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    When the time came, Wang Baoyu couldn't wait to remove the wax seal and opened the small box. He didn't take a closer look at the Bodhi Temple. He wanted to take a closer look at this Buddhist holy object.

    It was crystal clear and quite substantial in the palm of the hand. However, this relic was not as smooth as the one in the dream. Instead, it had a sweet smell. Wang Baoyu looked at it carefully for a long time and found nothing special, but there was something special about it.  The urge to eat.

    Wang Baoyu couldn't help but be curious, and put the relic into his mouth, wanting to feel some of the breath of this holy object. Well, it tasted good, sweet, and seemed to be sticky, like jelly beans.

    Suddenly, Wang Baoyu was stunned and spat out the relic on the table. There was a thud and the relic stuck to the table.

    What kind of relic is this? It is clearly a jelly bean. It circulated in Wang Baoyu's mouth. The red color fell off, revealing the crystal candy inside.

    Wang Baoyu wiped his mouth, and was so angry that he slapped the table and cursed: "Damn it, this thief abbot dared to deceive me, it's too much!"

    After being angry for a long time, Wang Baoyu remembered that the fat abbot seemed to have stuffed a note in the box. He didn't know what fart there was on it. He hoped it was a hint that he could find the real relic.

    He took out the piece of paper and unfolded it, only to see the line above: The eminent monk Huiwu only burned three relics, which are of ordinary quality and are of no use to you.

    Wang Baoyu felt annoyed again. Damn it, it turned out that the 108 relics in the Bodhi Temple were also deceiving people. The Buddhist niche contained colorful jelly beans. It was only because he was impatient and took the stick seriously when he saw it.

    There is a line of small words at the bottom of the fat abbot's note, which reads: If you want to save people, go to Tantric Buddhism, there must be a good cure.

    Wang Baoyu frowned and went to find Tantric Buddhism. Wouldn¡¯t that mean he also had to go to Tibet?  Can you believe what this crazy monk says?

    Wang Baoyu tore up the note, took Ruth and drove to Bodhi Temple in the provincial capital. He wanted to question the crazy monk face to face as to which of his words was true.

    What Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t expect was that in just one week, the place in front of the Bodhi Temple could be described as a deserted place.  Could it be that Bodhi Temple is suspected of fraud and has been rectified by relevant departments?

    Wang Baoyu asked someone to ask, but the result was dumbfounding.  It turned out that the monks of the Bodhi Temple took the 108 relics and went on a nationwide exhibition tour to save all sentient beings.  Alas, this fat abbot really fell into the eyes of money. It's a pity that I blindly wasted a week. The disappointment in my heart is self-evident.

    "When Wang Baoyu came back and calmed down his anger, he had to say that going to Tantric Buddhism to find a good cure still made him feel hopeful again.  That's fine, I'll just go to Tibet again to seek medical advice. It's been a year, and I don't know what Tao Ran's condition is now, so I can just go and see her again.

    Wang Baoyu told Feng Chunling about his idea of ??going to Tibet again. Feng Chunling sighed slightly. In her heart, she also thought that there was something wrong with Wang Baoyu's brain. However, knowing that she could not stop him, she had no choice but to agree.

    It was another crisp autumn day, and Wang Baoyu and Ruth drove all the way to Tibet.

    Having been here once, it was natural that they were familiar with the road. The brother and sister chatted all the way, driving through the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau with low white clouds and clear sky, and entered the familiar Lhasa again.

    This time we are not here for a trip, but for an important mission, to find medicine for Qian Meifeng.

    After settling in, Wang Baoyu and Ruth began to visit temples from house to house, asking the monks if they had any prescriptions for treating vegetative state. Even the old lama in the Potala Palace also asked them all.

    Wang Baoyu was greatly disappointed by the result. These monks shook their heads one after another, saying that there was no good way to deal with this kind of out-of-body disease.  Some people even said that people who suffer from this kind of disease must be guilty of serious sins and can only use the pain of illness to cleanse their karma in this life. When Wang Baoyu heard this, he was so angry that he almost started a fight with others.

    ??????????????? Some people suggested that they could ward off evil spirits and pray for good health, but Wang Baoyu naturally didn¡¯t believe it. Even though he was very wealthy, it was not appropriate to do this in the hospital.  As for those who said that Meifeng should be brought in to become a monk, he even disagreed, for fear that it would be too late to regret it if he freed Meifeng for good.

    After struggling for more than a week, Wang Baoyu felt physically and mentally exhausted and disheartened, so he had no choice but to prepare to go home. Before leaving, of course, he wanted to see Tao Ran, which was one of the purposes of this trip.

    Driving again to the Qiongri Temple, which seemed to be surrounded by white clouds, I saw a stream of people. Many people were worshiping all the way up the mountain. Compared with the desolate scene before, it was very different.

    Wang Baoyu could not stop being curious and asked a Tibetan what he was doing. The man said something that Wang Baoyu could not understand.

    It was hard to find a woman who could speak Chinese, the woman said with tears in her eyes: "There are enlightened Buddhists in the temple who sit in meditation for a year without eating or drinking. We all go to pay homage."

    Are they talking about Tao Ran?  I really didn¡¯t expect that Tao Ran could sit still for a year, which immediately made Wang Baoyu feel respected. It seems that although the world does not understand the path Tao Ran chose, it is not wrong. I dare to ask how many people in the world can accept the wishes of all people.  Worship?

    Wang Baoyu suddenly straightened up, feeling proud that he once had such a confidante. A hundred years later, he could also use the relationship to go through the back door, and maybe he could directly ascend to bliss.

    All the way to Qiongri Temple, after passing through the low temple gate, Wang Baoyu squeezed through the dense crowd and wanted to go straight to the stone room where Tao Ran retreated.  However, Wang Baoyu was surprised to find that the temple had a high wall built around the stone chamber.  Outside the high wall, hundreds of believers sit cross-legged and with their eyes closed. On the outside, there are countless faithful men and women, all of whom bow to the ground with devout faces and worship.

    Although there were many people, everyone consciously kept their mouths shut, and did not dare to make too much noise even when walking, for fear of disturbing the Buddha.

    "What's going on? Why were you stopped?" Wang Baoyu asked a little nun in red.

    "The abbot is afraid of affecting Master Tao Ran, so he doesn't allow visits." said the little nun.

    Since he is here, he must take a look at Tao Ran. After asking, Wang Baoyu found the abbot of Qiongri Temple, an old nun, in a palace.

    "Abbot, I want to see Master Jingran." Wang Baoyu said.

    The old abbot looked Wang Baoyu up and down and said, "Master Jingran has been meditating for a year, and her cultivation is breaking through. It's better not to disturb her."

    "I am her good friend and I came all the way. Do you remember? It was us who came with her last time." Wang Baoyu explained.
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