Chapter 296: Guru
After reconciling with Li Yuntong, Songtsen Gampo's worries were only about how to recover his mother.
They waited anxiously for news from the other side of the pile.
And after many tests, Zhandui finally met Ladaimu himself.
The main hall of Gaden Monastery.
Although there were no less than twenty monks in the huge hall, they were all silent and silent, only the sound of crows among the branches came from the window, which was heart-wrenching.
The candles in the hall flickered with the wind, bright for a while, dark for a while, and the hearts of the people swayed and did not have peace.
Ladaimu knelt on the futon in front of a statue of a god, closed his eyes, as if he was nourishing his gods, as if he was meditating on the scriptures, and the candlelight danced back and forth with the night wind, reflecting on his face from left to right, outlining his ordinary face with a bit of mystery.
One of the monks waved his hand, and the other monks quietly retreated, and the monk who remained behind him bowed two steps forward, knelt behind Ladaimu, gently slapped his shoulder, and chuckled: "Master, just now the Grand Master asked him to send a few pieces of cloth, each of which is of the highest grade, better than the ones you used before, just enough to make a few new vestments." It can be seen that you are not to blame for Cai Bangsa's death, there are so many people below, and he has no choice but to do so. Don't be angry, wait a few days, as soon as Cai Bangsa dies, the archmage will naturally know that you have not shown mercy. β
"Hmph, just because Cai Bangsa is not dead, he suspects that his master's mana is not good, if it weren't for the great cause of the Bon sect, how would this master be willing to succumb to him?" Ladaimu snorted coldly and opened his eyes, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and said: "It's hateful, this master has been looking down on the sheep for so many years, and he has to rank behind his little disciple, it's really hateful." β
Tuo also followed him for many years, and knew a little about the archmage's defense against him and his psychology, and said with relief: "Master, the archmage is biased towards Gonghesa, but because of a few of his personal disciples, there is only one left, no matter how deep their master-apprentice relationship is, they can't erase your merits, so why should you take it to heart?" β
"Yes, Gonghesa is his personal disciple and deserves to be reused, but since he was injured on that expedition to the Tang Dynasty, he has not recovered for so many years, and he has become a toothless tiger, and he has to rely on his master to guard against it, no wonder Bon is in his hands, and he will be pressed by Buddhism to the point where he can't raise his head."
Radaimu sneered, "He still hasn't given up, he thinks that Songtsen Gampo won't attack us, thinks that what he does is just to balance the royal power, he is old, thinks too much, hesitates too much." I don't understand, our Bon religion is a step by step, just like Cai Bangsa is our faithful believer, but when her son wants to build a Buddhist temple, did she block it? β
"The struggle for power has always been a matter of life and death, the archmage is getting old day by day, day by day he is not like him in the memory of the master, since he hesitates, let the master come."
"For so many years, our archmage, I still think that Songtsen Gampo is the little child he brought back then, and he can't bear to be a killer several times, leaving room for him, if his disciples are still alive, this master may not be in his eyes, but they are all dead, in the future, can his position still be left to Gonghesa's child?"
Toya said flatteringly, "Master, if you know this, why do you bother to take it to heart? Anyway, in the heart of the archmage, you are still different, otherwise you wouldn't have handed over such a big thing to you to do, and all our incense, aren't you in charge of purchasing? How can these errands, if they are not trustworthy, succeed? The little monk heard that those lives used to be in the hands of his eldest disciples. This time, the archmage didn't really get angry with you, but he was worried that Yang Tongsa said something unfavorable to us before he died, and when the rumors passed, he would naturally be willing to see you. β
Ladaimu sneered and said: "He refuses to see this master now, just in case there is anything, he will throw this master out to atone for his crimes, and when the rumor passes, I am afraid that Gonghesa will learn a lot from him again, in case he passes on the mantle of the archmage of the Bon sect to that child, won't this master work in vain?" β
He slowly closed his eyes again, and the smile on his lips grew colder and colder.
I want to use him again, and I want to give the benefits to my own disciples, how can there be such a good thing in this world!
He was a little afraid of the archmage, but he was just afraid of the great archmage in the past, and now that the archmage is old, he will not let him be bullied again.
It's just that there is no urgency at the moment, and we have to deal with Songtsen Gampo together first, and then talk about other things.
Ladaimu's hands had already flattened the bronze bowl in front of him.
What if Gonghesa is the Archmaster's own disciple? His brothers are dead, and he is looking for an opportunity to reunite them.
He understands better than them that no matter how Bon has been driven above the royal power, no sect has ever been able to maintain that kind of power for a long time, even if Songtsen Gampo is overthrown and another prince is raised, sooner or later it will be this kind of outcome, if you want the Bon religion to be evergreen, there is only one way, that is, to replace it, the unity of the state and religion, so that you can always stand at the peak of power!
Stretching out his somewhat thin fingers, Ladaimu gently rubbed his temples, opened his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Go, bring the one you said before called Zhandui to this master." Did you really find out, he is just an ordinary shopkeeper? β
"Hey, that Zhandui is an ordinary shopkeeper, the little monk has already inquired, because although he is a shopkeeper, he can't be in charge of the money sulk, he said several times that Buchi that woman hen Si Chen, reversed black and white, said that if he was Buchi's man, he would beat her eight times a day until she was obedient.
After a pause, Tuo also smiled lightly and said, "Speaking of which, that Zhandui looks very good, better than the grandson of the Dele family, and it must be what you like." β
"Bring him in and let the good students of this teacher see it. If it is really as good as you say, choose a day to sacrifice him to the gods and enhance the master's skills. β
Tuo was also a little puzzled: "Master, since Dele's grandson looks the same, why do you have to pick another person?" Although Zhandui said that he was innocent, he was not his own person in the end, what if he came out with something when he was offered to the gods? β
"Then let him see the means of his master and willingly use them for the Bon religion. If he wants to believe that as long as he is willing to sacrifice himself to the gods, he will soon be reincarnated and become the son of a rich and noble family, and he will no longer be as idle as he has in this life. β
Ladaimu sat up and sneered: "The wealth of the next life, coupled with the means of this master, guarantees that he will willingly and voluntarily sacrifice to the gods!" β
Toya nodded, and went out of the hall to call someone.
It didn't take long for another confidant of Ladaimu, Ximu, to lead Zhandui in.
After Zhandui came in, he immediately bowed to Radaimu and said, "Knock on the Guru." β
He bowed with such devotion that it was not like he was bowing to a monk, but like bowing to a king.
Ladaimu's gaze fell on the top of Zhandui's head, and said lightly: "I heard that you want to find this master to vent for you, so you don't hesitate to lower the price of incense by one percent, but have you done it?" β
Zhan Dui looked at Ladaimu's face, nodded again and again and replied: "If you go back to the master, it stands to reason that the villain can't be the master, but the villain has been the shopkeeper for a few years, and he also has some customers, so it's okay to exchange some of the goods given to them to the templeββ"
He said it vaguely, but Ladaimu understood that this was a shoddy way to fool other customers, and the money poured out was posted on his side.
Ladaimu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said coldly: "The incense used here by this master is for the gods, if there are some bad things mixed in, it is a great disrespect for the gods, you have to break your hands and feet, the incense you give to the temple is really of the highest quality?" β
Frightened by him, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhandui's forehead, and he was so frightened that he knelt down with a puff and said flatteringly: "Master, no one dares to lie to you?" You can rest assured that the incense supplied to the temple has always been the best, and the small one dares to take the head on his neck to guarantee. β
Ladaimu laughed a few times and said, "Get up, you have to remember what you said, if one day let the master know that you dare to coax, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, the master can take your head, if you don't believe it, you can give it a try." Come, raise your head and let the Master see. β
Zhan Dui said timidly: "Master, the little ones don't dare - lend ten dares to the little ones, and the little ones don't dare to coax you!" β
As he spoke, he looked up tremblingly.
His face is more delicate than most Tibetan men, and even his high nose and deep eyes are softer than others.
Seeing Zhandui's reverent gaze, Ladaimu smiled faintly.
This look that regarded him as a god, he had seen it in the eyes of countless believers. He looked at Zhan Dui, smiled meaningfully, and asked, "Do you want to be a little shopkeeper for the rest of your life?" Don't you want that wealth to the sky, don't you want your children and grandchildren to become nobles? You just have to think and the teacher can help you achieve your wishes. β
Zhan Dui nodded desperately, as if he was speechless because he was excited by this great news, and after a while, he said a little embarrassed: "Of course the villain wants to...... I think about it every day, but the villain has no ability and doesn't know what to do. Guru, can you really just think about it, and you can help make the villain's wish come true? β
Ladaimu smiled inscrutablely and said, "You can think of something in your mind first, and then the master will let you see it, and you will know if the master can help you make your wish come true." β
When Zhan Dui heard this, he pondered and meditated.
Looking at his painstaking appearance, Ladaimu Chaotuo also made a look.
The door of the main hall was blown open by the wind, and the cold wind poured in, making Zhan Pile shiver.
If only there was a pot of fire to roast, or a thick garment to wear.
Occupy the pile subconsciously thought.