Out of the tent, there were more than a dozen yaks and an ox cart outside, three Tibetan herdsmen were communicating with Yuanmei in Tibetan, Li Ruhai stood behind her, from time to time to say a word or two, he saw me come out, nodded at me, I smiled bitterly at him as a return gift.

After packing up, the second master covered the herdsmen's blanket and lay on the yak cart, Yuanmei sat next to him to take care of it, and the rest of the people rode the yak and slowly marched to the Tibetan Scripture Temple.

After I got on the road, I was always in a state of grogginess, from morning to afternoon, I didn't eat a mouthful, I didn't feel hungry at all, my head seemed to be filled with paste, the more I walked, the more I felt my chest suffocated, like a dying fish, gasping for breath, my head gradually began to hurt, when I saw the village on the hillside and the golden roof of the Tibetan Scripture Temple, I fell off the back of the yak and fainted.

A bitter medicinal soup was poured into my mouth, and I opened my eyes leisurely, only to see Yuanmei looking at me with a bowl, and seeing the beam above her head, I asked with difficulty, "Where is this?" ”

Yuanmei saw that I was awake, walked to the side and said, "Let's be outside the Tibetan Scripture Temple, this house has been deserted, and we will settle here temporarily." ”

I endured a severe headache, looked left and right, and found that there were only the two of us in this room, Yuanmei said: "Don't worry, Cui Dali has been sent to the Tibetan Scripture Temple to heal his injuries, my grandfather went to see Xirong Khenpo, women are not allowed to live in the temple, and your condition is not serious, so I will take care of you." ”

I wanted to turn over, but I had a splitting headache, I didn't have any strength in my body, I gritted my teeth and tried a few times but failed, Yuanmei hurriedly came over and held me down and said: "You have altitude sickness, you just drank the rhodiola given by the Tibetans, just rest for a few days, don't move, otherwise your life will be in danger." ”

I nodded, groggy and fell asleep again, the next day, I opened my eyes, I felt that the headache was relieved a lot, judging from the sunlight shining in from the small window on the wall, it should be morning now, there are still only the two of us in the house, with the help of Yuanmei, I struggled to lean against the wall, I picked up the bowl and slowly drank the freshly boiled rhodiola, at this time Yuanshou pushed the door in, saw me sitting, first slightly stunned, and then nodded with a smile, I also barely squeezed out a little smile, Yuanmei asked:" Senior brother, why did you come back by yourself? ”

Yuan Shou said: "Well, the master talked to Xirong Khenpo all night about dawn, so he slept directly in the temple." ”

Then he turned his head and said to me: "Have a good rest, rest assured, Cui Dali has been taken care of by the lama in the temple, and he has been medicated, although the person has not woken up, but the lama said that he is very lucky, he was not bitten to the bones, and he couldn't wake up because he lost too much blood, according to his physical condition, he should be able to recover soon." ”

I shouted at him, "Thank you." ”

Yuan Shou nodded and didn't speak, sat cross-legged by the fire, took the butter tea and drank it all, and after drinking, he lay down on the sheepskin on the other side of the room and fell asleep, it seemed that he hadn't slept all night.

There was no movement in the house except for the beeping of the cow dung cake burning in the fire, the small windows did not let in much light, the roof and walls had been burned charcoal black by the smoke of the old years, and the light blue smoke from the cow dung burned with the unpleasant smell filled every corner.

Yuanshou slept until he woke up after lunch, didn't say anything after getting up, and went to the temple again, and had nothing to do after dinner, I asked Yuanmei: "Since Yuanshou is your senior brother, then he must be good at kung fu." ”

Yuan Mei said in surprise: "We don't know kung fu, otherwise we wouldn't be tossed like this by a few wolves." ”

"But Xiao Shunzi's kung fu? ”

She said thoughtfully: "Master teaches people to look at qualifications, we don't know, only Xiao Shunzi is naturally suitable for practicing kung fu, in fact, it is limited to self-preservation, which is far worse than those hard bridges and hard horses." ”

"And what did you study?" Feng Shui is good? Qimen Dunjia? ”

She shook her head and said, "That's not what our grandfather learned from Master Li Wanshan back then. ”

As soon as she said this, I couldn't help but be surprised, Uncle Nine clearly said that Li Wanshan is best at Feng Shui Kanyu and Qimen Dunjia, Li Ruhai himself also said that Li Wanshan's ancestors were in the Seven Formations of the Southern Dragon, what can he learn if he doesn't learn these?

Yuan Mei saw my curiosity and continued: "Master had thirty-six apprentices back then, divided into three groups, taking the name of the three talents of heaven, earth and people, twelve people in each group, secretly combining the meaning of the twelve earth branches, each group taught different techniques, the heavenly group taught feng shui Kanyu, the earth group is Qimen Dunjia, and there is our master's group, which is learning "Guiguzi".

Guiguzi is not only the ancestor of Taoism Wang Chan, but also has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, the originator of the military family, Sun Bin and Pang Juan, the originator of the vertical and horizontal Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Mao Sui, etc. are all high disciples, and what my grandfather learned is the vertical and horizontal technique, the so-called vertical and horizontal is the art of power and strategy, Su Qin learned to go down the mountain, traveled around the world, proposed to join the six countries to resist Qin, and was named the minister of the six countries, and Zhang Yi even crossed the six countries of Qin, was named the prime minister of Qin, this is the so-called vertical and horizontal, between this vertical and horizontal, Qin completed the great cause of unifying the six countries, so do you understand? ”

I nodded, and finally understood where Li Ruhai's huge power came from, and why although he was born in Taoism, he did not cultivate the Guanjian School, but hid in the downtown area, no wonder he can see the sky with his hands and eyes, it turns out that what he learned is conspiracy and trickery, such a person is really terrible, most of a person's scheming is related to his own experience, but this kind of dedication to study for decades, and use it to open a sect and recruit disciples, how terrible it is is unimaginable.

But after thinking about it, Li Ruhai went deep into Tibet this time, but he only brought a few of us who didn't even know the kung fu of the three-legged cat, wouldn't he kill himself? What would a shrewd man like him be willing to take the risk for? For money? With his net worth, as far as it goes? If not money, then what? Thinking about it, I don't have a clue, but from this, it is certain that Li Ruhai definitely knows what those Germans are looking for, and he is bound to get it.

At this moment, I am suddenly very glad that my plan to escape with the second master was not successful at that time, dealing with such a person, just the little bit of fancy intestines between the two of us, Li Ruhai casually glanced at it and understood it all, there is no secret in front of him, and I am even more glad that we are now cooperating rather than opposing, otherwise I don't know how to die.

The two of them each thought about their hearts, no longer talking, late at night, Yuanmei lay down to the place where Yuanshou slept during the day, and slept with clothes, I also slowly fell asleep, I don't know how long I slept, suddenly heard a "bang", the door was opened, Yuanshou carried the horse lantern into the house and came straight to me, helped me up, put it on my back, and went out, I hurriedly asked: "Where are you going?" He said in a low voice, "Khenpo Xirong wants to see you." ”

Out of the door, the night mountain wind blew me smart, I felt that my head didn't hurt anymore, I motioned him to let me down, he helped me, the two went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Temple, along the way I was uneasy, did the second master have something wrong?

After walking about a meal, I came to the main entrance of the temple, a small lama in a red monk's robe was waiting at the door, and when I saw Yuanshou coming, I folded my hands, bowed slightly, glanced at me, turned around and walked in, we followed him, stepped into the temple, in the temple at night, the doors and windows were closed, the main hall was brightly lit, and there was a burst of ghee aroma, through the rows of golden prayer wheels, I came to a small courtyard, the main room of the courtyard was lit with candles, and the fire was swaying on the windows.

Walking to the door, the little lama made a forbidden gesture to Yuanshou, then stepped forward, knocked lightly on the door three times, pushed, the door was divided into left and right, turned around and made a gesture to me, and took Yuanshou out of the yard.

I stepped into the house, and on the bench opposite was covered with brightly colored card mats, and an old man of seventy or eighty years old was sitting on it wearing a red monk's robe, holding a scripture in one hand and a string of dark red Buddhist beads in the other, and a mandala thangka hanging behind him, and on the long table in front of him were butter lamps, scriptures, and a small bronze mirror with a handle, and a faint Tibetan fragrance wafted in the room.

When the old man saw me come in, he put down the scriptures in his hand, folded his hands, and motioned for me to sit down, and I sat cross-legged on the yellow satin-wrapped futon opposite, and looked at him curiously, he looked at me with a very peaceful gaze, and the two looked at each other for more than a minute, and then he suddenly asked, "Who are you?" ”

I was caught off guard by this question, didn't you call me? Why do you suddenly ask me who I am? I replied inexplicably: "I'm Zhang Xiaofeng, master, didn't you call me here?" ”

He shook his head and asked, "Who are you?" ”

I'm completely confused, Khenpo Xirong is old, and his ears are a little back? I raised my voice and shouted: "I'm Zhang Xiaofeng, master, you came to me!" ”

He laughed and said, "Are you sure?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, instinctively wanted to nod, but I felt that it was wrong, thought about it, and said tentatively: "Lei Xiaofeng? ”

He shook his head again and said, "You are the only Lei Xiaofeng in the world?" ”

I thought about it and shook my head.

He continued: "A name is just a code name, who are you apart from that name?" ”

I didn't know how to answer, so I looked at him blankly.

He said, "Does your appearance prove you?" ”

I wanted to nod, but it didn't seem right, he picked up the bronze mirror from the table and handed it to me, I raised it up and looked at myself in the mirror, all these years, I have never looked at my face well, the impression is still that immature trotter, and in the mirror is a sloppy man with fluffy hair, stubble and scars on his face, his bloodshot eyes are faintly murderous, I suddenly feel that the person in the mirror is completely unknown, I don't even believe that the man in the mirror is full of murderous and vicissitudes of life.

I was stunned at the mirror, he reached out and took the mirror back, put it on the table and said: "Appearance, appearance can deceive people, so deceived that even you don't believe it, and your name can't fully represent you, you can be called Zhang Xiaofeng today, and you may be called Li Xiaofeng and Zhao Xiaofeng tomorrow, are so many Zhang Xiaofeng in the world all you?" There is only one thing that does not change, it is who you are," he said, pointing to his heart.

"It's the heart, that is, the so-called me, we practice all kinds of rituals, practice yoga, open our eyes, go through tribulations, with the help of the power of Buddhism, we hope to find our true selves in order to get rid of the suffering of the world, jump out of samsara, and achieve happiness, but many people can't get it in their lifetime, they can't see it, because the search itself is attachment, and we use the strength to turn the world down, but we don't dare to really look directly at our hearts, because the most difficult thing for people is renunciation itself.

Like you, you have been through many hardships, from your mind to your body, all scarred, but why are you? ”

I lowered my head and pondered, what do I want? Money? A comfortable life? Or what?

After a moment of silence for a bag of cigarettes, I looked up and looked firmly at him and said, "I want a truth, a truth that I have to know." ”

Khenpo laughed: "The truth is an illusion, since you are so obsessed, it means that your Buddha fate has not yet arrived, and when you find the so-called truth, you will naturally let go of your obsession and awaken to an epiphany."

Somebody left something with me, and he asked me to give it to you when you come back from there, remember, people usually get lost in obsessions, and often turning around is the way out, and then the flowers will naturally bloom and see the Buddha. ”

After saying that, Khenpo Xirong folded his hands and closed his eyes to chant, and I repeatedly recalled his words in my mind, and unconsciously folded my hands, stood up, bowed deeply to him, and exited the room.