Meng Gantang opened his mouth and dropped a blockbuster on us, telling us: The temple currently in existence is actually the legendary Sangli Temple built by Guru Padmasambhava and invited Dakinis. This is the destination we are looking for on this trip-endless sea!
Everyone looked at her in shock, unable to turn their heads.
I immediately sneered and said, "Huh, Meng Gantang, you fucking think of us as fools? Before you lie, please find a decent cause! This monastery was built by yourself, how could it be that legend? Where is the temple in China?"
Meng Gantang stared at me angrily, and said, "What are you rushing! This temple is built by me, but it is indeed the legendary Sangli Temple."
"The Sangli Temple was said to have been built on the Yarlung Zangbo River by the Dakinis using the Dharma. It is a temple floating on the water. However, this is only a version of Tibetan legends, true Has anyone seen Sangli Temple?"
Uncle Huang snorted coldly: "No one has seen it! Haven't you let you talk nonsense?"
Meng Gantang ignored him, and then told me: She probably started ten years ago. For some reason, she went to Tibet to find this legendary temple floating on water. During the period, I visited countless monks who practiced in the temple and local people, but found nothing.
Until one night, when she was sitting on the Yarlung Zangbo River floating with a boat, she suddenly saw a looming huge building complex appearing on the surface of the river.
So she hurriedly greeted the boatman, and loudly told him to dock the boat by the temple!
The boatman's reaction was very strange. It seemed that he couldn't see the huge and majestic temple. He spoke a half-baked Chinese and said, strangely, how can there be any buildings in the sky above the river
Meng Gantang knew something was weird when he heard it.
But when the ship is about to pass by the huge building complex in the water, where can I take care of other things? With a strong attitude, the boatman asked the boatman to pull the boat aside.
According to her that day, the bright moon was in the sky, and the thin atmosphere of the plateau made the entire Yarlung Zangbo River look like a quietly flowing Milky Way, but the ship was parked next to the building complex, and she still couldn't let her see the specific situation. It seems that there is a layer of black smoke in front of him, and I only feel that there is a ghostly atmosphere here, like the legendary capital city.
Seeing that she was about to disembark on the cold river, the boatman thought she had encountered a demon swimming on the river, blinded by the demon, and kindly tried to persuade her.
She told me truthfully, that she was also a little bit distressed at the time.
This situation has never been encountered before. Could it be that I was really deceived by the devil in the boat's mouth
However, now that it has been encountered. This building complex is so weird, maybe it is the legendary Sangli Temple? Even if there is a possibility of one in ten thousand, I have to go in and explore, there is no reason to give up halfway.
So, she thanked the boatman for his kindness, and insisted on getting off the boat without hitting Nanshan or looking back.
However, she left a little more thoughtful, and asked the boatman to take out the long lifeline from the cabin, and wrap it firmly around her waist, with her heart settled. Boasting that there is this rope as the base, even if it is really a ghost here, it can still be alive!
Immediately, she greeted the boatman, and agreed that as long as she pulled the rope three times, the boatman would drag her back to the boat. Everything was ready, and there was no more worries at the moment, Meng Gantang jumped to the black mist-shrouded'shore' with his hands on the boat board.
As soon as he settled down, Meng Gantang heard the buildings in front of him, and there were many noisy voices, which were faint, like countless monks chanting incomprehensible Sanskrit scriptures, but also faintly like many men and women joyfully expressing love in them. The kind of panting and coquettish suffocating sound made.
(At this point, Meng Gantang was probably determined to make me and Wenfang completely finished. The red tasseled lips were close to my ears, parroting me a few times, the sound she heard at the time. Finally. , Still in my panic expression, quickly kissed my face.)
I looked at Wenfang with a cold air, and seeing her habitually raising her delicate eyebrows, a heart fell to the bottom, staring at Meng Gantang with grief and anger.
But at the same time, I was trying to figure out the voice she repeated. It was indeed as she described it. There was erosion in the ethereal, and it was uncomfortable.
Meng Gantang followed the direction of those sounds and walked for nearly ten minutes in one breath, but the building in front of him was delayed for a long time, like a phantom mirage, out of reach.
Meng Gantang noticed that something was wrong, and immediately stopped in place, turning his head and looking behind him.
Under this look, the whole person was immediately dumbfounded!
I saw that the'road' that I had walked before turned into a gorgeous, spacious Tibetan courtyard. There is still black mist around, but there are faintly many figures walking around, like ghosts and charms.
Meng Gantang seemed to be pouring his head down by a basin of cold water, standing on the spot with cold hands and feet. When he was at a loss, he heard a woman talking to her suddenly in his ear, and his face changed greatly when she was scared. Passing the neck, a ray of splendor appeared in the black mist for the first time... ... ..
It was a naked-body woman who was as white as fat, and her whole body seemed to be radiating a faint fluorescence. With her proud body, Meng Gantang, who had always been proud of it, couldn't help being embarrassed.
The long hair is high and curly, the blue eyes are shining, like clear sapphires, the swan neck is smooth, a string of white prayer beads hung on the chest, and the purple tassels fall to the ground, covering the two trembling balls of perfect butter.
Humans are very strange animals. After seeing this woman, even though she knew her origins were weird, the tension in Meng Gantang's heart disappeared. He looked at her sourly without speaking. Constantly in the bottom of my heart, comparing the bare-ass woman in front of her with her own, secretly wondering which place looks better than her? Which place is bigger than her
(When I heard this, the anger in my heart had long since disappeared, and I couldn't help but stare at her. I really can't figure out that this woman is not so different from a man. Why is there such a big gap in the thinking pattern in my head? If you let me go In her situation, a man who swaggered abruptly came out of her side. He slapped him without saying anything!)
Just as Meng Gantang's peculiar brain circuit made her mind drift to Java, the bare-bottomed woman next to her spoke to her again. The pronunciation is weird and it doesn't seem like Tibetan.
When Meng Gantang heard it at the time, he recovered and looked at her in surprise-this woman actually spoke Sanskrit, which is ancient Indian.
Fortunately, before Meng Gantang went to Xinjiang, he checked the deeds of Master Padmasambhava, and knew that he was an eminent monk from Tianzhu. He felt that he might be useful, so he made up for a while in Sanskrit in advance, barely able to understand what the woman said. .
This woman seems to be saying to her,'Come with me, I will take you to the Holy One'.
Meng Gantang was greatly confused, saint? Who is this woman talking about? No, I haven't figured out whether she is a human or a ghost. What is this place
"Oh, don't you go!"
Meng Gantang struggled for a few seconds, and found that the woman had curled up and twisted her big white ass and walked out seven or eight meters away. So she didn't have time to think about it, touched her waist, the rope was still there, and she was naturally confident, so she chased it in three steps and two steps.
The situation is still as weird as before, everything around is reckless, like looking at flowers in the mist, unable to see clearly, only the tall, blue-eyed exotic bare-ass beauty around him can see it really.
Meng Gantang stared at her all the way, grew courageous under curiosity, and gently touched her ass with her hand. It was soft and cool to the touch, like a ball of dough that could be pinched out of water.
Then she became weird-this woman seemed to be a living person! (End of this chapter)