"Sit and watch the clouds and wind turn, the sun and the moon are shining together; the gods are in the red dust, but the fans are pitiful?" Xuan Cang silently repeated the words of the holy monk.
And after listening so carefully, I finally got a little picture concept in my mind.
What this holy monk said should be a person sitting on a rock watching the sun rise and the moon set. Then I sighed at this red dust, and fascinated many poor people who were immersed in it!
I don't know if I understand it this way, but from that literal point of view, it doesn't seem like it is wrong.
"Xuan Cang..." I tried a little bit and pulled the hand Xuan Cang was holding me. I wanted to ask him, what the monk on the stone said was his evaluation of me or was he lamenting the world
Xuan Cang gently pulled my hand and motioned to me not to speak at this moment. Then he raised his head and pointed at the holy monk again: "I'm just going out to play this time, and I hope the holy monk can do more for protection! My husband and I don't want to get in trouble."
"Buddha predestined, Buddha predestined, Buddha said that it is predestined and not predestined, and why is there a predestined relationship? Donor! You should have encountered it, and avoidance is useless!" The monk sitting on the stone shook his head, hands on his chest. Namaste.
Slowly he raised his hand and got up from the stone. I looked up, thinking that this monk was about to come down from there!
I don't know if he is like Xuan Cang and the others, directly from the tall stone, flashing down like Xuan Cang, or like Ling Qing Taoist priests, falling from above with a very immortal style.
In order not to miss the wonderful moment, I raised my head but didn't even dare to blink my eyes.
But just after I looked up and waited for two minutes, a few black shadows suddenly appeared in the distance. Two of the black shadows carried two long things in their hands.
I don't know if it is a long bamboo pole or what.
I waited for those people to get closer before I could see clearly. They carried long things on their hands, not bamboo poles and other things, but long ladders as I had previously guessed.
"Um... They won't be..." I want to say, they won't take the ladder and pick up the holy monk on the stone, right
After I have experienced so many bizarre events, shouldn't the'holy monk' in Xuan Cang's mouth look like this
Maybe... They brought it for other purposes!
I comforted myself so much in my heart, knowing that I saw two lamas set the ladder carefully on the stone. Then climbed up from left to right, and the other two stood underneath, holding them tightly.
The two lamas who went up, supported the holy monk on the stone from left to right, carefully supported him, and climbed down the ladder from the stone.
"Uh..." Such a tall'holy monk' used such a'strange' to put down.
I think I have a new understanding of this supernatural and terrifying world.
For the first time, the person Xuan Cang admired in such awe, turned out to be a person who had his face down from a stone, and he needed two people to hold him, and he had to borrow a ladder!
In this situation, I don't want to say anything anymore.
Then Xuan Cang and I looked at the'holy monk', accompanied by the other four lamas, as if they appeared, and then slowly left and disappeared into our sight.
Xuan Cang and I returned to the guesthouse after the holy monk left.
This time Xuan Cang still carried me behind his back. He walked on the dark road without using any lights, but he didn't even stop at all.
I think... These ghosts and gods like to come out at night.
Perhaps it is because their vision will not be affected by the light at night!
In the daytime, their eyes are in front of the human line of sight, and there is no advantage, so they will choose the nocturnal way!
Xuan Cang finally carried me back to the homestay. When we returned, Ling Qing and Luciyao were sitting at the dinner table, ready to wait for us to come back for dinner.
As soon as Ling Qing saw us back, he immediately bounced from his chair. Like a dying fish, suddenly saw the water.
"Where did you go all night? Why didn't you say a word?" Lucia was quite dissatisfied, watching Xuan Cang carry me into the house.
Turned around and picked up the chopsticks in front of him, his face was frozen, very unhappy.
I’m sorry to have people waiting for us for dinner. Facing Lucia's face, she had to apologize with the smiling face. "I'm sorry! I kept you waiting for a long time! Eat quickly when you are hungry!"
I took Xuan Cang and sat down in the two empty places left by Luciyao and Ling Qing.
In my impression, Xuan Cang didn't need to eat. I just don't know why, this time when we go out, he will stay with us every time we eat.
The owner of the homestay is an old man in his sixties, with dark and thin skin, but he doesn't feel bad. When I look at people, my eyes are always slightly closed, with a kind smile.
"Come back! Let's start eating!" Although the old man is very old, it is rare for the older generation to understand Chinese.
"Thank you! Hard work!" I looked up and smiled gratefully at the old man.
The old man nodded kindly, turned around and went inside again to bring us a hot meal.
Most of the food in Tibet is meat, and many of them are dishes that I can't name. Rarely can you see green vegetables in the yellow-orange-orange meat dishes.
It is estimated that for the people here, the vegetables are more precious than meat!
"Eh! I said the old man... Now that science and technology are so advanced, it shouldn't be difficult for you to eat green vegetables here! Why this table..." Ling Qing is not a vegetarian at first, but he can look at the table full of meat. , He will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, he is still a Taoist practitioner, so he can just eat whatever he wants on weekdays. But for the practice of only eating meat every day, he is still a little unacceptable!
"You can't eat things that violate the laws of nature! You can't eat the vegetables outside!" The old man shook his head with a surprisingly firm attitude.
It seems to have made up his mind whether he will buy us vegetables for cooking.
I'm not a vegetarian, and I didn't feel much about eating meat from this table for the first meal here. Just thinking that in the next few days, I can only eat meat, it is indeed a bit nauseous.
But the old man refused to cooperate, so we had to go out to figure out a solution and get some light vegetables to eat!
"Alright! Ling Qing! If you have enough to eat, it's not bad, eat it!" I stretched out my hand and put a piece of meat for Ling Qing and placed it in his bowl.
Ling Qing originally wanted to say something, looked down at the meat in the bowl, moved the corner of his mouth, and finally fell silent.
This meal, except that Lucy Yao was happily eating, I can still barely accept it.