That's right, it's a play we've choreographed.

When I figured out the old man's family situation, I decided to use this "bad trick" to make the old man owe me a favor, I did this out of desperation, because Zhou Boren gave me only the last two days of time, the so-called "boiling eagle tactic" must have failed, because the old man was not boiled to death at all, but almost boiled me to death. This guy's skin is thicker than pigskin, and the fame of Li Cuifang, the first sister of Jianshe West Road, seems to be a little tender to deal with the old man. So if I don't take the initiative again, then the matter of inviting the old man out of the mountain will really stop.

So after the little fat man left the hospital today, I immediately made a phone call to Zhou Boren and explained to him the original situation and my plan. Zhou Boren nodded in agreement with my plan, and immediately took action to modify the tires and brakes of a large truck to ensure that "the point is up". Then he dressed up Uncle Lao Yang as a driver, and then stood by at the gate of the little fat man's school, just waiting for us to act as soon as we came out.

The old man, who was in the dark and knew nothing, sweating profusely, sent me to the emergency room of the People's Hospital with an anxious face. The doctor in the white coat held a small mallet in his hand, knocked on me here, that beat, and then said listlessly: "Your kid's legs and feet are sharper than me, what kind of emergency is it?" Buy yourself some red potion and wipe it, let's go. After speaking, he shouted outside the door: "Next ......"

The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, Bodhisattva bless......"

The old man helped me back to the ward, poured me some water, and told me to rest. But before he could speak, he saw Zhou Boren and Pudding hurriedly walked in from outside the door, Pudding Sister can really act, as soon as she entered the room, she was crying, hugging me, it was snot and tears. I didn't withdraw, so I had to continue acting, gently patting the pudding girl in my arms on the head and comforting: "Don't cry, I'm fine." ”

When the old man saw this scene, he couldn't help sighing, and after pondering for a long time, he slowly spoke: "Little apprentice, I know your thoughts, don't you just want my old man to go out of the mountain to help you find the living dead jade......

This tone ......

Looks like he's going to make a decision?

When Zhou Boren and I heard this, we stared at the old man with wide eyes, all looking forward to his final decision! Do you want to join us or reject us? At this moment, my heart has hung in my throat, only Pudding is still acting in my arms, Chu Chu cried pitifully: "Let's not look for it, we won't look for it...... Let's go home......"

The old man said, "Give me the test report, and I will help you translate the ancient characters on it." ”

When I heard this, my heart was overjoyed! Hurriedly gave Zhou Boren a look and asked him not to hold it, what kind of face do you need at this time? As the saying goes, "money presses slaves, and art presses people". Although we are more than five heads higher than the old lads in the administrative rank, in the field of paleographies, we are all students.

Although Zhou Boren is arrogant, he is not a person who does not know the depths of the middle two. Although he was a little embarrassed on his face, he still took out the test sheet of the living dead jade from his briefcase and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the test sheet, his face was heavy, and he slowly took out a pair of reading glasses from the drawer, stared at the ancient characters on the test sheet, and looked at them carefully word by word. At this moment, the room was silent, and everyone was even holding back their breathing, for fear of disturbing the old man by making a little movement.

The old man stared at the ancient characters on the test sheet, but when he looked down, his face became more and more ugly, and he slowly said in a low voice while thinking: "This living dead man is on the jade...... Seem...... A very strange thing is recorded. ”

I hurriedly asked, "What's so strange?" ”

The old man said in confusion: "According to the ancient inscription I found in the ancient ruins of the Elephant Country, the living dead jade is a divine object that can give people eternal life. But the words engraved in this jade of the living dead don't speak of eternal life......"

I was stunned, "What did that say?" ”

The old man said in a deep voice: "This jade piece of the living dead tells a story about Tibetan Buddhism. The protagonist of the story is named "Vinayaka", a patriarch-level figure in Tibetan Buddhism back then, and was revered as the Buddha of Joy after his death! ”

Everyone was surprised: "Happy Buddha? ”

The old man nodded deeply, and then told us the story recorded on this piece of jade of the living dead:

Because this story is more serious, I almost fell asleep several times during the old lad's storytelling, and for this reason, I will not copy the original words word for word. According to my understanding, I will briefly tell you what is written on this piece of jade of the living dead......

Saying:

About 2,000 years ago, there was a monk in Tibet named Vinayagya, who was able to speak the Tao since he was a child. In our current words, it's called: thieves can talk.

We all know that Tibetans are very honest. Ordinary Tibetans usually except for herding sheep and horses, that is, "grinding glutinous rice and making ghee", except for these, Tibetan compatriots have almost no entertainment projects, and the life is called a simple one. Unlike our side, when it gets dark, the people either rub mahjong or go to the kiln.

The monks on their side are also more pure, in addition to chanting scriptures all day long, unlike the monks on our side, who have nothing to do and study how to get the temple on the market. So you see, it's still our people who have high consciousness.

Kindness, simplicity.

This is synonymous with Tibetans.

Therefore, in this environment, the "Vinayaga" who can speak and can speak swept across the eighty-one mountains of Tibet, and with only a three-inch incorruptible tongue smeared with ghee, it soon became the sun in the starry sky.

Actually, this is not to say that he is really powerful, I will make a bad analogy: this is similar to the concept of a Tsinghua professor inserted in the kindergarten class, you say that he is smart and able to talk, and the living Buddha is stunned by him.

Think about it, if a Tsinghua professor is mixed in a small kindergarten class, how can he not be the king and hegemon? If you put me Mo Laosan in that era, I can say it unceremoniously...... Hehe, don't talk about it.

Therefore, the young "Vinayaga" soon emerged in Tibetan Buddhism, and many old monks have been diligent in the temple for a lifetime, and in the end they are just a "Eight Deacons" and the like, but he is good, and he was honored by the world as the Buddha of Joy at thirty years!