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The snow danced wildly outside the tent, but inside the tent was still relatively warm, and the kettle on the small stove gurgled and created a bit of warmth and vitality.

The mother and son in the tent were full of sadness. In the pastoral area of Later Tibet, snow disasters usually occurred in the chūn season in previous years, but in recent years, I don't know why the weather is getting colder and colder, and the occurrence of snow disasters has been advanced, and it seems that the cycle of the four seasons has been forcibly twisted forward by some kind of great force.

Namu took the tea bucket from behind the felt, spooned two bowls of butter tea and laid them on the small table next to the fire. The mother mumbled something as she took out the tsamba and prepared for today's dinner. Tibetan compatriots are accustomed to using butter tea to make tsamba, and now the snow disaster has arrived, but the county has already noticed, and Namu's family does not live particularly partially, so they still don't have to worry about eating.

Namu pinched the barley fried noodles with his fingers, then put them in his mouth, chewed and swallowed them, poured a sip of butter tea, and said to his mother, "When will the snow stop?"

"Then I have to ask the Buddha. "Women seem to be a little angry about this question, and about the question of the time, it is natural that they should consult those who are able, and to ask themselves is to laugh at themselves.

"Go to Tashilhunpo Monastery and pray, I heard that everyone will go. ”

Namu was a little puzzled: "There is still a month left in the Great Prayer Festival, and at this time, the city will not be warmer than ours, what are you going to do?"

"Everyone goes, we naturally have to go, it's inconvenient for me to walk, you go. When she had said this, the woman ignored him and began to read the scriptures.

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Tashilhunpo Monastery is the largest monastery built by the Gelug sect of Tibetan Buddhism in the post-Tibetan region, which was founded in the 12th year of Ming orthodoxy, and the founder is traced back to the first ** lama. The temple is located on the slope of Nisèrì Mountain in the west of the city of Rì Katse, covering an extremely large area, and is the most famous large temple in the Tibetan plain except for the Potala Palace.

Tashilhunpo Monastery is now most famous for tourists, not only for its architecture, but also for its mystique and status in Tibetan Buddhism. This monastery is the residence of the Panchen Lama, and it was here that the 10th Panchen Lama passed away seven years ago.

It's winter now, and it's unusually cold, and the already quiet street is covered by snow, making it even more quiet.

There were three adults and one child on the slopes, and one of the young men could be heard muttering.

"Why don't you even see people when you come to travel? Why do you have to come here if you stay in Lhasa?"

"It's you who want to come to xīzàng, you promise me that you will listen to my arrangement after entering Tibet. ”

"Where have all the people gone?"

"Tashilhunpo Monastery. ”

Looking west from the road, if there is a sun, you will definitely be able to see the golden dome of Tashilhunpo Monastery in the west of the city shining with golden light, today is a heavy snowy day, you can't see so clearly, but the majestic temple building still carries a solemn atmosphere, far away.

The whole temple is surrounded by a high wall, with white walls and a golden roof, which is very beautiful to look at.

Many Tibetans have gathered in the monastery and are leaning down on the ground and praying.

The black pressed a large crowd of people leaning over in the snow, motionless, the wind and snow gradually increased, and there were already people with snow on their bodies, but it did not melt away.

Next to the crowd, there were several people in thick leather suits with anxious faces, and they were talking to the crowd with their heads down.

It turns out that the snow disasters in the Tibetan area have been frequent in recent years, and I don't know where the news came from, and the people must come to Tashilhunpo Monastery to pay respects, so that they can be blessed by heaven and turn away this snow disaster.

And the time that everyone made an appointment happened to be the coldest days of the year.

Neither the Kanpo Conference nor the lamas of Tashilhunpo Monastery expected today's scene, and they were worried about the health of the Tibetans on this cold and snowy day, so they were urging everyone to disperse and go home, saying that the living Buddha already knew.

But I don't know why, the Tibetans are very persistent, and they must meet the Panchen Living Buddha.

However, the Panchen Living Buddha had already gone to Beijing last month to pay a visit.

As soon as these words spread in the crowd, the Tibetans, who had been frozen and were about to freeze, raised their heads in confusion, obviously someone in the crowd was stirring.

"Then please bless the Buddhist master. ”

"Please bless the Buddha. ”

Standing at the gate of Tashilhunpo Monastery was none other than Sekarma Rinpoche, who had a relationship with Yi Tianxing in the provincial capital. When he heard this, his face changed greatly, and then he smiled mildly: "The scripture master who imparts the knowledge of the Living Buddha is in the temple, so I will go and invite the four of them to come out." ”

Someone in the crowd said respectfully, "Annoying Master, please come out of the Supreme Buddha." ”

The corners of Karma Rinpoche's eyes twitched slightly, and he scolded: "Master Tsongkhapa has passed away for a thousand years, and if you sincerely pray, you can naturally see that the Buddhist master is really in Mount Meru, how can you see it in this mortal world?"

Lama Tsongkhapa, according to legend, is the incarnation of the Bodhisattva Shu and the teacher of the Living Buddha and the Panchen Living Buddha.

How can you see such a legendary deity?

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Sekarma Rinpoche stared at a man wearing a felt hat in the crowd and said coldly, "It turned out to be Senior Brother, why didn't you enter the monastery?"

The Karma Guru severed his tongue and spoke a little slurred, but when he said this, the man in the hat shook violently and suddenly emerged from the prostrate crowd.

The man's hat was blown off by the wind and snow, and it turned out to be a great lama.

The great lama sneered and said, "Master, why aren't you allowed to wait for me to see the Buddha?"

"The Buddhist master is naturally in the Buddha land. Karma Rinpoche replied sincerely.

The two were far away from each other, one standing on the stone steps, the other standing in the crowd, but in the thousands of people, only these two people existed.

The two of them made contact with each other, and Karma Rinpoche's pale face turned red, while the great lama vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The crowd was stunned, and it was rare to see the battle of the gurus take shape.

Only these two great lamas knew what kind of existence they wanted to protect, so the invisible battle was expressed today in this barbaric way.

The lama, who vomited blood, walked up to the stone steps and looked at Karma Rinpoche viciously.

Karma Rinpoche was silent and let him curse.

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The officials who were maintaining order knew that this was no longer a secular fight, and hurried to evacuate the crowd.

But there were still some people in the crowd who kept provoking, as if they must ask the "so-called Buddhist teacher" to pray for blessings.

Namu looked coldly at the crowd, he was studying in a university in the provincial capital, and naturally he had seen more than the average Tibetan, and although he was still very religious about religion, he still saw that the situation today was a little strange, and these Tibetans who were suffering from the snow disaster seemed to be being used by someone.

Seeing that an official he knew well was communicating with Tibetans who were lying in the snow with a reverent face, he stepped forward: "Teacher Cui, do you need help?"

"It's Namu, when did you come back?" The official, surnamed Cui, turned out to be a teacher who had taught Namu. He suddenly remembered that this was not the time to chat, the weather was getting colder and colder, and if these Tibetans still refused to leave, they were afraid that they would get frostbite in front of the snow-covered Lashhunpo Monastery.

If the Panchen Lama is stationed in Xidi, if Tibetans come to worship the Buddha but freeze to death and suffer frostbite, the political impact will be very bad.

Namu was a cheerful person, and he didn't say much, so he began to follow Teacher Cui to persuade those Tibetans to go back first. He is also well-known in the pastoral area, who does not know the "smart Nam", that is a smart child who went to the provincial capital to study at university, and he also knows some Tibetans. Under his persuasion, some Tibetans finally stood up in confusion and prepared to go back.

At this moment, there was suddenly another lama beside Namu.

The lama looked at Namu with a smile: "Child, why do you advise everyone to go back?"

"Because it's cold, if you kneel here any longer, you can get frostbite. Namu didn't know this lama, but he knew that he must be a great supernatural power by looking at his clothes, so he hurriedly responded respectfully.

The lama shook his head: "Look at those golden domes. ”

Namu followed his fingers and looked at the golden-roofed brown buildings stained with broken snow in the walls of the white courtyard of Tashilhunpo Monastery, his face was full of puzzlement, and he said respectfully: "That is the Panchen Ling Pagoda, please make it clear to the master."

The lama said gently: "In front of the spiritual pagoda hall, how can you see thousands of pious souls suffering?" and then said: "If you give up halfway, it is the wish of the outer way." ”

As soon as these words came out, the Tibetans who had already been shaken and were standing up fell into the snow again.

Namu was anxious: "But it's too cold. ”

Suddenly, he found that his body was stiff, he could no longer move, his mouth and tongue were numb, and he could not say a word.

The official surnamed Cui noticed his abnormality, hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said to the lama: "Master, this is a child. ”

Zhao Zhaotian rì, the lama still wouldn't do anything to these officials, and smiled: "Children will also fall into demons." ”

Namu's body was able to move again, he was frightened and frightened, his hand touched the Tibetan knife at his waist, but he did not have the courage to pull it out and face the great lama.

He didn't move, but some Tibetans moved, surrounded him, cursed non-stop, and were even ready to start moving.

Teacher Cui was in a hurry, but the big lama smiled slightly, and his eyes flashed.

"Namu!"

A few more young Tibetans ran over, knives in their hands.

The young man who came over was Namu's classmate in the provincial people's hospital, and he also had some good friends.

There were 12 people in their fellow villagers, some of them did not come back in order to save money, and saved all the money donated by Pengfei Industry and Trade, and some of them returned to their hometowns with Namu, and they also came to Tashilhunpo Monastery today, and saw that there was going to be a conflict here, so they ran over.

Namu frowned and said, "How can you move the knife in front of the temple, put it away quickly!"

The older Tibetans might not have listened to what he said, but the young men were obedient, tucking their knives into their waists and staring viciously at those who were preparing to beat Namu.

A few young cubs were like wolves, and the adult Tibetans subconsciously took two steps back.

The lama spoke again, and his words were full of compassion and compassion: "Young man Namu, you feel sorry for your compatriots' bodies, it is compassion, but the snow disaster in Houzang has been in Tibet for many years, and non-Buddhist teachers cannot transform it, so we ask for gifts here, isn't it compassion?"

Namu was speechless for a moment.

"Invite these insincere young people away, otherwise the Buddhist master will not come out if they have no pious heart, and the snow will get bigger and bigger. ”

As if to confirm the lama's words, the snow became thicker and thicker, and the air became colder and colder.

Some fanatical believers began to push and shove Namu and these young people, and the situation became chaotic.

Some of the Tibetans lying prone in front of Tashilhunpo Monastery were too cold to move.

The temple has white walls, a golden roof and white snow, a white sè, and the cold is pressing.

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Tick.

This is the sound of the long hand of the clock beating a grid, the words spit out of the lips of a charming woman in a song, more like the sound of a faucet that is not turned off tightly, dripping into the stone.

In the quiet Tashilhunpo Monastery, which was frozen by the wind and snow, everyone heard this reply.

And then there'...... Tick!

Tick!

Tick!

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"The snow has melted...... Namu said stupidly, looking at the ice ridges dripping from the white walls of the temple.

The wind and snow stopped in an instant.

The dark clouds in the sky overhead are slowly dissipating.

A few traces of blue sky reveal a beautiful figure.

The sun that had not been seen for a long time warmly shone on the bodies of the black and oppressive Tibetan people on the ground.

The Tibetans stood up one after another with incredible expressions on their faces.

The temperature of the air gradually increases.

Teacher Cui gently touched his snow-soaked leather jacket and said stupidly, "What's going on?"

It was a bitterly cold winter, but now it is as warm as chūn.

The Tibetans, believing that their piety had impressed the "Buddhist master" in Tashilhunpo Monastery, shouted with joy, some prostrated to the temple, some began to dance, and the frail old men sat in the snow and laughed.

The lamas in those crowds naturally knew that this was not the reason, and they all showed a look of horror on their faces.

The lama beside Namu felt several unfathomable realm breaths, his heart trembled, and he quietly sneaked into the crowd.

At the stone steps in front of the temple, the lama who was spitting blood and constantly cursing at Sekarma Rinpoche froze in place and muttered, "Reversing the four seasons, which living Buddha's magical power is this?"

Sekarma Rinpoche smiled, bared half of his tongue, looked at the four tourists across the street, three big and one small, and saluted respectfully.

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"If you don't want to flood Houzang, I advise you to stop it. ”

Ye Xiangseng whispered beside Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing exhaled, slowly stabilized the red jade plate in his abdomen, and let go of Lei Lei's hand.

"I could burn this city down with a fire, but I didn't have the confidence to melt the snow without hurting anyone, and I could do it without being condemned. Yi Tianxing then let go of the hand that was holding Xiao Yi Zhu, "It's up to you to come up with a way to let Lei Lei help me control it." ”

As soon as he let go of Yi Zhu's hand, the temperature around the temple stabilized.

"Didn't you say that the journey would not be nosy?" Ye Xiangseng looked at Yi Tianxing and smiled.

Yi Tianxing hugged Lei Lei and said with a smile: "Who taught my daughter-in-law to be a compassionate guy." ”

Lei Lei gave him a disgusted look.

Ye Xiangseng smiled again: "I taught you a family of three to do good deeds, why don't you thank me, when I don't exist?"

If he hadn't given Yi Tianxing the magic power before, this snow would naturally not have been able to stop so smoothly. If Yi Tianxing is allowed to take action on his own, the heavenly fire will burn wildly, but I am afraid that the snow region will suddenly turn into a flood.

"Don't be greedy, this is a thought. Yi Tianxing smiled, "Don't forget, it was you who asked our tour group to come to Rì Kaze." ”

Ye Xiangseng shook his head: "Obviously, you and that Rinpoche made an appointment in the provincial capital. ”

After going to the plateau, the air is thin and the weather is cold. Although the three people around Zou Leilei are all powerful guys, walking with these two fathers and sons who are covered in real fire, even if they are in Antarctica, they may not feel cold, and it is impossible to catch a cold if they sleep with Yi Zhu in their arms every night. But the journey was still tiring, and coupled with the method passed on by Ye Xiangsheng before, Yi Tianxing's violent heavenly fire emanated through Lei Lei's eyebrows, making the girl slightly tired.

Even though she was tired, she was still used to being a referee.

"Don't fight. Obviously, Tashilhunpo Monastery is a place where both of you must come and don't have to push each other. ”

Ye Xiangseng and Yi Tianxing looked at each other in embarrassment.

Yi Zhu rolled his bony eyes, moved to Lei Lei's mother's side, and hugged her round thighs: "Mom, you're tired, let's find a place to rest." ”

"I'll talk about it when the Tibetans are gone. Yi Tianxing looked at the emotionally charged Tibetans in front of the temple and frowned slightly. He turned to look at Ye Xiangseng: "Have you seen this matter clearly?"

Ye Xiangseng's handsome beauty dimmed slightly at this time: "I feel very sad, I don't know why." ”

"It seems that some people are looking for that Buddhist master, so they took advantage of the time when the Panchen Living Buddha entered Beijing to come to Tashilhunpo Monastery and force people to come out. ”

"How could a Buddhist master be at Tashilhunpo Monastery. ”

"Not bad. Yi Tianxing glanced at him quietly, "Master Tsongkhapa is the incarnation of Shu Bodhisattva, who taught ** and Panchen Living Buddha back then. Now Lama Tsongkhapa has been with me for two years, and of course he can't be in Tashilhunpo Monastery. ”

"There is no Buddha in the south. Ye Xiangsheng bowed slightly, and bowed, as if he couldn't stand this title.

Xiao Yi Zhu said softly: "Since these people are looking for Uncle Shi, but Uncle Shi is not in the temple, who are they looking for?"

"Who is in Tashilhunpo Monastery?"

Yi Tianxing looked at the majestic temple's brown buildings shining with golden light, staring at the golden domes on the buildings, these are the spiritual pagodas after the death of the Panchen Lama in previous generations, and he doesn't know how many secrets there are inside.

Ye Xiangseng gently bowed in the direction of the temple, and silently recited in his heart: "It's really hard for you." ”