Seeing Lama Mushen turning around and leaving, I cursed the Three-Character Hokkien Sutra in my heart.
There are so many hypocrites in this world.
They may appear to be kind and harmless to humans and animals, but in reality they are insidious and cunning people.
If they had not encountered the reincarnation of a real soul boy, I am afraid that what he said at this moment would be my fault.
Not sure I believe it.
After a busy day, I looked for water to wash my face and went to sleep.
There is no bathroom in my room, and I don’t know if other places have it, but if it were a hotel, it would be me.
I heard that there seems to be a lack of water here.
Some people only take three baths in their lives, one after birth, one after marriage and one after death.
I don't know if this is a rumor, but the Holiday Inn has everything.
At least during the days I came, I had to wash it every day, and it didn't look like there was a shortage of water.
Then I lay down and fell asleep, but I didn't dare to sleep to death and woke up several times.
Someone knocked on the door early in the morning.
I sensed it and it turned out to be the old Lama Mushen.
After opening the door, Mu Shen walked in with a very unhappy expression on his face, but he still said calmly: "The lama who went to Tashilhunpo Monastery is back.
The first-level living Buddha means that he has reached this stage, and He also came to see you in person before We talked about it, and the process of drawing lots from the Golden Urn was also reported to the Tibetan officials of the Tibetan Buddhist Management Committee.
If it was cancelled, it would have a bad impact and would make people think that our Tibetan Buddhism is not rigorous and reliable in our affairs, so we decided to continue with the Golden Urn.
Draw lots."
I was happy in my heart.
As expected, it was as I thought.
The first-level living Buddha would definitely not be cancelled.
No wonder the Mushen Lama’s face was so smelly.
But I pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah, what if I choose the lottery?"
"It's over" "This" he was startled at first, then became a little angry, and said firmly: "That is absolutely impossible.
How could the Buddha's judgment be wrong?"
Although his attitude was very firm, I felt that he had no confidence in what he said, and I felt funny in my heart.
I deliberately said: "Haha, as you know about this matter, it is entirely done manually.
Officials stationed in Tibet draw the lots.
The probability is one in two.
It is difficult to say this kind of thing.
Although I also believe in Buddha, and I also have a predestined relationship with your Buddha.
Isn’t that what you said?”
"Even if you are lucky enough to get the visa, I will raise objections to the first-level living Buddha and the officials stationed in Tibet, requesting them to determine that the result of the visa is illegal and cancel your qualification as a living Buddha."
He gritted his teeth and said with a fierce look.
"You can still cancel this.
It makes you look like a living Buddha."
I looked at him with disgust.
"Stop talking nonsense and stop having delusions.
Get ready now.
I will take you to Ramoche Temple to chant sutras behind closed doors.
It's just a show.
I will never let you become a living Buddha."
He said unceremoniously. explain.
Then he put the lama uniform in his hand on the table and said angrily: "Change, and then follow me to Ramoche Temple."
"Please let me change.
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I don't want to serve you anymore.
I'll leave immediately."
I pretended to be angry and opened the door to leave.
"Where are you going?"
As he spoke, Lama Mushen suddenly reached out and grabbed my shoulder.
How could I be something he could catch?
I shrugged a little, raised my left hand, and gently clasped his wrist.
I found that his wrist was majestic, and he seemed to be a person with deep internal strength.
It's just that he can bully others, but he can't bully me.
I gritted my teeth and pinched his wrist.
I looked into his eyes with a sneer, and then slowly tightened my strength with the five fingers of my left hand.
The Yin Qi in my body burst out, and the five fingers were like five steel drills, tightly grasping his pulse.
He was startled, his face changed drastically, he was no longer calm, his face and neck turned red due to the force of the resistance, and then there was a click, and his wrist was dislocated.
Ah, he howled miserably.
I let go, and he covered his right wrist with his left hand, hissing and sucking in air.
I made a gesture to step out the door, and he suddenly said: "Don't go, please don't go."
I walked away and finally sounded respectful.
I sneered and said, "It would be nice to be polite, not to mention using violence would hurt the harmony."
In fact, I don't want to leave at all.
What I want is this effect.
Even though it means breaking up, even if I know that your fake smile and politeness are fake, you still have to pretend to me, not in a commanding tone.
I said, "Okay, anyway, I want to see what it's like to draw lots from the golden urn.
I promise you, even if the lot is chosen, I won't be this living Buddha.
I have a wife, you know it." " "It's true, you promise."
Mu Shen was overjoyed and looked at me in surprise.
"Really, I promise, I just went to see and experience it."
I smiled and said, anyway, I don't think I should be a good person, I am just a spectator.
"Okay, okay."
He said okay again and again.
"I won't wear this lama's robe, and I haven't had breakfast yet.
I'll go after eating."
"Okay, okay."
The bastard finally smiled.
He took me to the canteen of the Potala Palace and had a hearty meal.
Then he took me to Ramoche Temple.
There were also few people there, and there were only lamas on the road.
The eight-year-old life-size statue of Sakyamuni Buddha is enshrined in Ramoche Temple.
It is said that this eight-year-old life-size statue was brought from Nepal by a Nepalese princess when she married Zampo Songtsen Gampo.
It was first enshrined in Jokhang Temple, and then moved to Ramoche Temple.
It is said that when the Tang Dynasty married Princess Cheng to Songtsen Gampo, Princess Cheng carried a life-size statue of twelve years old.
Then the historian of the Tang Dynasty wrote that the eight-year-old life-size statue was moved to Ramoche Temple and Jokhang Temple placed it.
A twelve-year-old life-size statue to show respect for the Tang Dynasty.
At this moment, I was sitting alone in front of the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni in Ramoche Temple, and the door was closed.
Mu Shen gave me a sutra book, and then asked me to meditate in front of the Buddha statue.
Then he told me that it was okay to show off, or to sleep, but I must not let the lamas of Ramoche Temple see it, as it would have a bad influence.
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I'm damn drunk.
If I want to sleep, I won't sleep at the Holiday Inn.
I'll come here to sleep.
What made me depressed was that the masked man told me that there was an entrance under the statue of Sakyamuni in the Potala Palace, and that I meditated in the Potala Palace.
But who would have thought that it would be in Ramoche Temple?
What a joke.
Although there is also a statue of Sakyamuni Buddha here, is there an entrance underneath?
I walked up to the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, and then gently pushed the statue.
It didn't move.
I pushed harder, but it still didn't move, as if the soles of the Buddha statue had taken root.
Then I squatted down and took a closer look, and I was suddenly happy.
It really took root.
There are screws locked under the lotus platform at the foot of the Buddha statue.
I don't know if this is used to fix the Buddha statue, or if there is really an entrance underneath.
I walked to the door and bolted it.
Although the lamas were told not to disturb me, bolting made me feel at ease.
Then I returned to the Buddha statue, took out the Junsheng Sword, and slashed at the screw.
With a click, the screw fell down.
I turned around and found that there were nine screws on the front and back of the Buddha statue.
I removed eight of them and left one to hold the Buddha statue in place in case it fell.
Then I tried to push the Buddha statue.
I stepped forward and felt a lot lighter instantly.
It felt like the Buddha statue was hollow, and the lotus platform under my feet rumbled.
As soon as the Buddha statue moved away, my eyes widened.
There was a square stone slab covering the original position of the Buddha statue.
Could this be the entrance?