Jonbagra sat for a while, gradually regained his strength, and then stretched out his hand and motioned for Yangla to help him to his feet.

Yang La said nervously: "Qiang Bagra, you are not well, it is better to sit down and rest for a while." ”

Qiang Bagra laughed, and the deep wrinkles on his face were like a blooming chrysanthemum: "I'm so good, I haven't felt so comfortable in my body for more than twenty years." ”

As he spoke, he had to stand up by himself, but Yang La on the side was nervous, so he helped him stand up.

As soon as he was on his feet, Jampagra asked Janla, "What happened? I just remember that I was on a pilgrimage and suddenly fainted, and then I saw the Living Buddha standing behind me and giving me the initiation. ”

Yang La stared at a pair of big eyes, she pointed to the two foreigners and the Chinese female guide, and said, "Qiang Bagra, they pressed your pulse and tested your snort, saying that you have gone to the Western Elysium. ”

Qiang Bagra politely clasped his hands together and bowed to the two foreigners and the Chinese female guide: "Tashi Delek, thank you for your help." ”

After listening to the Chinese female guide's translation, the two foreigners hurriedly folded their hands together and bent down to return the salute.

After Jampbagra straightened up, he asked, "Did anything else happen after that?"

Yang La hesitated for a moment and said, "There was a dirty Han man who squeezed in and touched the top of your head with his hand, and then he left." ”

Jon Bagra's eyes lit up and asked, "And then?"

Yang La said with a puzzled face: "Then you will wake up!"

Jon Bagra became excited and asked loudly, "Where is this person now!"

Youngra pointed halfway up the mountain: "Where did he go?" ”

Jampbagra stomped his feet and said, "O Yangla, how do I teach you on weekdays? Why don't you leave him behind? This is my savior! He is the living Buddha I saw!"

Before he could speak, he saw the eyes of the Tibetans around him widen and said, "Qiang Bagra, you are not confused, are you?

Jampagra said loudly: "I'm going to Elysium, he made a Daigo empowerment for me with his hand on the top of my head, and I came back to life, such means and ability, what is this not a living Buddha?"

Qiang Bagra said something that made everyone look at each other, looked at each other, and their hearts began to waver, and some of them whispered: "Yes, this person touched the top of Qiang Bagra's head with his hand, and Qiang Bagra came back to life.

"How can a living Buddha be a Han Chinese?"

"Oh, no matter what, I see, Qiang Bagra's life was saved by this Han man. ”

"Yes, yes, I think this person is the living Buddha among the Han people!"

Some of the elderly Tibetans looked at Qiang Bagra and said, "Qiang Bagra, you are the leader of our pilgrimage, what should you say?"

Qiang Bagra showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and he thought to himself: It stands to reason that he should immediately catch up and express his gratitude to his benefactor, but the pilgrim must take three steps and bow down during the pilgrimage, if he does not do this, it is a great disrespect to the Buddha, and he will not be able to transcend the world of bliss when he dies in the future. But if you take three steps and bow down, how can you catch up with this benefactor?

Qiang Bagra looked embarrassed, but Yang La said very considerately: "Qiang Bagra, I see that he is also going to Luotuo Temple, he will definitely rest there for a while, maybe when we arrive, he will still be there!"

Jonbagra sighed: "That's it." As he spoke, he turned his face again and kept teaching Yang La: "Why didn't you stop him in the first place? Did you have a preconceived idea when you saw that he was a Han and had other ideas in your heart?"

Yangla glanced at Qiang Bagra timidly, and shook his head weakly: "No, it's that he's too dirty......"

Qiang Bagra couldn't help but say angrily: "I'm still dirty on my body! I bowed and worshiped all the way, where is it not dirty on my body? Where is your body not dirty? Damn, the Buddha said that all beings are equal, there is no distinction between high and low, and there is no distinction between beauty and ugliness, and you don't distinguish people by beauty, ugliness, and purity. Don't you know that the Buddha used to beg along the streets and be unkempt?"

A young and beautiful girl was reprimanded by Qiang Bagra in front of everyone, and suddenly both eyes were red, tears couldn't stop rolling in her eyes, she didn't dare to refute, just took Qiang Bagra's hand and said softly: "Qiang Bagra, don't be angry, if you run into him in a while, I will apologize to him, you are in good health, don't be angry, we can't do without you." ”

Qiangbagra said angrily: "What if you can't touch it? I tell you, if you can't touch it, you have committed a sinful obstacle, and you will have retribution in the future!"

Yang La couldn't hold back any longer, and tears rolled down her round cheeks, but she had a strong temperament, turned around and secretly wiped her tears, and didn't want people to see it.

The Tibetans on the side persuaded one after another: "Qiang Bagra, don't talk about Yangla anymore, you almost went to Elysium before, and Yangla doesn't know how sad you cried! Maybe you ran into this Han man in front of you?"

Jonbagra snorted and said, "What if you can't touch it?"

Everyone looked at each other for a while and remained silent.

Qiang Bagra stopped talking, he faced the direction of Duo Nian Mountain, put his hands together, then raised his hands above his head, his body knelt on the ground, then his head knocked on the ground, his mouth touched the ground, and then his whole body prostrated up, his heart touched the ground, his whole body touched the ground, and he completed a five-body bow to the ground.

When these Tibetans saw him start the pilgrimage, they also followed him one after another, kneeling down in three steps towards the Ratuo Monastery halfway up the mountain.

After listening to the interpretation of the Chinese female guide, the two foreigners who climbed the mountain witnessed this scene, and they couldn't help but praise one after another: "What a magical country! Magical pilgrims, magical living Buddhas!"

The female tour guide said with a skeptical face: "That sloppy man is a living Buddha, and I don't believe it if I am killed!"

One of the foreigners said: "It doesn't matter if it's a living Buddha or not, the important thing is that he pressed his hand on the top of the old man's head who was already dead, and the old man came back to life, which is really amazing." Are you Chinese people so magical? I've heard that you Chinese people know kung fu, and it seems that it must be true!"

The female guide pursed the corners of her mouth and muttered in Chinese: "Who knows if he is a blind cat and meets a dead rat." ”

Seeing that she spoke Chinese, the foreigner couldn't understand it, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then said to his companion: "Hey, Jason, is your camera used for decorations? Why didn't you shoot it just now!"

Jason said, "Tony, I didn't expect it! Don't worry, I'll take it out and never turn it off all the way!"

Jason laughed, "Then let's catch up all the way, I feel like something is going to happen to these people." ”

Tan Hao knew that a group of people behind him were chasing him, but the speed was different, he crawled along the mountain road of Duonian Mountain along the way, although he didn't run, but even walking gave people the feeling of wind under his feet, and the scenery on the side of the road kept retreating.

When he climbed halfway up the mountain, Tan Hao looked up, but saw a golden temple standing in front of him, under the golden sun, the red palace was as dense as a forest, with mountains and mountains, in this forest, known as the "Snow Mountain Ornament", the Zhimei Xixiong Ling Pagoda was clustered in the halls, and countless small white towers around it continued to the hillside, as if guiding the pilgrims to the upward path.

Before he entered this temple, Tan Hao felt a rushing majesty and pressure, a powerful force formed by the firm faith and intentions of countless pilgrims for thousands of years, it was like countless gods, tightly surrounding this temple, arching and guarding this snow-capped mountain.

"What a powerful power!" Tan Hao's heart was secretly awe-inspiring, he was stimulated by this power, and suddenly the true yuan in his body surging together, just like two fierce beasts in the mountains and forests suddenly met together, and each erected their manes!

As soon as the True Yuan in Tan Hao's body gathered, he immediately felt that the power that was swirling around the temple suddenly formed a Vajra Arhat holding a vajra and a red sun vajra wheel behind him, with a hideous expression and a fierce look rushing towards him!

Tan Hao was startled and was about to resist, but suddenly he heard an old voice in his head: "Don't be hostile, the stronger you are, the weaker you are!"

This sudden voice made Tan Hao stunned in his heart, and subconsciously collected his breath.

The breath in Tan Hao's body came and went quickly, and the Vajra Arhat who pounced on him was also distorted in an instant, and it had disappeared when he pounced on him.

Tan Hao was taken aback by this sudden attack, and when he came back to his senses, he turned his head and looked around, wanting to see who was giving him a warning, but he looked left and right, and saw an endless stream of tourists and pilgrims, and he didn't find the Vajra Arhat that Tan Hao had seen before, and Tan Hao didn't see any suspicious people.

Tan Hao was puzzled, and after thinking about it, he felt that this person should have no malicious intent, so he put this matter aside and walked into the temple by himself.

When Tan Hao was no longer vigilant and vigilant, he could not feel the strong hostility of the hidden forces in this temple.

After walking into the temple, Tan Hao looked left and right, and found that there were not only small merchants and vendors selling incense, but also merchants selling food and drinks, and there were tap taps in some places.

Tan Hao made up his mind, so he found a step and sat down.

In the back pilgrimage of Qiangbagra and Yang La and other people along the way three steps and one bow, the speed is surprisingly slow, until it is almost dark, only slowly walk to the Luo Tuo Temple, although it is night, but the temple is still full of incense, white smoke curling.

Qiang Pagra and the lama in the temple presided over the world to make friends, after the two warm greetings, Qiang Bagra and the people came to the temple to rest, the group after a day of worship, has long been exhausted, some even found a place, fell asleep.

Jampbagra was the only one sitting on the steps outside the temple, looking at the glittering golden plaque of the temple with restless eyes.

Yang La also obediently sat on the steps with Jon Bagra because of the day's events, holding her knees with her hands, and looking at the white moon in the sky with a pair of black eyes.

"O Yangla, are you still blaming me for teaching you a lesson in front of everyone today?" said Jonbagra suddenly.

Yang La shook his head, the pigtails on his head swayed, and the ornaments hanging on the braids also swayed: "No, Qiang Bagra, you're right, I shouldn't look at people like this, my cultivation is not enough!"

Qiang Bagra looked at Yang La lovingly, and was about to speak, when suddenly a figure flashed from a corner not far away, Yang La also saw this scene, and suddenly her whole body was excited, she stood up and shook Qiang Bagra's arm excitedly: "Strong Bagra, it's him, it's him!"

Qiang Bagra was stunned: "What is him?"

Yang La said excitedly: "It's the Han man who saved you!"