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Chapter 4 The Lost Buddhist Scriptures
Thinking that Tenzin Ngodup really returned to Sera Monastery and inherited the identity of abbot.
Lin Ran was both happy and a little confused: "What did Tenzin Ouzhu leave behind?"
However, this lost item would make him so angry that he would not eat. It must be an extremely important item.
He had stayed in the capital for more than ten years, and he left in a hurry, so there was a real possibility that he would leave things behind.
Since she is his friend, of course she has to help him.
The monk seemed a little hesitant, as if he didn't want to say it in public.
"Master, please come with me." Lin Ran also knew that this was not the place for chatting, and the surrounding customers looked at them curiously.
Knowing that the monk has a priceless Dzi bead, he must try his best to find it, which will make the search more difficult.
But in the lama's view, since the other party knew the identity of the abbot and refused to accept his dzi beads, his character was naturally trustworthy.
However, he was reluctant to part with the Buddha statue.
Lin Ran also noticed it and ordered the clerk to pack the Buddha statue and handed it to the monk: "Since you and I are destined, this Buddha statue will be given to you as a gift."
The monk looked very happy with the gift from Lin Ran.
"Master, let's go to the office and talk." Lin Ran smiled.
The monk immediately clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, if the abbot knew it was a gift from the donor, he would definitely be very happy."
Lin Ran nodded and asked him to follow him to the office.
Arriving at the office on the second floor, the monk's eyes looked a little nervous.
In the temple, there will be practitioners of various stages. Based on his age, he should be out to help the temple solve its troubles.
He looked very simple. Although he was wearing a shabby cassock, he was well groomed.
When I entered the office, I stood against the wall.
Lin Ranshun pointed to the seat next to him and said with a smile: "Master, please sit down. I have something to ask you."
"Amitabha, thank you benefactor."
Lin Ran asked: "Master, was Tenzin Ouzhu arranged for you to come to the capital?"
The monk nodded: "Exactly, 20 days ago, my brothers saw that the abbot was unwilling to eat, so they asked why. I learned that he had lost his Buddhist scriptures and might have left them in the capital, so I asked the abbot for special permission to go out and came to here."
20 days is definitely not enough to walk to the capital. It should be taken by means of transportation.
After such a long time, Lin Ran was also worried about his health and was about to get down to business.
The monk was the first to ask: "Donor, how did you learn about the abbot?"
"Didn't you say you were a monk from Sera Monastery?" Of course Lin Ran had a deep memory of the message left by his friend. He didn't have any agenda, he just valued love and justice and took his friend's words to heart.
He then briefly told how he and Tenzin Odup met.
After hearing this, the monk completely dropped his guard against him.
"It turns out that the donor is the great benevolent person mentioned by the abbot! Amitabha! Please accept the worship of this poor monk."
"Master, you are very polite." Lin Ran said: "Please tell me what trouble Tenzin Ouzhu encountered?"
"The donor didn't know something. When the abbot was practicing asceticism in the capital, the master once passed him a copy of the Huayan Sutra of Dafang Guangfo. He originally wanted to take it back to the temple and pass it on to the monks."
"Later, when I left the capital, I wonder if I left it in the rented house." The monk sighed.
"Since it was dropped in a rental house, have you gone to look for it?" Lin Ran recalled the scene that day.
Tenzin Odup was in such a hurry to leave that he might have left small items in the rental house.
"I've already been there. The landlord at the time didn't know anything about me when I asked him about it, and he seemed to dislike me for being an outsider." The monk was a little puzzled. Looking at his expression, the landlord seemed to think that he was here to extort money, and dismissed him without saying a few words. Kicked out.
Lin Ran thought to himself that there was a high possibility that the things were in the rental house.
He decided to help Tenzin Ngodup retrieve his Buddhist scriptures.
"Leave this matter to me." Lin Ran volunteered.
The monk was slightly stunned and said: "Donor, I haven't repaid you the kindness of giving the Buddha statue, and I ask you to help me again. I feel sorry for this poor monk."
"It's okay, Tenzin Ozu is my good friend."
When I was cleaning up my room some time ago, I remembered Tenzin Oju.
Maybe this is what is called telepathy.
He said to the monk: "Is there any way you can contact the abbot?"
According to the monk, the abbot had not eaten for a while. If the cultural relics were recovered but his body collapsed, Lin Ran would feel bad.
"There is a way! There is a phone in the nearby village. If there is a phone, you can contact the abbot."
There is a village at the foot of Sera Temple. This village is the main source of offerings to the temple, and they provide blessing services for it.
It's a bit like the relationship between Gexianshan and Xialin Village.
"Okay, master, please tell Master Tenzin Ouzhu, and Lin Ran will find a way to get the things back."
The monk nodded gratefully: "I will tell the abbot! Many thanks to Donor Lin!"
It has been half a month since he traveled abroad, and this was the first time he met someone like Lin Ran.
I thought to myself that it was no wonder that the abbot asked them to go down the mountain and interact with people more, instead of blindly studying Buddhism.
The secular world does not understand Buddhism, but they also have their own understanding of "Buddhist thought".
The world is full of surprises.
I finally saw it today!
"It's okay." Lin Ran then asked Tenzin Ouzhu where he once lived, and it turned out to be in Xiping Village.
Xiping Village is ten kilometers away from Panjiayuan. He used to walk from his residence to Panjiayuan every day with his things, looking for the right person. It was really an ascetic journey.
Now that he understood Xiping Village, Lin Ran immediately decided to go to Xiping Village to find out.
After taking a rickshaw, Lin Ran arrived at the entrance of Xiping Village.
The houses in the village are still mainly adobe houses.
Looking at the note in his hand, it was recorded that it was Tenzin Odup's former residence.
Knocked on the door of the house he once rented. From the outside, the house looked very dilapidated.
I knocked on the door several times, but there was no sound from inside.
Aren't you at home?
At this moment, an old woman came out of the small bungalow next door. She came over with a smile.
"Little brother, do you want to rent a house?" she asked with a smile. .
"No, grandma. I used to have a friend who lived here. He forgot something inside. Let me help him get it." Lin Ran asked politely.
Only then did the old woman see Lin Ran's face clearly, and asked with some surprise: "Aren't you a rag collector?"
Suddenly, his expression turned gloomy.
I thought someone was renting the house. The house had been vacant for a while and no one in the family needed it. I wanted to rent it out to make some extra money.
When he learned that the other party was not here to rent a house, his expression changed.
She looked at Lin Ran suspiciously: "I don't have anything here."
"Grandma, a monk must have lived here before. He dropped a Buddhist scripture in the house. Please help us find it." Lin Ran explained patiently.
But the old woman's face was full of disgust.
"No, let's go quickly." The old woman said impatiently.
Since the other party didn't want to rent a house, she didn't want to waste any more words, so she turned around and prepared to leave.
Lin Ran was not uncommon with people of this kind of power.
So, he smiled and said: "Grandma, if I rent a house, can you let me go in and take a look?"