Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

"Recently, there are a lot of troubles, so I come to listen to the lectures to calm my mind." Yuan Xingzu explained.

Yang Xiaobao nodded, expressing his understanding.

These Rinpoches, in fact, tell others that they are basically chicken soup for the soul based on the Buddhist understanding of life.

But a lot of people just like to hear that stuff.

Even those who are rich are no exception.

Yuan Xingzu sensed the atmosphere at the scene and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Old Yuan, do you know this young man?"

The middle-aged man asked Yuan Xingzu.

Yuan Xingzu nodded.

"This young man is so impolite that he dares to come here to make trouble. Isn't he looking for a fight?"

Xia Chuxia, who was standing next to him, immediately said: "It's not like this, okay? Little Treasure just came to attend the class and said he would pay tuition."

Then she explained the matter briefly.

Yuan Xingzu looked at Patso Rinpoche.

Batso Rinpoche sighed and said, "President Yuan, they are not here to attend lectures."

"Oh?" Yuan Xingzu said with a smile, "Xiaobao, what are you doing here?"

Yang Xiaobao said with a smile: "Of course I'm attending the lectures, what are you doing here if you don't attend the lectures?"

"Since you are attending the class, then go in."

As Yuan Xingzu said, he turned and looked at Patso Rinpoche: "Master, for my sake, let them go in and listen. I will collect the fee for this session."

"Old Yuan, you..."

The middle-aged man looked a little unhappy.

But Yuan Xingzu waved his hand and looked at Patso Rinpoche: "Master, what do you think?"

Batso Rinpoche sighed and said, "Okay, since Mr. Yuan has said it, let's go in."

As he spoke, he stepped out of the way.

Yang Xiaobao and Liu Qiaoyun just walked into the villa.

Seeing this scene, Xia Chuxia hurriedly followed in.

There are still a few people in the villa.

Judging from the temperament exuding from them, these people must be some upper-class people.

There was even a girl, Yang Xiaobao looked very familiar, as if she had seen her before.

Yang Xiaobao thought for a while, and suddenly realized that this girl is a star who often appears on some variety shows.

They all looked at Yang Xiaobao suspiciously.

Yang Xiaobao and Liu Qiaoyun looked generous and nodded to everyone present.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started," Patso Rinpoche said.

Yang Xiaobao saw Batso Rinpoche sitting cross-legged on a futon in the middle of the living room.

The rest sat cross-legged on the floor, forming a half circle around Rinpoche.

Yang Xiaobao, Liu Qiaoyun and Xia Chuxia also found a seat to sit down.

Batso Rinpoche began to talk about Buddhism slowly.

Yang Xiaobao listened for a while, and sent out this Batso Rinpoche, there is still something.

Through his narration, it can be seen that he is quite proficient in Buddhism.

He also knows how to deal with practical problems of people through Buddhism.

Yang Xiaobao saw that Liu Qiaoyun was sitting cross-legged, he was engrossed in listening, his eyes stayed on Batso Rinpoche, and he nodded from time to time.

It seems to be what Batso Rinpoche said, and I very much agree with it.

On the other hand, Yang Xiaobao didn't have any more thoughts about these words.

Great principles are great principles, sometimes they can solve people's confusion, and sometimes they are helpless in the face of people's predicament.

Yang Xiaobao only believes in one truth, that is, to do things right, and to face difficulties to solve them.

It's that simple.

Xia Chuxia seemed not interested in Batso Rinpoche's words, she yawned and kept looking back and forth.

Yang Xiaobao took this opportunity to observe the scene in the villa again.

The last time they had been here, there was nothing suspicious in the hall.

Yang Xiaobao became interested in upstairs.

He wanted to go upstairs and have a look.

But now it is really impolite to sneak upstairs while Patso Rinpoche is giving a lecture.

Yang Xiaobao looked around the room, and then focused on Batso Rinpoche.

Today is Yang Xiaobao's first real observation of this person.

Batso is between 50 and 60 years old.

His face gives people the feeling of a wise man, and even the wrinkles on his face make people feel very wise.

But Yang Xiaobao always felt that under the surface of this Bacuo, there was another face.

This is someone who hides deeply.

Under Yang Xiaobao's watchful eyes, Batso Rinpoche still kept his expression on, and spoke the Dharma kindly.

Finally, when Batso Rinpoche paused for a while, the middle-aged man who almost had a fight with Yang Xiaobao just now raised his hand and said:

"Master, let's take a break, I'm going to the bathroom."

The rest of the people also echoed.

Batso Rinpoche chuckled and nodded, "Okay then, since that's the case, let's take a rest."

Yang Xiaobao saw the middle-aged man standing up immediately and walking towards the bathroom.

Yang Xiaobao also stood up and said, "I'm a little impatient and I can't hold it in any longer. Are there any other toilets?"

"There are upstairs, you can go." Yuan Xingzu said quickly.

Yang Xiaobao nodded, and ran upstairs without waiting for Batso Rinpoche to say anything to the others.

He ran to the second floor, observed it, and found that there were doors to three rooms upstairs.

The doors are tightly closed, I don't know which one is the bathroom.

After Yang Xiaobao came upstairs, he suddenly felt something different.

He could feel the atmosphere on the second floor, which was different from downstairs.

Although this feeling was very weak, Yang Xiaobao still felt it very sensitively.

To be specific, there is a sense of oppression in the air.

This feeling is weak.

Yang Xiaobao walked towards the first door, knocked on it, and pushed the door open to enter.

It was empty inside, and there was nothing.

He pushed the door open and went into the second room, only to find that there was nothing but a bed just like the first room.

The third door opens, and inside is the bathroom.

Yang Xiaobao went to the bathroom for a while, thought for a while, and then walked to the third floor.

Since the oppressive feeling is not from the second floor, it is from the third floor.

Yang Xiaobao tiptoed to the third floor, obviously feeling that the sense of oppression became stronger.

There are two rooms on the third floor, both of which are tightly closed.

Yang Xiaobao now firmly believes that this sense of oppression must have come from a certain room.

Just when Yang Xiaobao was about to push open a door, he heard a cough behind him.

"Cough, Mr. Yang, the bathroom is on the second floor, how did you get to the third floor?"

It was none other than Batso Rinpoche who spoke.

Yang Xiaobao turned around, said with a smile: "I just want to see the decoration layout here."

"This is the room I live in. It's not very convenient for outsiders to visit. It's embarrassing." Batso Rinpoche said lightly.