Tibetan, saying that the distinguished guest had met Guru Padmasambhava while he was in Vipassana.

The old monk stared at me and did not speak.

Gyatso cautiously asked the root cause, and the old monk said to me, "Your Excellency is the warrior who has subdued the demon this time. He clasped his hands together, muttered sutras in his mouth, and said for a long time: "Li Damin released the demon, and you banned the demon, everything is doomed."

Li Qiangmin said: "Is this the omen of a thousand years ago? ”

"Nope." The old monk said, "The real prophecy is here." ”

He continued to walk down, and this was when he reached the last painting. The scene of this painting is extremely bizarre.

A person sits upright in the sky, and below him is a mirror image of himself, and that person is exactly like him, also meditating cross-legged. That is to say, two people are butt to butt, cross-legged to cross-legged, from their faces to their clothes, from the wrinkles at the corners of their clothes to the stretching of their brows, it can be said that they are exactly the same, not bad at all, even if they are the best masters in the world, they can't find any difference between these two people.

I was looking at it, and I couldn't help but tilt my head to look at the shadow of the handstand, it was exactly the same.

I asked, what kind of painting is this.

The old monk said: "This is a painting that appeared when the Tibetan Scripture Cave was first formed, predicting the two sides of a person. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "pop", and the door outside slammed against the door frame, which frightened me.

Gatso said: "It's me who is not good, I didn't close the door when I came in, it should be the wind outside." ”

Gatso said that he had escaped into the darkness, and he should have closed the door in the dark.

The old monk suddenly said, "Don't go." ”

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew in, and the oil lamp in the old monk's hand suddenly overturned, and it was dark all around, and the flames fell to the ground, and they were about to be extinguished. A figure suddenly appeared in the darkness, it was Li Qiangmin, he actually wanted to protect the faint and extinguished flame, who knew that he made a mistake in his busyness, and kicked on the bottom of the oil lamp, the oil lamp jumped suddenly, and the flame was extinguished.

I sighed in the darkness, and I didn't feel anything.

At this time, I was very surprised when I heard the old monk say "huh". A fire suddenly appeared in the darkness, and when I looked closely, it turned out that the oil lamp had gone out, but one of the sparks that burst out fell on the mural.

The murals were all made of plant dyes, and when they saw the fire, the fire started at once.

The room was already dark, and when the fire came together, it was a little dazzling, and tears came out.

Gyatso closed the door and ran back, screamed "oops", took off the monk's robe outside, and began to beat the flames on the mural. Li Qiangmin was no longer in the dark, kicking the fire on the wall with his foot.

The old monk sat on the ground, his eyes closed, his mouth muttering sutras, and his voice spread out like a rippling lake in a dark room.

Li Qiangmin was furious: "Chanting is a fart." ”

The old monk was in the dark and said slowly: "It is doomed to be destroyed, everything is doomed, since I became a lamp monk, everything is doomed." ”