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Chapter 4 God-making movement?The mission of my hometown!
After seeing the person clearly, the village chief froze on the spot!
But he quickly changed to an excited tone: "Lord Living Buddha! You are here!"
The monk in front of them is none other than the abbot of Sera Monastery, and he is also the living Buddha in their mouth!
Tenzin Ouzhu smiled and said: "I know your village has some special rules, but saving people is more important. I believe you won't mind, right?"
As a loyal believer of Tibetan Buddhism, how could the village chief have any objection to the Living Buddha?
He quickly said: "Of course I don't mind. I'll invite you here, Master Living Buddha."
Lin Ran was left alone.
Tenzin Ouzhu smiled and said: "This is the one who wants to treat the disease, you should invite him."
"Mr. Lin, please come this way!" The village chief received the instruction and his attitude towards Lin Ran immediately became polite.
Of course Lin Ran would not put on airs and entered the bedroom with the medicine.
Seeing that the young man lying on the bed was already showing symptoms of convulsions, he was thankful that he came back in time.
Immediately open the medicine, take out the pills and give them to the young man.
The villagers originally had objections, but after seeing Tenzin Ouzhu, they immediately knelt down and shouted: "Lord Living Buddha, please save my son!"
Tenzin Ouzhu waved his hand: "Amitabha, Almsgiver Lin has already given a helping hand. We can just wait and see what happens."
He believed in Lin Ran very much.
When he learned that his friend was trapped in Xuewei Village, he also offered to help.
Generally, after a living Buddha accepts a position, he will not come down from the mountain again unless there are special circumstances.
Tenzin Odup's explanation to the temple was that he had to go down the mountain to save the people. Although it was a small village, for the vast and sparsely populated Tibetan area, more than 20 young people could not afford the price.
Therefore, he also got permission from the temple.
When he came to the foot of the mountain, he hired a truck driver who usually transported vegetables and sent him to the grassland.
The young man who had been twitching and foaming at the mouth just now had his symptoms finally relieved after taking medicine.
Sweating continued on his head, and then, although he was still unconscious, he muttered: "Water, water..."
His parents also immediately leaned over and scooped a bowl of water for him to drink.
After drinking the water, he opened his eyes.
After several people communicated in the local language, his parents knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Ran.
Lin Ran couldn't bear this kind of thank you, so he quickly helped them up and said: "Saving people is a matter of course, you don't have to be so polite."
Tenzin Ouzhu had a happy smile on his face, he had indeed seen the right person!
Donor Lin, your original intention has not changed!
The village chief was stunned that such a small pill could save people.
The witch doctor in their village boiled various medicinal herbs but could not save other people's lives.
This is the power of technology. For backward and ignorant villages, it is of course as magical as magic.
After explaining how to use the medicine, Lin Ran and the village chief went to other villagers' homes to distribute the medicine.
A disaster caused by ticks has finally been alleviated!
The village chief warmly invited Lin Ran and Tenzin Ouzhu to visit his home, and also called Liu Jingfeng and others.
Now they are no longer strangers, but honored guests, not because they saved the village, but because they are friends with the Living Buddha.
The power of faith does not change with a few words.
Now that the living Buddha has come forward, they will certainly not pursue the matter of getting close to the holy pagoda!
However, Lin Ran was not satisfied with this and said: "Village Chief, have you ever thought that the existence of the Holy Tower has actually harmed you?"
"It's extremely ridiculous." The village chief was a little angry. Even if the Living Buddha was here, they didn't want their faith to be slandered.
Tenzin Ozu acted as the intermediary and said: "Amitabha, Donor Lin might as well speak clearly to avoid misunderstanding."
Lin Ran clasped his hands together and said, "Village Chief, I think the legend about the mountain god in your village should have only been spread in recent decades."
The village chief was stunned and immediately denied it: "That's nonsense. Our faith has existed for at least a thousand years."
"Really?" Lin Ran asked, "But your explanation of the mountain god is a bit vague."
He raised his own doubts. Generally, the beliefs of villages will be made into totems in order to strengthen people's impressions.
As for their so-called mountain god, there is neither a written description nor a totem image. It is completely like a make-up lie.
The village chief was a little angry and said bluntly: "Mr. Lin, please don't slander us."
"Village chief, the holy tower is just a mausoleum. It is not a place to suppress evil spirits at all. The person buried inside is just a noble." Lin Ran said, "I don't want to challenge your beliefs, I just want to tell you that in fact, your The mission has been accomplished long ago.”
This was something Lin Ran only thought of after Huang Hao reminded him.
This village is the descendant of the soldiers who were placed nearby to protect the tomb.
Initially, they remembered their mission.
But with the demise of Tubo or other dynasties, fortunately, this place was not affected by the war.
But as generations left, the loyalty to the original dynasty also disappeared.
The mountain god's beliefs are made up just to keep young people here.
Especially some time ago, the campaign to destroy the Four Olds spread to Tibetan areas, and they did not dare to openly resist. At that time, the young people had the idea of leaving.
So, someone made up this legend.
In fact, their only belief is still Tibetan Buddhism.
The village chief was frightened by Lin Ran's reasoning ability and quickly put his wife and children away.
"Mr. Lin, how did you know?"
As expected, Lin Ran sighed. After the recent Buddha-turning operation, many people had become shaken.
In the books of later generations, a large number of god-creating actions were recorded.
Most of them are for their own interests, and a few are for the inheritance of the village!
Xuewei Village is one of them.
"Village Chief, haven't you ever thought about moving to live under the mountain? Is guarding the holy tower more important than the future of the tribe?" Lin Ran asked loudly.
Tenzin Ozu was also looking at him with a smile, as if waiting for his answer.
The village chief hesitated for a while and finally said: "Mr. Lin, Lord Living Buddha, you are actually right, we should look forward."
"As you said, the mountain god was a story made up by the former village chief. He asked us to protect the holy tower. However, as the younger generation studies outside, their sense of belonging to the holy tower is getting weaker and weaker."
"That's why we keep emphasizing this matter. But through this illness, I also understand."
"The future of the tribe is more important than guarding the graves of our deceased friends. I have decided to accept your opinion!"