Chapter 737: Lama Temple

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I looked at the lama temple, I could vaguely see a protruding steep slope behind the white spire, it seems that the lama temple is on the other side of the hillside, look at the height, the lama temple is halfway up the mountainside, there is no obvious path, to walk up, it is estimated that it will take several hours. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The doornail led me into a house owned by a middle-aged man named Tashi, who was adding cow dung to the stove when we entered, and it was steaming hot and fragrant.

Tashi sat us down around the stove and poured two bowls of what had been cooked on the stove and handed it to me and the doornails.

"Butter tea, it's delicious." The door nail motioned for me to drink, I took a sip, and began to feel astringent, and there was an indescribable aroma when I tasted it, and I personally thought it was much better than coffee.

"It's an interesting place." The doornail said to me, "Ramla means Lake in Tibetan, but there is no lake near this village at all, and there is a lama temple called Tsering Monastery, which translates to longevity, but only one great master in the whole temple has lived past the age of 70." ”

Tashi said on the side: "You don't know, according to legend, hundreds of years ago, there was a lake here, a big lake, very beautiful, suddenly one day, an avalanche, the beautiful lake disappeared overnight, and after the avalanche, on the hillside, there appeared a lama temple, where the lamas all claimed to be two hundred years old, more than that, so it was called Tsering Temple, and later, during the war, the great lamas hid in the more remote mountains. ”

I glanced at the doornail speechlessly, meaning how did you step on the plate? I don't even know that there is such a legend in this place?

The doornail blushed and didn't come to see me, so he quickly took a sip of tea.

I secretly calculated that if this legend was not fabricated, then the lamas that Tashi was talking about who lived for more than 200 years were most likely members of the knife clan.

"So, before the avalanche, that lama temple was buried in the snow?" I asked Tashi, "What caused the avalanche?" ”

"I don't know." Tashi added another piece of cow dung to the stove: "It's been too long, no one remembers." ”

"Xiao Guan Ye, when are you going to go up the mountain?" The doornail quickly diverted the topic.

I looked at the sun and said, "Let's rest well tonight, and tomorrow morning I will go up." ”

"Gotcha." The doornail asked Tashi to pack his luggage, and then leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Guan Ye, listening to the legend just now, I think this place is a bit of a doorway." ”

"How?"

"You see, as you said, the lama temple appeared after the avalanche, which means that the lama temple was buried in the snow at the beginning, and there is no county record in this place, but many catastrophic legends will be passed down in the form of songs or scriptures, I have checked, and there is really no record of the avalanche, that is, either Tashi is fooling you, or it was the accident, only the people of Ramla know."

"What does it prove?"

"Proved" the doornail lowered his voice again: "Someone is fighting upside down, causing an avalanche, the lama temple is actually an above-ground mausoleum, there must be an underground palace below, and the people who are fighting downside must be the people of Ramla, those lamas who are more than two hundred years old, must have found something in the bucket to make them live a long life." ”

I snorted, noncommittal, the door nail was bored, and I went to help Tashi pack his luggage.

Early the next morning, I asked Tashi to take us up the mountain. The three of them put on thick cowhide coats, and I looked at the sun, the sky was clear, and the sky was really blue, that blue, as if I was in a crystal. The lama temple is really behind a mountain ridge, only a white pagoda spire is exposed, and the road up the mountain is stepped out by the donkey friends, covered by snow, basically no road.

It took us about three hours to climb halfway up the mountain, and although it was cold, we were soaked under the thick yak hide, and we felt like we were steaming on our heads.

I couldn't take it anymore, I felt that my breath was starting to get out of control, so I waved my hand, stopped to rest, and the doornail was like an amnesty, and I suddenly fell on my stomach in the snowdrift, and Tashi looked at us and giggled.

After more than two hours, we finally climbed the ridge and had a panoramic view of the Lama Temple.

To my surprise, it was not the small temple I imagined, there were many houses, all cramped into a clearing on the mountainside, and in front of the temple was a river valley, which was already frozen.

"Damn, looking at this mountain, I feel more and more that I may have analyzed it correctly yesterday." The doornail muttered behind me.

I looked around the mountains around the Lama Temple, and said that the heart was good, there was a photo in front of it, and there was a back, the location of this Lama Temple, the Tibetan wind gathers qi, and the shade is blessed, it is indeed a treasure place to bury people, is the door nail analysis correct, this Lama Temple is actually an above-ground mausoleum? But this is Tibet, whether the Tibetans talk about feng shui or not, they have always respected the heavenly burial, how could they build such a large mausoleum?

I lit a cigarette and took a hard puff, and Tashi gave me a thumbs up: "Boss, awesome!" Usually people in the city have to hold their pockets and smoke when they come, and you can still smoke, amazing. ”

When he said the pocket, he should be referring to the oxygen bag, but it is true that my altitude sickness is not strong, which may be directly related to my time in the army.

"Little Guan Ye, look." The door nail pointed to the stupa and said: "The whole lama temple, the stupa is the highest, the main hall is second, the mountain gate is the right, facing west, the rest of the Zen house from the spine number, the size of sixty-one, and the star Luo around the optimus pillar, the pagoda, is this optimus prime, the pagoda, the main hall, the mountain gate three numbers, the whole eight eight sixty-four buildings, such an overall scale of design, will not be a coincidence?" ”

The door nail made my eyes light up: "You want to say that the lama temple implies Yi sixty-four?" ”

The doornail nodded: "Seriously, I feel more and more like an above-ground mausoleum." ”

Tashi scratched his head and looked at us, suddenly a little confused: "Boss, it's not too early, it's windy in the high places, let's go down and talk about it." ”

I took a closer look at the lama temple, and from the specifications of the building, I couldn't see the style of the mausoleum, maybe I was still too shallow, even if there was any mystery, I couldn't find it for a while.

Without thinking about it so much, I waved my hand, and the three of them walked towards the lama temple. In front of the mountain gate is a large clearing, and the snow is very thick, and only a path for people to walk has been cleared, and the road is paved with bluestone.

The temple door was closed, Tashi went up and knocked on the door, and after knocking for a long time, the door was opened a small crack, and a little lama poked out half his head and looked at us, as if he were a child who had not seen a stranger for a long time.

Tashi folded his hands and said a word in Tibetan, and then the little lama let down his guard, opened the door, and said a word in Tibetan.

Tashi said to me, "He asked us what we were doing. ”

"Straight to the point, find someone." I handed the photo of the knife to the little lama, he looked at the photo, and suddenly the corners of his mouth moved, but he didn't make a sound, quickly stuffed the photo back, turned his head and ran.