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It was an inconspicuous figure, carrying a medicine box on his back, going back and forth to Yunnan, Sichuan, and Tibet.

He doesn't seek fame or profit.I just want to use my medical skills and the medicine in the medicine box to relieve the pain of the common people.

This is his practice.

And this kind of practice, in the eyes of us outsiders, may appear very stupid, very stupid.

Yeah, why doesn't he open a clinic?If you don't set up a factory with others, you don't want to find a way to get a certificate, and then you will be aboveboard, charge fees, and ask for a wife.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through.

Now, I really understand what Brother Rigzin Tashi did. (ps: Renseng Tashi is the Tibetan doctor brother I met in Yunnan, who was with Tang Zixuan at the time.)

What he does is, as mentioned in the Diamond Sutra, the practice of the great bodhisattva without form!

I am not a great virtuous monk, but I know very well that the highest esoteric meaning and the highest state in Buddhism is not rebirth in bliss.Instead, resolutely, resolutely, throw yourself into hell!

If a sentient being has not yet become a Buddha, he will not take Nihuan here!

It broke this layer!This is the real understanding of the true understanding of the Buddha.

According to the scriptures, if one only gets rid of one's own troubles, it is called the Arahantship, and if one thinks otherwise, one will still re-enter reincarnation.

This principle is Buddhism.But it is equally applicable to ordinary sentient beings.

You are rich yourself, not really rich.

You use your money to help thousands of people, earn money together, and earn wealth. That's called real money!

The truth is so, it is difficult to put it in the world and practice it!

For this reason, let’s work hard! First earn enough capital to support your family and start a business, and then find a way to help people around you, and everyone you meet, to earn wealth together with legitimate means.

In my mind, these thoughts turned and turned.

I was filled with emotion in my heart, and then I said to Master Dawang: "Master, brother Renzeng, he is not stupid, he is a real wise man, and he has found a real path of cultivation."

Dawang smiled.

"Renzeng is lucky to have a friend like you. And I...'

Dawang smiled again: "Do you still have the scar on your body?"

As soon as I heard this, I immediately got up and saluted Dawang: "Thank you, Master Dawang, for applying medicine to treat my illness."

Dawang laughed.

"Senior brother said that you are the most energetic Han Chinese he has ever seen. I was curious, so I went to the temple to see you. At that time, you were still asleep. Although you were seriously injured and experienced layers of demons torture, but after all, you persisted until the end, and a trace of your nature still hasn't dissipated. It's rare, it's rare."

Dawang poured me a cup of tea.

At this moment, my heart moved and I said, "Master Dawang, you are looking for me."

Dawang gently put down the pot.

"Evil demons are gathering in Motuo, which is a holy land of lotus flowers. The Lord Buddha will not allow them to mess around. However, the world has fallen, and the power of sentient beings is swallowed up by material desires. This world is already at the end of the Dharma. Therefore, Vajra warriors like you are needed to go to Medog to protect the sanctity of that lotus."

I solemnly said: "I will definitely do my best."

Dawang nodded, he turned around, opened a cabinet door beside the bed, took out a box from inside, and then delivered a yellow cloth-wrapped thing in the box to my hand.

"I called you here to give you this. In the dark, you will feel the protection of thousands of Buddhas. In addition, Ren Zeng has entered Medog alone. At that time, after you enter, he will naturally find time Meet you."

I took it, curious, and opened it to have a look.

Inside is a piece of crystal with a golden color and a pure and transparent texture.

This thing is not big, only the size of a phalanx of a thumb.

this……

I can't understand it.

Dawang smiled and said, "Take it with you and keep it safe. I hope it will bring you good luck along the way."

Although I don't know, I still accept it, carefully put it in my bosom, and keep it close to my body.

Dawang went on to say: "Your younger brother is very interesting, obviously deeply influenced by you. This is also the result of the transformation of the cause of one thought. You don't need to worry about him, it's okay."

I put my hands together, thank you.

That night, Yagyu and I stayed in the guest room of the temple.

The conditions here are very simple, nothing compared to the house that Gu Cun booked in the hotel.

But I'm more than happy to live.

At least, I feel that if I stay here for one more minute, my Heavenly Soul will increase by one point.

It was dawn and morning.

The monks are going to do morning classes.

I got up with Liu Sheng and checked Guan Feng's condition.

My brother, after surviving the most difficult night, is fine.

I checked his wound, it was on the back of his hand, it was very inconspicuous, only slightly red and swollen around.

Guan Feng was sobbing at this moment.

"Brother, it hurts me to death. Tell me, is this pain comparable to your big hairy spider?"

I smiled: "Brother, yours hurts more than my big hairy spider, mine doesn't hurt at all, really."

"Ah..." Guan Feng was startled.

"You lied?"

I said, "It's just a psychological effect. It doesn't hurt that much. Come on, tell me, what did you see when you went to Medog?"

Guan Feng was frustrated: "Leeches! Snakes! Landslides! Also, I let that damned strange scorpion bite me."

I laughed: "By the way, I didn't hear that, have you been here before? You..."

Guan Feng: "This time I took the initiative to invite Ying. Last time I came, I came with my father and a few uncles."

fainted!

At this moment, Guanfeng said to me: "Tibetans have stalked us and decided that we stole things from the temple. What should we do?"

I said, "You, you have never dealt with Tibetans. If you have, you will understand."

"Brother Chang...Brother Chang!"

My name is Little Beijing.For this uncle, I really can't say the word "little Beijing". Such a burly man, "little Beijing", is too awkward!

"Here we come! Brother."

I said: "We can't just spend time in other people's temples, we are so vulgar, so let's go, we will leave this temple today."

Brother Chang said with a bitter face: "I don't want to waste time here either. But when I go out, I am afraid that Tibetans will cause trouble, so you can just blame me. I have stayed in Lhasa for almost two years, but the number of times I have dealt with Tibetans is really high. Not many, they don’t seem to have deep friendship with the Han people.”

I thought about it and said, "Fortunately, I have met some good Tibetans. So, this time, listen to me, let's take the initiative to go to their door."

"Ah... isn't that courting death? They are impatient and want to use knives."

I laughed out loud, "If you have fought with the knife, you are the brother! Let's go!"

After packing up, I turned around, hey, where is Liu Sheng?

Ask the monks.

Tell me, what about the Buddha Hall?

I went to the main hall under the guidance of the monks.

Looking around, Liu Sheng plopped, plopped, and kowtowed to the Buddha statue.

When Liu Sheng kowtowed enough, I pulled him up, walked to the door, and met Master Dawang head-on.

Dawang said: "Mr. Ji, you should be more careful on this journey. Also, if you can, help me get back that Puba pestle."

We put palms together and said, "Definitely, definitely."

Master Dawang didn't talk about the specifics here.But I know that an eminent monk like him understands the layers of cause and effect here.

I can say without exaggeration that with Master Dawang's cultivation and ability, even ten middle-aged men with weapons would not be able to get close.

Master Dawang didn't do that.

This, we ordinary people seem to be unable to understand, but for Buddhists, they are not easily contaminated with cause and effect.

Because, you are involved in this cause and effect, changing the trajectory of the development of things.It will have an influence on other people. If this influence is good, it will be good if it is good.What if it is bad?

We ordinary people can only see two or three levels of cause and effect for a thing.

For example, I sponsored a person, let him start a business, made money, and used the money earned to support his child to finish college, and after the child graduated from college, he contributed to the society and became useful.

This is superficial cause and effect.

But for practitioners, they see more deeply, that is, they don't just focus on this child, they will see thousands of people who follow the change with your good thought.

The complexity of this is beyond my imagination.

Let the practitioners think about it.

Because, I have my karma.

my mission...

Saying goodbye to Master Dawang, we left the monastery and walked about two kilometers on foot. We stopped a bus by the side of the road, took a bus, and we went directly to the city of Lhasa.

As soon as I got off the bus, my phone rang.

connected.

"Mr. Ji, where are you? Why didn't you come back last night?"

I said, "I'm looking for a tour guide who is familiar with Medog Road. In addition, I'm still arranging some corresponding tools with Yagyu. By the way, I have good news for you. I found Mr. Sasaki."

Tan Cun: "Hehe, that's really good. This time, I have an extra chance of winning."

Ha ha, old devil, there is a trace of helplessness, and a trace of unwillingness, I can hear it.But I didn't say anything, I just told him that when I was done with work, I would naturally go to find him.

Putting down the phone, I looked at Guan Feng: "Your identity has been revealed?"

Guan Feng smiled: "The old devil is so ghostly, can he hide it for a while, can he hide it for the rest of his life? It's all tacit to each other, just don't make it clear."

I nodded: "This is the cleverness of devils. It is no good to point it out and embarrass each other. Why don't you tacitly tell each other, hook and use each other, once there is no benefit, then tear your face and each other Looking for mothers, what to do, what to do."

While talking, we took a taxi and went directly to Bajiao Street.

Along the street, I turned around and came to the door of the handicraft store.

Little Beijing said nervously, "Brother, is it necessary to provoke them? Why don't we leave now?"

I said: "When a problem arises, avoiding it is not the solution. We must face it with a normal attitude."

After speaking, I stepped forward and opened the door.

In the room, two Tibetan men were standing together, chatting.

All of a sudden, when we Han Chinese appeared again, one of the men let out a groan, turned around, drew a Tibetan knife, and matched us.

I didn't move, and at the same time signaled others not to move, and just stood in the middle of the store.

The other person, at this moment, took his mobile phone and started calling.

After shouting a few words, the phone hung up.

Then, he also took out a Tibetan knife, held it, and stared at us with murderous intent.

However, no one did it.

We stood for 15 minutes.

Outside the door, someone is coming.

Moreover, there are a large number of cross-dao Tibetans!