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Chapter 661 An accident on the road

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    The first two types of people in the Potala Palace are the most, one is tourists, and the other is lamas and Tibetans. The former is for pure sightseeing and the latter is for pilgrimage.

    Lamas in red can be seen everywhere in front of the Potala Palace, sitting on the ground or reciting scriptures facing the Potala Palace with beads in their hands. There are also Tibetans praying devoutly in front of the palace. This is the place for lamas and Tibetans.  their holy place.

    But strictly speaking, although the current Potala Palace has no political color and is mainly religious, but because of the large number of tourists, the place has gradually become more or less commercialized, and the purity of Buddhism is slightly less pure.

    In Tibetan areas, the real big lamas and living Buddhas basically rarely appear from the Potala Palace, but in some remote lama temples, they only come to the Potala Palace at a few specific times every year to accept them.  worship of believers.

    Toyota overbearingly parked at one side, and the three got out of the car. Wang Xuanzhen put his hands in his pockets and strolled casually here. He belonged to Chunyou, but Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun bought a bottle of clean water to wash their hands, and then knelt down very reverently.  He fell to the ground, facing the direction of the Potala Palace, and bowed down.

    The two of them were really not here to join in the fun, one was an eminent monk in his previous life, the other was deeply favored by Buddhism, and he was really moved by the sight of the holy places in Tibetan areas. Afterwards, the two got up, folded their hands together and bowed down to pray again, and then called Wang Xuanzhen to drive on the road.

    Before the three returned to the car, there seemed to be a little commotion in front of the Potala Palace. Gradually, all the lamas and Tibetans in front of the palace rushed over. As for the tourists, they didn't know it, but they followed the crowd.  walked over.

    Potala Palace, a figure in white clothes like snow suddenly appeared in front of the gate of the palace, standing quietly, his eyes swept down, his eyes seemed to wipe out all living beings, without any emotion.

    "Shua" all the lamas and Tibetans in front of the gate suddenly bowed and saluted, and the sound of scripture recitation suddenly resounded through the square in front of the palace.

    They are worshiping, worshiping the woman in front of the palace gate.

    Xiang Que stood in front of the white-clothed figure with his hands behind his back and looked up at a distance of only a few tens of meters. It was a woman whose age was hard to tell. You could say she was in her early twenties because her skin seemed extremely delicate, or you could say  She was in her thirties, because her calm face seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes, she could be forty, and that calm and indifferent demeanor was definitely not something that a young woman could imitate.

    The woman's 33,000 troubles on the top of her head were a little red, she was wearing a snow-white monk's robe, a string of discolored Bodhi beads was wrapped around her left wrist, and she was holding a small white mink in her right hand.  The feet do not stir up dust.

    She walked out of the gate of the palace briskly, and came in front of everyone in the square. She didn't seem to be coming from the mortal world but like coming out of a fairyland. She got closer to Xiang Que and finally saw the woman's peerless face clearly. You have to use a sentence  To describe it in words, she seems to have come from the afterglow of the Great Snow Mountain. She can't bear to be profaned, she is too dusty!

    The woman in white suddenly raised her left hand lightly, and the worshiping lamas and Tibetans below raised their hands high and then slowly fell, bowing their heads and prostrating on the ground.

    Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun were taken aback at the same time. When the woman waved her hands, layers of thoughts were emitted from her hands and sprinkled forward, and all those who worshiped were covered with dots.

    "I know who she should be," Cao Shanjun said in a low voice.

    "You know?" Xiang Que asked in surprise.

    "Commonly known as a female Bodhisattva, it should be the guru in Tantric Buddhism." Cao Shanjun said in horror: "For many years, there has never been a great Bodhisattva in Buddhism. I didn't expect it to be a woman."

    Xiang Que frowned, and asked, "Let's explain it in an easy-to-understand way."

    "Great Bodhisattva, it must be the reincarnation of the ninth eminent monk. He has attained the Tao and is admired by thousands of people. He also does good deeds and accumulates virtues in the world. After nine generations of karma, he will become a Bodhisattva"

    Xiang Que raised his head and let out an ooh, then stared straight at him, staring at the other person. He was simply too curious, and wanted to take a closer look at the other person, but what he never thought was that the other person seemed to have something to do after staring at him.  Feeling that, his eyes "swish" and he glanced over, meeting Xiang Quezheng's eyes.

    Xiang Que suddenly felt a little dizzy, and he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it. At this time, what he didn't notice was that a look of surprise appeared on the face of the female Bodhisattva who was originally calm, and then when Xiang Que raised his head again,  The other party has turned his eyes away, but looked at Cao Shanjun.

    Seeing this, Cao Shanjun, who has always been quite good at talking about calf and maybe a little abnormal in spirit, folded his hands and nodded reverently, and murmured: "Namo Amitabha"

    Beads of sweat burst out on Xiang Que's forehead, and he said in a low voice: "Unfathomable, this woman's background must be very big."

    & nbsp; After a while, the female Bodhisattva in front of the Potala Palace quietly turned around and walked back to the palace, leaving only a white figure behind.  They are all discussing that short-lived woman who seems to be different from all the women in the world.

    Wang Xuanzhen ran over in a hurry, and said in a huff: "There are too many people, I didn't squeeze you so close, can you see what that woman looks like? I can see it a little bit blurry, but  This hazy feeling makes my thighs a little weak."

    Cao Shanjun frowned and said: "No blasphemy is allowed, that is a great Bodhisattva"

    Wang Xuanzhen blinked, and asked confusedly: "Bodhisattva? And where is Bodhisattva now?"

    "Buddhism is secretive, even if I explain it to you, you won't understand"

    Wang Xuanzhen suddenly said a little speechlessly: "No, there are women in Buddhism too? Shouldn't that be a nunnery?"

    "Buddha has sentient beings, why should men and women be divided"

    "As far as Guanshiyin Bodhisattva is concerned, he was a man before he came to China, but he became a woman after he came to China. Do you think there can be women in Buddhism?" Xiang Que said from the side.

    ? After leaving the Potala Palace, the three of them returned to the car and drove away from the Potala Palace. They did not set out on the road that day. They found a hotel near Lhasa and planned to rest for a day before leaving tomorrow.

    In the dead of night, the three of them fell asleep in their rooms.

    Near midnight, Cao Shanjun was sleeping soundly in his room, and no one could see that Taoist lights suddenly appeared on his body at this time, and the Buddha lights lingered outside his body for a long time.

    After a long time, a faint Buddhist voice suddenly floated out from the direction of the Potala Palace. No outsiders could hear it, but only Cao Shanjun, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to be raving in his dreams. The opening and closing of his lips were very similar to the Buddhist voice.  .

    At this time, Xiang Que in the next room suddenly woke up, turned his head and looked out the window blankly.

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