The next morning, my grandfather woke up and was also a good letter, digging up the place where he slept last night, only to see a snake nest one meter deep underground, and there was a giant python more than five meters long in the snake nest, but the giant python didn't look alive, but its strength gradually weakened, as if it was asleep. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

My grandfather suddenly realized that he had met the living Buddha last night and asked him to guide him, and he didn't dare to go against the Buddha's will, so he let go of the Tibetan gopher and left.

"Your story...... I can't believe it all, Zhugu belongs to a Dharma name among lamas in Tibetan Buddhism, just like we often hear which monk is called Master Wangchen, this name is very popular, maybe how many living Buddhas are called. ”

"Brother, don't believe it, there are indeed many monks in Tibetan Buddhism, their magic power is all over the sky, you see, we haven't waited for the mountain, people are waiting early, isn't this more divine than our Guigu God?" Ma Ya was full of admiration for this old lama, and felt that he was a monk who had attained the Tao.

"In addition to the unpredictable prophet, there is another possibility, you forgot? It is also possible that he got some news in advance!" Wushuang does not believe this, deep in a foreign land, full of traps dug for him by the enemy, if he is not careful, he is afraid that he will die a hundred times.

That being said, he was still very polite to the old lama.

Turning his head and said reverently: "Then it will disturb the Zhugu Living Buddha." ”

The old lama led the people up the hill and chatted with them as he went. It is said that this Saiyin Mountain is where the local spiritual mountain is, the Yellow Temple on the mountain has been preserved after hundreds of years of war, and the Buddha statues enshrined in it are all Genghis Khan's time, so it is quite effective.

"The younger generation has long heard that there is a stone monkey statue enshrined in the Yellow Temple on our Saiyin Mountain, and it is said that the stone monkey has a very interesting legendary story. ”

"Haha...... If you are interested, the little monk will take you to see it later, and the stone monkey statue is indeed there, but it is unknown whether the folk legend is true or not. ”

Everyone goes up the mountain all the way, there is indeed a yellow temple on the top of the mountain, the small temple is not big, the green bricks and green tiles are antique, a front hall and a back hall, and the plaques on the door are all in Mongolian.

The front hall is dedicated to Sakyamuni, and everyone kneels down to worship incense and prays sincerely according to the customs of the Central Plains. Although Wushuang didn't believe it, he could follow the customs of the locals, so he had to kneel down too.

Zhugu Living Buddha took Wushuang and Ma Ya around the apse, the roof in the apse is open-air, a bottle of five or six meters high stone monkey appeared in front of Wushuang, this stone monkey seems to have nothing special, the carving is not exquisite, but it reveals a clumsy atmosphere, Wushuang is very good at studying these things, at a glance to identify the age of this stone monkey statue is probably really built in the Yuan Dynasty, completely in line with the rough style of the Mongols in the Yuan Dynasty.

Zhugu Living Buddha said that he was not a monk stationed in the Yellow Temple, he had traveled to five countries when he was young, and after he was fifty years old, he traveled here by chance, and was attracted by the beautiful scenery in this Saiyin Mountain, and saw that there was a Yellow Temple on the top of the mountain, although he took root.

"Were there any other khenpos in the temple before?" Wushuang asked him.

He shook his head and said no, when he came, the Yellow Temple looked dilapidated, and it was all repaired after he came.

The old lama was really not stingy, he prepared a meal in advance, and everyone had a share, although there was no meat, but everyone was already hungry all night, and they ate all day long, and there was not even a grain of rice left.

After eating, Zhu Gu took them to the meditation room on the side, saying that this yellow temple is too small, and I live here myself on weekdays, so you can be wronged.

The brothers were so tired that after the old lama left, they immediately snored loudly one by one, and they forgot to greet their masters.

"Brother, you can sleep for a while, you can recover quickly after resting the injury on your back. Ma Ya said.

"Sleep? Can I sleep? Why don't I have a good impression of this Yellow Temple?"

"What's the matter? The Zhugu Living Buddha is very good to us, taking out so much fasting for us, and vacating the place where he lives for us to live. Ma Ya is kind, others are good to her, and she recognizes that others are not bad.

"I don't know what it feels like, but I always feel weird in my heart, and I can't tell what's wrong. You go to sleep first. Wushuang brought a blanket and covered Ma Ya. He leaned against the door of the meditation room and closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and observed the small meditation room of less than 20 square meters vigilantly.

It was as if something had been staring at him, and that feeling was very strong, but there was nothing in the meditation room, and the ground had already been filled by a dozen or so big men. There are all kinds of sweat and smelly feet in the meditation room, and it is not strange that they are all children of the rivers and lakes anyway.

There is a shrine in front of the window, and there is a small statue in the shrine, this small statue is also kind and kind and folded, it squints, sits on the lotus platform, and there are several swirls on its head, which is similar to the image of the legendary Shakyamuni sitting on the lotus platform.

Although Wushuang is not a believer in Buddhism, anyone who plays with antiques has come into contact with these statues. He took the little idol in his hand and looked at it carefully. No, this idol is definitely not Shakyamuni, and it is not other Buddhas, no matter how weird you look. Although he looked serene, he exuded an evil aura.

"Brother, what are you doing? put it down, if it is broken, it will be a sin!" Ma Ya quickly snatched it and put it back in the shrine.

"Do you know this Buddha statue?"

She shook her head and said, "I don't know, Master Zu once had a will, and those who steal the door are not allowed to have religious beliefs except for Mongolians." ”

Wushuang lit a cigarette, looked at the strange Buddha statue again, and then pushed the door out.

"Why are you going? Aren't you tired? So many people have tossed around like this for you, don't you know how to take good care of yourself?"

"You rest first, I'll go out for a walk. Wushuang turned to leave.

In the apse, the old lama Zhugu was wiping the statue of the stone monkey with his sleeve.

"Sir, you don't rest, sit down!" he replied.

"The younger generation has a question, I don't know if I should talk about it?"

"Speak. ”

"The younger generation saw that there is a Buddha statue in the living Buddha's meditation room, and that Buddha statue does not seem to be Shakyamuni?"

"Oh, sir, what did you say about it? Forgive the little monk for being lonely and unheard, the Buddha statue was there when the little monk came, and I guess it must have been left by the previous Khenpo, right?" he said very vaguely, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Zhugu Living Buddha said, this Saiyin Mountain Yellow Temple can not break the incense, when I traveled to this time, I saw many Qing army corpses in the Darigan League fortress not far from the mountain, those Qing troops were slaughtered by the invasion of Tsarist Russia, their souls have been wandering on the grassland can not be reincarnated, and it happens that Saiyin Mountain is blocked on their westward road.