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54 kilometers southeast of Dege County at the junction of Sichuan and Tibet and Qinghai, at the foot of the majestic Osela Mountain, there is a small hill surrounded by mountains and 3,900 meters above sea level. On the mountain, stands a majestic and tall temple.

The red walls and tiles, the shining golden roof, and the fluttering prayer flags create an extraordinary momentum.

In the main hall of the temple, two monks in white robes are sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed and meditating. They are calm and relaxed. The whole hall is filled with the sound of chanting. One of the two monks is like the legendary eminent monk.

It's so fascinating, so otherworldly.

"Suolang, do you think it was a wrong choice for me to let Situ leave Dege?" The older monk, who should have been in his seventies, opened his eyes and looked at the Dege monks coming and going outside the hall.

asked in authentic Tibetan.

Another monk who was not very old did not speak, but looked at the older monk with a sad look on his face, because in this place called the Little Potala Palace by outsiders, this older monk looked like

He is worshiped by people like a Buddha.

"How can one have great wisdom without experiencing suffering? The important thing is that these are his father's last words." He suddenly opened his eyes, but they were full of divine light, which gave people an enlightening feeling. He is the true Buddha of Derge.

He is the Living Buddha of the Little Potala Palace...

In the old house of the Li family, Li Sansheng asked Erlong to clean up another room. After all, Xue Fan was a woman, and the old Guo family's old house had already been overthrown during the Cultural Revolution, but the old Li family didn't know

Why, no one was moved at that time. It seemed that someone above had spoken, and no one was allowed to touch the house.

But Situ, who was loved by everyone like a god, fell into the mortal world. At this time, he was cooking with Li Sansheng in the kitchen. Situ's meticulous way of chopping vegetables made Li Sansheng funny. Li Sansheng was very strange. A man who looked eighteen years old

A year-old child is only two or three years younger than himself, but his IQ is only ten years old. God never creates perfect people. Li Sansheng has been able to cook since he was a child. In the past, the old man cooked. When he was about the same age,

When I was young, I secretly learned from the old man, and gradually I became able to make some home-cooked dishes, but they tasted pretty good.

The old man still didn't wake up, which was beyond Li Sansheng's expectation. In his impression, the old man had never slept so extravagantly. He never slept for more than ten hours a day, and he never slept for more than an hour during the day. Since he came back,

It has been an hour now, but the old man still hasn't woken up.

When Li Sansheng started cooking, Situ Duan sat upright on the bench and kept adding ingredients to the bottom of the pot, muttering something. Li Sansheng found it interesting and asked, "Situ, what are you reading?"

"Third Brother, I'm reciting Om, Well, Ne, Ba, Mi, Hum." Situ turned his head, his hair was still and his eyes were shining with sapphire, and he replied, then he turned around and continued to add materials to the fire.

"The six-character mantra? It seems right." Li Sansheng said to himself, the six-character mantra, also known as the six-character mantra of the Ming Dynasty.

When the food was ready, Xue Fan and Er Long also packed up the room and put away all the things they bought. Nanfang kept walking around the old Li family's mansion, full of curiosity, and Li Sansheng was not too lazy.

I didn't pay attention to it, but the courtyard and the side hall at the back were already dilapidated because no one took care of them.

What once again surprised Erlong and Li Sansheng was that after the meal was served, Situ ran into the old man's room before the old man got up. Li Sansheng and Erlong saw something they had not dared to do since they were young. Situ shouted

"Grandpa, grandpa, it's time to get up and eat. You lazy guy has been sleeping for such a long time. He can sleep better than Situ."

"Well, Situ, don't pull grandpa, grandpa can get up on his own," the old man's calm and authoritative voice sounded.

Li Sansheng and Erlong outside stared. This was too courageous. If they had done this when they were children, they would have been beaten up by the old man. However, Situ was fine. This treatment, tsk tsk, made Li Sansheng suspicious.

, who is the real grandson?

With Situ's support, the old man was leaning on his crutch made of red sandalwood, with two dragons playing with beads engraved on it. When talking about this crutch, we have to mention Erlong. When he was a child, Erlong was particularly naughty and mischievous.

The blind man couldn't control it at all. Every time the old man swung the crutch, Erlong would obey. This is how the nickname Erlong came from.

Still stooped and stumbling, he walked out of the room step by step with Situ's support. When Li Sansheng saw the old man coming out, he called "grandpa" and quickly moved forward to help the old man. After Erlong called "grandpa," respectfully.

Standing respectfully in the hall, Xue Ban looked at the old man nervously, for fear that the old man would be dissatisfied with him, but Nanfang became uneasy for no reason, as if he had met a powerful opponent, watching every step the old man took, his

They were shocked to the bottom of their hearts. The strangeness in the south also fell into the eyes of Li Sansheng, Erlong and Situ. What surprised Li Sansheng and Erlong even more was that after Situ saw the strangeness in the south, his whole temperament changed instantly. How can I describe it?

, that is, the sky that had just been clear and calm suddenly became covered with dark clouds, as if a storm was coming.

Situ's sapphire-like eyes were fixed on the south. As long as there was the slightest movement in the south, it seemed that he would rush over. The atmosphere became strange and critical.

"Young man, relax, this is the Li family." The old man chuckled and said to Nanfang. His simple words resolved the atmosphere on the field, just like Tai Chi, moving a thousand pounds in four or two, and Nanfang smiled bitterly at what he had just done.

, the old man looked even more respectful.

After the guests of honor were seated, Erlong returned to his usual carefree look. He looked at the old man, smiled and took Xue Ban's arm and introduced, "Grandpa Li, this is my girlfriend."

"Grandpa," Xue Ban called out obediently. Even though she was a strong woman in the company, she always looked cold in front of her subordinates. She was used to the big world in Xi'an, but in front of this old man, she

I don't know why, I have no confidence at all.

The old man raised his head and looked at Erlong, then at Xue Ban. He was not as happy as Erlong imagined. There seemed to be a sigh in his eyes, "Well, she is a good girl."

Then he told Erlong, or ordered, "Erlong, be good to her."

Only Li Sansheng heard the strangeness in the old man's voice and thought quickly in his mind. The old man was never wrong. This was what he had always believed.

After eating, Erlong took Xue Ban to visit the village. Nanfang heard that there was an earthen city wall in the south of the village. Although there was only a little bit left, he said he would go and see it alone, and he didn't want to be a light bulb for Erlong and Xue Ban.

The old man sat under the old locust tree again, with his back against the old locust tree, holding a wine gourd, drinking Dukang old wine, smoking a puff of local cigarettes, and playing the erhu. But today there was one more person, Situ sitting cross-legged in front of him.

From the stone archway that was demolished during the Cultural Revolution at the entrance of the alley, the old man called Situ and recited the Tripitaka to his grandfather.

Situ, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone, smiled happily, looked at Li Sansheng and the old man and said, "Grandpa, today we have arrived at the Tantric Department of the Sutra Collection."

"We've all arrived at the Esoteric Cult Department," the old man asked with a smile. Situ nodded, and the old man signaled to start.

"So I heard that Bhagavan is currently staying in the vast Vajra Dharma Realm Palace blessed by the Tathagata. All Vajra holders are gathered together..."

Although Situ's voice is a little childish, it is very spiritual. The sun is setting in the west, and there is a dilapidated old house. Situ, who is wearing a white monk's robe and has long black hair, is bathing in the sunset passing through the old locust tree.

, just like the Daluo Jinxian, the light of the Buddha shone everywhere, and Li Sansheng was fascinated.

In an instant, I seemed to see what I was like when I was a child. My grandfather was still leaning against the old locust tree, drinking, smoking, playing the erhu, and shouting Qin opera. I was like Situ, sitting on a stone, reciting the "Tao Te Ching" and reciting

"Cai Gen Tan", so many years have passed in the blink of an eye, everything is still the same, except that grandpa has become as skinny as a stick, his body seems to be blown by the wind, and he has grown up.

In the past, I always felt that I was wronged and it was not easy. Now I think about how difficult it is for my grandfather. Who has the determination and ability to do it for twenty years? How much hardship does a person have to go through to raise himself up?

Li Sansheng changed into half-length trousers, and he didn't know if Situ was hot in those clothes. He sat on the floor in front of the old man like he did when he was a child.

Li Sansheng listened to the old man playing the erhu and roaring "Beat Dong Zhuo". On the other side, Situ was reciting the "Tripitaka". Li Sansheng listened quietly until the old man finished roaring the song, his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Sansheng, grandpa, tell you something?" The old man opened his eyes, took a sip of Dukang, looked at Li Sansheng and said.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Li Sansheng asked respectfully.

"If grandpa passes away one day, Situ will be left to you. This child, like you, had a hard life in the first half of his life, but he is destined to be an extraordinary person from birth. You have to take good care of him until one day he leaves on his own."

The old man looked at Li Sansheng very seriously, with his eyes fixed and bright.

"Grandpa, if Sansheng can eat with one mouthful, then Situ can eat with two mouths." Although Li Sansheng didn't know why his grandfather said this, he seemed to have entrusted Situ to him, and he didn't tell himself where Situ came from or what his background was.

"Situ, come here." The old man called to the god Situ. Situ jumped down from the stone with a bright smile, like a dragonfly touching water. He seemed powerless, but he exploded in an instant.

"Grandpa, isn't Situ's memorization bad? No wonder Lao Qinze doesn't want Situ anymore." Situ scratched his head and murmured with a pout.

"Situ's memorization is very good, but grandpa has something to tell Situ." The old man shook his head and said. After Situ heard this, he laughed happily again.

"Situ, from now on, if grandpa dies, your third brother will be your only relative. You have to protect grandpa from bad people and don't let bad people bully him, you know?" the old man said, stroking Situ's long hair with seriousness.

"Grandpa won't die. Situ will protect the third brother well. Whoever bullies the third brother, Situ will deal with him. Although Lao Qin won't let Situ hit anyone." Situ thought for a while and seemed to have made a big decision. Sure.

He nodded and said.

The old man got a satisfactory answer and nodded happily. Situ returned to the stone and continued to recite the Tripitaka. The old man took another sip of wine and continued to play the erhu, but he hummed "Wang Baochuan".
Chapter completed!