I thought that in my previous life, I must have been a speck of dust in the Buddha hall, listening to Sanskrit music and listening to the teachings of the Buddha every day. The mind is Bodhi, suffering from the world, and then half a life is floating.

The meditation room is spotless, futons, scriptures, telling the loneliness of the Buddha, but it is also the ethereal calmness of seeing through the red dust. Listening to the Sanskrit sound and looking at the bell engraved with Sanskrit, my heart was unconsciously infected and became clear and peaceful. This is my life at the moment, every day is unchanging, regular, alive.

On this day, as usual, I got up at dawn, and after a little freshening, I picked up the broom behind the door and walked out of the meditation room. He took a deep breath of fresh air from the courtyard before he walked over and opened the door and began his morning sweep.

It seemed to feel like someone tapped me on the shoulder, and when I turned around to see a blurry figure, I thought about it and pointed to the door. Seeing that the other party did not move, he pointed again, but the man still did not move. I had no choice but to ignore him and continue to sweep the floor, inside and out for about an hour, and the Guru and the Dhaba should have gotten up.

I was about to pack up my broom and go back to prepare for the morning class, but I was grabbed by my hand, I looked back and looked, and after identifying it for a long time, I felt that it was still the same person before, and I hadn't left yet. It seems that he is also a pious man, so go in with me.

Soon arrived at the morning meditation room, and the shadows and shadows were all there, and sure enough, the zaba had arrived. I pulled out the hand that the man was holding, walked over to my futon and sat down, waiting for the Sanskrit sound to sing. It's one of the few times of the day when I can hear the outside world. It's amazing that my ears seem to be deaf and not deaf, and no one else can hear them, but Sanskrit sounds can reach my ears. My eyes are also blind, not blind, not blind, even if I see people, I can see clearly, only Shakyamuni Buddha and the engraved Sanskrit text can see clearly.

Guru Kashan thought that I was the highest devotional to the Buddha, so he put me in the first row every morning class.

For me, the morning class was short and passed in the blink of an eye. At this time, the rest of the lamas would leave one after another and practice separately, while I would still sit quietly in the meditation room, smelling the unique sandalwood fragrance and calming my mind. Maybe only my nose is normal in my five senses, and I can argue with the smell. As for the mouth, I tried to pronounce the sounds, but all the words that came out were dull monosyllables, and I couldn't connect them into sentences, and then Guru Kashan allowed me not to recite the Sanskrit sutras along, but I could memorize them silently.

Today is a little different from the past, I only memorized a scripture in silence, and I was pulled up by a teacher. I followed all the way to a certain door, and I knew that it was Master Kashan who was looking for me, and this was his meditation room.

Guru Kashan's Dharma is very high, and he is the only person in the monastery who can hear Sanskrit sounds into my ears and communicate with me. Because of this, I can also see his face clearly. After entering the meditation room, I could vaguely see that there was a person sitting on the futon next to me, so I didn't pay much attention to it, and walked quickly to the futon in front of Master Kashan and sat down. Then I heard a familiar voice ringing in my ears: "Mei Duo, a donor came to the temple today, saying that he knows you, it is the one on your left, you can meet it." ”

I followed the direction that my guru was pointing and looked at the blurred image I saw when I entered the door. He came over and crouched down in front of me, and because he was so close, I could vaguely see his outline, his mouth open and closed, but no sound in his ears.

At this time, I heard the guru say to me again: "Mei Duo, he said his name is successive. ”

Inexplicably, my heart trembled, and one after another, I chewed on the name, as if ...... It's really familiar. Is it someone I know? The guru's voice came from my ears again, but instead of speaking to me, he was telling the benefactor about my experience of coming to the temple.

My guru had already told me that about a year and eight months ago, I was lying alone at the gate of the monastery when I was found by Dhaba, who came out in the morning to open the door. At that time, I was not able to distinguish between right and wrong as I am now, my whole brain was dull, and according to my teacher, no matter what I asked, I didn't respond at all. Later, I found out that my ears had been injured and I couldn't hear the outside world, which may have caused my vision to deteriorate and my voice to produce coherent syllables.

Of course, these were all things that my guru told me later after I had gradually learned to understand it.

I got bored listening to my teacher talk about these things, so I closed my eyes and memorized the scriptures silently. When I opened my eyes after a lap of silence, I found that I was the only one left in the meditation room, and the master and the benefactor surnamed Lu were gone. Later, when I was busy, I didn't think much about it.

When it was time to get ready for bed, I had just laid out the bedding when I heard the bedbell ringing. By the way, I forgot to mention that in addition to the Guru being able to transmit sound to me, there is another sound in the world that can also reach my ears, and that is pure ringtone. This is not an ordinary bell, it was lit by the chanting of Guru Kashan, and it was densely engraved with Sanskrit words and hung on the edge of the bed, so that if someone came to me and knocked on the door, I just had to pull the rope that held the bell from outside, and I would hear it and open the door.

Opening the door, a tall, blurred figure stood in sight, and I smiled. It turned out that Aman was back.

Like me, Ah Man is a lay disciple who worships under Guru Kashan, and he came later than I do. But he took good care of me, basically as long as he was in the monastery, he would help me with the work. This time, the Guru sent him and the other two Dhapas to preach the scriptures, and it has been more than two months.

A package was handed to me, and when I opened it, I smiled again, it was a plum fruit, sweet and sour. Every time Ah Man left the temple, he would bring it back from outside, and he would also bring an extra handful of leaves. I stuffed a plum fruit in my mouth, pinched a leaf and put it between my nose, and smelled the smell of nature.

Aside from listening to the Sanskrit scriptures, what makes me clear and tranquil is the smell of leaves. Ah Man sat for a while before leaving, and when I lay down on the bed, my mouth was filled with the sweet and sour taste of plum fruits, and the fresh smell of leaves in front of my nose, and my mood suddenly became very good.

When I closed my eyes, I remembered the people who were calling one after another in the Guru's meditation room, and suddenly a face with delicate facial features and picturesque eyebrows and eyes suddenly flashed in my mind, which was very beautiful. Overlapping with the blurry image, the attention was focused on the eyes, which were dark and bright, and deep and deep. Vaguely in that eye, I saw my own shadow. Hey? Is that me?

Because of my poor eyesight, I can't even see my own appearance clearly, and there are almost no mirrors in the temple. Neither Zaba nor the Guru are used.

After seeing my appearance clearly, I was still very happy, and I secretly thought: Tell Aman to go tomorrow.

But I didn't think about it, and I woke up in the night, because I was picked up by someone who was connected to the bed. I wanted to shout in a panic, but my voice was hoarse in my throat, and I struggled hard, and I couldn't break free from the embrace. I saw that the person holding me suddenly lowered his face, his lips were close to his ear, judging from the amplitude of the vibration, he should be talking to me, but I couldn't hear it. And I recognized who this person was, the same person who was still thinking about it before I fell asleep.

Suddenly, a wisp of wind blew, and I was shocked to find that this benefactor who was called one after another carried me to the front courtyard. Soon something even more outrageous happened, and it was actually ...... Climbing a wall? Where did the ladder come from for this location?

I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't figure out when there was an extra ladder here, and I cleaned the courtyard every day. Even if I can't see clearly, I know better than anyone else the grass and trees outside the courtyard.

When he returned to his senses, he sadly realized that he had arrived outside the temple gate, and for the first time he had the urge to speak, and wanted to ask what the benefactor was really trying to do. Suddenly, a strong wind hit, and the donor took a few steps back before stopping, I looked over there, and I was overjoyed, Ah Man is here.

Stretch out your hand in his direction and express what you mean: Aman, come and save me!

Sure enough, Aman received my message and rushed over quickly, but when he saw a flash in front of him, another figure appeared in front of Aman, and the two were entangled together, as if they were ...... I was shocked, they seemed to be fighting.

The distance became farther and farther away, and then I realized that I was going to be taken away from the temple, and as long as I thought of the absence of Shakyamuni Buddha, the absence of Sanskrit purification, and the absence of Guru Kashan, all the fears and fears came to me. I struggled so hard that I almost got out of his hand several times, but he picked it up again, and the quilt wrapped around me was scattered, and my brain was hot, and I bit it off despite my grip on his hand.

I was roaring in my heart: Will you let me go? Don't let me bite you!

He didn't let me go, and continued to run with me, and suddenly he entered a small house, and he closed the door. And then the house actually moves? My attention was distracted, and at the same time, there was a bloody taste in my mouth, and I was slightly stunned, did I really bite him?

Subconsciously let go of his mouth and looked up at him with some weakness. I don't know if it was his appearance that appeared in my mind before I fell asleep or for some other reason, but I found that when I looked at it up close, the face was much clearer than before, but I thought that the good-looking eyes couldn't see clearly.

I looked away and saw that the small house had windows, but it was pitch black outside. I feel very sad in my heart, I am the most devout believer, how can I be so far away from the Buddha? Who's going to clean the yard and the front door tomorrow morning? When Guru Kashan asked me during the morning class, what were the dabbas going to do? And how is Aman, did you win against that person?

There are so many troubles and sorrows, one by one. No, I can't leave the Buddha's, I can't find the door of the house, so ...... Knock on the window. A punch hits, it hurts! But I have the most devout heart for the Buddha, and the pain of flesh is nothing, and when I was about to hit it with another punch, I was grabbed by the wrist. I knew that he would stop him, and I scuffled with him, and suddenly I felt that the little house would not only move but also sway from side to side. I was about to break free of him and smash the window again, but I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck, and suddenly my whole body was relieved, and my eyelids became heavy.

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Interspersed with a succession of small theaters, to surprise everyone, both sides of the plot advance together.

Successive Small Theatres (1):

stared at Xiao Jiu who finally fell asleep one after another, as if a hole had been torn open in his heart, and blood was gushing.

Just one day, he felt a sense of prostration. When Xiao Jiu's figure appeared in front of the temple gate, it was as if he had been hit by electricity, and the cells in his whole body went from numbness to a little joy and invaded his limbs. But when he rushed forward to grab her, he found ...... She's different. This change has nothing to do with appearance, but the eyes that have come over, squinting slightly, as if identifying who it is?

He's one after another, does she still need to be recognized? In fact, she was really discerning, the expression on her face was numb, and she pointed inward, the meaning was very clear, it was for him to go in by himself. Immediately realizing what was wrong, she didn't remember herself.

Coming out of the ancient cave, whether it was him, Brother Liang and the madman, they all forgot about the experience of the ancient cave. It seems that Xiao Jiu has a similar situation, but she is more serious than all of them. He has recovered late, and his images were all clear half a year ago, but Xiao Jiu has not recovered yet.

After following her into the door, I saw that she went to a meditation room familiar with the way, sat on the futon and closed her eyes. A lama found him as an outsider and came up to inquire about him. He opened his mouth to meet the presiding officer of their monastery, but the lama didn't understand, but then he succinctly approached the biggest one in the monastery, and finally the lama understood, and led him to the front and pointed to an old lama and said that this was the Guru Kashan.

He doesn't know anything about Tibetan Buddhism, and he doesn't care if any teacher is not a teacher, and he explains the fact that he knows Xiao Jiu, and he wants to take her away. But after hearing this, Naga Shan led him into a meditation room, and then asked Xiao Jiu to be called over.

It wasn't until this moment that I realized what the problem was. Xiao Jiu is actually deaf, can't see people clearly, and can't speak. He only felt that something was tearing at his internal organs, and the pain made it difficult for him to even breathe.

once thought that if Zhuang Yu saved Xiao Jiu, with their relationship, they should be taken care of. But he didn't think that she was mistreated by God in a corner he didn't know, and she was treated so miserably, how could he be embarrassed? The more he hated himself, why didn't he come to her earlier, if he knew...... If he knew, he would definitely not let Xiao Jiu suffer so much.

After listening to Jiashan's story of Xiao Jiu's experience of entering the temple, she was almost unstable one after another, she was even more seriously injured than he imagined, and even when she first entered the temple, she was stupid and had no thinking consciousness at all. And now the only thing that can reach her heart is Sanskrit.

He wanted to take Xiao Jiu away, but Nagashan didn't agree, saying that Mei Duo was the most devout believer in their temple, and she had deep wisdom roots, and she would definitely be able to figure out the holy will of the Buddha in time. At that moment, he wanted to yell back: Go to his Meiduo, her name is Xu Jiu, and she will never have a relationship with the so-called Buddhism in her life. But in time and circumstance, he didn't spit out a word except for looking at Xiao Jiu, who had closed his eyes and was silently reciting scriptures.

He ran all the way to the road to stop the car, and the first thing he did when he returned to the city was to find Xiao Mo's subordinates, wanting to ask what was going on, obviously the other party knew that Xiao Jiu was in Gulai Temple. But as soon as he returned to the hotel, Brother Liang said that the man claimed to have purchased things and went out.

For a moment, I thought that the man had gone to Gulai Temple, but suddenly remembered that when he called, the man said that he had gone early in the morning. And he stayed up in the temple almost until noon before leaving, and he didn't see the person at all. immediately went to dial Xiao Mo's phone, but it was quickly connected, and as soon as he told the matter, the other side was silent for two seconds before he spoke leisurely: "Is there such a thing?" Do we still need to go to Death Valley now? ”

cut off the phone one after another, Xiao Mo knew! Thinking about it, the person who dragged a few of them out of Death Valley was Xiao Mo, and he said that he had never had direct contact with Zhuang Yu, but Death Valley was so big, how could he connect it? Could it be that Xiao Mo knew that Zhuang Yu hid Xiao Jiu in Gulai Temple, and when he received a call from him, he pretended to promise to go to Death Valley, but in fact sent his own subordinates to give him a hint.

But what is Xiao Mo's purpose? He would not be naïve enough to think that Xiao Mo was doing good deeds, such a mercenary person is bound to do everything with a purpose. After weighing, the decision has been made.

In the middle of the night, he took Brother Liang and the madman to sneak outside the Gulai Temple. He didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with the Naga Shan Grand Lama, and since he didn't agree, then he used a simple and crude way to achieve his goal. When I sneaked into Xiao Jiu's room, I saw her shrinking under the quilt, and I felt an indescribable distress. Even the strap was picked up, and the light weight was almost nothing, and the familiar dull pain came again.

However, she was still sensitive in her deep sleep, and she woke up immediately. Controlling her expected struggle, she went out to the temple gate and was about to meet Brother Liang who answered the door, when suddenly a fierce attack came from the side. After retreating, I saw a tall figure in the dark, wearing a lama robe, and his heart sank slightly, could it be that this seemingly simple small temple still has Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Brother Liang arrived in time and blocked the figure, only to hear Brother Liang exclaim under the silent night sky: "It's you?" ”

Eyebrows moved one after another, recognized? He took a step forward, squinted his eyes, and when he saw clearly, he turned and ran.

Actually, Aman.

He was brought out of Death Valley by Xiao Mo with them, but he only spent a month in the hospital before disappearing. At that time, I was still in a state of loss, and I had no time to take care of anything else. I really didn't expect him to be in this temple! Wearing a lama robe, it means that he is also a monk in this temple? It seems that Ah Man found Xiao Jiu earlier than him.

Restart the car one after another and row into the track. When he came, he arranged with Brother Liang and the madman, one of them was responsible for attracting attention, and the other was responsible for cleaning up the aftermath, and after he hijacked the person, they would go back to the city in another car parked on the side of the road. When he met Ah Man, he was unexpected, and Brother Liang might not be able to defeat him, but he intended Xiao Jiu, so he wouldn't really hurt Brother Liang.

While driving the car, I floated my eyes at the deep teeth on the back of my hand, and then looked at the quiet sleeping face next to me, although I still felt pain, but I tasted the sweetness.

sighed in my heart: Xiao Jiu, I finally found you.