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A young lama monk stood up and approached us with a smile.Full of respect, Rush clasped his hands and bowed slightly, and the monk returned the salute.Rush said: "This is the new great lama of our monastery, named Po Ren Zheyang."

The lama looked to be no more than 20 years old, and he was a very sunny young man with a bald head.If he does not appear here, but which school he attends, I must think that he is a sports committee member who loves sports and has extraordinary boyish charm.He didn't give us the impression of the introverted and peaceful eminent monk, but he had a flamboyant youthful personality. When we saw him, we immediately blurted out two words: buddy.

Bo Renzheyang faced us, and Li Yang imitated Rush and put his hands together.Bo Renzheyang laughed and reached out to shake hands with us one by one.Rush said: "The Great Lama is very approachable and informal."

Bo Renzheyang's hands were thick and soft, like girls' hands.He finally held Liu Yan and smiled slightly: "Do you still know me?"

"Very familiar." Liu Yan said softly.

Rush said next to him: "Lama Borinda is the successor specially appointed by the master before leaving, and he is also a reincarnated Living Buddha."

Bo Renzhe said: "I don't remember too many things in my previous life. He once practiced in this temple. He met some people, read some books, and experienced some things." His tone was very flat, and he only said a few words Just sum up your life.

He saw Yang Shanshan: "The master once told me that if I see you and come back, I will show you something."

We looked at each other.Bo Renzheyang whispered to Rush, he is here.Rush turned away.

Lama Boren Zheyang took us out of the house, and he looked at the monks who gathered together to draw thangkas in the house and said: "Every plant, tree, and even rock and soil on this mountain are extremely sacred in our eyes. .Only when painting thangkas can the pigments be taken from the mountains. The colors of the pigments extracted from the mountains can keep their colors unfading for hundreds of years. It’s a pity that all of these will probably disappear.”

Li Yang couldn't hold back: "Grand Lama, you always say that you want to destroy or not exist. You clearly know that there will be such a result, why don't you think of a way to avoid it?"

Bo Renzheyang shook his head: "Everything was settled thousands of years ago. We are just moving towards that result step by step. How can we avoid it? I am also from the city. I grew up in Tianjin. I used to have a relationship with ordinary people. The same growth path. But when the Lama found me, I suddenly understood everything, what should happen will always happen.”

His eyes drifted to the dark blue night sky: "We people can understand reincarnation, and I am most worried about the villagers at the bottom of the mountain. If the mountain temple is destroyed one day, it will be a huge blow to them."

Yang Shanshan asked: "What is the master going to show me?"

Bo Renzheyang took us to a house and said quietly: "That is a very, very old fable."

Opening the door, it was pitch black inside. Bo Renzheyang picked up a butter lamp by the window and lit it.Little sparks lit up, and as the flames burned, our shadows dragged into the room.Walking into the house, Bo Renzheyang signaled to close the door.

This should be a scripture hall, with a large area, filled with piles of scriptures.Due to the invasion of the years, the pages of these scriptures have withered and yellowed, some are scattered and opened, and the Tibetan characters written in black paint are scattered all over them, so dense that they cannot be read.

There was an unpleasant smell in the room, a bit like a mixture of mutton and musty, and it was a bit pungent.

"This is the place where the Buddhist scriptures are stored, and you can only enter with the permission of the great lamas of the past." Bo Renzheyang walked in front holding a butter lamp, and we followed closely.Go around a few piles of scriptures and come to the wall.

He slowly raised the oil lamp and instantly illuminated the wall.We saw that there were several huge thangkas hanging on the entire wall, one next to the other, with bright colors and vivid characters, which had a strong visual impact.

I was dumbfounded. These paintings are not like traditional thangka techniques, but have a very clear sense of hierarchy, a strong sense of three-dimensionality and perspective, and the colors are so gorgeous that it makes people breathless. Reality and vicissitudes.

Bo Renzheyang walked to the first painting, and we saw that there was a naked monster painted on it.It has the body of a woman but the head of a cow.The woman's body looks like a young girl's at first glance, with fair and delicate skin and a slim figure, but the bull's head on it is very scary, the whole is black, the two horns are straight and erect, and the two small eyes are looking out of the screen, as if they can see through .The bull's head matched with the girl's body, one black and one white, the visual effect is very strange, especially the eyes of the bull, which is completely indescribable.

Under the faint firelight, the shadows of the few of us are projected onto the picture, making the painting subtle changes from bright to dark.Not only does it not affect the effect, but it gives it a kind of mystery and vicissitudes that are difficult to describe.

"This is?" Li Yang asked with a trembling voice.

Bo Renzhe said: "This is a series of thangkas hand-painted by the monks in the temple guided by the first great lama who built the temple at that time. It is an allegory of the temple for nearly a thousand years. The great lama had a dream when he was building the temple. He saw the future scene: the mountain collapsed, the temple was destroyed into a pile of rubble, and the crown of Lianhua Mountain fell from the sky. Guided by his dream, he led the monks to spend decades to carefully craft these thangkas, which tell the real secret of reincarnation."

He pointed to the monster with the head of a bull and a female body and said, "This monster was sent by the God of Destiny to warn the world..." He said a difficult Tibetan word, which we couldn't understand.Seeing our doubts, Bo Renzheyang said: "In a more understandable way, it is not a devil, it can even be said to be an angel. Its arrival is just to tell people a reality, that is the cruelty of reality! This The monster brought the secret to destroy the temple and the holy mountain. Thousands of years have passed, and the prophecy is finally coming true, and now, she appears!"

I felt chills all over my body, and my throat moved. **, a monster appeared?It was getting darker in the room, and our shadows dragged on the wall, wobbly.

"Then what?" I asked tremblingly.

"Nothing to do." Bo Renzheyang looked at us, and his eyes finally fell on Yang Shanshan.He raised the butter lamp to illuminate the wrist of the minotaur on the thangka.We can clearly see a butterfly tattooed there looming.

Yang Shanshan screamed "Ah" and took a few steps back, covering her face with her hands tightly.The girl looked at the minotaur on the thangka, her eyes widened, her facial features were almost distorted.

Li Yang and I hid aside in fright, looking at Yang Shanshan, the hairs on our backs stood on end.My head was soaked in cold sweat, fuck, Yang Shanshan is a minotaur?Isn't she Li Yang's cousin?How is this going?

Yang Shanshan sat down on the ground with her hands on the ground, her hair drooping deeply, sobbing softly, tears falling drop by drop.

It was quiet in the dark room, and no one spoke.She raised her head slowly and cried, "I'm not a monster, I didn't want to destroy the temple."

Bo Renzheyang walked over, put his hand lightly on the girl's head, and said softly, "Don't cry, it's not your fault."

Ghee lights only illuminate the two of them, like a silent stage play.Yang Shanshan sat on the ground and sobbed, while the monk held up the lamp with one hand and stroked the roof with the other. The lamp was dim and the scene was silent, like a projection of an ancient Thangka scene in reality.

"You are just a prophecy," Bo Renzhe said, "Your appearance only heralds the end of everything. This is not your fault. Although the knife can kill, the knife itself has no good or evil."

Yang Shanshan raised her head, and the girl wept uncontrollably: "Master, I didn't intend to destroy the temple."

Bo Renzheyang knelt down and helped her up.The girl lay in his arms, crying uncontrollably.Bo Renzheyang hugged her gently, looked at us, and handed the butter lamp to Li Yang: "Look at it first."

I watched the big girl throw herself into her arms, swallowed, coughed quickly, and put away my dirty thoughts.Damn, I even despise myself for being so wretched in this kind of atmosphere.

We continued to look at the thangka, and the following story was simple and easy to understand at a glance. Although there was some dream-like stream of consciousness, it did not hinder the understanding of the whole story.

This minotaur plays a character similar to the Sangmen star broom star, a character with a dark prophecy.Wherever she went, landslides and temples collapsed, countless people were crying, the world was dark, and everything turned into rubble like a rainstorm.

What caught my attention the most was an old lama and a young lama sitting cross-legged facing each other in a dim sutra hall.The background of the sutra hall is full of all kinds of weird shadows in a terrifying way.These black shadows swayed and reflected on the wall, some were like distorted women, some were like men kneeling and howling, and some were like souls being tortured.Every black shadow is thin and long, and some even spread to the ceiling.

The monks, one old and one young, were completely shrouded in the shadows of ghosts and ghosts, appearing to be very small.The two of them only lighted a butter lamp, and they talked about something when they met each other, seemingly completely unaware of the ghosts around them.The effect of the whole picture is really soul-stirring, I can hardly breathe, my heart seems to be filled with lead, and it keeps sinking.

"What are they talking about?" I said to myself.

"I'm talking about death." Liu Yan looked at this thangka with piercing eyes, and said suddenly.

I shivered for no reason, and got goosebumps all over my body.

"You, how do you know?" I asked.

Liu Yan walked up to the painting, stretched out her hand lightly, did not touch the painting, but tapped the young lama on it, and said in a trembling voice, "Because, this person is me!"

"Ah?!" Li Yang and I looked at each other.

Liu Yan slowly shed tears: "I remembered, my first life was this lama, this lama..."

Bo Renzheyang comforted Yang Shanshan, walked over, and said slowly: "It really is you, Junior Brother."

Liu Yan nodded with tears in her eyes: "Brother."

Bo Renzheyang saw that we were very confused, and he said: "A long, long time ago, the first lama who built the monastery wanted to choose a person with great courage and wisdom from among the monks to accomplish one thing. Entering the human world, reincarnation is endless, looking for the meaning of death and life. In the end, he chose two children as candidates, one is me, and the other is the younger brother."

Liu Yan nodded.

"The master finally chose the younger brother. He will enter reincarnation."

Li Yang frowned: "No, you are also reincarnated. Is there any difference between you?"

Bo Renzheyang nodded: "My reincarnation is not passed down from generation to generation. I only lived two lives. Thousands of years ago, I was a monk in the temple for one life, and now I am another life. And my mood remains the same, I’m still me. Junior brother is more complicated.”

Liu Yandao: "My reincarnation is almost passed down from generation to generation. I was reborn in order to win the house, and my mind is confused. When I entered the world of mortals, I could only experience the ups and downs, but could not escape from the world. I have seen the war of gunfire, witnessed the killing of bones like mountains, experienced I have risen from a high-rise building, and I have experienced the collapse of the building, and my family has been ransacked. I have been a billionaire, and I have also been a beggar all my life. I have drank wine and gnawed bark. I have been an emperor and a slave..."

"There are ups and downs in the world, there are intrigues, and those who are not brave can't pass through." Bo Renzheyang said: "Death is not terrible, what is terrible is living awake forever."

Liu Yan looked at the thangkas on the wall, and said leisurely: "Brother, I want to end this, can you help me?"

Bo Renzheyang pointed to the last Thangka, the piece of rubble and dust: "Back to the beginning of reincarnation."