At night, the mountain breeze blows, and the leaves in front of the ancient temple rustle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA Milky Way as bright as a jade ribbon is high in the starry sky, like a miracle. At the top of the tree, the young lama lay horizontally among several sturdy branches, looking at the starry sky and slightly stunned. The universe is vast, the Dharma is boundless, when will it be the end of cultivation? He sighed slightly, and took out a wooden hairpin from his arms, not the kind of precious rosewood ancient wood, but some kind of ordinary wood, the wooden hairpin seems to have been used for a long time, some old, if you look carefully, there are two words written on it with a small seal: Xiaoman. This is in the courtyard of the capital before parting, he grinded hard bubbles to come from Xiaoman, with the reason or go back to recite the scriptures for her every day to make merits, so that the Buddha can bless Zhang Xiaoman to inherit the unification of the heavenly master as soon as possible, Xiaodaogu will be suspicious anyway, and finally can't resist the little lama's chanting nagging, and rewarded this wooden hairpin that is usually used to fix the hair at will.

Zhang Xiaoman's long black hair is very soft, fixed into a bun and inserted into a wooden hairpin, although it does not match the Dao bone fairy wind of the Heavenly Immortals, but it must be regarded as elf cute. Originally, Xiao Daogu loved to tie her hair in a bun, but when she saw that the Cai family Dabo who had taken a bath one night only inserted a hairpin smoothly, and her appearance was indescribably fresh and moving, Xiao Daogu fell in love, and since then she has never been crazy with her hair again. But Shili still likes the little Dao Gu who tilts her head and asks everything clearly, but people have to grow up, and they will grow up, and so will Xiaoman.

The roar of a wild beast came from the deep mountains in the distance, interrupting the image of a certain little Dao Gu that he had finally constructed in his mind when she grew up, and he sighed slightly: What do you think? It's better not to see each other, so that you don't fall in love. It's better not to know each other, so that you don't fall in love. He said quietly, chanting the poem on the snowy field: Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy region. Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world. I am afraid that I will hurt my family, and I am afraid that I will fall into the city by mistake. The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise.

The young man in a single coat climbed to the top of the tree in three or two clicks, pouted and said: "It's really not good, don't be the Kagyu sect of that Laoshizi, a second-class living Buddha, in the Qing Dynasty, it was just a third-class living Buddha, it is better to follow me in this earthly world to eat and drink spicy food!" If you want to eat a white-flour steamed bun, it is estimated that you have to run a long way to the mountains, let alone see a woman, I estimate that the lama in the sect is a room, and when you reach puberty in a few years, you may see a sow and think it is a beauty with double eyelids. ”

The little lama smacked his lips and looked at the stars in the sky very aggrievedly: "The mobile phone can always be used, right? ”

The guy seemed to be afraid that the temptation he had just made was not enough, and he threatened and threatened: "Have you ever seen anyone using a mobile phone in the snowy mountains? There is no signal for wool, I asked your sister-in-law, she uses a satellite phone every time she enters Tibet, and the mobile phone signal is not reliable in Tibet." ”

The little lama said sadly, "That's really not going to work, I'm ...... I write to you. ”

Do you know how long it takes for a letter to come out of the snowy mountains to the post office? You haven't seen it before when the Kunlun Mountains were covered with heavy snow, and you can't get in or out, so who will send you a letter?"

The little lama's eyes were slightly red: "That...... That...... Then I will recite the scriptures to you. ”

The guy waved his hand unscrupulously and said: "We are not superhuman, we can't feel your radio scriptures......" Seeing that the little lama was really a little sad, tears were rolling in his eyes, this Diao Min sighed and raised his hand in surrender, and said softly, "Seriously, you just want to go back with those lamas?" There was a wolf howl in the distance, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little depressing.

The little lama raised his head, with tears in his eyes, looked at Li Yundao very seriously, and said, "A person can be both thoughtful and loyal to his own choice, or he can be loyal to his heart without thinking. ”

Li Yundao casually rewarded the little guy with a violent shudder: "Damn, Cangyang Gyatso's poems seem to have been taught to you by me, right?"

The little lama covered his head and burst into tears.

Li Yundao finally became sad, and compared a length and said: "When the master brought you back, it was only so big, and when the person came back, the master left it alone, how can we big men have any experience with children? At first, we were worried about what to feed you, and then the widow Wang at the entrance of the village saw that I was holding you and worried, so I took you and went to the mother-in-law who had just given birth to the sixth child at Uncle Amur's house next door, and it is said that the mother-in-law's milk # water is so much that the three babies can't eat it. But that woman has lice on her body, and we are afraid that she will infect you, so the next day we let the bow horn go into the mountains and catch the she-wolf who had just given birth to a cub and come back, otherwise, then you were lost in the mountains, why didn't the wolf king eat you? You were still wetting the bed at that time, and I took you to sleep with Gongjiao and Huiyou for a day, there were no diapers, we all cut our own clothes and boiled them in boiling water to make diapers for you, do you think your Gongjiao brother really likes to be bare-chested in winter? Then he is really poor and reluctant to buy it! Later, you began to learn to walk, learn to speak, and you walked more and more like a master, and even spoke more and more nervously, we knew that it was over, you kid was probably going to be pitted by the old guy. Sure enough, alas, I knew I wouldn't take you back to Kunlun Mountain this time...... "Li Yundao also knew that he was just deceiving himself by saying that he didn't bring ten forces back, even if he didn't go back to Kunlun, those dead-eyed lamas would definitely dare to rush all the way to the courtyard of the capital to welcome their new pope, for those lamas who were sleeping in the open at the foot of the mountain, there should be nothing more needed in this world than welcoming back the pope.

Li Yundao said, he couldn't help but have his eyes slightly red, and when he saw Shili shedding tears and didn't speak, he was ruthless, and helped Shili wipe away his tears: "Let's go, this fucking death is fate!"

Destiny is a thing that God sometimes has already written, even if you are in a desperate situation, you may really be able to meet the opportunity of another tree. For the white brown bear, who was almost slaughtered and eaten by someone, being carried down the mountain with his limbs tied and then sent up the mountain the next day by those two strange humans, it was definitely a desperate life. The white brown bear is also quite spiritual, and instead of attacking the Bow Horn and Emblem, the white brown bear did not attack the Bow Horn and Emblem, but prostrated on the ground for a long time, until the Bow Horn and the Emblem turned and descended the mountain, and it roared softly and returned to its territory.

The next three days passed so quickly that Li Yundao felt that before he could get ready, the old lamas prostrate on the flat ground at the entrance of the village, repeatedly and reverently performing the five-body bow to the ground. The leader was the old lama who had spoken to Li Yundao, he should be the oldest and highest-ranking of all the lamas, and every time he prostrated on the ground, he would shout in Tibetan, and hundreds of lamas behind him also shouted in unison. The sound was not loud, but it was like a solemn heavenly sound, and it was sent into the ancient lama temple on the mountain with the mountain wind.

Li Yundao knew that the time had come. Each of the three brothers carried three large burdens prepared for the little lama, including dried meat, mountain fruits, and naan. When he walked out of the temple gate, he saw Shi Li taking Wang Fengju to watch the ants crawl under the big locust tree. Wang Fengju, who still couldn't walk, learned to crawl, and at the door of the spacious ancient temple, he let go of the girl, but in the end he still climbed to Shili Gyatso, who was squatting under the big locust tree, and hugged Shili's calf closely, babbling and not knowing what he was saying. Shili pointed to the ants that were moving, and stroked Fengju's head with a smile: "The Buddha has ten powers, one is the intelligence of knowing what is not everywhere, the second is the intelligence of karma in the third life, the third is the samadhi of liberation from all Zens, the fourth is the intelligence of the upper and lower roots of all beings, the fifth is the understanding of all kinds of wisdom, the sixth is the wisdom of all worlds, the seventh is the wisdom of all the supreme paths, the eighth is the wisdom of the heavenly eye, the ninth is the wisdom of fate without leakage, and the tenth is the wisdom of eternal habits." Give you ten powers today, and wait for you to shake the tree in the future. ”

Feng Ju and Shili were very close, and when they saw Shili getting up to leave, they were anxious to cry, but they were hugged into Cai Taoyao's arms. Shili bowed to Cai Taoyao: "Sister-in-law, remember to eat more red dates." How smart is the great bodhisattva of the Cai family, and asked with a smile: "The next one is a daughter?"

Shili's eyes narrowed into a small slit with a smile: "The Buddha said that you can't say it, you can't say it!"

The little lama who was pretending to be a profound lama was rewarded by Li Da Diaomin, who came up, and Li Yundao scolded with a smile: "I don't care if you are a living Buddha of the Pope, anyway, you are my younger brother, and I have made up my mind in this life." As he spoke, he shook the handbag in his hand again, "This is a satellite phone, you don't have to worry about the cost, your crazy sister-in-law arranged for you to deal with it." Miss us, just give us a call. The charging facilities are all inside, by the way, there is also a military notebook inside, don't know how to chant the scriptures all day long, it's not a bad thing to see the outside world more. ”

Shili was overjoyed, took the camouflage hand and asked excitedly, "I can call your mobile phone directly?"

"Yes!"

"Can you also find Brother Gongjiao and Brother Huiyou?"

"Yes!"

Shili hugged the suitcase in his arms as if he had hugged the true scripture: "That's good, that's good." ”

The voice of the lama under the mountain is getting louder and louder, and Burhan has already come up twice, but he also knows what the little master means to the three Li Yundao brothers, and he does not dare to urge, but asks the villagers to make several large boxes of naan cakes and distribute them to the lamas outside the village.

"Fuck off. Li Yundao kicked lightly on the little lama's buttocks, and turned around to look at Shili Gyatso who was slowly descending the mountain.

The little lama smiled tearfully and said, "Brother Yun Dao, I'm leaving." Brother Gongjiao, Brother Huiyou, sisters-in-law, I'm leaving. Little phoenix, goodbye!"

The little lama slowly descended the mountain, turned back in three steps, and the only man who was unwilling to send him down the mountain was lonely, and he looked a little rickety and vicissitudes under the morning sun.

I don't know how long it took, the chanting voice of the lama at the foot of the mountain gradually weakened, and the young man who was so stubborn that he refused to go down the mountain to give it away gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

A soft sigh came from behind her, and the woman who smiled softly said, "Go if you want, why bear it?"

The young man took a deep breath and began to run wildly down the mountain, and the woman behind him shouted repeatedly: "You slow down, pay attention to safety." ”

Sitting in a canopy sedan chair embroidered with intricate scriptures, the child who was regarded by the lama as a supreme master cried like a tearful person: "Brother Yundao, Brother Gongjiao, Brother Huiyou......"

On the mountain road, the stubborn young man jumped over countless mountain steps, fell when he ran across the village road, got up and ran again, crossed the village entrance, fell again, got up and ran again.

Finally, at the bend of the mountain road, he saw the monks who had reached the winding mountain road.

The mountain wind blew, blowing up the sedan curtains all over the scriptures, and the children in the sedan chair caught a glimpse of the figure on the mountain road in the distance, and they were as lonely and strong as when they carried themselves down the mountain resolutely.