real fake

"Bang Bang!!"

Just as they made contact, the two who had just rushed up flew out and fell to the ground.

Horrified!

This strength is too terrifying, right?

Long Dianliang's two men still wanted to get up, but the lama who made the move said sharply: "Just now I just taught you a little lesson, if you don't leave, none of you will be able to leave."

"We are from the Zhao family, do you insist on fighting against us?" Long Dianliang asked.

"No matter what family you are, if you disturb the Buddhist rules now, you have to get out."

"You..." Long Dianliang's face was livid, and he wanted to make a move, but he gave up in the end. He glanced at me unwillingly, and gave an order: "Withdraw!"

This is the Potala Palace, the old base camp of lamas, and it would be difficult for him to solve it based on the strength of these two lamas alone, not to mention that as long as this lama yells, dozens of lamas will rush over. how to spell?

The four of Long Dianliang climbed over the wall again and left. The two lamas came over, grabbed my hand, looked at the prayer beads on my left wrist, and asked, "Where did the benefactor come from?"

"An expert...sends...send it." After I finished speaking, I felt my eyes go dark, I couldn't hold it anymore, and passed out directly.

"Go and call the doctor, and I'll take this benefactor back to his room."

"it is good."

The two lamas acted immediately.

……

"How's the situation?"

Lying on the hospital bed, Long Dianhai asked the subordinate next to him.

"Crazy Li killed five people from Long Dianliang and ran into the Potala Palace, but Long Dianliang came out with his subordinates, do you want to arrest him?" the subordinate replied.

"Is Crazy Li dead?"

"I don't know, we can't enter the Potala Palace, and I don't know if Long Dianliang and the others have killed Crazy Li. Are you going to send someone to investigate the Potala Palace?"

"No." Long Dianhai shook his head again and again, "The Potala Palace is an existence that cannot be offended. Wherever the Dharma King Fozang goes, he will become a distinguished guest of every family. If he is annoyed, the Patriarch will kill me."

"We can send people from the city bureau to test it out. If some important criminals run in, we need to line up and check."

"That's fine." Long Dianhai nodded, "But remember, don't force yourself. The Potala Palace is a sacred existence in the hearts of Tibetans."

"I see." The subordinate immediately went to the side to make a phone call, and after the call, he came back and asked, "What about Long Dianliang's side?"

Long Dianhai was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Catch up for now, and wait until we find out whether Crazy Li is alive or dead. If Crazy Li is still alive, let Long Dianliang go. If Crazy Li dies, kill him." Long Dianliang."

"Yes!" The subordinate walked out.

About an hour later, the subordinate came back again, and when he walked in, he didn't dare to look at Long Dianhai at all.

"What's wrong?" Long Dianhai already sensed that something was wrong.

"The police were blocked at the entrance of the Potala Palace and were not allowed to enter. However, our people saw a lama calling a doctor. It seems that Crazy Li is still alive."

"Did Long Dianliang catch it?"

"He played a trick of the golden cicada to escape the shell, only caught his subordinates, but didn't catch him."

"A bunch of trash." Long Dianhai immediately cursed.

Chapter 1118 Obsession and letting go

When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed. This is a very simple room, the bed is also a hard board bed, the surrounding is very quiet, and occasionally I can hear the sound of birds.

I propped my body up with my hands and got up from the bed. My whole body felt like it was being torn apart, but it was bandaged up, and Chinese medicine was used.I got out of bed with difficulty, walked to the door, opened the door, and found that this is the backyard of the temple, the innermost courtyard. It is early morning, the sun has just risen from the east, and a lama I am familiar with is cleaning the yard with a broom .

It was the tall man I met at Pufa Temple in Shanghai, I didn't expect to see him here.I raised my hand to look at the beads on my wrist, it was still there, I thought it would be taken away by those lamas.What I didn't expect at all was that such a string of Buddhist beads actually saved my life, which I would never have thought of before.

And why did this lama give me a string of prayer beads before?Did he already know that I might have such a catastrophe?If this is the case, then this lama is predicting the future, which is really scary.

He seemed to have seen me, but he didn't stop, but continued to sweep the fallen leaves. It's already late autumn in October, and the leaves were already withered and yellow. With the breeze blowing, a large piece of leaves fell. place, fallen leaves appeared again.He doesn't care, he just keeps sweeping when the leaves fall. I think if we continue to sweep like this, we won't be able to finish sweeping in an autumn, maybe we can only wait until all the leaves fall.

Maybe it's once a day and once in the morning, and it doesn't matter if it's left behind at other times.But that lama just didn't do that, scanning over and over again.

"Master, when will it be enough to sweep like this?" I walked up slowly and asked.

"I just don't like these leaves." The lama replied.

"Eh... not pleasing to the eye?"

"It can also be said that these fallen leaves have always obstructed my eyes and become an obsession in my heart. If I can't finish sweeping them, the obsession in my heart is still there, lingering."

"But the leaves are all withered and yellow, and there are still so many on the tree. I keep sweeping and falling, so I can't do other things this day." I continued to argue.

"Then what else can I do? The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. In order to avoid future troubles, do I have to uproot the tree and save trouble? I don't like it, but there are always people who like it. What can I do? I Do we have to kill everyone who likes these trees?" The lama finally stopped and looked at me meaningfully.

"The master means that these leaves are my enemies, and these enemies are the obsessions in my heart?" I was stunned.

"That's right." Dharma King Fozang nodded, "When I was in Shanghai, I advised you to let go, but you said that the trees wanted to be quiet but the wind kept blowing, and others would not stop you. In fact, these people are like these fallen leaves. , you feel that they are in the way, and you want to keep cleaning them away. A person's energy is limited after all, and there are too many dead leaves. When you are cleaning all the time, you find that you can't finish cleaning at all. The more irritable I get, the more I have to clean it all up. Unfortunately, can you clean it up? You finished sweeping this year, and the leaves will grow again next year, and they will fall off again in autumn. Therefore, letting go properly is also a kind of state of mind. "

I froze, thinking about what I meant.The speed at which the enemies appear seems to grow faster, more and stronger than the leaves.The leaves also only fall when autumn arrives, while enemies appear throughout the year.I am always on guard against them and want to kill them all the time. Only then did I think that maybe it was the real leisure.However, enemies are like leaves, which cannot be removed at all. Pull out a tree, and there will be more trees outside, and even a bigger forest in the distance.

How much can I unplug?

I couldn't help asking myself this question in my heart. After a long time, I raised my head and asked, "Is this Buddhism?"

"No, it's just an attitude in dealing with things. Buddha exists in everyone's heart. It depends on how you think about it. The so-called Buddha is born from the heart. Think about it yourself." Master Fozang shook his head , threw the broom to me, I caught it, he turned and left, but left a sentence: "Try to sweep the fallen leaves first, don't be defeated by some leaves."

Looking at the broom in my hand, I thought for a while, then limped and started to clean the fallen leaves. Wherever the fallen leaves fell, I would go and sweep them, and sweep them in a pile. Before an hour had passed, I was exhausted and panicked. Yes, I was very upset.But I still persisted and continued for an hour. My sprained right ankle hurt unbearably, and my heart became more irritable. As soon as the wind blew, the leaves would fall. by that time.

After persisting for three hours, I found that I was about to collapse. I wanted to throw away the broom, and I wanted to cut down a few big trees in the yard. Rest in the shade, watch the leaves continue to fall, and cover the ground that was just cleaned with leaves.

The master finally appeared, came with food, sat next to me, handed me steamed buns, and two dishes, one tofu and one vegetable, he was eating too.I'm not polite anymore, I'm really hungry.

The master smiled and asked while eating: "Did it collapse?"

"I almost broke down." I nodded.

"The enemy is inexhaustible, and the obsession in your heart cannot be dissipated. One day, it will drive you to the point of collapse. And this obsession will not only make your obsession accumulate more and more deeply, but also damage your body. You How long do you think you can last? In fact, everything is caused by your own heart, and what you can't let go of is your own heart, so you can't let go of so many enemies."

"I see." I said sternly, "Thank you, master, for clarifying my doubts."

"I'm just the person who extradites, and the person who crosses the river is you. Whether you understand it or not, I can only cross here so that I can do it myself."

"By the way, I haven't asked for the name of the master yet."