Chapter 726 Unreliable

The afternoon sun shone through the glass window and shone on the little lama. The yellow lama's clothes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden light. The little lama, who was originally not very tall, in the eyes of everyone, the whole text of the book website was updated to be so holy and solemn.

Due to the backlight, Zhuang Rui can't see the face of this lama clearly, but he should be about the same age as Bassan. Zhuang Rui doesn't believe much in his heart that he can understand Sanskrit. You know, the monks who can still understand the ancient Sanskrit scriptures now. They are all profound and well-known monk

It's just that Zhuang Rui didn't find that when the little lama came to him, the Gegu Lama, who was originally standing beside him, seemed to have been fixed, and his whole body was stiff.

In addition, the store, which used to have a good business, suddenly no one came in. It was Zhuang Rui and others in the store.

Because Zhuang Rui's attention was focused on the golden meridian wheel, he did not feel anything wrong, but Peng Fei noticed it.

He looked at the door of the store quietly. Peng Fei found that there were a few tall lamas at the door of the store, and two or three people in dark clothes were talking to Section Chief Zhang of the Religious Bureau.

After looking at the meridian wheel for a long time, the little lama raised his head, looked directly at Zhuang Rui, and said, "I know the words on it..."

After the little lama raised his head, Zhuang Rui could clearly see his face. As he thought, the green beard at the corners of the little lama's mouth showed his age, but what surprised Zhuang Rui was the little lama's eyes.

When his eyes were opposite to the little lama, Zhuang Rui suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

The little lama's eyes are extremely pure, like a blue sky, like blue sea water, clear to the bottom, without a trace of dust in the world, just like a baby's birth, not without any earthly pollution.

But in this kind of peaceful and pure eyes, it seems to reveal a kind of vicissitudes, a kind of vicissitudes that sees through the world and transcends life and death, as if it has experienced thousands of years.

Zhuang Rui doesn't know how these two feelings can be perfectly combined. The two feelings of vicissitudes and simple contradictions appear in this little lama at the same time, but make Zhuang Rui feel very natural and not abrupt at all.

Zhuang Rui seemed to have seen such a look somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

I don't know why, Zhuang Rui had a kind of respect for the little lama in his heart. After looking at the little lama for a while, he put his hands together and said respectfully, "Please give me some advice..."

"The words on it are ancient Sanskrit, about a thousand years ago, the ancient Indian script, which said: the northwest corner of the Wu Jinsha soil, on the seat of the lotus stem, the rare and outstanding achiever, the world-named lotus flower, surrounded by empty family members, I practice with your respect, for the blessing to come, The words are the prayer and practice of the Lotus...

Seeing Zhuang Rui's puzzled face, the little lama said with a smile, "Let me explain to you. The first sentence of these seven sentences is the place where the lotus master was born, the second sentence is the way the lotus master was born, the third sentence is the rare merit of the lotus master, the fourth sentence is the uniqueness of The seventh sentence is the blessing of the lotus master, and the eighth sentence is sealed with a spell.

This is a very important Buddhist artifact of Buddhism. I don't know if this scholar is willing to let it return to Buddhism and accept the blessing of faith?

When the little lama explained the scriptures, not only Zhuang Rui, but also the others in the store felt a kind of peace and tranquility in his heart, and the noise on the street outside seemed to be far away from him.

And Zhuang Rui's feeling is a little different from others, because he had just released the aura to observe the little lama, which surprised him that the always unfavorable aura could no longer take a step forward when it was almost ten centimeters in front of the little lama.

It seems that around the little lama, there is an invisible energy mask that blocks the aura. Not to mention touching the other party's body, even the clothes on the little lama can't touch it at all.

After the little lama's words sounded, Zhuang Rui withdrew his aura and replied, "I'm sorry, Master, I'm here to Lhasa. First, I want to pray for the blessing of the living Buddha, so that I can find the reincarnation of the spiritual child as soon as possible. Second, I want to find a Buddha The child is born and raised smoothly..."

I don't know why, in front of this little lama, Zhuang Rui no longer has the sharp teeth of the past. Every word he said is what he thinks in his heart.

When talking, Zhuang Rui has a feeling that even if he lies, the little lama can sense his original intention and simply tell the truth. Although his thoughts are a little narrow, they are indeed the truth.

"Huh?"

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, the little lama frowned slightly. He did not expect that his request would be rejected by the person in front of him, which made him look at Zhuang Rui seriously.

"So it is, hehe, it's not strange, it's not strange, the mythical beast is by your side, scholar, you are a person with the fate of the Buddha, and it's okay to leave this cycle for you..."

After looking at Zhuang Rui, the little lama noticed the white lion beside Zhuang Rui. He thought for a moment and smiled. The original store seemed to have a solemn and dignified atmosphere, but with this smile, it became thin.

"Ha ha, in the past, the living Buddha also said that I had a Buddha's fate, and also said that the white lion was the patron saint of the snowy mountain..."

Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard the words. He could feel that after the little lama said this, the Gegu lama, who stood not far from him, seemed to take a long breath, as if he had been holding his breath just now.

"Yes, this kind of look seems to have seen it on Qiangba Luozhu..."

When mentioning the living Buddha, a scene suddenly appeared in Zhuang Rui's mind. When he saw the living Buddha last year, the eyes of the living Buddha seemed to be pure without a trace of dust, which was very similar to the little lama.

"Woo...Woo..."

When the white lion heard the lama mention himself, there was a deep roar in his throat and walked towards the little lama.

The two lamas behind the little lama, including the Gegu lama next to him, saw that the white lion wanted to get close to the little lama, and their faces changed greatly, and their bodies stood in front of the little lama in a flash.

"It's okay, get out of the way, it's okay..."

Although the little lama's voice was slightly immature, it revealed an invisible majesty. Gegu and the two lamas did not speak, but obediently gave up their bodies.

"I know, it turns out that the little guy mentioned by Mr. Qiang Ba Luozhu is you..."

The little lama showed a trace of surprise on his face. He bent down slightly, pressed his right hand on the white lion's forehead, and recited the scriptures with words in his mouth. The white lion seemed to enjoy it very much. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his body came close to the little lama.

After about a minute, the little lama withdrew his hand, looked at the white lion, and said a string of Tibetan words.

Zhuang Rui didn't understand the little lama's words. He touched Section Chief Zhang, who had just walked to him, and asked, "Zhang Ke, what is he talking about?"

Zhang Ke was shocked by Zhuang Rui's behavior. He looked left and right and saw that no one was paying attention to him. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Those two words mean: Would you want to go back with me? You shouldn't have been in the world..."

"Damn it, why is this little lama the same as the living Buddha? When we met, I asked the white lion if he would like to go with him, and he didn't ask himself whether the master agreed or not. When he was a buddy, he was a decoration?

After hearing Section Chief Zhang's words, Zhuang Rui suddenly became unhappy. After spending nearly two years with the white lion, Zhuang Rui had already regarded it as his relative.

Maybe when the white lion was young, Zhuang Rui could still give it to the living Buddha, but now, no one wants to take away the white lion.

"It belongs to the snowy mountains and the prairie..."

As if he knew what Zhuang Rui was thinking, the little lama raised his head and said something faintly, blocking Zhuang Rui's words back to his stomach.

"Master, let the white lion make his own choice..."

Of course, Zhuang Rui knows that the white lion will live a happier life on this plateau snowy mountain, but Zhuang Rui is really reluctant to let go from a small thing the size of a palm to develop such a big one. Zhuang Rui's feelings for the white lion are like his own unborn child.

"Woo..."

The white lion seemed to understand the conversation between the two, rubbed the little lama's body with his big head affectionately, and the little lama's face suddenly showed a smile.

However, when Zhuang Rui's face changed greatly and his heart was cramped, the white lion roared again, as if he was communicating with the little lama, and then walked back to Zhuang Rui's side and lay down quietly.

"Good man..."

At this moment, Zhuang Rui knew that the white lion did not abandon himself. Just as more than a year ago, the living Buddha let him make a choice for the first time, and the white lion chose himself again and never left!

At this moment, Zhuang Rui's eyes became wet. Just as he squatted and put his arms around the white lion's neck, tears came out of his eyes and slipped down his cheeks.

Zhuang Rui buried his head deep in the white lion's neck. He seemed to be able to feel the pulse of the white lion. At this moment, it seemed that language was not so important. Between Zhuang Rui and the white lion, he could feel the reluctance between himself and the other party.

No one disturbs this person and a mastaist, and the store becomes extremely silent. Everyone can feel the harmony between Zhuang Rui and the white lion. No one wants to destroy this touching scene.

When Zhuang Rui raised his head, he found that I don't know when the little lama and the guard at the door had quietly left.