Xinrao is divided into Xinrao and Xinrao, one refers to all cultivators, and the other refers to the three generations of the Ten Directions and one sage. Xin Rao means the head of all the sages and saints of the Ten Directions III, Miwo means the crown ornament of the four monks, or Xin Rao is boundless, lifeless and immortal, and Miwo is the sentient lord or the head of all sages and saints - Xin Rao Miwo Buddha

After breakfast, Dawa said that the Juemu of the clan wanted to see them, Luo Fei changed Zhang Ningyao's medicine and then took Zhang Ningyao to follow Dawa, Luo Fei thought that after all, the two of them had been here for so long, and they should pay a good visit to the local commander. It was a building in the middle of the village, and like the rest of the houses, it was made of a kind of wood, but the discerning eye could tell at once that the owner of this house had an unusual position in the village, it was the only four-story house in the village, and there was a golden statue of the roof god worshipped by the Menba people at the door, and the roof was wrapped around a circle of brightly colored prayer flags. The railings on each floor are carved with the Dapeng Goldfinch totem with Bon beliefs.

The house is a hall about two meters high, the center of the hall is a statue of the founder of Yongzhong Bon Xinrao Miwo, the red copper gilded statue is surrounded by four blue futons, the base is surrounded by a circle of red gold-edged candles, some of the layers have been burned out, some are just put on the fire and are still burning, the dripping wax oil is stored in a lotus gold-edged vessel, the totem on the candle is still clearly visible, probably because there are too few vessels to store wax oil, the wax oil drips everywhere on the base of the statue, has formed a thick layer of wax. The main hall is flanked by two rows of ebony seats, covered with the skins of unknown animals. The walls are also depicted with brightly colored natural objects such as heaven, earth, sun, moon, stars, earth and stone, grass and trees, birds and beasts, Dawa took them through the main hall to the nave where Juemu is, compared to the magnificent nave of the main hall is relatively simple, some wooden seats, in the center is a mahogany couch, covered with dark red satin, a woman wearing red embroidered dark lines sits in the middle with her eyes closed, her mouth is still silently chanting something, and her right hand is holding a prayer wheel and gently shaking it counterclockwise. Luo Fei glanced at the woman sitting in the middle, who was as dark as an ordinary Tibetan, with raised cheekbones, two blush on her cheeks, sunken eyes, thick and dark eyebrows, and dark red lips. It does not look like a Chinese, but somewhat similar to the appearance of a woman in the Middle East.

Dawa didn't make a sound, just lowered his head and cooperated with the woman to recite the scriptures silently, Luo Fei helped Zhang Ningyao, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything now and couldn't let Luo Fei describe the appearance of Jue's mother with her now. It took about ten minutes for the woman sitting in the middle to stop, open her eyes and look at the three people standing in the nave. "Dawa, this is our honored guest?" Dawa raised his head and replied earnestly, "Juemu, this is our honored guest. "Lift your heads, two." Jue's mother said to Luo Fei and Zhang Ningyao in fluent Mandarin, and the two of them were a little shocked. Bandan (Juemu's name) looked at Zhang Ningyao who raised his head, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly put away this inexplicable expression and returned to his previous blandness, but Luo Fei saw the strangeness of Bandan Juemu, and he was a little drumming in his heart but he didn't dig deeper, if only Zhang Ningyao could see it, she must know a little bit more about micro-expressions than herself. "Guests from afar, Menba has been celebrating the New Year recently, so I beg your pardon." Pandan Jue's mother only said a polite word, but there was no apology on her expression at all, Luo Fei and the others didn't care, "It's us who disturbed, and I have to thank Dawa and my fellow clansmen for saving their lives, otherwise my wife and I might have frozen to death in the snow." "Husband and wife, are you married?" "Yes." "I heard Dawa say that your wife has a sudden snow blindness." "Yes, thanks to the potion you gave, my wife feels much better now." Zhang Ningyao smiled to show her gratitude.

Ban Danjue's mother looked at Zhang Ningyao's smile, and suddenly thought of what happened many, many years ago, this child's smile was so similar to that person. "If snow blindness continues to be too heavy on eye damage, if you believe me, why don't you let me help her heal." Luo Fei hadn't spoken yet, but Dawa suddenly said to Luo Fei very excitedly, our mother is best at Tibetan medicine needles in Bon, which can cure all kinds of diseases. Today's needle continues, and I believe that Mrs. Luo will be able to get better soon. Hearing Dawa say this aroused Zhang Ningyao's idea of trying it even more, but she remembered what Luo Fei had said to her, so her happy expression was not overflowing, but she pulled Luo Fei's clothes tightly. Luo Fei was a little helpless and a little skeptical, but thinking of Zhang Ningyao's pain and sadness these days and Dawa's recommendation, he gritted his teeth and agreed. "Dawa, you take Mr. Luo here for a while, and I'll take Mrs. Luo to the inner hall for a while."

Luo Fei slowly helped Zhang Ningyao to walk in front of Pandan Juemu's eyes, and handed her his hand, "I'm sorry for your trouble." Pandan Juemu laughed for the first time, shook her head and took Zhang Ning into the inner hall without speaking. Dawa patted Luo Fei on the shoulder, "It's okay, I believe that our mother's Tibetan medicine needles are better than the surgical operations you said." "Is there such a god?" Luo Fei didn't dare to speak loudly, feeling a little disrespectful to Jue's mother, but he was still suspicious. "Of course, the Tibetan medicine needle of the Bon religion is a housekeeping skill, which can be compared to Hua Tuo, you say that God is not God." Luo Fei nodded and didn't speak again, and sat down with his hand on the arm of the chair. Restless..... still restless.

In the inner sanctum

Zhang Ningyao could feel that the hand holding him had a power, but he didn't know what the power was. Suddenly, she smelled a strange fragrance, a little herb. After inhaling, I feel a little calm, and I feel comfortable. Unlike the Tibetan incense that used to be so thick that it choked the nose, this one is very soft. "This is my own Tibetan incense, a mixture of saffron, snow lotus, a small amount of musk, rhodiola and the rest of 9 different Tibetan medicines. This kind of incense is not strong, and it is easier for people to accept. This was brought up by an old friend of mine, who said that the functionality of Tibetan incense is something that ordinary people can't accept, and it would be better if it was improved to both. Zhang Ningyao nodded and did not speak. Come, you sit down, loosen your clothes and expose your neck, which also has some acupuncture points. Zhang Ningxiao did so, and slowly unzipped his clothes to expose his neck. Jue's mother saw the lotus birthmark on Zhang Ningyao's neck, and her voice trembled a little, "You have a lotus birthmark on the back of your neck?" "yes, since childhood." Zhang Ningyao noticed it and was a little puzzled. Ban Dan Juemu's expression was a little solemn: "I'm applying the needle now, and I won't be very painful." "I'm not afraid of pain, just come." Pandan applied a total of four stitches on the top of his head, temples and in the center of his neck. "It'll be fine in ten minutes, and if it's mild, you might be able to see it in a while." "Thank you, if I can see it, I really don't know how to thank you." As if she had mentioned it casually, there will be a time-honored priestly ceremony of our clan in two days, and you can watch it. "Okay, I'll go."

Fifteen minutes later, Ban Dan Jue's mother came out with Zhang Ningyao, still asking Ban Dan Jue's mother to help her, was it unsuccessful? Zhang Ningyao's expression couldn't see the reason. Luo Fei is a little lost, is the dying snow blindness so serious? Suddenly, a figure suddenly ran out of front of him and hugged him tightly. In the hall before, "Mrs. Luo, when it's time, I'll help you get the needle, don't be in a hurry to open your eyes." Zhang Ningyao nodded. It's a little hot, like a small wave of heat that travels from the needle to my brain. "Now slowly open your eyes." Zhang Ningyao didn't dare to be too hopeful, but he couldn't help but be happy, and slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were blurry at first. Later, after nearly three minutes, the scene and objects in front of him became clear. Ban Danjue's mother saw all the faces of Zhang Ningyao the moment she turned her head, and the appearance of the girl in front of her couldn't be more similar to that person. Ban Danjue's mother was a little distracted, but at this moment, Zhang Ning's distraction was also in Zhang Ning's eyes, "She knows me?" Although he thought silently in his heart, he was diluted by joy in the next second. He even sold a cute "Jue Mother, please help me tie an eye patch, I want to surprise my husband." Pandan Juemu nodded and agreed.

At this time, Luo Fei saw the little person in his arms, smiling at him like a peach blossom. "Jue's mother is really powerful, so she gave me four injections and was cured." Luo Fei touched her head and said in a stern tone: "Do you know how anxious I am, you still want to lie to me." "Don't people think they want to surprise you?" Luo Fei smiled, "Okay, let's not tease you, let's go and thank Jue's mother." Dawa also followed, "Mr. Luo, let me say, isn't our Juemu's Tibetan medicine needle very godly?" Luo Fei nodded, still holding Zhang Ningyao's hand, and the two of them bowed deeply to Juemu, "Juemu, thank you so much." Luo Fei was a little excited, Zhang Ningyao couldn't see it these days, and he was also suffering, and now he is finally better. Really....great. "We doctors are benevolent, and we all hope that the world will be well. As I told Mrs. Luo just now, in a few days it will be the most important priesthood ceremony of our Monba tribe, where the sacred water will be offered once a year to relieve all those in need, and I hope you will come and participate in it. As he spoke, he took out another clay vial, "This is a pill used to strengthen the eyes, one pill a day, until you finish eating, and take it with warm water half an hour after breakfast." Zhang Ningyao cautiously took it, and bowed to Jue's mother, "Thank you, Jue's mother, we will definitely go." ”

After sending Luo Fei and them away, Ban Danjue's mother returned to the inner hall, sat down slowly with the handrail next to the couch, thinking of Zhang Ningyao's appearance, she suddenly remembered some things many years ago, and poured into her heart like a wave. It seems like it's happening right now, but it's been 28 years since I think about it.

It was 17 years old, and at that time she was not a mother of Jue, she was still 17-year-old Bandan Zhuoma.

One night in the 11th month of the Tibetan calendar, an avalanche broke out on the mountain peak next door, and everyone was gathering in the village square during the Chinese New Year. Sure enough, it took a long time for Agu and Jujue in the village to come back, and they brought many people back. Ah Ma and Ah Jia La let themselves follow them and Su Mu in the village to save these people, I followed them, because Mo La taught me Tibetan medicine needle a long time ago, and I heard Ah Jia La say that this Tibetan medicine needle can only be used by the contemporary Juemu, and the only people who can pass it on are the next generation of Juemu, and Mo La is the Juemu of the year. But at that time, I didn't know what learning Tibetan medicine acupuncture had to do with being a mother, I just thought it would be good to save these people. Mola asked the rest of the ladies to help, and she and Mola administered needles to the injured patient in a small room next door. Later, Adala sent a tall man, and I saw that his face was covered in blood and his clothes were torn. I quickly took a hot towel and wiped the blood off his face first, and when the blood was slowly wiped off, I could see the man's face clearly, and I believe that this is the most beautiful person I have seen since I was 17 years old. The high bridge of the nose, the deep eye sockets, the thick eyebrows and eyelashes, and the thin lips, the face shape is also completely different from the narrow face shape of Abba and Jujue, like a fairy from the sky. It wasn't until Mola called me that I came to my senses, and I started giving him injections, and he woke up just after the first injection.

His deep eyes stared at me, just like the depiction of foreign men in "Little Women" that Adala brought back to me, and I was sure that I was astonished. After a while he seemed to be speaking something with his lips, but unfortunately I couldn't understand it. It wasn't until the next morning that Mora and I healed all the wounded, and it was about three days later that they all came to their senses, and Abba told them to stay at home, and I was a little uncomfortable with the sudden addition of so many people in the empty house. Later, Abba invited them to a family dinner, and I sat behind Abba with a dumpling and secretly looked at the good-looking man. Listen to him introduce himself and say that his name is Yan Zhifeng, because of the history of worshipping the Menba tribe, he came with a group of several like-minded friends, but he didn't expect to encounter an avalanche, but he still had to come without any effort, although the process was not very beautiful, but in the end he arrived at the destination as he wished. Abba had a solemn expression, but his hospitality did not allow him to drive the guests away, so he agreed to let them stay in the village for a while. But I'm still very happy, it's really a godsend to be able to look at this good-looking man for a while.

Yan Zhifeng saw me who gave him the needle, and specially took the wine to thank me, I was a little shy, after all, I had never drunk with a strange man when I was so old, in order not to let everyone see my embarrassment, I generously picked up the wine in my hand, looked at him with a smile, clinked glasses with him, and introduced myself to him after drinking, "Hello, my name is Bandan Zhuoma." "The way he laughs is extremely charming." Bandan Dolma, your name is so nice. That was the first thing he said to me, and I thought I would never forget him, but it turned out that I couldn't forget him. I still remember that day, everyone drank a lot of wine, Mo La went back to her own house early after eating, and Grandma and Agala kept pouring wine and drinking for them, until in the end they were all drunk and dizzy, not to mention Abba and Jujue. Yan Zhifeng and I were probably the most sober people that night, and he said that he wanted to sober up and asked me what was good. So I took him to my treasure place, on the roof of our house. I told him, "Because my grandmother is Juemu, our family lives in the best place in the village, living in the highest building and enjoying the best view." He smiled and turned to look at me, "You have stars in your eyes." This was the most beautiful thing he had ever said to me, and I saw Yan Zhifeng's smile again, as if there was a magic force that made me unable to extricate myself. This time I was really shy, I smiled shyly, and said to him, "Mo La told me that I have the same fate as her, and I will also be the mother of the Monba tribe in the future, and this is also my destiny and a favor to me, which has been made since I was not born." He asked me, "Do you want to be a mother?" I shook my head, "I don't know if I want to be it, but I've inherited Mola's Tibetan medicine needle, and this may be my life." "If you can do something you want to do, you will be the happiest." We looked up at the starry sky, and although the wind was a little cold today, I was willing to be with him even if I stood on the sea of fire.

Yan Zhifeng and his friends lived here, when communication was not developed and transportation was not developed. We are like being isolated from the world, only when Ajiala, who goes to school outside, comes home is what I look forward to the most, she brings me a lot of different cultures from the world I live in, I listen to Ajiala talk about what she feels, she is really looking forward to her life outside, and sometimes I even want Ajiala to take me out, out of Motuo and out of Tibet...... The day after the family banquet, Ajiala went back to school, and I was the only one left in the family, but this time I was not lonely, because Yan Zhifeng accompanied me, and he also told me a lot of stories that I didn't know, some of which were even more wonderful than Ajiala's words, for example, in fact, going out of Tibet was just the beginning, our motherland and other countries outside, they were connected by sea and land, and each country's language, appearance, and culture were different. At that time, my desire to go out and see was even stronger, and I even had the idea of not wanting to be Jue's mother, but I couldn't tell Mola, I knew that if I did, she would definitely drive Yan Zhifeng away. I can only take out the notebook that Ajiala gave me and write down what Yan Zhifeng says to me every day, and take it out every night before going to bed, I know that maybe I like this good-looking man.

At first, I just thought that I was the only one who had this immature feeling, but after a month, Yan Zhifeng and the others didn't know how to get my father's affirmation, and they actually lived in the empty house behind the square. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, we set off fireworks in the square, sang and danced together. I was very happy, because Yan Zhifeng had stayed, but what I never expected was that in the place on the first night of our friendship, he confessed to me in my treasure land, saying that he would always live here with me, be with me forever, and kiss me. It was like the same joy that Mo La had when she taught me Tibetan medicine needles, and I always thought that this happiness would last my whole life. But I don't know if what happened later was because I didn't control it well or if it was manipulated by someone else. Later....17-year-old Bandan Dolma wore long braids and a white dress and smiled and beckoned to him. The 45-year-old Pandan Kyaw Mu sat alone in the empty inner sanctum in the highest position belonging to the entire group of Kyaw Mu.