Red Gobi, Tianlun Temple.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the lama, who had been released from the desert camp by Zhu Tong, returned to Tianlun Monastery.

There are no tall peaks on the Red Gobi, and the Tianlun Temple was built in the southeast of Niujiaoling to rely on this low red stone mountain to withstand the gale from the northwest.

From June to August every year, the last rays of light will dance on the one hundred and eight golden tiles at the top of the main hall of Tianlun Temple.

The lama who originally chose the site of Tianlun Temple should not have imagined that the sunset that came through the narrow gap between the two corners of Niujiaoling would become one of the eight views of Tianlun Temple, the sunset Buddha light.

The eldest disciple of the Living Buddha of Soonda, Luojia Geren, had just returned to the Butian Temple the day before yesterday, and now he is in charge of the Tianlun Temple is the Gonggamu Living Buddha who once wanted to plot the Butian Temple.

The Living Buddha of Gonggamu called the lama for the first time, and after inquiring about the situation, his face did not change in the slightest, but he just comforted the lama and let him go back to rest with confidence.

The light of the Buddha at sunset lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Gonggamu walked out of the main hall, looking up at the remaining streamers on the one hundred and eight golden tiles, and a wave of regret welled up in his heart. He knew that it was likely that after tomorrow, he would never have the opportunity to appreciate the charm of the sunset.

Regarding the loss of the dojo of Tianlun Temple, Gonggamu only felt a little sorry for the loss of Tianlun Temple, and he didn't feel too much. Tianlun Temple originally did not belong to Butian Temple, in fact, it didn't matter if it was lost.

Moreover, when Luojia Geren returned to Butian Temple, he took a large amount of property from Tianlun Temple.

Today's Tianlun Temple, except for the priceless treasure Purple Gold Root Jizo King Bodhisattva on the main hall, there is basically an empty shelf left.

It is a pity that Tianlun Temple has a rich reputation in Xijing and a high status in people's minds, but I am afraid that it will disappear from now on.

Among the 300 monks of Tianlun Temple, there are 48 people who practice tantric exercises, among which 12 people who have cultivated excellently, four of them were broken in the battle of the previous presiding living Buddha in the Eagle Buddha, and two of them left the temple, and the two with the best roots and bones were accepted as disciples by Luojia Geren and returned to Butian Temple with him.

The remaining four went to the desert camp with the Living Buddha of Qusang Zhuomu, and only this one returned, and Gonggamu only brought the six iron-roded lamas of Butian Monastery with him.

Zhu Tong said that he would come tomorrow morning, and with the current strength of Tianlun Temple, the result could be imagined.

But Gonggamu didn't dare to give up the Tianlun Temple just like that, and he didn't dare to go without the instructions of the Eagle Buddha; The six iron-roded lamas would not go with him. They are all the guards of the Eagle Buddha, and they have lived by the side of the Eagle Buddha since they were children, and only within the scope of the Eagle Buddha's teachings will they obey the command of Gonggamu.

The last instruction of the Eagle Buddha was to ask them to assist Gonggamu in guarding the Tianlun Temple.

The sun sets in the western sky, and night falls completely. The dark sky was full of cold starlight.

"Moonless Night." Gonggamu glanced at the hideous and gloomy silhouette of Niujiaoling under the starlight, sighed and walked to the white hall in the backyard of Tianlun Temple.

At noon, two of the two Holy Light Lamas of Butian Monastery arrived. Gonggamu knew one of them was the famous Master of the Golden Buddha Temple, known as the Snow Maniac Monk. Another young man, Gonggamu had never seen before.

The Holy Light Lama is also two masters, but those two high-ranking Holy Light Lamas are not at all commanded by Gonggamu.

Butian Temple is divided into two courtyards inside and outside, the Holy Light Hall is the most secret place of Butian Temple, the Holy Light Lama inside is second only to the Eagle Buddha, a total of nine, can be said to be a group of transcendent existence. The Temple of Light they guarded enshrines the inheritance treasure left by the first Eagle Buddha: the Roaring Heavenly Holy Light Pestle.

Before he was recognized by the Roaring Heavenly Holy Light Pestle, the Living Buddha of Sounda was only a living Buddha in the outer courtyard of Butian Temple, and the Holy Light Lamas did not have much respect for him. With the approval of the Roaring Heaven Holy Light Pestle, the Nine Great Holy Light Lamas respected him like a god, and the Living Buddha of Soonda was called the Eagle Buddha and became the true master of the Butian Temple.

When he thought about it, he was afraid, at the beginning, how could he think that he could become the master of Butian Temple with his own cultivation? Any one of these Holy Light Lamas came out, and none of them could be resisted by him.

The Tianlun Temple is dark, and the dim light in the side hall is not enough to dispel the darkness of the Red Gobi.

It's not that there is no electricity, but that electricity is not allowed in the temple.

With the opening of Tianlun Road, the power supply line has also been pulled to the outside of Tianlun Temple; Electricity is available in the burgeoning residential and commercial areas, but the temple is still lit by butter lamps.

Coming to the door of the White Palace, Gonggamu stopped and respectfully explained his intention inside.

After a while, the door of the White Hall opened, and the bright butter lights in the hall came out.

Gonggamu was stunned, he had been in Tianlun Temple for the past few days, and he didn't know when the Living Buddha of Renjie Sazun arrived.

It's not surprising to think about it, before returning to the Eagle Buddha Gate, the living Buddha of Renjie Sazun was the presiding living Buddha of the Mountain Pagoda Temple in southern Tibet, and the female living Buddha of the Snow Drum Temple in southern Tibet belonged to the same flower sect inheritance monastery, and the relationship was extraordinary.

Now, Qu Sang Zhuomu has an accident and has been taken hostage by Zhu Tong, and Renjie Sazun will of course come as soon as he gets the news.

Gonggamu's respect for the youngest disciple of the Eagle Buddha is second only to the Eagle Buddha, he is a person who values strength, and Renjie Sazun's cultivation can be regarded as the first person under the Eagle Buddha; It is most likely that in the future, he will inherit the Eagle Buddha lineage and become the owner of Butian Temple.

"Senior brother, come in." Renjie Sazun looked at the sky outside and said to Gonggamu.

The 790 butter lamps on the five-story shelves illuminated the white hall as bright as day. Contrary to legend, only those who enter the White Hall can know exactly when the Temple was founded.

Yes, seven hundred and ninety, each ghee lamp represents a year.

From the day of the opening of the temple, every year in September, the monks will light a butter lamp in the white hall. This tradition has been maintained for 790 years to this day. Next month, no matter who is the owner of Tianlun Temple, the 791st butter lamp will definitely be lit.

Gonggamu knew that this so-called tradition had actually been interrupted many times, and the exact time of the establishment of the Tianlun Temple had long been a mystery; But that number would not be more than the ghee lamps in the White Hall anyway.

Exaggeration is one of the necessary conditions for the inheritance of faith.

The Holy Light Lama sat in a corner of the White Hall, his right hand resting on a golden demon-slaying pestle, his mouth covered with calluses, his skin rough and his muscles and bones.

His lips twitched slightly, as he was reciting the Holy Light Mantra, a tantric practice that only the Holy Light Lama could practice. His right arm is tattooed with a strange gold pattern, which is a representative of his identity as the Holy Light Lama. It is said that the number of patterns represents the depth of the Holy Light Lama's cultivation. When facing enemies, they will reveal the pattern of their whole body, and when they recite the Holy Light Mantra, they will have the mysterious effect of vajra possession.

The Holy Light Lama looked up at him, and Gonggamu trembled, as if he had been hit by a cold force, and he felt uncomfortable.

He hurriedly dodged and moved to the other side of the White Temple. Every time he faced the Holy Light Lama, Gonggamu felt like he was being stripped naked.

There was not only a Holy Light Lama in the White Temple, but also a young Iron Lama, a man he knew from Gonggamu, and Jiang Xiaoyu who went to the desert camp with Qusang Zhuomu. Gonggamu didn't see the two hostages. Presumably, it is locked up in a secret room under the Buddha statue in the White Hall.

Gonggamu became angry, pointed at Jiang Xiaoyu's nose and said, "You have betrayed the trust of the Eagle Buddha. ”

"Really?" Jiang Xiaoyu smiled and said respectfully to Renjiesa; "He's angry."

"Senior brother, Mr. Jiang is a guest of the Eagle Buddha and a guest of Butian Temple." Rinjesa Zun motioned for an iron-roded lama to stand guard outside the door and said to Gonggamu; "He doesn't have the responsibility to protect the Sangzhu Living Buddha, and he doesn't have the power."

"And what is he doing here?" Gonggamu asked angrily.

"Tomorrow, I want to hear Mr. Jiang's opinion, so I invited him." Renjie Sazun pointed to the goose yellow futon beside him and said, "Senior brother, please take a seat, we need to discuss it well." ”

Waiting for Gonggamu to sit down, Renjie Sazun Living Buddha said: "Just now Mr. Jiang said that we can't sit and wait for them to come to the door, we should take the initiative to do something, so that more people know about the calamity that Tianlun Temple will face." So I would like to ask my brother to go to Xijing now and hold a press conference at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. ”

"Me?" Gonggamu looked at Renjie Sazun with confusion, and then at Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Not yourself, of course, and Sambu. The injury on his arm is the best evidence. Le Jinny has already contacted his friends in Xijing, and the three of you will go together, and some media will be there to interview you. Mr. Jiang thinks that you don't need to say too much, it is enough to do two things when you go to Xijing. The first is to report the case, saying that the living Buddha of Sangzhu, the presiding officer of Tianlun Temple, was kidnapped by gangsters, and his life and death are still unknown, and he asked the government for help; The second is to show Sambu's gunshot wound at the press conference, and explain to the outside world that you will go to Shanghai to hold a fundraising festival, because the gangsters who kidnapped the living Buddha of Sangzhu offered a ransom of 1 million, and Tianlun Temple could not take out this huge amount. ”

Le Jinsani Lama is the managing lama of Tianlun Monastery and is the lama who communicates with the outside world the most in Tianlun Monastery. He was born into a family of grassland herders, and at the age of thirteen, he suddenly received a divine message and became a storyteller. When he was twenty years old, he adhered to the grassland tradition and went to Tianlun Temple to study Buddhism.

Le Jinsany did not practice tantric exercises, because he could speak and understand the Tao, was good at observing words and feelings, and dealt with outsiders, and gradually became the steward lama of Tianlun Monastery to greet pilgrims, and maintained good relations with the believers in the vicinity, Xijing, Beijing and Shanghai.

Sambu was a lama who had just been sent back by Zhu Tong to deliver the news, and he had a gunshot wound in the arm from a short second lieutenant of the armed police.

Generally speaking, Gonggamu and Rinje Sazun are both simple monks, and they can't think of such a ...... Otherworldly attention.

Gong Gamu glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu deeply, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Does Master Master know?" After a long time, Gonggamu asked.

He didn't want to do this kind of show, but he couldn't refuse.

"There is no news of Shizun, he may be far away, maybe in Xijing." Renjie Sazun Living Buddha smiled; "But no matter where Master Shizun is, we will be very dissatisfied when we see the fall of Tianlun Temple, the suffering of Sangzhu Living Buddha, and our inaction."

"Got it, I'll go prepare now." Gonggamu silently recited the six-character mantra and bowed out of the White Palace.

The iron-roded lama waited for Gonggamu to go out, closed the door of the palace, and guarded outside the main hall.

"Mr. Jiang, do you think it will have an effect?"

"Another way is that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, as the living Buddha just said, in such a situation, Tianlun Temple does nothing, it is extremely stupid." Jiang Xiaoyu snorted, and said to the Holy Light Lama: "Master, I have done everything I should do, and what you promised should also be fulfilled, right?" ”

(10 days in a row, the fourth shift...... ）

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