When I heard this old lama, who was shaped like dead wood, say these three words as soon as he opened his mouth, I couldn't help but blow up my head.

These days, the question that has been haunting my heart broke out, and just as I was about to speak, I heard this old tone change and asked: "...... What does it have to do with you? ”

Let me go, this old guy is the king of Raushzi, do you want to speak with such a big pant?

My face was strange and red, and then I was silent for a long time, and then I said respectfully: "Luo Eighteen is the kid's Taishi Ancestor, how can the Dharma King see it?" "The Venerable King of the Treasure Cave looked at me intently for a while, I was not afraid, I looked at him, and I felt that in his slightly squinted eyes, there was a round of sun, hanging high, directly imprinted into my heart.

But instead of answering my question, he put his right index finger on his shriveled lips, dipped it in saliva, and then stretched it out tremblingly and pointed it towards my forehead.

I didn't know what I meant, and was about to dodge back, when the little lama Jiang Bai stabilized my shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, His Holiness wants to give you some explanation, so that you can understand all this." ”

I was overjoyed, and I did not resist any more, but held my head high and waited for the enlightenment of the old lama.

The fingertips touched my forehead, and immediately a different touch came from the door of my head, and his fingers were like dead wood, extremely rough, pressing on the top of my head, and I panicked. Then there was a stream of heat, like careful tentacles, gently sweeping over my nerves. The Dharma King didn't speak, but between my eyes, there were gods and Buddhas rising out of the sky, and countless sandalwood chanting sounded in my heart.

Then, I couldn't help but close my eyes.

As soon as my eyes were closed, I seemed to have entered another time and space, looking at my strange self alone, without speaking, without much consciousness, only quietly looking at my graceful body, slowly becoming rotten and hairy, and finally turning into a dry and hard corpse - I was extremely disgusted with my body, and it seemed that there was something I hadn't done, there was an obsession, and there was an obstacle.

Time flows like flowing water, but this eternal sadness has been spreading......

I don't know how long it took, my mind went blank, and I felt tears in the corners of my eyes, and I couldn't stop popping out. When I opened my eyes, I found that there was nothing in front of me, and the Venerable King of the Treasure Cave and the little lama Jiang Bai who were here just now had already left here, leaving only the miscellaneous Xiaodao alone, looking at me with a strange smile.

I was a little strange and asked him to laugh at the yarn?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao finally couldn't help it, covered his stomach and laughed, saying that you guy, people kindly opened your spiritual wisdom and wisdom empowerment, but it didn't last for a while, you went crazy, shouted and scolded, and let that old bald donkey get out of the way - okay, in this lama temple, you actually dare to shout "bald donkey get out"? This is not just a slap in the face, it is simply a slap in the face! In a moment, see how you end up.

Looking at the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao's look of watching the show, I was angry in my heart, but more doubts.

I really don't have any impression of what he said, touching my body, muscular, hard as iron, where are there any signs of decay? Moreover, how could I scold this treasure cave Dharma King, for this terrifying old monster, a high-ranking monk, I don't even dare to take a breath of air, how can I be so unscrupulous?

My mind was in a mess, and I thought of a possibility, I made a bitter face and said Lao Xiao, I won't really be the same as Jiang Bai, and I am also a reincarnated Venerable, right?

The miscellaneous hair Xiaodao exaggerated the salute to me, saying Lord Living Buddha, should I call you Luo Nineteen or Nineteen Masters?

Hearing this nonsensical name, all my seriousness turned into laughter, and I smacked him angrily and funny, saying Fuck off your mother's eggs, are we going to travel to the Yongzheng period and perform a "Nine Dragons Seize the Heir"?

We laughed a little, and then Miscellaneous Xiaodao said to me very seriously: "The past is gone, now is what we can grasp, whether you are or not, anyway, I only know Lu Dao, you are my good brother Lu Zuo, a poor boy from the countryside of Jinping, Miaojiang, little poison, as for the rest, let it go, it doesn't belong to you, and you don't need to be responsible......"

Hearing him say it sincerely, I nodded, and said yes, thinking too much, what's the use? On the contrary, I tired myself.

As he spoke, the little lama Jiang Bai ran in, and I apologized to him to express my loss of control just now, Jiang Bai smiled and said that it doesn't matter, what kind of person is the Dharma King, how can he care about you - then again, seeing you today, it is the longest thing the Dharma King has said, and on weekdays, he has never spoken much.

Hearing Jiang Bai say this, I relaxed my heart a little, at noon we had fasting, bathing and changing clothes, and then under the leadership of the little lama Jiang Bai, from the north of Baiju Temple, set off on foot, to Qifeng Snow Mountain, a hundred miles away.

Compared with the famous sacred mountains such as Mount Kailash and Mount Yala Chambord in Tibet, Qifeng Snow Mountain is not very famous, and many people don't even know about it. But we listened to the introduction of the ghost demon mother-in-law, this Qifeng Snow Mountain is called Ode Gongjiama Mountain, which is one of the three hundred and sixty brother gods located in Animaqing Mountain on the south bank of Qinghai Lake, and it is also the most intelligent one.

Of course, this is all Tibetan folklore, ancient beliefs, can not be true or false, but since it can be compiled into mythological stories, then this mountain must have its extraordinary features - it is said that its four walls are distributed very distinctly symmetrical, resembling a round crown pyramid, the top of the mountain is surrounded by white clouds all year round, it is difficult to witness its true appearance, the peak is covered with snow all year round, and the majestic peak is on top of the majestic ten thousand peaks, which is very visual and spiritual shock.

There weren't many people in the procession, except for the old lama Panjue, the little lama of Jiangbai, the Dharma King of the Treasure Cave, and the five ordinary monks who carried the honor guard, there were only a few people, including me, the miscellaneous hairy path, and the ghost and demon mother-in-law.

This lineup is not as good as Luo Feiyu, the right envoy of the Evil Spirit Sect a few days ago, but with the presence of the Treasure Cave Dharma King, we can feel an inexplicable sense of security.

The master town, sure enough.

Along the way, everyone except us seemed very silent, silently carrying the burden, silently turning the prayer wheel, and almost everyone had holy admiration on their faces, facing the sacred mountain. The Treasure Cave Dharma King walked at the front of the line, his whole person was wrapped in a thick red lama robe, not showing a little, looking at the strict strength, compared with the ghost mother-in-law, he seemed to be a little more like a ghost.

On the contrary to him, the ghost demon mother-in-law walked beside Jiang Bai, except for wrapping her head with a hat, but there was nothing abnormal - oh, by the way, there was a faint sunlight from the clouds, shining on the ghost and demon mother-in-law's body, but on the ground, there was no shadow, but a layer of refracted light with too wide curvature.

The process of walking is actually a kind of experience.

On the way to walk, let the soul settle down, especially in the company of such three eminent monks who have achieved a certain degree in Tibetan Buddhism, so that we can feel the solemn atmosphere more. At first, I would look around, look at the scenery around me, and greet the budgie with a black spot above my head, but later, all I could see was the road in front of me and the sky above me.

The mood was so pure, as if it became more pure with the vast sky.

This hundred miles of road, we walked from noon to evening, and finally came to the foot of the snow-capped mountain, in February, the cold wind of the plateau is still cold, looking up at the snow-capped mountain, the heart can't help but have a strong sense of awe for this heaven and earth, life is a lifetime, but a hundred years, and the mountains in front of us, but has been standing on this earth for countless years and years, in front of it, how small we are?

When you think about it in this way, the countless struggles and gains and losses in the world become less important.

It was getting late, and our aim was the stone altar at the port of the mountain, but no one dared to walk at night, so we camped in a leeward flat at the foot of the mountain. Naturally, the five ordinary monks will do the miscellaneous things such as setting up tents and lighting fires, and we will discuss the matter of stripping Lunzhu from the Luofu laser stone tomorrow.

During the whole process, I found that the Treasure Cave Dharma King and the Demon Mother-in-law did not interject, or nodded, or shook their heads, and they didn't even reply in the affirmative, all of them became a conversation between Jiang Bai and Pan Jue, a young and old lama. And along the way, the two of them have not communicated, obviously, outside of our understanding, these two people may have some mustard and reason, or old grudges, to form such an atmosphere.

Of course, we only don't know about these things that are rotten and heckless, and we don't want to know about them, and we get involved.

When camping overnight, the stars are lonely, the sky and the earth are empty, and the soul is unprecedentedly quiet and distant. The ancients said that when we read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, there will be a lot of scenery and insights on the road, which we cannot experience when we stay in a room or a small living space. However, many perceptions and thoughts are too jerky and tiresome to be imposed on others, so those who have skimmed over them here, or who have had the same experience, may resonate with this desolate and sparse beauty.

The next morning, we got up early, washed our faces with snow, and then began to trek upward, at first shallow, barely walking, until halfway up, the snow was knee-deep, the slope was as steep as a stand, and the snow was white on all sides, and the road began to be difficult. However, the people who came this time were carefully selected, and they were different from ordinary people, and they could reach the uninhabited place with their strength under their feet and galloping in stride.

As for the treasure cave king and the ghost demon mother-in-law, they flew directly on the snow and envied others.

It was also a difficult journey, and when the thin sunlight fell overhead, forming a dazzling light like gold on the snowy line, the Venerable King of the Treasure Cave pointed to the snow-white little black and whispered, "That ......"

We looked up, but saw a black notch in the shape of a swastika appearing at the end of the line of sight.

Ah, it's finally here!

I also came from the mountains.