138: The Color of Mulberry Flowers

The Color of Mulberry Flowers

The first three days ZuoWeiYang she saw a lot of scenery. On the fourth day, she took a car driven by the local guide and arrived Bengpu Temple the oldest temple in Daocheng. 2

The female tour guide introduced the temple, which had a history of over 900 years. It was a temple of the Tibetan Buddhist White Religion, and the Tibetan language was called the Kagju Sect. Bengpu Temple founder's name was Karmapa Dusumba. At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the three Karmapa Dusongqinba brothers traveled to the Sangdui River Valley. They saw that the mountains were magnificent, the grasslands were open, and the rivers were crisscrossed. It was a land of feng shui. They were determined to build temples and promote Buddhism here. After combining the opinions of the three brothers, the Bengpu Temple was like a flying pigeon on the precipice and a leopard in the forest.

Karmapa Dusongqinba started to build a temple at the age of 60. He lived in Bengpu Temple until he died at the age of 86. He preached for the people around him and was deeply loved by the people. Before he died, he used the reflection of the lake water to make a statue of himself. It had been more than 800 years since then. The living Buddha kept the statue of himself in his collection, and it was not until he rebuilt the temple that he paid tribute to the Bengpu Temple.

ZuoWeiYang's self-image at Karmapa Dusongqinba was worshiping. She hoped that she could pray for her family in her final days. Although Lucheng had told her that from now on, she could only believe in him, but... I'm sorry, she had to be flexible when it was necessary.

On the rock wall of the back mountain, there were many ancient rock paintings and cultivation caves. Among them, there was an ancient text written by Karmapa Duchinsomba with his own blood. For thousands of years, no one could decipher its meaning. In 1999 Tibet the monk came to Bengpu Temple and finally solved the mystery of this sentence. The meaning of this Tibetan passage was——

I walked around Kang District. This was the most beautiful place.

Kang District the most beautiful place was Bengpu Temple, but to her, the most beautiful place in the world should be by his side. However, just as Karmapa Dusongqinba could not protect Kang District, she was just an ordinary person and could not stay by his side forever.

There were three to five monks sitting on the steps basking in the sun. There was also a young monk in the prayer tube. She followed and turned from one end to the other. Each time she turned, it was equivalent to chanting a six-character mantra. Then, she turned it several times, hoping to give her family more wishes.

The young monk had also turned around many times. Seeing how devout she was, he smiled at her with kindness and kindness. ZuoWeiYang smiled back and politely greeted her with his palms together.

"Hello, Master. I wish you all the best for your family. Can you help me with the Transcript?"

The monk pressed his palms together and said," But it's good to be blessed with family."

She asked again," I want to wash away my sins. Can you help me with the warp?"

The monk replied with a smile," However, Buddha is merciful and will suffer all hardships."

Then what if it was a sin that had yet to happen and was about to be committed? Would Buddha forgive her like this? What if it was a sin of committing suicide and killing his own child? Could Buddha forgive her?

However, she didn't want to continue asking. This seemed to be too difficult for the young and kind monk. She bowed and thanked him before walking towards the beginning of the sutra drum.

However, just as he brushed past the monk, a flying bird passed over his head. The voice of a dove flapping its wings, and the blue sky that shook one's heart, caused the monk to suddenly turn around and call out to her.

"Stay."

She turned around and pointed at herself in confusion." Me?" "Is there anything else?"

The monk's gaze fell on her head and ZuoWeiYang subconsciously touched it. The first batch he had was the crimson scarf San Mao had lent her by the mistress of the house.

The young monk, who had always been focused on Buddhism, suddenly revealed a strange expression and asked her," Who gave you your scarf?"

She was puzzled. She didn't know why this monk, who should have been indifferent to everything in the secular world, was suddenly interested in a scarf, but she still told him honestly:

"It's the hostess of a home stay home in Daocheng county, but I do n' t know her real name. All I know is that her name is San Mao." ZuoWeiYang smiled kindly at the monk." I don't know... "Is there a problem with Master?"

After such a close conversation, she realized that the monk's eyes were very dark. He probably lived in the most beautiful place in the Kang District since he was young. His eyes were filled with the purest blue sky and white clouds, and his ears were filled with the purest sounds of Brahma. That was why he had such dark and bright eyes. After leaving this place, he could no longer find such bright and dark eyes.

The monk did not say anything and smiled at her. His lowered eyes were as calm as water.

"It's nothing. It's very beautiful. It's like... "The color of the Gesang Flower."

ZuoWeiYang was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was just a compliment without any emotion. He lowered his head and smiled." Thank you."

The monk lowered his head and gestured for him to leave.

At the same time, the female tour guide who had been there for such a long time suddenly ran over. ZuoWeiYang had originally wanted to go look for her, but now, happened to meet her. However, before she could step forward, she saw the female guide suddenly stop when she brushed past the young monk. She then bowed to him with great respect.

The footsteps that were about to move forward suddenly stopped. What was the identity of this seemingly young monk who was able to make everyone present worship so respectfully?

When she was puzzled, the female guide finally walked towards her and apologized," I'm really sorry. I suddenly had a stomachache... Sigh, but what did JiacuoKanBu tell you just now? JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu Usually, they rarely talk to people."

ZuoWeiYang still didn' t know what she was talking about, so she repeated in a puzzled voice:

"JiacuoKanBu?"

Was that monk called JiacuoKanBu?

"That's right, JiacuoKanBu." The female tour guide nodded her head seriously before slapping her head." Aiya, look at me. How do you know anything JiacuoKanBu It was like this. JiacuoKanBu was the title of abbot and abbot of Tibetan Buddhism. It was equivalent to the abbot of a Buddhist temple in the Han Dynasty. The monks who could serve as JiacuoKanBu were all high monks who knew the classics. JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu was originally a loving and intelligent lama. During the Jokhang Dharma Assembly, he had established five major theories as his sect during the Buddhist debates in the Three Great Monastery. He had not obtained his degree from La Ranbaxy and had become a JiacuoKanBu at a young age. However JiacuoKanBu although JiacuoKanBu was young, he was calm and profound like a living Buddha. Usually, he would come and go in the temple like an ordinary monk. Many tourists treated JiacuoKanBu as an ordinary monk, but when they came forward, they would not be able to ask anything. "You're really lucky to have spoken to JiacuoKanBu JiacuoKanBu."

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