The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

Early in the morning of the third day, before the sun had risen, the program team said to take everyone to a nearby monastery.

"Here, horses are still the main means of transportation." The host clapped his hands, "So every teacher will be assigned a horse, led by a guide, and have a glimpse of the grassland scenery. I hope everyone can have a relaxing and happy day !"

As he said, each guest is assigned a guide with a horse.

Yunji looked at the shy local girl behind him, "What's your name?"

The little girl smiled shyly, speaking a little unfamiliar Chinese, "Dawa."

It happened that Yunji knew this word, so he asked her very gently: "Does it mean 'moon'?"

Dawa nodded, and helped him onto a delicate white horse.

Yunji saw that she was a little nervous all the time, so he had nothing to say to her, "Is this horse yours?"

The little girl straddled behind him neatly, then nodded with a blushing face, "Yes."

When everyone got on their horses, they walked across the grassland and headed up the mountain.

Dawa slowly opened the conversation, telling Yunji that she is the daughter of the yurt owner, she is studying in middle school in the town, and the summer vacation will be in a month, and her father will take them to see the sea.

Except for Fu Qing, Yunji hadn't had much contact with the little girl.

He didn't know how to answer those innocent words, so he just listened quietly.

Dawa was much shorter than him, it was really difficult to hug Yunji and lead the horse.

Yunji could only sit as straight as possible to save the little girl some strength.

The young man with Cong Lie is Dawa's elder brother Dezhen.

On the way, he rolled off the horse, patted Cong Lie's feet, let him step on the stirrup, touched the horse's forehead twice, and said something into the horse's ear.

Seeing Dezhen get off his horse, Dawa quickly shouted a series of Tibetan words.

Dezhen also answered her a few words loudly.

The little girl looked very anxious, and the circles of her eyes were almost red.

Yunji turned his head and asked her, "What's the matter? Don't worry, just speak slowly."

Dawa was very aggrieved, "Abba told us not to allow guests to ride horses by themselves. My brother and I ride a horse and take someone with us."

"Huh?" Yunji encouraged her to continue.

"But Dezhen just said that the big brother can ride a horse. He doesn't care about him. He has to go and play with his classmates in advance." Dawa blinked, and big tears rolled down, "Abba said that if you get into trouble before the holiday, you can't go Look at the sea."

Yunji looked at the boy who had almost disappeared, and then turned to look at Cong Lie.

He is leading a tall pure black horse, and the hand holding the rein is very organized, it can be seen that he is not a novice.

Yunji called out to Cong Lie, "Do you want to ask the director what he means?"

After all, riding a horse is not an ordinary thing, and if something happens, it will be very troublesome.

"No, I can ride." Cong Lie bit a blade of grass that didn't know where it came from, "Someone is squeezing behind me, making me even more tired."

Yunji also didn't want to sell the little boy who slipped away.

It's not that he cares about Dezhen, he's afraid that Dawa won't be able to go to the beach.

The road before going up the mountain was flat and wide, and Liao Bingqiao's guide even took him for a short ride on horseback, and they were very happy.

After going up the mountain, Dawa knew that Yunji had seen the sea, and excitedly asked him what the sea breeze was like, and whether he had picked up any beautiful shells.

Yunji told her about the scenery along the seashore, and the little girl was giggling all the time, completely forgetting about her brother.

After entering the mountains, the sun is not so bright.

The horses went up the mountain road, and from time to time there were red-robed monks coming down the mountain.

There are many tall fir trees in a ring shape in the mountain, and there are occasional melodious chanting sounds below.

Yunji's heart gradually calmed down, and he asked out of curiosity: "Do all the monks here start worshiping Buddha since childhood?"

Dawa shook his head, "There are also academies here, some of whom have studied since childhood, and some like you who joined in the middle, and some."

"Like me?" Yunji smiled.

Dawa hugged his waist, leaned forward and stroked the horse's mane, "Like you, a very white and beautiful guest from afar, when he encounters troubles, he goes to the college to take the exam and finally stays in the monastery. There are many."

This was unexpected by Yunji.

He didn't ask Dawa why he felt troubled, but smiled softly, "A lot?"

"Yes," Dawa nodded, "We have a very famous Dorampa* who lived in Jingzhou when he was young. I heard from my father that he came once a year at the beginning and stayed at my house, but later argued that After passing the exam, it was very difficult, so he stayed here all year without being able to leave, and now he often lives in Kangcun*."

As she spoke, she grabbed the reins, turned the horse away from grazing, and seemed to scold it softly, very severely.

Yunji thought she was afraid that the horse would eat grass and waste time, so he told her, "It's okay, it's okay to let it eat for a while when it's hungry, we're not in a hurry."

Unlike the last dog-chasing itinerary, they had plenty of time this time.

"Impossible." Dawa was very serious, "A horse will go crazy if it eats this kind of grass, and it will throw people off. This horse is still young and rarely goes up the mountain. It doesn't know, but other horses know it."

Yunji thought of Cha Xiaoli, and patted the little white horse reassuringly, "It's still a child. I also have a very young child in my family who always eats messily."

Dawa also smiled, humble and proud, "It's very silly, but very obedient."

When you arrive at the gate of the temple, you have to dismount from your horse, and gathering together is like releasing a heavy responsibility.

He felt that being led to ride a horse was more tiring than walking, and his thighs and waist were a little sore.

But with so many people around, he was too embarrassed to beat his back, and just followed the large group quietly.

The guides took them to the turning corridor, the temperature gradually rose, and the air was filled with the smell of incense and burning plants.

Looking up at the big snow-white butter lamps that were half melted, Yunji couldn't tell what it was like, and his pace gradually slowed down.

"Uncle Su!" Dawa waved enthusiastically to a monk.

The man saw her and smiled at the crow's feet, "Dawa."

Dawa introduced to Yunji, "This is what I told you on the way here, Geshe Doranpa."

Yunji probably knew that this was a very high title in Buddhism, so he nodded and said, "Hello."

The eminent monk was very gentle, "The benefactor, are you from the mainland?"

When Yunji heard his accent, he was quite friendly, "I heard from Dawa that you are also from Jingzhou. How do you call yourself?"

"I don't need my common name," the eminent monk smiled, "you can call me Tenzin*."

Yunji and him walked slowly along the prayer corridor.

Tenzin was shaking a small prayer wheel, "You have something very serious on your mind."

The cameras were chasing after a few other people to take pictures. There were many people around, but somehow they gave Yunji peace of mind.

He lowered his head, noncommittal, "How did you come here?"

Tenzin stopped with a smile, without putting on airs, "Ordinary people see through the world of mortals, and nine out of ten are hurt by love."

Yunji turned his head to look at him.

Tenzin was very handsome, although he was a little older and wore a purple monk robe, but there was still a bit of flair between his brows.

"To live up to the Tathagata and to live up to the Qing, you must have heard of it." Tenzin looked down at the small beads on the prayer wheel, "People outside the mundane world can't think of a way to achieve both. Being in the mundane world, daily Day by day, I was entangled in parting from love and not being able to ask for it, and it was so hard that I couldn’t help it, so I went to read the scriptures.”

He laughed softly as he said, "I feel sleepy as soon as I read the scriptures. I have to find a way to persevere. I said go for the exam! After passing the exam one by one, I stayed."

Yunji didn't expect the story to go this way, so he laughed too, "Can anyone take the test? Can I take the test too?"

"Except for Tantra, you can take the test." Tenzin saw the camera gradually turning behind him, "But I see you, it probably hasn't happened yet."

As soon as he turned his head, Yunji saw Cong Lie holding a handful of fine incense and looking towards this side with a sullen face.

"Tenzin, aren't you a monk? You also watch variety shows?" Yunji shook his head and smiled.

"Amitabha, can't monks use CP?" Tenzin smiled slyly, "The poor monk just read scriptures and learned from the world, and it's not that the village doesn't have internet access."

Yunji laughed dumbfoundedly.

"But it doesn't matter." Tenzin put the prayer wheel into Yunji's hand, "If you really can't escape and you are determined to take refuge in my Buddha, come to me. I will definitely teach you all the experience of the exam."

Yunji lowered his head, the prayer wheel was very delicate, the brass wheel was inlaid with beautiful turquoise, exuding a faint scent of sandalwood.

"Yunji." Cong Lie walked over.

The stick of incense in his hand hadn't been lit yet, several of them had already been broken, and he was holding the branches tightly, as if it was a wish that had disappeared before it could be sent to the Buddha.

Yunji was slightly taken aback, and turned to look at him.

"It's almost time," Cong Lie looked at Tenzin without any awe, and then quickly looked at Yunji, "It's time for us to go back."

Tenzin also looked at Cong Lie and smiled lightly.

Sunlight leaked through the prayer wheel, reflecting his straight nose and mouth, and his eyes were compassionate, "Almsgiver, everything is illusory, all suffering is based on love."

"Thanks, I don't believe in Buddhism." Cong Lie grabbed Yunji's hand and hurried towards the outside of the temple.

The others left early and were already waiting at the station.

Dawa saw Yunji approaching and wanted to take his hand to help him get on the horse.

"I'll take him." Cong Lie said to Dawa: "It's uncomfortable for him to sit astride for a long time. I take him and he can sit sideways."

In fact, Dawa is too small, and it is really difficult to carry Yunji.

And along the way Cong Lie rode very well alone, Dawa believed that he could indeed ride.

But she was a little worried that her brother's black horse didn't know Yunji, "Then you guys ride the little white horse together, it's better."

Yunji looked at Cong Lie's body, and then at the white horse, quite embarrassed, "Can it move two men?"

Dawa nodded sharply, "It's very powerful! It stooped my parents and me."

Riding and stopping again and again, Yunji's back was so sore that he could barely sit up straight when he was being helped onto the horse.

"Lean on," Cong Lie supported his waist with one hand, and rubbed him lightly, "Relax, don't be tense."

Yunji's waist almost collapsed when he pressed him, and he frowned and whispered, "Stop rubbing, I don't need it."

"Okay, then you can relax a little bit and lean on me." Cong Lie saw that his hair was bristling with exhaustion, so he didn't confront him head-on.

"Grab the reins and look ahead." The mountain road was not so smooth, and the bumps and bumps made Yunji flustered.

The camera leg carrying the machine was quickly thrown off by Cong Lie.

He held the rein with one hand, and held Yunji's waist firmly with the other, "What did that monk tell you?"

"I didn't say anything, they just happen to be from Jingzhou." Yunji frowned, not wanting to discuss further with him.

"You..." Cong Lie seemed to change the words several times before finally asking: "Are you planning to come here again in the future?"

"Yes, isn't it nice here?" Yunji leaned forward slightly to reduce the weight on his waist.

"You..." Cong Lie hesitated for a long time, and said something inexplicable, "Don't you love meat?"

Yunji understood.

Cong Lie thought that he, like Tenzin, was about to become a monk.

He didn't think about it before, but let Cong Lie say this, it seems that there is really nothing wrong with moving here in the future.

Eating and living with these extraneous things, you will get used to it after a long time.

Yunji might really believe in gods and Buddhas.

If he hadn't been reborn.

He believes that there is good and evil in this world.

But even when he was dying in the most despair and helplessness, he never prayed to any gods and Buddhas to save him.

Because he thought that if there are really gods in this world, and if they can see his suffering clearly with the eyes of torches, but watch him being washed away by all kinds of pain, then it is probably because there are too many sufferings in the world, which are more difficult than him. There were too many serious and pressing ones, so that he died without a hand free to reach out to rescue him.

Therefore, the gods who could not even be moved by his death, did not count on Yunji.

Speaking of moving here, I'm probably just looking for a piece of tranquility.

It's not impossible to think about it after the matter of the Yun family and Han Hai is settled.

Cong Lie saw that Yunji didn't answer, and his hand holding the rein clenched his veins, "What did that bald donkey tell you just now!"

"What kind of place is this!" Yunji sneered, "Are you presumptuous here?"

He doesn't believe in Buddhism, but he doesn't want Cong Lie to be blamed for one or two false statements.

"If you don't tell me, I'm going to ask him now." Cong Lie pulled the rein slightly, and was about to turn around immediately.

Yunji sat on his side, not daring to move around, just took his hand to prevent him from turning the horse's head, "He said he has the materials for the Buddhist exam, and he can email them to me when the time comes, what are you going to ask! "

Cong Lie wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and said in a low and urgent voice, "Yunji, how dare you... If you dare to live on this mountain, I will scold all over the mountains and plains every day. I will scold whoever you give. I want to see See if you believe in the good Buddha, if you have the ability to strike me with lightning..."

Yunji couldn't bear to cover his mouth, and before he had time to scold Cong Lie's stinky mouth, his body suddenly jerked, almost throwing him off the horse.

The arms around his waist crushed him to death.

Yunji only had time to be at a loss for a moment, "Why..."

The well-behaved white horse suddenly went crazy, galloping all the way on the mountain road, jumping and raising its hooves.

Yunji instinctively turned around and hugged Cong Lie, and even heard him say "not afraid" in a low voice and hastily.

The white horse left the paved dirt road and jumped into the gravel-covered hillside.

Yunji was held back in his arms by Cong Lie, and he could only see the gray-green flashing in front of his eyes.

He could hear the program crew and Dawa shouting, the shouting was not far away, and it was very messy amidst the howling wind.

His body sank suddenly, Yunji knew something was going to happen.

Before he had time to think, Cong Lie had already jumped off the horse with him in his arms.

roll.

The sky and the earth are changing rapidly, and only a few fragments of sunlight remain in the field of vision.

Instead, time slowed down, like a prayer wheel turned upside down.

Yunji remembered that when the Cherokee rolled down the cliff, the surroundings were not surrounded by the smell of grass, trees and earth, but the smell of leather mixed with gasoline leaks.

The smell was lifeless, as if announcing the final burning of life.

At that time he was alone.

The speed of the fall is so fast, but time seems to be so slow.

Yunji even had time to regret the bunch of red roses he had carefully selected, which were finally scattered and broken in the collision.

This time Cherokee seemed to shrink into a cocoon, wrapping him with his hands, feet and back, blocking those rolling stones and branches in all directions.

It was not until a series of resistance finally made Yunji stop that his mind was able to emerge from the chaos with a glimmer of clarity.

No Cherokee.

Everything around is spinning, except Cong Lie.

Cong Lie was lying on his side on the ground, his hair and clothes were in a mess, and his back was against a thick tree trunk.

And he lay in Cong Lie's arms.

Cong Lie's hands seemed to be welded to his body and then snapped off abruptly, groping back and forth on his back and neck tremblingly.

"Did you fall? Is there any pain?" His widened eyes were rapidly red, swollen and bloodshot, and the tears that kept pouring out almost wiped Yunji's face.

The roar in his ears quieted down, and the dizziness gradually subsided, but Yunji still couldn't react for a while.

"Speak!" Cong Lie's voice, which had been insured for more than [-] million yuan, slammed, every syllable trembling, "Are you hurt?"

Frightened suddenly, Yunji woke up, and instinctively replied: "No, it doesn't hurt anywhere."

"That's fine," Cong Lie's eyes lost focus as he spoke, "That's fine."

Still maintaining the posture of protecting Yunji, his raised body fell back and fell heavily back to the ground.

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The author has something to say:

*Dorampa: Degree in Buddhism.

*Kang Village: monks' dormitory.

* Tenzin: Holding the law.

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