While drinking hot butter tea, I listened to Li Qiangmin ask the old monk, where is Li Damin?

The old monk raised his dry eyes and said softly: He is with the devil, I persuaded him, but he insisted on not listening.

Li Qiangmin forced to ask: "Where is the demon, take me there!" ”

The old lama sighed and said slowly in the dark, "If you had seen the omen of a thousand years ago, you would not have been in a hurry. ”

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't stumble, what a thousand years of omen?" Li Qiangmin was a little annoyed.

The old monk said: "Distinguished guests will rest in the temple first, and I will take you to see the prophecy at night, and then you will understand." ”

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, came to the shrine with a set of tea sets, carefully put it in, and sighed deeply, "It's a pity that I didn't drink this cup of tea." ”

Like a snail, he walked step by step, slowly exiting from the main entrance of the Buddhist hall.

When he left, there were only me and Li Qiangmin in the house, so I dared to speak, and said suspiciously: It's just a cup of tea, as for it.

"It's a really uncomfortable place." Li Qiangmin's face had an anxious look, and it was the first time I had seen him with such an expression.

He stood up, ignored me, strode out, pushed the door and walked out.

I hurriedly followed, and as soon as I came outside, I saw the little monk Gyatso standing at the door respectfully: "Two distinguished guests, the master said that he would treat you well, please come with me." ”

Li Qiangmin's face was unhappy, and it was inconvenient for him to attack, so he motioned to lead the way. The two of us followed him through the courtyard, up a stone staircase, and around the back. This is the monk's dormitory built on the cliff, connected by a plank road corridor composed of mountain slabs, trembling on it, I don't know how many years.

The monk's house is facing the cliff, the wind is a little strong, the face is damp, walking on this small plank road, the legs and stomach are trembling.

Gatso led us to a room in the back, pointed to it, and said, "You two are resting here for the time being, and food will be delivered at noon."

Li Qiangmin stopped him, pointed to the mountain opposite, and asked, what is there.

There are many honeycomb-shaped holes in the opposite mountain, densely packed, and it looks like there can be thousands of them. It should be artificially chiseled out of the wall, each hole is connected by a plank road, where the wind blows, the clouds and mist are filled, and it looks extremely mysterious, like a stone beehive.

Gyatso said: "There is the cave of the scriptures in our monastery. For thousands of years, all the scriptures have been in these holes. ”

Li Qiangmin let out an "oh", didn't ask more, pushed the door and walked in. Gatso and I thanked each other and went into the house as well.

The room was small and very dark, with only a little light coming in from the windows.

Looking around, the room was very simple, there was not even a bed, they all sat on the floor, and lay on the ground. There were some ancient scriptures piled up in the corner, and there was a faint musty smell, and instead of feeling uncomfortable, it smelled somewhat applicable.

Li Qiangmin didn't pay attention to me at all, he came to a corner and sat cross-legged, his hands formed a lotus seal, closed his eyes and quickly entered a state of concentration, and began to practice vipassana again.

I shook my head secretly, this kid is a cultivation monster, he is simply terrifyingly obsessed with cultivation, and he is even more evil than Li Damin I know.

I walked gently around the room, not daring to make a noise for fear of disturbing him, and in the corner of the room there was a extinguished oil lamp, and beside it was a flint, and I polished the flame and lit the oil lamp, and with the lamp in one hand, I came to the scroll.

There is no mobile phone signal in this place, and no electronic devices are used, so you can only rely on primitive reading to pass the time.

I flipped through the top scroll, it was written in both Chinese and Tibetan, Tibetan is naturally incomprehensible, and the Chinese here are all traditional characters, and there are no punctuation marks all over the text, so it is very mouth-wrenching to read.

I was dizzy and dizzy after looking at it, and I flipped through it casually, and there were some pictures of various Buddhas in the back, which I couldn't understand, so I put them aside casually.

After a moment in the room, I put the oil lamp on the ground, gently pushed the door and went out to the corridor of the plank road. Outside is cloudy and misty, and the vision is very poor, but after staring at it for a long time, I feel that there is an indescribable depth in the depths of the clouds.

I stood behind the railing, and I couldn't help but close my eyes, and the first light method flowed through my mind.

It may be the special environment here, I actually entered the state very quickly, the circulation of the first light method seemed to make my spiritual power infinitely expanded, and at this time, an extremely incredible scene suddenly appeared in my consciousness.

Everything is not seen by the eyes, but naturally appears in the consciousness of the mind, there seems to be a "person" on the opposite mountain, in the consciousness can only feel that it is a person, can not see any details.

The man was covered in golden light, and he was writing something in the air with his hand, and not far from him, in the depths of the clouds, there was something extremely dark about to move.

I couldn't describe what it was, I felt terrified, as if my mental power was drawn to this darkness.

The man wrote a string of golden letters in the air, covering the darkness, and the huge dark thing made a strange noise and quickly disappeared deeper into the clouds.

This sound is very evil, because it happens in consciousness, not "heard" by the ears, so naturally it appears in the mind.

I was immersed in this scene when suddenly someone said, "Honorable guest, what are you doing?" ”

This sound was like a hollow valley ringing a bell, and I immediately woke up, my heart was pounding, and when I opened my eyes, it turned out to be Gyatso. He carried a wooden plate with a bamboo tube on it, and two rough wooden bowls.

"I, I'm nothing." I hurriedly said.

"Did you sense something?" Gyatso said, "You have cultivated the early stage of the Bright Light Purification Method, and you should be able to feel the aura here. ”

I recounted the scene I had just "seen" in my consciousness.

Gyatso was pleasantly surprised: "The golden light person you see should be the Dharma appearance of Guru Padmasambhava. ”

"What is the thing of darkness?"

"It's supposed to be a demon from the spirit world." Gatso said: "I don't know the specifics, the master has never elaborated. However, I know that the earliest cultivation of our Wooden Pagoda Temple was to suppress the evil demons here and suppress the exit of the spiritual world. ”

Seeing Guru Padmasambhava's Dharma just now didn't make me laugh much, and the thought of that unfathomable darkness made me get goosebumps all over my body. If Li Damin really gets inside, it will be troublesome.

It is still unknown what the so-called "spiritual demons" are in the context of their beliefs.

The skill of the "demon" is somewhat enlightened, but it appears a little bit, so that the whole village is destroyed, and these high-ranking monks in the temple have made great efforts to purify themselves.

"Li Damin, Li Damin," I murmured, "you can do it, this time you have to do it." ”

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