Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 86
After the little lama heard Wang Haoming's words, his face was very unhappy, with an offended expression, and the smile on his face disappeared. He looked at Wang Haoming slightly unkindly, and it was obvious that he mentioned "Zhu When the word "Bi Gu" is written, the appearance is very pious.

After Wang Haoming heard the little lama's words, he was very surprised. He knew that in Tibet, apart from the Panchen Lama, the living Buddha had the highest status.

Wang Haoming didn't know that the living Buddha who invited him to go was the living Buddha who had been reincarnated for the twelfth life. His Dharma was profound, and even the teacher of the contemporary Panchen Lama had a rather high status in the national Buddhist circles and Tantra. The living Buddhas in ordinary temples can be compared with it.

"I'm sorry, Master, I don't know Tibetan. I offended the living Buddha just now. I'm so offended."

After Wang Haoming was stunned for a moment, he quickly apologized to the young lama. He knew the status of lamas in the hearts of Tibetans, and the living Buddha was an existence that all Tibetans, including lamas, admired. Naturally, Wang Haoming did not dare to neglect.

After all, the little lama was old and was in the temple. He was not contaminated by worldly dust and was very kind-hearted. After seeing Wang Haoming's respectful attitude, he was a little at a loss. He stood there thinking for a while before saying: "Zhu Bigu and others I have been with you for a long time, come with me."

After speaking, the little lama turned his head and left. The living Buddha summoned him, so that Wang Haoming didn't have time to ask a few more questions, so he had to follow behind.

Who let himself be in someone else's territory? If the living Buddha is not happy, even if the Tibetan compatriots spit one by one, they will drown themselves.

Wang Haoming followed the little lama in the corridor, and finally found out the name of the little lama. He said his name was Basang, which means Thursday in Chinese. The lama kept silent.

The place where the living Buddha lives is not far from here. After passing through a corridor, the two came to the outside of a room. Basang didn't knock on his ears, but pushed the door open gently.

An old lama with a thin face and some age spots on his face, sitting on a hardwood chair, appeared in Wang Haoming's field of vision.

When Wang Haoming entered the room, Basang closed the door, walked behind the old lama, and stood there.

The Living Buddha looked at Wang Haoming kindly, like an elder looking at his own children and grandchildren. For some reason, Wang Haoming's nose felt a little sore, and tears fell uncontrollably.

A little embarrassed, Wang Haoming wiped his eyes, and found that there was a snow-white khata under his jacket. Looking back, it should have been stuffed by Luo Yuwei and the others when they were shopping, but they never found it.

After seeing the khata, Wang Haoming took it out, imitating the appearance of the herdsmen offering him the khata, holding it with both hands at the same level as the top of his head, walked up to the old lama, said "Zaridele" The khata should be hung around the neck of the Living Buddha.

After seeing Wang Haoming's actions, Basang behind the old lama actually "giggled" and even the old lama couldn't help but laugh.

Wang Haoming was a little puzzled, did he do something wrong, but he looked at the old lama with no intention of blaming him, it was as kind as before, but there seemed to be a mischievous smile inside.

What Wang Haoming didn't know was that when the juniors offered khatas to the elders, they could only put the khatas on the elders' wrists and hang them around their necks.

The old lama smiled and did not speak. Instead, he raised his arm and took the khata presented by Wang Haoming. He then motioned Wang Haoming to lower his head and hung the khata around Wang Haoming's neck.

Wang Haoming was overjoyed. He didn't understand the customs, but he also knew how honorable it was to be bestowed with a khata by the Living Buddha.

When he raised his head to thank the living Buddha, he found a big skinny hand touching his head. The living Buddha was still chanting something, as if he was chanting scriptures. At the same time, Basang's voice came from his ear: "This is the living Buddha giving you the "empowerment". You close your eyes and don't move."

When Wang Haoming heard the words, he quickly closed his eyes. When the living Buddha's hand touched the top of Wang Haoming's head, Wang Haoming felt that a liquid as cool as ice and snow was poured from the palm of the hand and penetrated into the skull and brain. Makes the whole body itchy.

Wang Haoming didn't know whether it was his own illusion or it was real, and he was in a daze when at this moment, a "Hi" sound came from his ear.

Wang Haoming was awakened by the sound immediately, and then opened his eyes. At this moment, he only felt that the numbness on his body had disappeared, and his mind was unprecedentedly clear.

Wang Haoming clasped his hands together and expressed his gratitude to the Living Buddha by saying "thank you" in Tibetan which he learned from Zhou Rui on the road.

After hearing Wang Haoming's substandard Tibetan, the old lama laughed again, thought for a while, took off a bracelet on his wrist, and handed it to Wang Haoming.

Although I don't know what the bracelet is made of, but the thing taken from the living Buddha must not be bad.

Wang Haoming quickly took it with both hands. He originally wanted to put it in his pocket to show his respect to the elder, but when he saw the living Buddha beckoning him to put it on, Wang Haoming also put the bracelet on his left wrist.

He didn't see that Basang, who was waiting on the sidelines, was full of envy in his eyes.

The living Buddha didn't seem to know Chinese, so he turned his head and said a few words to the little lama. The lama said to Wang Haoming, "This string of beads is made of dzi beads. It has been blessed by the living Buddha and has been worn for decades. It can be used for you. It will bring merit and benefit, and bless you in all things well, but you must remember that this thing cannot be touched by outsiders at will."

Wang Haoming was overjoyed when he heard the words. Although he didn't know what a dzi bead was, it was enough to prove that the dzi bead bracelet was a cultural relic just because it had been worn by living Buddhas for decades.

Wang Haoming couldn't help looking at his wrist. The dzi beads were dark brown, plump and round, exuding a warm luster. On each individual dzi bead, it seemed that there were several eyes. There is a small spacer bead between the beads.

Presumably it was to prevent the dzi beads from colliding and being damaged, but Wang Haoming did not dare to look at them with the spiritual power of his eyes, because he was afraid that the old lama in front of him would have some unknown supernatural powers and see through his own reality.

Wang Haoming didn't know that living Buddhas would never bestow such personal belongings that had been worn for decades like this to others.

Because these things can often be used when the Living Buddha is reincarnated, it is a rare honor for him to give this item to Wang Haoming, and it is no wonder that Basang showed envy.

"My buddy may really have a Buddhist fate. I will go back and find a few Buddhist scriptures to read."

As for comprehending the Zen mechanism or something, Wang Haoming didn’t take it to heart. He didn’t understand the Zen mechanism. The problem of spiritual power also made Wang Haoming feel at ease.

After the Living Buddha talked for a while, he seemed a little tired.

Under the guidance of Xiao Lima, Wang Haoming found his way to the second floor, but along the way, he found that there were some lamas guarding the room he just entered.

With the white khata hanging around his neck, Wang Haoming was still in a daze until he went down the stairs and came to the exit of the Jokhang Temple.

Today's harvest is really too great, not to mention the empowerment and blessing of the living Buddha and the gift bracelet, even the upgrade of spiritual power in his eyes is enough to make Wang Haoming ecstatic.

"Wang Haoming, where did you go?"

Wang Haoming, who was smirking with his head down, suddenly heard someone calling his name. He looked around, but it was Li Zhi standing at the door of a room next to the toll gate of the Jokhang Temple, waving at him. Behind him, None of Luo Yuwei, Mao Yong and the others were left behind.

"Why are you here?"

Wang Haoming walked over and asked casually, but he realized as soon as the words came out. He was taken to the Jokhang Temple because of a fight, and then he didn't show up all afternoon. These people must have spent a lot of time with him. If it happened to Li Zhi, I'm afraid I would be anxious too.

"Wang Haoming, are you all right? The lamas here didn't bully you, did they?"

After Luo Yuwei saw Wang Haoming, she also lost her usual calmness, she grabbed Wang Haoming's hand and asked anxiously.

After finishing speaking, I realized that a group of people were looking at me strangely, their faces were flushed, and they quickly let go of Wang Haoming's hand, and hid behind everyone in embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)