Master is not married yet

Chapter 114 Qin Demon Magpie Qin [4]

Our current combination is quite strange-a lama, a demon, a eunuch and me, and the eldest brother is riding a white horse. At first glance, it feels like we are going to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures.

"The Jokhang Temple is just ahead."

We didn’t know how long we had been walking, the senior brother suddenly turned sideways and said to us, I looked up, and the Jokhang Temple, which was a little red among the white snow mountains, was close in front of me, and there was a road in front of me that was almost invisible to the eye. At the end of the long ladder, the sound of chanting scriptures and monks ringing bells can be faintly heard from above, and some devout believers can also be seen kneeling and worshiping up the stone ladder. This place is different from the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain. Standing at the bottom of the stone steps, you can feel its grandeur and solemnity.

However, apart from the worshipers who are kneeling, there is also a monk who is dressed similarly to the elder brother standing on the stone steps. His red monk clothes are particularly dazzling in the fluttering snowflakes. His expression was quite cold.

"what."

When the elder brother saw the monk, his face suddenly changed, but before he could say anything other than "ah", the monk flew up to us and slapped the elder brother on the forehead. , the sound is crisp and loud.

"A few days ago, you said that you would go down the mountain to feed the chickens, but after five or six days of feeding, you said, where did you go again?"

"Isn't this accidental?" Eldest brother rubbed his forehead and replied with a smile, as if the palm hadn't hit him on the head, "Let me tell you, master, I saved a lot of people this trip. People, if there is no credit, there is hard work, okay, so don't be angry, and watch your wrinkles deepen."

"Hmph, I'm your master in the Jokhang Temple, why do you always call me Guru?" The monk said with a downcast face, "That's all, it's good that you're fine."

As he spoke, his eyes flickered, and he noticed that the rest of us were staring at the two of them. He straightened his monk clothes suddenly, turned to us and asked with a serious face, "Lama Qiannuo, who are the benefactors?"

"Master, this is Lady Queqin. She brought her husband's body to the mountaintop next to the Jokhang Temple for a celestial burial." The senior brother looked at the monk from the corner of his eyes and said, "As for the two next to you, one is called Xiao Sunja, the other is"

"Yuan Yingying." The monk stared at my face and said suddenly.

The eldest brother nodded, "As expected of a guru."

"What do you deserve to be a master? You are blind as an old monk. Do you really think you can't see those paintings in the Buddhist scriptures?" He looked at the elder brother and said, "And the book you carry with you, what is written on it?" Do you want me to read it out one by one?"

I was puzzled by what the two of them said. Could it be that the book that the elder brother took out to chant the scriptures before was not written in the Buddhist proverbs?

"Master, if I have a thick skin, I would still be shy to read it directly in front of so many people." The elder brother scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and then said to us as if remembering something, "By the way, stand here I haven’t introduced you to you for so long, this is Guru Dorje of the Jokhang Temple, a monk who specially trains the monks of the Jokhang Temple, and also a monk who provides me with two meals a day and takes me in.”

"What kind of monk, do you say that about Master?" Master Dorje interrupted again, "I have been here for so long and Master has not called me. I either call me Master or I call me Dorje directly. I don't know how to beat me up. how many times."

After he finished speaking, he remembered that we were still in front of him, coughed lightly, and restored his solemn expression just now, "Lama Qiannuo, I made all the benefactors laugh."

Seeing that we were still staring at him, he changed the subject and looked at Queqin again and said, "Well, by the way, Queqin benefactor, if you want to hold a sky burial, please come with me."

Queqin looked at the corpse on Ping'an's body, nodded slightly, and then slowly left along another mountain road with Master Dorji and several young monks.

Xiao Shunzi looked at the back of them leaving, and scratched his head, because the package on his body couldn't hold so many saffron, but he put a flower on his head, and a few petals fell off because of his scratching his head, "This is Dorje!" The master looks dignified on the outside, but he doesn't speak like a lama."

"Because Guru Dorje, like me, became a monk halfway through." The senior brother replied, "Having said that, Guru Dorji's contribution in Sanskrit translation and teaching of Buddhism is nothing to say, it is this."

During the speech, the big brother gave a thumbs up.

I looked at his thumb and said, "Eldest brother, I suddenly realized that it's been so long, but I never asked how you met Mrs. Queqin and her husband."

"I almost forgot if you didn't tell me." Eldest brother smiled, "But it's cold outside, let's go into the temple."

We tied the horses underneath and walked up the stone stairs to the Jokhang Temple. Unlike the elder brother, who knocked one step at a time, Xiao Shunzi and I stood on both sides of him and followed his speed step by step.I looked at his side face and wondered what he was thinking about looking at this Buddhist temple at the moment.

When we came to the mountain gate of the Jokhang Temple, the smell of incense came to our nostrils. We saw the believers inside kowtowed to the Buddha statue on the bluestone slabs. , the atmosphere is solemn and solemn, which is awe-inspiring.Just now Xiao Shunzi and I unconsciously wanted to straighten our posture, but unexpectedly, several young monks around my age had already swarmed up and surrounded me, senior brother and the others.

"Tsk, lost, lost, Uncle Kong Kong didn't even leave a palm print on his forehead, Master Dorji really showed mercy."

Three or four monks looked at the elder brother's head and said dejectedly. They reluctantly took out a few copper coins from their monk's robes and handed them to the other, who took them hard before taking them away.

Seeing this, the elder brother looked at them with a smile, patted their heads one by one and said, "Long time no see, what are you betting on me for?"

"Bet you will be beaten to death by Guru Dorji if you leave without saying goodbye for a few days." One of them said.

"How many people bet that I will be beaten to death?"

"Except Junior Brother Rendan who bet on you being fine, everyone else bet on you not being able to escape this calamity."

The elder brother looked at the monk who had collected several copper coins, and he also looked at him, folded his hands after putting the copper coins into the monk's robe, "Someone must be different."

At this time, other people finally noticed me, but their reaction was obviously much bigger than that of Master Dorji. Some opened their mouths wide and couldn't say a word, and some opened their eyes wide. Except for Rendan who didn't respond, the others Immediately said: "No way, the person in this painting has come out? Uncle Kong Kong, what kind of sorcery are you doing?"

"The heavenly secret must not be leaked," said the eldest brother.

At this time, Rendan had already walked towards me, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched my arm, turned to the others and said with a blank expression, "It's alive." Then he turned to Xiao Shunzi, stretched out his other hand and pinched his shoulder , "This one too."

The moment Xiao Shunzi was pinched, his expression changed suddenly, and howls of ghosts and wolves resounded throughout the Jokhang Temple.

(End of this chapter)