Although I had previously discussed with the young lama Jiang Bai and other principals of Baiju Temple that when the weather gets warmer in May, we would join in salvaging the relics in Tianhu that sank in the era of Dharma destruction, especially the rare bronze Buddha statue, but Senior Brother As soon as the news came, our hearts couldn't help but believe in the horse's rein, and we became unrestrained. We just wanted to get out of the Tibetan area and return to a place we were familiar with.

Although Tibetan areas are nice, they are not so attractive compared to the relatives and friends I have missed for a long time.

After all, we are all ordinary people living in this mortal world, and we cannot escape from this rolling mortal world after all.

There were still about twenty days before the salvage appointment, and we were worried. Zamao Xiaodao asked me for my opinion. I thought about it and said that we started escaping in early December last year. Until now, half a year has passed. I am at home. I don’t know what the situation is like for the parents inside. I don’t even know whether they are in Qianyang or Jinping. I didn’t realize it in the past. Now that I think about it, the waves of longing for them have overwhelmed me one after another. .

I informed Zamao Xiaodao of my true intention, and he sighed and said no more.

I suddenly remembered that this good brother in front of me had listened to those words of a scheming man. For fear of causing trouble to his relatives at home, he had not returned home for seven or eight years, and it seemed that he did not even dare to make a phone call. I am talking to my family After losing contact for only half a year, I was already so worried that I couldn’t help but wonder how Zamao Xiaodao survived—could this be the real reason why he lingered in the flowers?

Trying to use physical pleasure to eliminate mental pain seems to be the same as taking drugs, but it is really not very useful.

We made a decision at noon that day and planned to leave the Tibetan area in the near future. So we said goodbye to Namkha Gyatso, who had always taken good care of us, and went to the pagoda to explain the reasons for this decision to the two adults, Duoduo and the tiger cat. , Little Demon Duoduo and Lord Tiger Cat both expressed their full agreement.

Of these two, one is afraid of chaos in the world, and a plain life is simply a chronic poison to her; as for the tiger cat, he is much more indifferent and free, but it is a pity that the adult is naughty and has been soaked in Longjing. Tea leaves and original Chacha melon seeds, where can they be supplied in Tibetan areas?

After drinking too much butter tea, the adult's temper became particularly irritable and irritated. Even the ghostly old woman dared to scold him.

We usually respect it for its timely rescue and outstanding achievements, that is, it doesn't fight back or scold it, but what happened to the ghost and the old lady? It turned out to be a dispute, and these two old guys were both dragons and phoenixes among men. The characters and the struggle simply shocked us all. The technique was extremely unsightly. In order to maintain the image of the two masters, we omitted and did not describe it.

Compared to the first two, Duoduo really couldn't bear to part with her godmother and asked us if we could stay and accompany the ghostly mother-in-law.

I nodded in agreement and said that if you want to stay, you can. We will come and see you after we have finished the work. However, Duoduo was confused again. Her little head was not full of ideas, even though she had been enlightened by the ghost and demon mother-in-law. , opening up wisdom, but most of this is limited to progress in spiritual practice. In terms of thinking, I am still just a child, so I worry about it with a frown.

That night when we spent the night at the pagoda, Granny Ghost asked a lot about Duoduo's homework. Little Lolita complained that she had a headache, but she was unambiguous. She sat cross-legged, standing in the air, and silently looked at the moonlight. Breathe in and out.

The ghost mother-in-law found us and said that she was ready to leave here? I nodded and said yes. The rumors about our affairs outside have almost passed, and it is time to reverse the case; and for the past six months, we have been on the run and being chased.

During the journey of killing, I didn't even have any contact with my relatives in my hometown. Now that the matter is over, I can't help but feel like returning home...

The ghostly old woman nodded and expressed her understanding, saying that there was no banquet in the world. She had long expected that such a day would come, but when it finally came, she was a little reluctant to leave it - her place had been deserted for many years, but during these days, it was quite...

It was the most lively time. She liked to be quiet by nature and devoted herself to worshiping Buddha. But for some reason, she enjoyed this atmosphere very much. Suddenly it was gone, and she couldn't help but feel very melancholy.

I comforted her and said that if she couldn't bear to part with Duoduo, just leave the little girl here and let her train her well.

What I said was a little unstable, and Granny Ghost also heard it. Forget it, Duoduo almost knew what I knew. All that was missing was time and a little chance;

Moreover, you still have the aura that Duoduo needs. This aura is the ginseng fruit you ate. All of you may not know it, but as ghosts and monsters, you can understand this aura, which is like a magnetic field.

The closer I am to you, the more likely I am to be saved, so following you is the most correct choice.

I didn't say much, I just held the withered hand of the ghost-witch grandma, which was like a bird's claw, and expressed my endless gratitude, saying that I would visit her often if I had time.

That night, Granny Gui Yao went to find Duo Duo who was practicing Qigong again. The two of them chatted most of the night, not knowing what to say.

Early the next morning, we set off, and Duoduo still clutched the locust tree sign, followed me closely, and said goodbye to the ghostly mother-in-law with tears in her eyes.

At the moment of departure, this extremely powerful mysterious mother-in-law was no longer a rare ghost demon master, but an ordinary old man who was like a child about to leave, with tears in his eyes, and kept waving until

We walked through the mountain pass and saw a stooped and thin figure in front of the pagoda, waving to us.

The road is long and arduous... Thinking of the sincere help that Granny Ghost Demon has given us these days, and looking at her lonely figure, I couldn't help but feel sad. I touched the locust wood sign on my chest and shed tears.

It flowed out unconsciously.

As Zamao Xiaodao said, I am not an emotional person. I can bleed, but rarely shed tears. However, I still couldn't help crying.

This is a powerful ghost and a poor mother-in-law. Everything she cares about has turned into dust and memories full of dirt over time and past events, even if that person was reincarnated and rebuilt, becoming a little lama.

Jiang Bai, but those emotions from back then were buried in a place that no one remembers, just like the years.

Time passes, things change and people change, and a hundred years of loneliness are just like me, Duoduo, and the little demon a hundred years later.

We left the pagoda and walked more than ten miles to the main road. In the distance, we saw a figure running, waving and shouting for Master.

I stopped and saw Mo Chi running over in a hurry, his face abnormally red.

He ran up to us and told us breathlessly that after learning that we were leaving, he ran to the highest mountain to look for us, for no other reason than to say goodbye. I laughed and said that I was in the south

Ka Gyatso’s family left some practice methods, which are in Chinese. If you have time, please read them carefully. There is no way we will come back in the future and have to test you...

Mo Chi raised a booklet in his hand, which contained my description of the Nine-Character Mantra and some Tibetan secret cultivation methods that I had obtained from the little lama Jiangbai. He said loudly that it was in his hand. He would definitely practice hard and never slack off.

, will never let down the training of the two masters.

After saying goodbye to Mo Chi, we went to Baiju Temple again. There were more tourists at this time of year. Fortunately, the monks at the door knew us and knew that those who hung out with the masters were all big shots, so they did not charge us for admission.

After entering the temple, I found out that the young lama Jiang Bai had gone to Shigatse, and he didn’t know what he was doing there. He looked very mysterious.

Master Panjue knew that we were about to leave and might not be able to assist in the excavation of the statues at Baiju Temple. He expressed his understanding and told us that the autonomous region government was very excited after receiving the news of the last exploration and had specially allocated funds and was ready to use them.

Modern equipment and a professional team are used to complete the excavation work, so don't worry about it.

He already knew our identities and affairs, and was more concerned about our departure from Tibet. He called the young monk Nima and asked him to bring a small saffron thangka and handed it to me, saying that this was

As a token, if you meet a lama or Tibetan who is close to Baiju Temple in the future, you can use this object to get help.

I took it and expressed my thanks.

After leaving Baiju Temple, we talked on the phone with Dong Zhongming in the county. Secretary Dong told us that since the rumors spread that the three elders of Maoshan were in our hands, a voice came out from the headquarters, saying that talents are rare, although

Due to Yang Zhixiu's face, the wanted order was not revoked, but the intensity of the relevant investigation began to slow down, and the pressure was not so pressing, so the senior brother proposed that we come back to ensure that our family and friends were safe, and we were also prepared to follow up.

Let's meet up to discuss how to clear our names.

We said we were going to leave soon, and Dong Zhongming said yes. He had already informed the driver, Lao Meng, that he could come to Tibet to pick us up at any time.

At the end of the conversation, Dong Zhongming suddenly asked me, do you know a person named "Xu Yingyu"?

I shook my head and said I don’t know, who is it? Dong Zhongming vaguely said that it was a big shot in the General Administration who cared about me very much, and the recent voices of sympathy from the higher-ups for us were also coming from him. He thought it was related, so he asked. I said

Oh, I really don’t know him.

We stayed one night in Gyantse, and then took the car of Lao Meng, the driver who took us to Tibet last time, and left Tibet. Looking at the high and vast mountains far away behind me, I couldn't help but feel a little empty. After leaving Tibet

, I was eager to return home, and I learned through Dong Zhongming that my parents were not in Qianyang, but had returned to the countryside of Jinping. So after a long journey, I returned to my hometown of Dadunzi Town one evening in late April.

Because of my sensitive identity, I was a little cautious and wandered around the edge of the town for a long time, not daring to get close. However, when I saw my mother’s somewhat rickety figure appearing in front of my house from a distance, my heart was melted in an instant.

It was shattered into pieces, and tears flowed freely.
Chapter completed!