Hearing this sound of "knock knock, knock knock", the emotions that I and Zamao Xiaodao were already worried about reached the peak in an instant.

We looked at each other, almost out of breath with nervousness.

The knocking on the door continued, and it seemed to be very impatient, and I made up all kinds of brains, thinking that it was the three elders at this door, squatting in unison, and seeing that we didn't open the door, they were ready to break in?

Just when I and Miscellaneous Xiaodao were about to break off our breath, a milky voice finally came from the door: "You two, open the door quickly!" ”

The voice sounded a little angry and a little immature, and I was excited, and I glanced at the miscellaneous hairy path, and he raised his chin and told me to open the door.

I crept over, straightened up, and carefully opened the door, but saw a young monk, only seven or eight years old, carrying a wooden plate with a few lamps of food on it. The little monk was obviously annoyed by our refusal to open the door, pouted, and looked at me angrily, a little helpless, with tears in his eyes.

I hurriedly brought the child into the room and asked him what was the matter?

He said angrily, "Senior Brother Jiang Bai said that you haven't had dinner yet, so you asked me to bring you something to eat." You guys are really ...... If you don't go to eat by yourself, send it over, and don't open the door yet, hum! ”

The two of us were afraid that he would cry out loud and attract the attention of the elders of the torture hall, so we hurriedly squatted on the ground, so I went back and rummaged through my backpack, and even found two pieces of chocolate. This thing is simply an invincible weapon for a child of this age, and it finally calmed his anger.

The food in the monastery was naturally not very exquisite, so we used it hastily, and then asked the little monk where the people who walked in front just now came from and where they stayed?

The mouth of eating people is short, and the hands are short, this seven or eight-year-old little monk is also interesting, raised his head and thought for a while, saying that he is a fellow Taoist who came to watch the ceremony, and lives in the front left turn of the Zacang, what, do you know, do you want me to help spread a word? We hurriedly stopped this very stupid and naïve little monk, so that we could comfort him and say no. And let him help us keep it secret, and if you can talk about what you hear, tell us, and you will be rewarded.

The little monk left happily, leaving me and Miscellaneous Trail with a sad face.

When we entered Tibet this time, we didn't plan to be able to hide Maoshan for long, and we almost lived a stable life for nearly a month. There are many temples and many cultivators, so the breath is traction, which leads them to be unable to deduce the heavenly opportunity, which is geographically advantageous, but life in the world, always has to be contaminated with cause and effect, the general direction, they can also expect it.

Thinking that we are about to enter the tragic life of running and running over there, I feel sad in my heart.

In the small village of Nanka Gyatso's house, although life is boring, it is still peaceful, and this time again, the next time I stop a stable life, I don't know when the road will be.

However, there is currently good news, that is, Mao Tongzhen and the elders of the torture hall came over this time, but they just happened to be at the meeting to observe the grand ceremony, and they did not know about our existence. As for the Baiju Monastery, the two lamas said that they would help us keep it secret, and they asked us, so ...... Otherwise, we will run at night and escape from this place, shall we?

In this way, you will be able to take a step ahead and escape as soon as possible to avoid their pursuit!

I made this proposal, and the miscellaneous fur was a little excited, but the tiger cat looked at us with disdain, and snorted, saying that we had picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelon. If you can't maintain a state of fearlessness and no regrets, then no matter how hard you work and work hard, you can't have any great achievements! It is difficult to have a fight in life, and only by fighting can you break through yourself!

It stared at us, and said that just because it wanted to avoid a pursuit, it would miss a high monk Honghua that might not be met in this life, if this is the case, you two guys, don't say you know me in the future.

The tiger cat is a tired character, and he has always been hip-hop and hip-hop, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, but this kind of exciting words are quite rare. Obviously, in its eyes, Tantric rainbow is much more important than the pursuit of Maoshan. I looked at each other and decided to vote on democracy. The results came out quickly, and in addition to my vote for leaving, Miscellaneous Trail, Tiger Cat, Duoduo, Little Demon, and Fat Bug, all voted against.

As for the fire baby, it is ignorant and is threatened by the little demon, so it is regarded as invalid and abstained.

After the results came out, Miscellaneous Xiaodao clenched his fists viciously and said, "It seems that everyone is iron-hearted." Curiosity kills the cat, okay, tomorrow we will all restrain our breath, be careful, and then change our masks, hide after reading it, and don't show up, if you show the stuffing, try to drag the two lamas into the water, Elder Luo, no matter how ruthless they are, they don't dare to spread wild on other people's territory. Next, I announce - sleep! ”

That night I dreamed again that the huge hanging coffin was floating, and my heart was heavy. The next morning, I woke up to the sound of Buddha singing, and felt that the Qi field of space, life and death, flowed extremely strongly.

There was no breakfast, and we were told that all the spectators were required to fast and bathe in order to wait for the right time.

From more than nine o'clock in the morning, the monastery began to be lively, and people kept coming, these people were either senior monks from nearby temples, or officials from the autonomous regional government, and well-known people in society...... Because of the restricted level, there are not many people, but there are also forty or fifty people.

Seeing this, our anxious mood is finally a little better, and as long as we are careful, we may not be discovered.

It stands to reason that Honghua is a very solemn and solemn thing, generally the monks who have passed away will be in their own residences, closed doors, do not eat or drink for seven days, do not see outsiders, and wait until the eighth day, by the close monks to go in, pack up the relics, there are few such high-profile people. It's a rare opportunity, which is why we cherish it so much.

Of course, the choice made by this Lindsay Geshe can also be understood: with the increasing communication between Tibetan areas and the outside world, and the influx of a large number of Han people into Tibetan areas, or tourism, or business, the impact of foreign culture, so that many Tibetans began to try to change their inherent living customs, and even changed their religious beliefs.

Cohesion of faith, that's why he did all this.

People came and went outside, and we didn't go out, but stayed in the room all the time, and then began to be busy with a makeover, spreading the two human skins from Yang Cao on our faces, and began to adapt, whether it was useful or not. At eleven o'clock in the afternoon. The old lama of Banjue came to find us with the little lama of Jiangbai, and when he saw our faces, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao explained to them, saying that the two of us have special identities, and among today's guests, there is our opponent, and we don't want to make a disturbance in this grand ceremony, so we dress up like this. The old lama with long eyebrows smiled, his face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, and said that it was okay, it was so good, and the two of them would be in the side hall for a while.

He took my hand and said that after this matter is over, we will first send someone to Tianhu to determine the scale of the ruins, and you still need your help here, once it is determined, we will apply to the autonomous regional government for salvage funds, and wait for March and April, when the spring flowers bloom, the winter water is getting warmer, and you can let the ancient Buddha that has been immersed in more than a thousand years see the light of day again. This matter is of great significance, and I would like to ask for your support.

I took the old lama's fingers, which looked like dry wood, and said that there is nothing to do, nothing to do, this is what we should do.

The old lama promised us that if this matter is done, you will always be our Baiju Monastery, the friend of all the monks.

After this conversation, everyone was in a good mood, the old lama did not have a lot of time, and he said about the fat worms in my body, and he didn't ask much, so he stopped by himself, let me control myself, and then stopped stopping, called the seven or eight-year-old little monk Nima, and asked him to take us into the tower for a while to observe, and then left in a hurry.

When we were idle, we teased the little monks and chatted to relieve boredom.

This "Nima" is not a curse, but in Tibetan it means Sunday. After asking a few words about his life in the temple, the miscellaneous Xiaodao suddenly pinched the fat cheeks of the little monk Nima, and asked how many of those guys who came in last night? Nima told us that there were five in all, two old men and three young people, but only two were allowed to observe the ceremony.

I looked at each other with the miscellaneous hairy path, and then he continued to interrogate, the little monk got our orders yesterday, and he observed it with all his heart, and slowly told us many details. After a long while, suddenly there was a crisp and distant sound outside, which lifted people's spirits. Nima's little body shook, stood up, waved at us, and said please, it's time to start.

Since we couldn't bring ritual utensils with us, we put all our luggage in the corner and let the fire baby guard it here, and then followed Nima and walked outside.

I came to Tibet for almost a month, our clothes were all given by Nanka Gyatso, full of Tibetan dress, I had a dark complexion, my hair was scattered, and I deliberately changed my body shape, if I didn't look carefully, I really couldn't tell that it was the two of us. Hearing the sound of the shut-out, people kept appearing in the aisle and walking towards the auspicious Duomen Tower.

I saw Mao Tongzhen appear in front of us, and next to him was a short old Taoist priest who was less than 1.6 meters tall. I can't see the front, I just feel that my skin is dark, my hair is pale, and there is a terrifying momentum that is forced out, and he is indeed a top master who makes people feel cold. They were also in a hurry, and they didn't pay attention to us behind them. After a while, we came to the main entrance of the auspicious multi-door tower.

On the top of the tower, the rainbow light is still there, shining around.