At noon, we finally came to the lama temple where Chen Xuehan kept nagging. I have been to a lot of lama temples before, and I have visited various types and specifications of temples, but this is the first time I have seen this kind of temple.

The first is an extremely dilapidated temple gate, very small, the wooden door is only half a man wide, but behind it is a small courtyard, swept through the snow, revealing a lot of stone mills and stone tables and chairs.

At the end of the courtyard, I saw the temple built on the hill, and the houses stretched several kilometers upwards, which looked somewhat magnificent. Even so, I know that there is not much space in these temple buildings, and although they seem to occupy a large area, the interior of the buildings is quite small because they are built on the mountain.

There were three young lamas sitting around the stone mill and roasting the fire, and when they saw us come in, they didn't show much surprise, and they still didn't ask.

Chen Xuehan explained his intentions to the front, and I couldn't understand all the words spoken in Tibetan, so one of the lamas led us into the house.

The first building was the largest, where the lamas did their work, and there was a wooden ladder behind the house, and we climbed up one by one, and I don't know how many rooms we passed through after a long time, and the leading lama stopped, and I found that we had finally reached a room in total darkness.

Chen Xuehan and the lama walked down very respectfully, leaving me and two fellows standing in the dark room, looking around, and found that this seemed to be a meditation room. There was only one place in the entire room that was lit.

We walked cautiously along, and as I got used to the light, I slowly saw many vague shadows in the darkness, all piled up of scriptures. One by one, I came to a place where there was light, and I found that it was a window.

The window was covered with a thick blanket, but the blanket was so old that it had rotted out of many small holes through which the light came out.

I calculated, trying to put away the blanket and let the outside light shine into the room. Just as he was about to start, he heard a voice in the darkness say, "Don't let the light, come here." ”

I was startled by the sound, and when I looked back, there was a little spark in the dark corner, and then, in the whole side of the sky, I saw five lamas, and they all became bright. These five lamas must have been there for a long time, and I couldn't see them in the dark, perhaps because they had a special way of practicing and we seemed to disturb them.

I remembered what they had said, and I walked over. When we got closer, we saw that several of the young lamas had their eyes closed, and only one of the older lamas was looking at us with blazing eyes. When we talked about our intentions again, the old lama closed his eyes, "He has been to you." ”

In the old lama's bedroom, we drank freshly brewed butter tea, and waited for him to finish the matter little by little. There was a charcoal stove in the bedroom, which made the room very warm, and I was sweating slightly while listening to the experience of my little brother's first appearance in the world.

Twenty years ago, the old lama still remembers that night, it was the third week of heavy snow on the mountain, and it was already very dangerous to descend the mountain, and all the lamas were ready to go on a winter penance. At that time, the old lama was only sixty years old, and his cultivation was far from what he is now, although he was already a very famous teacher in the lama temple, but the great lama in the temple at that time was not him.

For the sake of convenience, we called the old lama who was still young at that time Tashi, and the name of the old lama in the temple at that time was Naruhito. Eighty-four years old at the time, Naruhito had already asked Tashi to sweep away all the snow in front of the temple and put three large charcoal stoves in front of the temple to prevent the snow from covering the ground again.

This was the first time since the construction of the lama's temple, and although Tashi did not know what the move meant, he had a hunch that Grand Lama Naruhito seemed to be involved in something. That night, when he went to refill the charcoal stove for the fourth time, Tashi saw the young man standing in front of the charcoal stove to keep warm.

The young man was dressed in a particularly strange garment, which seemed to be an extremely thick military coat, but the pattern on the suit was Tibetan, and he carried a large bag on his back, which looked extremely heavy.

This is a young man of Han nationality, wearing a heavy coat, looking particularly muscular, and Tashi had this conversation with him at that time - Tashi: "Where do you come from?" Young man: "Come from the mountains." Tashi: "Where are the distinguished guests?" and the young man: "Go outside." Tashi: "Is the guest from the village across the mountain?" Young man: "No, it's from the depths of the snowy mountains." ”