I looked up at the attic, then looked away, smiled slightly at the guard and nodded, then turned and walked towards the door.
The moment I turned around, I closed my eyes and sensed it.
In the attic, I saw a first-level living Buddha and the little boy sitting opposite each other on the Zen bed.
They were talking, but they were speaking in Tibetan, which I couldn't understand at all.
The first-level living Buddha should have confirmed the little boy's reincarnated identity as a soul boy, but I couldn't see any surprise on his face.
There was just a smile of relief.
Sure enough, he had seen the big world and had accomplished big tasks.
He looked confident and calm.
Shocked look.
The guard sent me to the gate, and I got directly into the police officer's car, and then he turned and entered the temple.
"What about the little boy?"
the police officer turned to me and asked.
"I'll leave it here."
I handed over the cigarette with a slight smile and said, "Thank you."
"Why are you so polite?
I have to thank you.
You are a good person.
You have contributed all your salary to those people who kowtow."
He took out the salary card I gave him and handed it back to me. : "I withdrew 20,000, which is enough for them to pay for food and daily necessities these days.
I will return the card to you.
I have not touched the other money wherever it is."
I took it with a smile, and he was quite honest.
I said, "Actually, you can take it all out.
Not only will it help these people, it may be useful in the future."
"It's okay, it's not easy for you either."
He looked at me in the rear mirror and said, "Where are we going now?"
"Find a place to have something to eat, and then take me back to the Potala Palace."
I thought for a while and said.
"Yeah."
He smoked a cigarette and opened the window.
The cool breeze came in, which was very refreshing and the air was very good.
I feel that I should also learn to drive.
It is very inconvenient for me not to drive.
Every time, I have to ask someone to take us.
Fatty, Wang Chuan, is now a police officer.
Now I am out of town.
Fatty is not here.
Wang Chuan collapsed.
Everything depends on yourself.
I am not old enough, but some things can be handled specially.
The Yang family father and daughter and Yuelan went to the ancient city of Dukezong, but Chi Hai did not go.
I asked Chi Hai to do this.
I picked up my phone and sent a text message to Chi Hai.
The content was: Leader, I need a driver's license, a real driver's license, not the one that costs fifty yuan.
Then Chi Hai quickly replied: Plane, tank or helicopter?
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I went there and saw that this old guy was actually joking.
I was immediately happy.
I went back: from an aircraft carrier.
Then after a moment, he replied: Okay, give me an address, and I’ll send it to you once it’s done, but you have to open it more and practice your skills.
I was confused for a moment.
Where should I leave the address?
When I saw the police officer in front of me, I instantly had an idea.
I asked, "Officer, give me the address of your police station.
I'll have someone send something over.
Once you receive it, give it to me."
I."
"I'll send you a text message directly."
While speaking, he took out his mobile phone and forwarded the text message to me.
I sent it to Chi Hai, and I felt quite emotional.
It was so easy to meet someone.
Thinking that I was about to become a certified person, I felt a little excited.
Then I asked the police officer some questions about driving on the road.
He happily taught me and said that I could try his car when I had time.
The car I was driving was a police car and was not allowed.
After eating at Bajiao Street, I went to the Potala Palace.
I called Lama Mushen and he met me at the door.
But when he saw me, his expression looked very unnatural.
I thought that he was the masked man's bastard.
I had already broken up with the masked man.
He must have been notified by the masked man.
"Follow me."
He said calmly, his attitude completely different from before.
It’s just that he didn’t know that I had guessed his relationship with the masked man, so he didn’t break this window.
What’s more, he introduced me to Songzanlin Temple, and helped me cheat, and passed two levels in a row.
They even invited a first-level Living Buddha to help me pass the third level.
The entire Songzanlin Monastery worked hard to come to the Potala Palace.
The whole process had reached the most critical moment.
At this time, it was already imminent and had to be launched, so he did not dare to break up with me.
Because he recommended me to meet the first-level living Buddha, everyone knew that I was the reincarnation of the soul boy, and I was the one who was going to draw lots from the golden urn.
He couldn't even find someone to take his place.
He took me to my room, closed the door, looked at me for a while, and then said, "I'm sorry."
"What do you mean?"
I was secretly surprised.
Are you trying to show me your cards?
"We have done some divination and calculation these days, and based on your performance from the time we met you until now, we may have made a mistake.
You should not be the reincarnation of the living Buddha of our Songzanlin Temple."
He finally showed his cards, but Changed to a very euphemistic term.
"Scoff."
I sneered and said, "I told you no at first, but you insisted on saying I was, and made me pass three levels in a row, including the first-level living Buddha level.
It was a waste of almost a month.
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Time, now we have arrived at the Potala Palace, you just told me that your calculations were wrong, what kind of international joke are you kidding?"
"I'm really sorry.
At the beginning, there was a vision from the sky.
There was a pattern of Songzanlin Temple on your back, and the sun and moon shined together, seven colors of the rainbow.
Then you accurately picked out the relics left by the Living Buddha during his lifetime.
This made me sad.
We believe it very much.”
He let out a long sigh and said: "But then we calculated that you are from the south and can't even speak the most basic Tibetan.
And you are already married.
If the lot is drawn from the golden urn, you will draw the lot."
Well, will you divorce your wife?"
This bastard, it's so funny.
I've said it before, I have Yue Lan, and he tried every possible means to explain that he wanted me to come and draw lots from the golden urn.
But now that he's broken up, it doesn't make any sense.
It's just a fool's errand.
"Of course not, but if the lot really comes out, it will be the judgment of the Buddha.
I will take my wife to be a living Buddha happily and practice together.
Isn't that okay?"
I deliberately disgusted him.
"No, no, no, it won't work."
He waved his hands and shook his head.
"Then what do you want?"
I looked at him unhappily.
This golden urn draw cannot be canceled no matter what.
The little boy's decision to take the throne depends entirely on this time.
"I have sent people to the first-level living Buddha to request the cancellation of this lottery.
I believe there will be news soon.
I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused to you.
We can compensate you for some losses."
He couldn't help but say He said: "Tonight, you can stay here.
Tomorrow, the first-level living Buddha will notify us that the lottery will be cancelled.
We will all go back, so you can go back too."
I felt happy when I heard that the drawing of lots required the approval of a first-level living Buddha.
Fortunately, I sent the reincarnated soul boy to the first-level living Buddha tonight, otherwise I would have been canceled by him
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