The strongest travel live broadcast

Chapter 419 Desert Forbidden City
At five o'clock in the morning, Luosang Chaogni got up on time according to his usual habits, meditated for half an hour, and kowtowed 36 times.

After he had breakfast, he immediately went to the gate of the temple to raise the national flag, and then returned to the temple to continue chanting.

The hall was deep and silent. Luosang Chaogni sat near the door, spread the scriptures written in both Mongolian and Tibetan languages ​​on the low table in front of him, beat the drum, and swayed his body from side to side to recite the scriptures.

The deep and detailed sound of chanting sutras echoed continuously in the hall, only the butter lanterns dancing back and forth complemented each other.

Luosang Chaogani practiced alone for most of the year. Only during the puja from the [-]th to the [-]th of the sixth month of the lunar calendar every year, because a large number of believers came to pay homage to the Buddha, he would invite lamas from other temples to come. Chanting scriptures and receiving believers.

"There are few people in the desert. In the past, even during the puja, no more than 100 people went to the temple. However, in recent years, more and more tourists have entered the depths of the desert. Now thousands of people visit the Badain Jaran Temple every year. visit."

This is the most common sentence he says every time a tourist who comes here asks him.

Although Luosang Chaogni practiced in the depths of the desert, he also felt the changes of the times.

In my memory, there are 4 families of herdsmen scattered around the Badain Jaran Temple. A few years ago, they lived in adobe houses. In 2016, the government’s livelihood improvement project helped them build a brick house with red tiles and white walls for free, and installed Wind-solar hybrid power generation equipment and solar water heaters.

Today, while raising camels and mules, these four herdsmen also set up herds house entertainment. Most of the tourists they receive come to the Badain Jaran Temple, which is known as the "Desert Forbidden City".

From the noisy city to the quiet desert, and seeing a lama guarding an ancient temple in the desert alone, tourists will be surprised no matter where they come from.

Some tourists will get up early with him to chant scriptures, clean the temple, and let their minds relax while enjoying solitude.

Some people were curious about how he endured loneliness, Luosang Chaogni only said with a soft smile.

"I am not lonely, because the world is in my heart."

The temperature has cooled down today. Luosang Chaogni came to the temple before preparing to make lunch and planned to take a walk to exercise his body. After all, he sat for a long time in the morning and his legs were a little stiff.

"It's too old, it can't be done!"

After feeling a lot of emotion, I guessed that there would be no tourists if the weather is not good today. Luosang Chaogni came to the gate of the temple, but when he just stepped out, he heard a very charming voice from outside. , this voice always has an involuntary desire to calm down so that we can continue listening.

Lausanne Chaogni is no exception. Maybe everyone has different ideas. He has devoted himself to worshiping Buddha in this life, and he seems to feel that the sound contains a mysterious sense of Zen.

This voice was naturally made by Zhang Yang who met the immersive skill.

"Okay everyone, the place we are here now is the Badain Jaran Temple, which is also the last of the five unique ancient temples in the Badain Jaran Desert. The Qiquan and Xiuhu we saw just now can only be said to be the green leaves of this ancient temple.

This is the only temple in the hinterland of the Badain Jaran Desert. According to records, it should have been built in the Qianlong period, that is, in 1755 A.D., and because of the deep desert and the inaccessibility of people, it has always maintained its original appearance.

The temple is small in scale, covering an area of ​​only 273.7 hectares. It is a Chinese-style pavilion with two floors.

In its heyday, there were more than 60 lamas here, but in recent decades, only Uncle Lobsang Chaogni has supported the place.

The architectural structure of the Badain Jaran Temple is similar to other Tibetan Buddhist temples. The temple faces south and has a half-person-high wall outside. Outside the wall is the white pagoda standing next to us, which echoes the temple.temple
The temple rooms in the two cities are in the shape of pavilions, with square turrets, double eaves on the top of the mountain, two small windows on the front, and four small windows on each side.

But everyone, please don't look at this temple in the middle of the desert. It feels like it is inaccessible, but there are many incenses here. foreign visitor. "

After seeing the strange spring that kept gushing, Zhang Yang led He Xiaoman and the others slowly around the lake to the last stop - the ancient temple.

After he gave a general introduction to this ancient temple, he saw an old man wearing a monk's robe and looking very old coming out of the temple gate. In fact, this is really an old man. According to the information, it is In his 50s, it's hard to call someone a grandpa. Although he should be a grandpa at this age, he's not in his seventies or eighties.

It's just that the lama in front of me has lived alone for a long time, and because he lives in the depths of the desert, his face looks very old. It can almost be said that the ravine is deep, and the wrinkles on his face are like those carved on the statue. The lama is the same, but this lama looks peaceful and full of kindness, maybe it is the temperament cultivated by kneeling in front of the Buddha all the year round.

Lausanne Chaogni also looked curiously at the three tourists in front of him, especially the boy who listened to the voice and made him feel very comfortable and attractive. He had a handsome and angular face, which attracted countless readers He also couldn't help but praise him in his heart, what a handsome guy, and his body is straight, which keeps adding points to his temperament.

What a good boy!

The first time Zhang Yang saw this lama, he confirmed that it must be Uncle Luosang Chaogni, and hurriedly put his hands together and bowed respectfully to the lama. After seeing that the lama returned the same salute, he went forward to greet him enthusiastically.

"It's Uncle Lausanne Chaogni, right? The three of us are tourists, and I'm an anchor at the same time. I'm taking the liberty to interrupt you. Will you allow me to go in and shoot later? Don't worry, I'm just walking around the living area!"

It turned out to be an anchor, and I still know about such a profession created by the development of the times, Lausanne Chaogni, especially since it became famous here, there are an endless stream of tourists coming here every year, and many of them have the same or similar He has received several calls from professional personnel and reporters from TV stations. Of course, he will not refuse to shoot, anyway, as long as he does not disturb the Buddha in his heart.

"Yes, benefactor, haven't you eaten yet? I'm going to prepare lunch here, let's go together."

There were not many tourists today, and Luosang Chaogni was very fond of the young man in front of him. According to his thinking, this young man had a relationship with Buddha and him, and he wanted to invite him to have lunch for no reason.

Naturally, Zhang Yang readily agreed. This is not the society, and what hypocritical politeness is needed. Since the lama in front of him has already invited him to dinner, he is naturally sincere, and he will not refuse to have lunch in the temple.

(End of this chapter)