Yun Zhao’s ideal is very grand.
Because this is not his ideal, but the common wish of many people.
And these people are doing their best to realize their ideals.
Sun Guoxin was sitting next to the Mani pile. Under the blue sky, the colorful prayer flags were blown by the wind.
Using tsampa to write scriptures on stones will leave a line of white scriptures. However, such scriptures cannot withstand the wind and sun, but a rain or a wind can. Blow the scriptures away.
Sun Guoxin didn't care. The scriptures he wrote on the stone were his thoughts. Rainwater can wash away the traces left by tsampa, but the scriptures will enter the earth with the rain, making it The grass roots buried deep in the soil will sprout stronger in the coming year.
The wind can carry away the tsampa, but the scriptures will mix into the wind and travel to more distant places with the wind, bringing blessings to people far away.
So, what Sun Guoxin wrote was not the scriptures, but his thoughts...
Under the blue sky and white clouds, there was a lama in saffron robes, colorful prayer flags, and blooming prayer flags. Gesang flowers, green grass, as well as goshawks flying high in the sky, white sheep and brown cows on the grass... so beautiful.
A clear spring gurgled out from the grass. The water was as clear as rolling jade pulp. A pair of dark and clean hands intercepted a piece of jade pulp from the clear spring and hurriedly ran away. Go to Sun Guoxin and pour this handful of water into his alms bowl.
Then, this unkempt old shepherd stood in front of Sun Guoxin, who was prostrating himself.
Sun Guoxin reached out his hand and stroked his head and said, "You are a blessed one."
The old shepherd burst into tears, kissed Sun Guoxin's toes, and then turned around and left. Mani pile.
At this time, the young lama was still looking at the old shepherd for a long time, with warm and compassionate eyes.
“I want to relieve your suffering, I want to chant sutras here for forty-nine days, I want the princes here to relieve your suffering, and I want the jackals here to become kind.
My Buddha is compassionate..."
There is only one red lama under the sky!
He made a solemn vow that he would spend forty-nine days alone in the wilderness and chant sutras for the people of this land for forty-nine days. If he could fulfill this ambition, .
The prince on the grassland is willing to forgive those guilty shepherds...
Sun Guoxin, who was sitting on the edge of the Mani pile, watched the sunset and watched the bright moon rise and slowly close. Eye.
Four dark yellow light spots slowly approached Sun Guoxin.
Sun Guoxin opened his eyes with a smile, and a light yellow wolf cub jumped into his arms. There was also a tall female wolf lying quietly beside him.
Sun Guoxin took out a bag from under the she-wolf's belly and opened it, when the smell of milk hit his nostrils..
The little wolf jumped out of his arms immediately, raising its head and waiting for Sun Guoxin to feed it.
The bag was filled with milk balls. Sun Guoxin, who had not eaten for a day, threw two of them into his mouth. Seeing the helpless look on his face, he fed one into the little wolf's mouth.
“It’s impossible to go without food for forty-nine days and drink wind and dew.”
After eating a lot of dried milk, Sun Guoxin was no longer sluggish. He looked like a man, wrapped tightly in his cassock and fell into a deep sleep under the care of two wolves.
At dawn, the sun rose from the horizon again. Sun Guoxin smiled slightly, sat cross-legged and faced the rising sun and started another day of morning classes.
As for the two wolves, they have long since disappeared.
After the morning class, Sun Guoxin came to the spring and began to wash carefully.
He washed very slowly and carefully. Even though he had been sleeping in the open for forty-nine days, he still looked good and handsome.
He had to meet someone today, so he shaved his head again with a razor. Only when the light shone brightly did he stop with satisfaction, leaned over and looked at the reflection in the water, smiling slightly.
I rearranged my cassock and stood in the spring, looking down at the almost transparent fish playing in the water.
The process of cultivating Taoism is extremely boring, so he developed a method of observing small things to relieve loneliness.
Three horse heads appeared on the grassland, and three princes wearing golden crowns galloped from the direction of the sun.
Sun Guoxin still looked down at the small fish in the water.
"Master, why bother to ruin your practice for some sinners?"
One of the elderly Mongolian princes sighed and said: "We people will all die sooner or later. The Han people do not allow us to seek refuge with Jianzhou, and Jianzhou does not allow us to seek refuge with the Han people.
No matter who we seek refuge with, our final fate will be death.
Those sinners will think that we have taken refuge with the Han people. One party can survive, but no matter who we surrender to, we must rush to the front.
In the near future, the Living Buddha will see the Mongols appearing in the armies of the Han and Jianzhou people. They fought desperately with their compatriots, sacrificing their lives in vain, but they did not know why they were fighting.
Living Buddha, if your compassion and wisdom can resolve this contradiction, please tell me Sukraqin, we. We will build a golden temple to worship you forever, so that your voice can be heard throughout the grassland, and we will all obey."
Sun Guoxin continued to look down at the fish swimming in the water and sighed: "Look, the fish in the water. How happy they are, they don’t know that this spring will dry up in winter.
People, the further you think, the more painful it will be.
Your pain is. To keep what you have and to get more... This is the source of your pain.
The vegetation here is lush, the water is abundant, cattle and sheep can breed here, and you can live a prosperous life. What a pity!, this grassland is like this stream for small fish to you.
If a small fish wants to grow into a giant fish, a small stream is not enough. What it needs is the sea.
The Mongolian prince continued to caress his chest and salute: "Please tell me, living Buddha, where is the sea of the Mongols?" "
Sun Guoxin raised his head and showed a sunny smile, and said softly: "Your sea is in your heart. "
The young prince said: "In your heart?
Sun Guoxin nodded and said: "In your hearts, you are unwilling to give up this pasture. Then, this pasture will become your shackles. You have been rich for too long, and you have long since been rich." Forgot that a shepherd should have been born chasing water and grass.
The pasture belongs to the cattle and sheep, not to you. Even the cattle and sheep are just passers-by to every piece of grass here.
Remember, follow your heart and remember your ancestors. "
After Sun Guoxin finished speaking, he picked up his alms bowl and walked step by step in the direction where the three Mongolian princes came.
On the horizon, there are countless horses The heads appeared. These people who were supposed to be put into wooden boxes and abandoned by the Mongolian princes on the grassland were now free. They dismounted and stood on the grass. When Sun Guoxin came to their side, these herdsmen prostrated. Kissing his footprints affectionately on the ground
"Ouch"
A wolf howl came from the distance. On the sand dunes in the distance, two wolves, one big and one big, stood. One small.
After Sun Guoxin stopped and waved to the two wolves, he walked towards the team that had been waiting for him for a long time and got into the carriage without looking at the herdsmen lying on the ground.
p>"Old Sun, you still haven't persuaded these princes to surrender to me, Lantian, have you? "
A young lama in red waited for Sun Guoxin to enter the carriage and said impatiently.
Sun Guoxin groaned while lying on the soft cushion. He could even hear himself His spine was rattling, and when his body felt completely comfortable, he slowly said: "What's the rush? "
The young lama said: "How can we not be anxious? Gao Jie went crazy and summoned the soldiers of Lantian City to prepare for a decisive battle with Jiannu. "
Sun Guoxin said calmly: "That is Gao Jie's business. What we have to do will not reveal its merits until ten years later, so there is no rush. "
"Are we just walking aimlessly like this now?
Sun Guoxin looked at the young lama and said: "Zhang Xinliang, since you have become a lama, you should become a real lama. We are practicing, walking around the grasslands and visiting every herdsman. Pass on the Buddha's message to them so that they can gain liberation.
Measuring the earth with our feet is our job and our obligation as lamas. "
Zhang Xinliang touched his bald head and said unwillingly: "I don't plan to be a lama for the rest of my life, and I plan to marry a wife and have children. ”
Sun Guoxin smiled and said: “Believe me, I will wait until you truly enter Taoism.”, you will find that exploring the unknown, quietness and solitude is the paradise world, and your wife and children are just passing clouds and nothing. "
Zhang Xinliang shook his head repeatedly and said: "I still think it is better to marry a wife and have children. "
Sun Guoxin showed his white teeth and said with a smile: "I thought so too at the beginning. Now, I am a happy great lama. ”
When Zhang Xinliang heard this, his face was as dark as ink.
The carriage was very lively, not only Sun Guoxin’s two hundred followers, but also local herdsmen, and The prisoners who had just been rescued.
They gathered around Sun Guoxin's carriage, singing and dancing. Only the best riders dared to ride over Sun Guoxin's carriage and wrap the white hada around it.
Compared with these cheerful herdsmen, the three Mongolian princes looked bitter.
The living Buddha made it clear that he wanted to survive the war between the Han people and the Jianzhou people. , the only way they can choose is to leave.
No longer have their own fixed pasture, they need to wander on the grassland and Gobi with their tribe, just like all the darkest times on the grassland, chasing water and grass. Living there, wandering forever, never stopping.
So as to avoid the wild boar of the Han people and the fierce tiger of the Jianzhou people.
The two do not help each other and attack the Mongols. It is said to be the best choice, and only in this way can we wait until the Jianzhou people or the Han people win. Only then can the Mongols return to their hometown and surrender to a certain winner.
" Sukraqin, do you really want to leave and wander? ”
“Mag, do you want to lead your tribe to charge on behalf of the Jianzhou people, or do you want to lead your tribe to charge against the Jianzhou people?” "
"I don't help anyone. My people only fight for their own cattle and sheep. ”
“I think so too. We are a group of shepherds, a group of sheepdogs, and it is only right to chase our own cattle and sheep.” ”