Chapter 197: My Prairie (3)

(3) Rumors about the Living Buddha

In June 1989, Ah Jun wrote a graduation parting message behind a photo of himself looking back at the Ruoergai grassland: "You have a mysterious and elegant atmosphere, and you should go to the grassland to be romantic." Looking forward to hearing from you, I'm sure you'll succeed. ”

I often hear my friends say that you are not mortal, and sometimes it is a very scary thing. It's as if I've been caught in some kind of magic, and I'm uncomfortable.

In the spring of 1983, in a Tibetan Buddhist temple, a lama made up a ponting for me to wear around my neck. Later, I heard a Tibetan colleague say: Ordinary people wear Songding, only heroes among men wear Pantin, and ordinary men can't afford to carry it at all, let alone women. She asked me to go to the high mountain to find a tall and lush green tree and hang this pontin.

At that time, I already realized that every time I went out, as long as I didn't take this Ponding with me, I would definitely not be able to go, and I would have to go back and wait for the notice. I also know that the Shakyamuni Buddha who took care of me was a monk at the age of 33, with a wife and children, and in the ** ideological education I received, it is irresponsible to abandon my wife and children in this way. A teacher who is the secretary of the party branch also made it clear that he thinks that being a monk is the profession of a lazy person.

My ancestors were Buddhists. I heard that there are only Buddhist temples and no churches in Baotou, and people there believe in Buddhism and not in Jesus. I don't believe in Buddhism, but a firm successor, a class representative of materialist dialectics in school, and a secretary of the Youth League in the unit. A rumor is quietly circulating. It is said that a temple has selected the reincarnated spirit child for several years, and the living Buddha who has just been enthroned for several years has been wrong, and it is said that the real one should be a female living Buddha.

I was shocked when I heard it, because I had been interviewing the bed-sitting ceremony. I remember when I went to the edge of the rostrum and was attracted by the pattern on the seat of the living Buddha and was taking a closer look, a reporter from the Military Department of the Central Station said: Go up and sit down, I will see the effect first. He was dressed in a military uniform, and his face was solemn, and without thinking about it, he went up and sat down cross-legged, his hands folded.

Later he washed a picture for me. I took a closer look at the photo, and how did I think this rumor seemed to be tailor-made for me? Could it be that whoever sits first will be in someone's seat? Once the rumor spreads, it is basically equivalent to being true, and if the photo is copied again, my life will basically become a doll for many people. I want to travel the world with my loved ones, and I can never think about it.