Xu Hong looked at his colleagues and came to Qianba and Sangmu.
Everyone looked at Qiangba and Sangmu, especially the believers.
Most of these believers are Jambas, and only a few are minor nobles.
Although there are more people among the small nobles than the big and middle nobles, there are fewer people than Chaba.
The middle and high nobles are either lamas themselves or worship lamas.
Lamas are not like the monks of the Song Dynasty. To become a monk, they must cut off all contact with the mortal world, and some can even get married and have children.
For example, Jia Luo is not only the king of Dharma, but also the right prime minister and has children.
His daughter married the deceased Zampu Songyu, and his grandson is the future Zampu of Qingtang Tubo.
The minor aristocrats are just minor aristocrats, unlike the middle aristocrats and the great aristocrats whose families have great businesses and have special stewards to look after them.
Due to their poor family background, the small nobles had to take care of family affairs themselves, and naturally had no energy to do lama affairs.
This is true for small nobles, not to mention common people like Chaba.
Apart from farming, when they have extra time, they shake the prayer wheels. If they have more time, they come to the temple to spin larger prayer wheels and donate merit.
Qiangba said to Sangmu: "It seems that Jebu is no Rinpoche. He is obviously afraid of death."
"Bah," Sam spat, stamped his feet, cried bitterly at the sound transmitting weapon, and said, "Since Jeb is afraid of death, why would he skin and kill our children to make magic?" Tool?"
"Bah," Jianba also spat fiercely in the direction of Jeb, and said bitterly to the sound transmitting weapon, "The military master is right, Jeb is actually a devil, a liar, and a beast. Into the eighteenth level of hell.”
"Awo, what should I do with this prayer wheel?" Sam looked at the prayer wheel in his hand and hesitated for a moment.
Qiangba looked at the prayer wheel in his hand and sighed heavily: "We have spent twenty years and half a life's savings on this prayer wheel. We never expected that not only did it not bring good luck, And it also costs the lives of our only son and daughter. What's the use of holding a prayer wheel like this."
When Sangmu waited for the screams of the female believers, Qianba slammed the prayer wheel to the ground.
After all, the prayer wheel was made of fine copper. It fell to the ground with a thud, but it was not broken.
"Ah Wo, you have spent twenty years of hard work on this prayer wheel. Just throw it away." Sam picked it up from the ground with heartache, wiped it with his hand, and said heartbrokenly.
Hearing this, Jianba wiped the tears from his eyes and sobbed: "No matter how good the prayer wheel is, it can't save the lives of our children, and no matter how pious and kind-hearted, it can't stop Jeb's viciousness; in this case, What else is that prayer wheel for?”
Qiangba spent half his life to buy prayer wheels in order to believe in Buddhism. He also took the lives of his children in the temple to believe in Buddhism, which made him feel that life had lost any meaning.
If the security team hadn't given him an attractive future and given him new hope, he would have definitely committed suicide and followed his children.
"Ah Wo, it's not my idea, but after all, it cost you half your life. Let's put these prayer wheels away and never use them again." Sam cried while wiping the soil on the prayer wheels. Sobbing.
She didn't want to use a prayer wheel, but after all, this prayer wheel was more expensive than their house, and it was their most precious possession.
Awo was willing to let go, but she was reluctant to let go.
Jamba looked at the prayer wheel in Sam's hand and said contemptuously: "Jeb is a liar, and the prayer wheel is also a liar. Well, I will never use this prayer wheel in the future."
He was so sad. This prayer wheel reminded him of his only lovely son and daughter, who died at the hands of a lama.
"Liar, liar." After hearing this, Sam chanted and raised the prayer wheel in his hand, about to throw it to the ground.
Seeing that this woman, Sang Mu, was about to throw down the prayer wheel, almost all the women immediately screamed.
Hearing the scream, Sam may have been frightened, so he slowly put the prayer wheel in his hand.
While sobbing, Sam said: "Awo, I feel like I can see the beauty and centrality of this pair of prayer wheels. I also want to use this prayer wheel, but I feel that if I think of its beauty and centrality, Come on, take it out and take a look."
Qiangba understood Sangmu's thoughts, and his beauty might be the same as Yangla's.
More importantly, this pair of prayer wheels is too expensive. It is more expensive than the house and is the most valuable possession in their family.
"Well, I know what you mean. The prayer wheel is the most precious family property, so you can't bear to part with it. Don't worry, Zhaojiazhuang will let us live a good life." When he said this, he looked at the person holding the sound transmission method. Xu Hong of Qi.
Xu Hong nodded and said to Qiangba: "Qiangba, don't worry, the security team has made arrangements for you and Sang Mu."
Xu Hong certainly hopes that Sang Mu will think of it. After all, for Chaba, it is the most precious family property.
From this point of view, although Sam hated this liar-like prayer wheel, he was extremely frugal and a diligent and thrifty woman.
Although the security team said that the future was very bright, poverty limited her resemblance.
After all, Sang Mu is a bad guy. He has never seen the Zhaojiazhuang workshop. He has only been in contact with the security team. Of course, he doesn't know anything about the Zhaojiazhuang workshop.
It was most normal for Sang Mu to behave like this, and Xu Hong felt relieved when he thought of this.
Although Xu Hong was relieved, Jeb was not.
When Jeb heard this, his expression changed drastically.
But when he took a closer look, he later understood the reason.
These two are none other than the parents whose children were skinned and made into magical instruments.
This can't be blamed on Lao Ne, I can only blame you for your bad luck. You committed evil in your previous life, so you were chosen by Buddha, Jeb thought of these things.
After Qiangba and Sang Mu finished speaking, they couldn't help but cry while holding each other's hands.
Xu Hong rubbed his red eyes and came to another believer.
He looked at the prayer wheel in the believer's hand and asked with a smile: "Do you think Jebu is a devil, a liar, and a beast? Or is he just Khenpo Rinpoche?"
This Chaba named Wei Se was looking at Qianba and his wife wholeheartedly, but he didn't expect Xu Hong to come in front of him.
Looking at the sound transmitting instrument in Xu Hong's hand, he felt a lot of pressure.
Now everyone, including believers and lamas, are looking at him.
Jianba said that Jebu was a devil, a liar, and a beast. That was because Jianba's children died at the hands of the lamas in the temple.
Both he and Qianba were poor middle peasants, but they didn't have this kind of pain.
More importantly, he has been a Buddhist for many years.
He was about the same age as Qiangba and had been coming to Nanzhao Temple to offer incense for almost thirty years.
Thirty years have allowed him to have full contact with Nanzhao Temple for most of his life.
He recalled every detail. Since he was five years old, his father had taken him to Nanzhao Temple to offer incense. Turn the prayer wheel.
Wei Se is so familiar with Nanzhao Temple. He is already very familiar with the location of every plant and tree.
If there is a home at home, Nanzhao Temple has almost become Wei Se's second home.
Since it is a home, it has feelings.
This feeling has been accumulated over time, and has lasted for thirty years.
It was really difficult for him to say something bad about a relationship that had been cultivated over thirty years.
He felt something was blocked in his throat, and all the words were blocked here, making it difficult for him to speak for a while.
Xu Hong saw his hesitant look and knew what he was thinking.
These Tubo people are devout people and have great faith in Lamas, to the point of falling into disbelief.
After decades of belief, Lamaism has formed a Buddha image in their hearts.
What Xu Hong wants to do is to completely overthrow the Buddha statue in the hearts of these believers from the bottom of his heart.
It is much more difficult to knock down the Buddha statue in the hearts of believers than to knock it down in the temple.
The Buddha statues in the temple can be knocked down with a wooden stick if one is determined to do so.
Even if it cannot be pushed down, it can still be smashed to pieces with wooden sticks or the like.
But the Buddha statue of the believer is invisible and has been preserved in the believer's heart for many years.
Believers' deep dependence on their hearts can be said to have reached an unforgettable level.
For example, the love between a boy and a girl is unforgettable, and they can even die for each other.
Nowadays, these believers have almost reached this level of dependence on the Buddha image in their hearts.
Xu Hong had learned what the little sage said about the Tubo people, and of course he knew the status of Lamaism among the Tubo people.
The Tubo people are extremely devout to Lamaism, and have reached the point of being prostrated.
Xu Hong was trying to cut off the bad relationship between the Tibetans and Lamaism. Of course, it was very difficult.
How difficult it is, it's equivalent to tearing apart a boy and girl in love.
Although this approach is of course extremely cruel, he must continue to do it.
The key thing is that today is the best opportunity, and there will never be this opportunity again in the future.
The Yasheng Mencius once said, Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go there.
Xu Hong was thinking this in his mind while looking at Wei Se with bright eyes.
Wei Se's expression twitched, looking at Xu Hong's eyes, and turned his head away.
It was a dilemma, and he didn't know how to answer it.
Since he didn't know how to answer, he simply chose to escape.
Xu Hong did not expect that Wei Se would choose to escape.
When Wei Se didn't answer, the believers were relieved, the lama was also relieved, and Jebu was even more relieved, but he still felt unsatisfied.
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum", the six-character mantra was read louder in Jeb's mouth.
Jeb's eyes lit up, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
Jeb suddenly sat like a bell, his lips slightly parted, but there was no opening or closing, nor could he see the rise and fall of his breathing.
He seemed to be a huge subwoofer, roaring out Om...Mah...Mi...Hum...from his body.
What this is is a sutra chanting technique called "Vajra Chanting", which is also the legendary Buddhist lion's roar.
Of course Jebu's Lion's Roar is not the kind of martial arts in later generations of martial arts that can break people's heart, but a method of chanting sutras and practicing from Tianzhu.
Jebu uses the Dantian to pronounce (abdominal breathing), which requires the lips and teeth not to move, and the tongue to flick the pronunciation. The head resonates, and the body and mind are in concentration while chanting, so it is not wrong to call it Qigong.
Suddenly Jeb made a buzzing sound. The frequency of the sound was very low, but it seemed to have a high pressure.
Hearing this sound, even believers standing dozens of steps away can feel the compelling sound waves coming towards them.
Wei Se, who was only a dozen steps away from Jeb, was even more severely shocked.
Hearing Jebu's lion roar, Wei Se suddenly felt shocked.
He clearly remembered that when he was a child, he went insane once and was taken to Nanzhao Temple by his father.
At that time, Jebu was chanting sutras, and he happened to hear Jebu roaring like a lion, which made him obsessed with Nanzhao Temple.
But this lion's roar is very energetic, and you won't use this skill unless it is absolutely necessary.
This is Jeb's last resort, the only way he can survive.
It was precisely because he had the unique lion's roar of Nanzhao Temple that Jebu defeated other masters, and finally won the favor of the previous Khenpo, inherited his mantle, and became the current Khenpo.
It was because of the lion's roar that believers, including Vise, recognized Jebu as Rinpoche.
Now at this critical moment, in order to keep his position, Jeb used his unique skill of lion roar.
Hearing this lion's roar, Weese felt like he was back when he was a child and heard Jeb reciting sutras.
"Rinpoche," Weese opened his mouth to say this.
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