Vol 3 Chapter 55: Eliminate

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Gu Xiaojun lowered his voice and said: "The town of Yier is adjacent to the Namco Lake. It is not on the traffic line. It is not uncommon for no tourists to settle, but there is not even a pilgrim passing by, is this wrong?"
Namtso is a sacred place for Tibetan Buddhism. Every spring and summer, a large number of believers go to pilgrimage from all directions, many of whom are devoted to piety all the way, and these asceticians will not pay attention to the transportation road. In their hearts, the ruggedness of their feet is their merits, and the naming mistake at the end of their sight is their home.
However, these ascetic people, when they reach the edge of the town, will bypass, will not cross, and will not stay here.
"Because the people in this small town are not Buddhists at all." Gu Xiaojun spoke softly, but his tone was very heavy.
Tibet ’s religious history has a long history, but it is not complicated. The combination of Bonism and Tibetan Buddhism from Tibet has become the current Tibetan Buddhism. Although Wen Leyang does not understand Tibet, he also knows that most Tibetans ’beliefs are pious. Whether it is the Potala Palace or Namtso Lake, it has become the spiritual sustenance of Tibetans and the destination of faith for more than a thousand years.
Gu Xiaojun continued: "This small town is close to Namtso Lake, but the people in the town are not Buddhists. In the eyes of many Tibetans, this is a sin in itself, so no one wants to come in."
Xiao Sha narrowed her eyes, shook her head and asked, "That's not right. Tibetans have strong customs, will they accommodate a group of people who don't believe in Buddha and live on the edge of the Holy Lake?"
Gu Xiaojun glared at him. In contrast, the old man ’s eyes were very big: "On the edge of the holy lake, how can we not kill, kill people. Although the people here do n’t believe in the Buddha, they do n’t destroy it. They live their own lives. Irrelevant! Do you think the Tibetan monks are like you, and fight every time you move? "
Wen Leyang knew that Xiaosha was also a temper.
"However ..." Gu Xiaojun's tone changed, and then the words came back: "It is recorded, once in seven hundred years, some Tibetans once asked them to move out of here, almost caused a conflict, but was at the time at the lake The Geshe Lama, who was passing by, stopped it, and since then, no one has paid attention to this. "
For a moment, some unexpectedly asked: "Seven hundred years ago, there was this town?" Then he looked at Wen Leyang's confused face and explained with a smile: "A small town, after seven hundred years, or It will grow and grow, or it will disappear. Especially here, it is almost out of place with the surroundings. If it can be inherited for seven hundred years, it is really strange! "
Wen Leyang didn't think much about it: "Wen Miaoluo and Sanjia haven't contacted outsiders before and have inherited for more than two thousand years."
He shook his head: "Not the same, your three families are hidden, but they are not absolutely isolated from the world. The girls of the Wen family are going to marry, and the men of the Wen family will also marry the daughter-in-law outside! Even the most closed young crops, I will intermarry with the nearby Miao people. If you really want to count, the branches of your three families outside are also amazing! "
Gu Xiaojun nodded from the side: "Yes, the people in the town of Yier hardly come into contact with outsiders in the first place, nor will outsiders come in contact with them in the second place, let alone a few hundred years or longer, which is a few decades. I ca n’t hold on! "
Wen Leyang held half of the carrots, his face was puzzled, and he looked very unwise: "Then what happened to them? It's never possible ..." As he said half of it, he suddenly remembered the possibility of terrifying him: "Not all old goblins who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years!"
In the current cultivation path, regardless of the monsters such as rabbit demon and black and white island sword fairy, ordinary masters can live two or three hundred years old even if they are longevity, whether it is the dead three hundred year old purple bird or two hundred The multi-year-old Daqiesi Xijue old monk is very important in the cultivation of Taoism.
If the people in this town are all cultivated for thousands of years, then their strength naturally goes without saying.
Gu Xiaojun shook his head, although his expression was dignified, but there was no trace of discouragement: "I do n’t know, the mysterious Tibetan land, there are not many scriptures that have been handed down, and there are even fewer records about Yier Township, anyway, we have come I ca n’t think of anything, so I ca n’t make a guess, just look around!
He said, turning out a small bag from his suitcase and handing it to Xiaosha, who followed, Wen Leyang actually found that, usually A sober old smile on the face of a serious old man now.
Xiao Sha opened the schoolbag unidentified, and took out something like a folded plastic pocket from inside, and then groaned, his face flushed instantly.
Feifei also screamed, jumped up and ran out of the tent, unexpectedly hitting Qin Zhuo who was coming in.
Qin Zhuo's dexterous figure reached out and gently supported the blushing face. He was about to talk and suddenly saw the thing in Xiaosha's hand, and asked with a curious smile: "What is this dexterous thing for?" He took a deep breath and slammed down against the air nozzle on a pocket.
The monk's breath was truly extraordinary. With a loud bang, a life-sized inflatable doll Huo Ran appeared in Qin Cong's hands!
Gu Xiaojun struggled to maintain his seriousness, and said to Xiaosha, "Stop thinking! Today is the middle of the month, the day when the Nine Returning Men will sacrifice! Now all the cults are here, there are no sacrifices, do you fool past? ? "
Wen Leyang couldn't laugh or cry: "Sacrifice with an inflatable doll, this is not a fool, this is to pump a big mouth directly on the face of other cults!"
Feifei shook his head with a red face, pointing at Xiaosha: "He ... he has a way!"
Xiaosha's face was almost turning into a red cloth, and she looked at Wen Leyang with a bitter smile: "In folk arts, the most is the blind eye method, and this one is in his hand ..." Then, he patted the inflatable doll: "Crossover problem Not big! "
Wen Leyang believes that in the sacrifice of 'Nine Returning', a living person will be divided into: skin, bone, blood, meat plus five internal organs for nine portions, to worship Liu Xiang's nine heads, regardless of depth. The residents of the small town, even these foreign cultists, are not ordinary people, and their eyesight is not bad. It is pure nonsense to try to fool around with an inflatable doll.
Unexpectedly, Xiaosha raised her jaw and smiled proudly: "You can't see where my four buckets of water went. You won't know that it's an inflatable doll at night! But ..." Xiaosha suddenly deflated , Shook his hand straight at their leaders: "The process is easy to handle, but other things, flesh and blood, what can't you let me change out of thin air?"
Gu Xiaojun smiled: "I have prepared those things for you! Get them from the medical school before you come. They are all in the bag, and you still have to get some heat out!" They followed the evil spirits all the way. It was already early September when entering the Tibetan area. At night, the temperature was only a few degrees, and the fresh flesh and blood would heat up.
Wen Leyang and Qin Zhuo, two young masters of comprehension, glanced at each other, and each had a goose bump on their heads ...
Xiaosha opened the box she carried with her. The boxes were densely packed with small lattices, which were filled with various tools, herbs, paints and other things. They were more complete than a grocery store. Xiaosha picked He chose to hide things from himself, preparing to show his talents during the evening sacrifice.
Fei Fei looked at Wen Leyang's curious gaze and explained to him with a smile: "Xiaosha's mastery of folk art, also known as river and lake, is, to put it bluntly, the old skills of rivers and lakes. Cai, Hang, Ping, Tuan, Tiao, Liu Xiao Ba Xing are all eaten by skill mixed rice. "
Wen Leyang raised his eyebrows and was interested: "Be more careful!"
"Jin is a fortune teller, Pi is a fiddler, Cai is a trick, hangs is a slapstick, Ping is a provocative cross talk, the group is a beggar, the tune is a drum club, and Liu is a pear garden (small eight) The source of the line comes from the book "Fantastic Tan Tan's Cheating Rivers and Lakes". The craftsmen in each of these eight gates have their own skills ... "
Qin Zhu interrupted Fei Fei and smiled disapprovingly: "It's okay to say something else, what's the special skill of the storytelling comic dialogue?"
Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered Wen Leyang's contemptuous scolding: "Cone is stupid, elm head!"
Qin Zhuo Huo Ran turned his head to stare at Wen Leyang. Wen Leyang just hurriedly shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's not what I said!" Qin Zhuo's voice rang again in the tent: "That's right, cone is solid fool!"
Qin Zhui suddenly heard his own voice, and was frightened with a cry. He held the Tang knife and looked around with vigilance.
Then, a burst of applause and applause rang out from all directions, and then looked at Xiaojun and Feifei, both of whom stood with a smile on the spot and Xiaosha kept packing up her tools, her mouth closed tightly.
Qin Zhuan was straight, but he was n’t stupid. He quickly figured it out and poke Xiaosha ’s with a knife handle. Hehe smiled and raised a thumbs up: "Great, how did these noises make?"
Xiao Sha also smiled, still the original sentence: "I can't tell you the skill of eating, but this is the trick passed down from Pingzimen."
Qin Zhuo opened his eyes and asked, "Is there any special skill in the pear garden?"
"Famous characters change, each person has a thousand faces." Xiao Sha explained briefly, then extended her left hand, and now wiped on the inflatable doll placed in front of him. A sharp knife was inserted, and immediately a scream rang out, and the whole doll shivered. When the knife was pulled out, the doll not only did not explode, deflated, but even fluttered with the blade of the blood.
Qin Zhuoming knew it was fake, but a few drops of cold sweat still condensed on his forehead.
Xiao Sha looked at the leader with joy: "The big joints of the dummy are really good. They are all very active and easy to play with."
Gu Xiaojun grinned sullenly: "Of course, this is the best!"
Xiao Sha nodded and said with a professional attitude: "It's done. I'll be fine as a living person later."
Gu Xiaojun was overjoyed: "Okay! After completing the mission, this doll will reward you!"
Wen Leyang smiled and patted the shoulders of Xiao Sha's five-body body, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Teach me a few things about your skills, and I will change it for you with my own ideas!"
Qin Zhuo immediately came together: "I teach you to practice knives, and we will also change."
The three young guys hesitated to discuss the exchange of stunts. Wen Leyang suddenly remembered something and looked sideways at Gu Xiaojun: "If other cults are also sacrificed by living people at night, do you care?"
Gu Xiaojun seemed to have thought about this problem for a long time, and he smiled with confidence: "Relax, I've figured it out along the way. Didn't you see that in their team, there are fewer and fewer people?"
Wen Leyang froze for a moment, and then reacted immediately: "You mean ... they sacrifice with their own people ?! Volunteer?"
Gu Xiaojun nodded: "It's all a group of magic obstacles. I feel glorious when I die, so I don't bother to care! We don't have to look at them, we just follow the procedures of the 'Nine Returning' Menzong." Thinking of something, he turned to look at Qin Zhuo: "Aren't you monitoring those people outside? Why ..."
Qin Zhu only remembered why he ran back. He hurriedly said to the group: "A group of people in the town started to camp one by one, went in and said a few words, and then I saw the foreigners. I started to discuss with each other. "After that, Qin Zhuo blushed and smiled." The people in the town speak Tibetan. I can't understand the foreign language spoken by foreigners. "
Gu Xiaojun's eyes were a little excited. Someone came to the door and it was always better than waiting so stupidly. Xiaosha swiftly released the inflatable doll's breath, put it in her sleeping bag, and then began to choose clothes and paint, preparing to make the dummy into a real person.
It didn't take long for the curtain of their tent to be picked up, and several Tibetans appeared at the door. One of them came in. His eyes didn't look at them at all. He just stared at the ground and said something lightly in Tibetan, followed Whether they understand it or not, they turned around and left. I do n’t know whether it was because Wen Leyang had a small group of people or because of the location of the camp. Several Tibetans only came to them after visiting all the camps of the nine-headed believers. .
Both Gu Xiaojun and Feifei's younger brother understand Tibetan. As soon as a few Tibetans left, Gu Xiaojun's face immediately became somber, frowning and contemplating. Feifei whispered to Wen Leyang, translating what the other party said: A total of nearly twenty people came, but in the end only nine teams could be left! The Tibetans said that we should leave on our own, or drive or kill others, they do n’t care. "
Wen Leyang raised a brow: "Because of the nine-headed monster, there are nine teams to be left? If the red eyes are killed, what will happen to the remaining eight teams?"
She shrugged her shoulders and made an unspeakable playful smile: "I don't know, they gave back the deadline: Tomorrow will begin at dawn and end in three days. If there are more than nine teams left by then, they will It doesn't matter to us. "
Wen Leyang narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Feifei still had that helpless look: "I think it should be something to do. The remaining nine teams can pass through. If there are ten, they will simply not take one."
Qin Zhu laughed, and didn't care: "Leave nine teams? So many, you don't have to worry about leaving one team! But be careful when you fight," he said, knocking Wen Leyang's shoulder with a scabbard: "According to the number, don't fight, there are only eight teams left. It's not easy to get one less."
Gu Xiaojun didn't want Qin Zhuo to be so careless, he shook his head dignifiedly: "It's not difficult to stay, but I don't want to attract attention ..."
At this moment, the outside is obviously messier than before. The sound of footsteps and speech is shaking with the wind on the plateau, and Wen Leyang and others have walked outside the tent, between other camps in the distance. Someone started walking and connecting with each other.
Wen Leyang laughed and scolded: "All the roads are like living dead people, it turns out to be cool!"
After the wicked people entered Tibet, they were all numb and indifferent, but now they heard that they were going to hold a knockout game, and they immediately became active.
The Tibetans in the town of Yier seem to have taken the lead and obviously dominate. Even the evil people who worship the nine-headed monster have no objection to what they say, but have been busy. Started to gang up and prepare for the upcoming fight. All of them were fanatics. They came to the Tibetan land for thousands of miles and would not retreat easily.
The other wicked people walked with each other, but none of them went to the Wenleyang camp. On the contrary, in the occasional look at them, there was a hint of ferocious beast foraging for food. Qin Zhui murmured in a low voice: Seeing what people are low, I think I do n’t have a lot of bullies! "
The other teams range from more than a dozen to dozens. Only Wen Leyang and his party, plus the inflatable dolls, are only six people. Besides the newly arrived Gu Xiaojun, the rest are young people.
In particular, Wen Leyang, who was only 15 or 16 years old after being squeezed over Xiaosha's face, was all young and awkward. In the eyes of other wicked people, their strength is the weakest. Not only did no one come to draw them to form an alliance, but at the moment they have become the first target to be hunted.
Gu Xiaojun turned his head and made a wink at Xiaosha behind him. Xiaosha nodded knowingly and pulled Qin Zhuo to other camps. After a while, he went in and out, and the color of anger on Qin Zhu's face grew more and more. Obviously, by the time they were bombarded by others again, Qin Zhuo began to yell at each other, and if Xiaosha was not pulling him, he might have flew a knife and picked someone's tent.
Gu Xiaojun didn't even think that someone could form an alliance with them, but the attitude was always to be done.
Feifei suddenly laughed at this time, pointing at a few dejected Africans with his jaws: "Like us, they are the masters of the dumping!"
More than a dozen tall, black men with full faces have already crossed most of the camps. It stands to reason that their number is not small. I do n’t know why. Others are unwilling to form alliances with them. , Gu Xiaojun's old face clearly showed a smile.
After struggling with five or six families, Qin Zhue pulled back Xiaosha with a full face and said that he would never go to other camps. Gu Xiaojun laughed: "The people are allies of wolves and dogs, they were meant to kill Rabbit, of course, will not play with the rabbit ... "said, looking back at Wen Leyang who had just carried a carrot:" You are really good enough! "
Wen Leyang laughed and went back into the tent. Anyway, when the sun rises tomorrow, it will be a chaotic fight. At that time, it will naturally be seen. Even if Wen Leyang has become a target, it is not difficult to protect himself. All Everyone is intriguing, and once they know that these home believers are not delicious steaks but choppy stones, civil strife will begin immediately.
The seemingly unfavorable situation doesn't seem to have too many terrible places. Wen Leyang's real concern is that the residents of Miaoer Township, which have not changed slightly for hundreds of thousands of years, are not too worried about the group of foreign thieves.
On the plateau, the sun has long been set, but the sky is still bright. When the moon rises, the dozen or so gangsters living in the town almost set up scattered fires in the camp at the same time. The sacrifice of the head snake.
It's night, it's the fifteenth month!
I do n’t know whether it ’s because of the piety of the faith or the prayer for the fierce fighting tomorrow. All the believers are dedicated to the different worship ceremonies, and no one visits other camps ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The aborigines also closed their doors and windows, as if they had entered dreamland early, calming the town for some time.
Xiao Sha's performance really made Wen Leyang's eyes dumbfounded. Several people knew that the sacrifice was a dummies, but Xiaosha went all the way to peel and cut meat, bloodletting bones, every move was unambiguous, and the dummies also It was really struggling and twitching, his mouth closed, the sound of the trumpet sounded, several other people could not see the flaw at all, and when the sacrifice ended, Xiaosha's clothes were soaked with sweat.
At the end of the sacrifice, Xiaosha had just packed up all the mess in the camp, and the few unlucky black people like them who did not want to form an alliance came to the door with a serious expression.
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Tomorrow's update will be too late. This evening is enough to code out the amount of tomorrow's update. It is estimated that it will be the latest by the weekend, so it will be adjusted ^ _ ^, everyone is forgiving ...
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