Chapter 171 Mozhigen Living Buddha

Yun Zhao's ideal is very ambitious.

Because this is not his ideal alone, but the common desire of many people.

And these people are doing their best to realize their ideals.

Sun Guoxin sat next to the Mani pile, under the blue sky, the colorful prayer flags were blown by the wind.

Writing scriptures on stone with tsamba will leave a line of white scriptures, but such scriptures can not withstand the wind and sun, a rain, a wind, and blow the scriptures away.

Sun Guoxin doesn't care, the scriptures he wrote on the stone are his heart, the rain can wash away the traces left by the tsamba, but the scriptures will enter the earth with the rain, and will make the grass roots buried deep in the soil germinate more vigorously in the coming year.

The wind can take away the tsamba, but the scriptures will mix with the wind and go with the wind to more distant places and bring blessings to those who are far away.

Therefore, Sun Guoxin did not write scriptures, but his heart......

Under the blue sky and white clouds, a lama wearing a saffron monk's robe, colorful prayer flags, blooming Gesang flowers, green meadows, and goshawks flying high in the sky, white sheep and brown cattle on the meadow...... So beautiful.

A clear spring, bubbling out of the grass, the water is clear, like rolling jade pulp, a pair of dark and clean hands, intercepted a piece of jade pulp from the clear spring, hurriedly ran to Sun Guoxin, poured this handful of water into his bowl.

Then, this unkempt old shepherd was in front of Sun Guoxin, who was worshipping with five bodies.

Sun Guoxin reached out and stroked the top of his head and said, "You are a blessed one." ”

The old shepherd couldn't cry, kissed Sun Guoxin's toes, and left Mani Hei step by step.

At this time, the young lama still stared at the old shepherd for a long time, his eyes warm and compassionate.

"I will relieve you of your sorrows, I will chant here for forty-nine days, I will let the princes here relieve your suffering, and I will make the wolves here merciful.

My Buddha is compassionate......"

There is only one red-clothed lama under the firmament!

He made a vow to spend forty-nine days alone in the wilderness, and to chant for forty-nine days for the people of the land, if he could fulfill this great wish.

The prince of the steppe is willing to forgive the sinful shepherds......

Sun Guoxin, who was sitting on the edge of the Mani pile, watched the sunset and watched the bright moon rise, and slowly closed his eyes.

Four dark yellow points of light slowly approached Sun Guoxin.

Sun Guoxin opened his eyes with a smile, and a pale yellow wolf jumped into his arms at once, and there was also a tall she-wolf, lying quietly beside him.

Sun Guoxin took out a bag from under the she-wolf's belly, and when he opened it, the smell of milk came to his nose.

The little wolf immediately jumped out of his arms, tilted his head and waited for Sun Guoxin to feed it.

The bag was full of milk balls, and Sun Guoxin, who hadn't eaten for a day, threw two into his mouth, and when he saw the little wolf's eyes, he fed one to its mouth.

"Forty-nine days without eating, sucking wind and drinking dew, this is naturally not possible."

After eating a stomach full of dried milk, Sun Guoxin no longer looked sluggish, and under the care of the two wolves, he wrapped his robe tightly and fell asleep.

At dawn, the sun rose from the horizon again, Sun Guoxin smiled slightly, sat cross-legged facing the morning sun and started the morning class again.

As for the two wolves, they have long since disappeared.

At the end of the morning class, Sun Guoxin came to the edge of the spring and began to wash carefully.

He washed very slowly and carefully, and even though he had been sleeping in the open for forty-nine days, he was still in a good manner.

He was going to see someone today, so he scraped his head again with a razor, and it was not until the light was shining that he stopped with satisfaction, leaned over to look at the reflection in the water, and smiled slightly.

He rearranged his robe, stood in the spring and looked down at the small transparent fish playing in the water.

The process of monasticism was extremely boring, so he developed a way to observe small things to relieve loneliness.

Three horse's heads appeared on the steppe, and three princes wearing golden crowns galloped from the direction of the sun.

Sun Guoxin still looked down at the small fish in the water.

"Master, why bother to damage your practice for some sinners?"

One of the elderly Mongol princes sighed and said, "Sooner or later, we will all die, and the Han people will not allow us to join Jianzhou, and Jianzhou will not allow us to join the Han people."

No matter who we turn to, the end result is death.

Those sinners think that they can survive by taking refuge in one side, but they don't know that no matter who they turn to, we must rush to the front.

In the near future, the Living Buddha will see the Mongols appear in the armies of the Han Chinese, the Jianzhou people, who fought to the death against their own compatriots. Giving his life in vain, but not knowing why he fought.

Living Buddha, if your compassion and wisdom can resolve this contradiction, please tell me Sograqin, and we will build a golden temple to worship you forever, so that your voice can resound through the grassland, and we will obey it. ”

Sun Guoxin continued to look down at the swimming fish in the water and sighed: "You see, the fish in the water are so happy, they don't know that this spring will dry up in winter.

The farther you think, the more painful it becomes.

Your pain is that you want to keep what you have, and you want more...... This is the source of your suffering.

The vegetation is abundant, the water is abundant, the cattle and sheep can breed here, and you can live a prosperous life...... It's a pity that this grassland is like a stream of small fish to you.

If a small fish wants to grow into a giant fish, the creek is not enough, what it needs is the sea. ”

The Mongol prince continued to stroke his chest and saluted: "Please tell me, where is the sea of the Mongols?" ”

Sun Guoxin raised his head and showed a sunny smile, and said softly: "Your sea is in your heart." ”

The young prince said: "In your heart? ”

Sun Guoxin nodded and said: "In your hearts, if you are not willing to give up this grassland, then this grassland will become your shackles, you have been rich for too long, and you have long forgotten that a herdsman should be chasing water and grass to live."

The pasture belongs to the cattle and sheep, not to you, even if the cattle and sheep are just passers-by to every grass here.

Remember, follow your heart, remember your ancestors. ”

After Sun Guoxin finished speaking, he picked up his bowl and walked step by step in the direction where the three Mongolian princes came.

On the horizon, there were countless horse heads, and these people who should have been put in wooden boxes and abandoned on the steppe by the Mongol princes were now free, they dismounted, stood on the grass, and when Sun Guoxin walked to their side, these herdsmen prostrate on the ground and kissed his footprints affectionately.

"Whew"

A wolf howl came from a distance, and in the distance on the sand dunes, stood two wolves, one large and one small.

Sun Guoxin stopped, waved at the two wolves, and without looking at the herdsmen crawling on the ground, he walked to the team that had been waiting for him for a long time, and got into the carriage.

"Old Sun, you still didn't say that these princes would surrender to my Lantian, right?"

A young red-clothed little lama waited for Sun Guoxin to get into the carriage, and he couldn't wait.

Sun Guoxin lay on the soft cushion and groaned, he could even hear his vertebrae rattling, rattling, and when his body felt completely comfortable, he said slowly: "What's the hurry." ”

The young lama said: "How can you not be in a hurry, Gao Jie is crazy to gather the soldiers of Lantian City and prepare to fight to the death with Jiannu." ”

Sun Guoxin said lightly: "That's Gao Jie's business, what we have to do will only show merit after ten years, so we can't be in a hurry." ”

"Are we just wandering around aimlessly now?"

Sun Guoxin looked at the young lama and said, "Zhang Xinliang, since you have become a lama, you should become a real lama, we are practicing, walking all over the grassland, visiting every shepherd, passing on the Buddha's voice to them, so that they can be liberated."

Measuring the earth with our feet is our job and our duty as lamas. ”

Zhang Xinliang touched his bald head and said unwillingly: "I don't plan to be a lama for the rest of my life, and I'm still going to marry a wife and have children." ”

Sun Guoxin said with a smile: "Believe me, when you really enter the Tao, you will find that exploring the unknown, quiet, and silence is the Elysium, and your wife and children are just passing clouds and smoke, and they are empty." ”

Zhang Xinliang shook his head again and again and said, "I still think it's better to marry a wife and have children." ”

Sun Guoxin showed a mouth of white teeth and said with a smile: "At the beginning, I thought the same thing, and now, I am a happy lama." ”

When Zhang Xinliang heard this, his face was as black as ink.

Outside the carriage was very lively, not only Sun Guoxin's 200 entourage, but also the local herdsmen and those prisoners who had just been freed.

They gathered around Sun Guoxin's carriage, singing and dancing, and only the best riders dared to cross Sun Guoxin's carriage and wrap the white Hada around the carriage.

Compared to these jovial shepherds, the expressions of the three Mongol princes were bitter.

The Living Buddha made it very clear that if they wanted to survive the war between the Han and the Jianzhou people, the only path they could choose was to leave.

There is no longer a fixed pasture of his own, and he needs to take his people to wander on the grassland and the Gobi, just like all the darkest times on the grassland, living in pursuit of water and grass, wandering forever, never stopping.

So as to avoid the wild boar of the Han people and the tiger of the Jianzhou people.

It was the best choice for the Mongols not to help each other, and only in this way could they wait for the Jianzhou people or the Han people to win, and only then could the Mongols return to their homeland and submit to a certain victor.

"Sograqin, are you really going to leave and wander?"

"Marge, do you want to charge for the Jianzhou people with your clansmen, or do you want to charge the Jianzhou people with your clansmen?"

"I don't help anyone, my people only fight for their cattle and sheep."

"I think so too, we are a group of shepherds, a group of sheepdogs, and it is right to chase our own cattle and sheep."

Chapter II

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