The county seat of Motuo

Luo Fei flicked the cigarette butt to the ground and crushed it with his foot, got up and went to the restaurant to prepare to catch this girl, just as the little girl was also walking out, the two bumped into each other, Zhang Ningyao rubbed his sour nose, and pressed Luo Fei's chest muscles, "Young man, I've practiced, it's quite strong." The young man didn't say anything and pulled Zhang Ningyao out, and after a while, Luo Fei looked at her deeply, and jokingly approached Zhang Ningyao's ear and whispered, "Zhang Ningyao, I have something more powerful, do you want to try it." He didn't wait for Zhang Ningyao to walk forward with any expression. Zhang Ningyao smiled: "If you have the ability, don't finish talking and leave, put it into action, big brother." Then he ran and chased after Luo Fei. Today's Motuo is a little cold, a little cloudy, Luo Fei said that it is going to snow, maybe it is a lot of snow... The two of them were wandering around Motuo County, Zhang Ningyao put on the face of a curious baby again, curious about the old woman who set up the stall, and curious about the groups of children, Luo Fei was not in a hurry to follow her all the time, and suddenly ran to a stall and stopped, Luo Fei followed her gaze to find that she was staring at an ebony hairpin in the shape of a lotus, "Why do you like it?" "The stall owner is a Tibetan little girl, looking at the ten years old, the healthy wheat complexion is also printed with two clusters of redness, different from the little girls of the same age in the city, the little girls in the city they can't be blown by the wind and rain, the skin is white and delicate, and the Tibetan girls at this age want to go out as the labor force of the family to make money, some have even married women, the wind and rain, the plateau climate is already strong in solar radiation, how can there be immature skin on their faces, has long been weathered, dry and rough.

Looking at the stall owner girl Zhang Ningyao thought of her students, how sunny they were, their eyes were pure without impurities, how carefree their lives were, Zhang Ningyao missed them a little... At this time, the stall owner folded his hands and nodded slightly, using fluent Mandarin to promote his products: "Sister, look at this ebony hairpin, it is our local specialty, Motuo means "flower" in Tibetan, and Tibetan means "hidden lotus, sister, you look so beautiful, very much like a pure white and clean lotus." Zhang Ningyao smiled and asked, "How much is this?" "This one is not expensive, 120 yuan." Zhang Ningyao was about to pay for it, so she tried Luo Fei to pull her clothes, Zhang Ningyao continued to pay regardless of him, and then handed the money to the stall owner. "That's right, sister, I'll wrap it up for you." "Okay, I'm sorry for you." The little girl who was the stall owner took a rectangular brocade box, carefully placed the hairpin inside, and took a piece of white satin and wrapped it carefully and handed it to Zhang Ningyao. "What's your name, little girl?" "Yang Jin, sister, my name is Yang Jin." "That's good, then we have a chance to see you again." After speaking, he glanced at Luo Fei, "Let's go." The two of them returned to the place where they had parked their car to go to Rinchen Bang Monastery.

In the car, Luo Fei started the car and said slowly, "I think it's a bit expensive." Zhang Ningyao didn't speak, looked at the box by himself and then carefully put it in the backpack. Turned his head and glanced at Luo Fei, "I am a junior high school psychology teacher, this girl is not a few years older than my students, but she wants to be exposed to the wind and sun here to guard the stall and don't know if she can sell things, today I bought this hairpin one is that I like it very much, and the other is that I hope she can close the stall early and go home to study hard, I saw a high school Chinese textbook on the stall, but it is no longer used by urban children, but I still hope that she can study hard and complete her dreams, When I get back, I'll be sure to find her and help her in any way I can. ”

Luo Fei didn't know what to say, so it seemed that he was really a little bit of a little angry just now, so he just drove with his head bored, and the two no longer communicated, and when they arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Luo Fei parked the car and said to Zhang Ningyao, "Take the valuable things with you, and we will walk up the mountain." Zhang Ningyao nodded and began to pack his luggage, looked left and saw that the valuable ones were his mobile phone and some pocket money, and then the hairpin he had just bought. There were only two of them on the way up the mountain, and it was quiet around with the occasional bird calling, "We're just visiting the Guru today, and we'll go back after having dinner here, okay?" Or is there anything else you want to do? Originally, we walked together, and you said you had a purpose. "I'll find out when my purpose is there." Zhang Ningyao behaved very mysteriously, which made Luo Fei stunned. The two no longer communicate much, and occasionally stop to look at the surrounding scenery, when the scenery in the mountains is too beautiful, peaceful, and quiet. There is still a bit of a winding path leading to a secluded place.

At eleven o'clock they arrived at their destination, Rinchen Bong. Like the temple in the dream, the three-story building with white walls, the golden and vermilion roofs are hung with strings of prayer flags, and in the distance it seems to be embraced by the mountains, and the white pagoda stands in the center to look magnificent and sacred. Although it was a little cloudy today and the temple was a little dilapidated, the feeling of being in the temple was the same as in a dream, that is, the person in front of him guided him. Luo Fei took Zhang Ningyao to the temple, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw that Lama Rende was already waiting for them, the old lama folded his hands, and the two of them also folded their hands and bowed their heads slightly. "It's been a long time since I've seen my master." The old lama looked at them with a smile, "Long time no see, who is this?" "This is my friend Zhang Ningyao." Luo Fei introduced. Zhang Ningyao also hurriedly greeted the old lama, "Hello, Master." "The one who comes is fate, I've been waiting for the two of you for more than a long time, let's dine first." The old lama led them step by step up the hundreds of steps to the place where they dined, "This is not as good as in the city, and dining is also a kind of practice," the old lama led them through the corridor to the backyard. "You can rest here for a while, and you will be well at once after eating." This is the place where you dream of a dream with white walls and red and gold roofs, and looking out into the distance from the back of the temple, you can look down on the river and mountains. In the past, when this was not the Rinchen Bang Temple, the local Lhoba people said: "Rinchen Bang is a ghost mountain, and the temple cannot be built." "Later, after many negotiations and a lot of money and goods were sent to the Lhoba people, the site of Rinchen Bang Monastery was obtained." However, Zhang Ningyao obviously didn't listen, "Luo Fei, come here." Luo Fei walked over and was a little puzzled, "Luo Fei, you stand here and don't move." Zhang Ningxiao stepped back more than ten meters and squatted down, squinting slightly, but it's a pity that it's cloudy today, otherwise everything would be perfect. Luo Fei is still the second monk in Zhang, and he is confused: "What the hell are you doing." Zhang Ningyao was very excited, and her voice was exactly the same. Luo Fei couldn't stand her anymore, walked over and pulled her up, and slapped the dust sticky on her body. "I'm standing, you're kneeling on the ground, and you don't know and think I'm bullying you."

Zhang Ningyao smiled, turned his head to look at the old lama, and walked over to them with the little lama, "Come over for dinner." "Luo Fei, let's eat." Luo Fei is running through 10 million Nima in his heart at this moment..."It's still very rich." "There was rice, sautéed greens and eggplant in the lunch box. Zhang Ningyao smiled at the old lama, "Master, thank you for lunch." After saying that, he folded his hands and bowed to the old lama. The old lama smiled, "Inch of salary and grain of rice, when thinking about it is not easy to come by; Dripping water and scraps, you have to think about the hard work. Every grain of rice we chew is a kind of practice, so every grain of rice has to be chewed slowly and then swallowed, one grain of rice can be two grains of rice, but can a bowl of rice do this? Slow to use. After a while, can Lord Luo be alone with me? After saying that, the old lama took the little lama and left. Zhang Ningyao blinked, looked at the rice and looked at Luo Fei, "Luo Fei, if you become a lama after being accepted by the master, wouldn't I be the only one to go back?" "No, there may be some things that are not easy to say in front of women. Hurry up and eat. After the meal, Luo Fei explained what places he couldn't go and followed the little lama into the main hall. Zhang Ningyao followed the group while turning the prayer cylinder and bowed her head silently, although she is not a believer, but in this environment, she naturally wants to integrate into the atmosphere here, it is really a good place for meditation. "Donor?" Zhang Ningyao looked up and saw an unfamiliar face. "Hello, is there anything wrong?" "Donor, the Buddha is destined to be a person, you have a fate with the Buddha This is a talisman to keep peace, put away the talisman, I just observed your face, can you say something?" You say, "Your life has been smooth sailing, but you also have to go through tribulations, you have two tribulations and you have to get through them well, don't be in a hurry." Just now I saw you come here with a man, he is your nobleman, but your tribulation is also brought to you by him, the donor is not reluctant in life, there is something to give. You must put away the talisman I gave you, and it can dissolve part of it for you when it is critical. ”

After the lama finished speaking, he continued to whisper the scriptures around the prayer wheel. And Zhang Ningyao turned to look at the hall, Luo Fei had already come out and seemed to be saying goodbye to the old lama, the old lama looked at himself, Zhang Ningyao folded his hands and bowed slightly, and the old lama seemed to say a few words in Luo Fei's ear and turned back. "Luo Fei, the Buddha said: All laws are born because of fate, and all laws are destroyed by fate; Dependent arising voidness, sexual voidness dependent originating. This girl can be your business, but you will only do her bad, this journey is too dangerous, and you yourself know that you deceived them under the guise of being a lama, but you can't fool yourself. What's more, you don't have Huigen, just pretend, don't pretend to be more important in the end, but you can't delay this woman. Luo Fei thought for a while, then said goodbye to the old lama, walked quickly to Zhang Ningyao and touched her head, "Wait for a long time, let's go." "The two went down the mountain from the other side of the road, and finally found a gas station in the county to refuel, who knew that as soon as the car drove out of the county seat of Motuo, it began to snow, this time it is not that I will not go back, Luo Fei gritted his teeth or continued to drive forward." It's been raining here for a while, and the ground is covered with a layer. "Then you have to be careful when driving, although it is dangerous, but this is the first time it is quite exciting." Luo Fei thought about what the old lama said to him, thought about it, and then asked Zhang Ningyao: "Young, do you believe in fate?" Zhang Ningyao stared at the road ahead, afraid that the car would spin, "Do you believe it?" "I don't believe it!" "Hehe, if you don't believe me, I don't believe me, I believe you." Luo Feiman drove leisurely, and the corners of his mouth curved into an arc. "Trust me, it's fine."