Chapter 191: Dealing with Death in the Bardo

The mouth on the skull was far larger than normal, I looked at it for a long time and only thought that it could be a mask, why would it be wrapped in this piece of savage fur and thrown in this hell behind the iron gate? Fatty and I just couldn’t figure it out, looking at the fur there were traces of artificial processing, and I don’t know if it’s worth anything.

We gasped for a while, feel almost able to move, see around the corner of the small muskrat leaping around more and more, then do not dare to stay, quickly left this pile of slow tired white bones, because I look at the terrain behind the door, it has been clear, this iron door is not at all used to stop sin-eating baru, but to prevent from falling from the top of the criminals did not die, will be running out of the door, slanting the top of the several large holes, is for that kind of sin-eating beasts to enter and exit were for that kind of sin-eating beast to enter and exit, and if two more climbed in, it would not be easy to deal with.

Fatty with that savage fur, the strange mask re-wrapped, clamped under the tuck, I and a front and back climbed out of the secret hole, this time outside the bright moon in the sky, it is the middle of the night, the reincarnation of the temple of the ground is drenched in blood, are all the leftover limbs of the gnawing of the East, relatively intact, that is, his two separated, white thighs, the upper half of the body in addition to a few bones, basically nothing left, is really miserable to see. The upper half of his body is basically nothing left except a few bones, which is really miserable.

Fatty and I discussed, no matter how to say, are all the way here, do not let him die here, but if digging a pit to bury and too much trouble, simply the rest of his bits and pieces, are thrown to the secret hole.

The two of us seven hands and feet of the limbs thrown into the black iron door, and then the silver-eyed Buddha statue also set back, steal this kind of thing, must be retribution, or let it stay in the secret room, and then the iron door closed again, with the remnants of the brick and wood blocked a tight, this is according to the original way back.

Back on the road, the fat man is still a sigh, on the tragic fate of Adong quite sympathetic: “I found a truth, heroes and heroes are not everyone can be, Hu Commander or you say the truth, the more critical moment, the more you have to dare to play the son of a bitch.”

I said to the fat man: “can not always play the son of a bitch, the blind man has a saying is quite good, people live in the world, more than an unplanned disaster, the danger of the jianghu, is not the only storm, the face of a variety of different nature of the danger, we have to take different countermeasures, since ancient times, attack the city for the next, attacking the heart of the top, we will have to strengthen the ideological propaganda offensive, and strive to psychologically dismantle the enemy! ……”

We are walking side by side Kan, is talking no edge no edge, but suddenly heard a series of footsteps behind, seems to be someone in the tracking us, I am alert, then immediately stop talking not to say, look back behind, silent mountains and forests, by the moonlight out of the shadows, dark fall on the ground, the outline of the beast like the face of a hideous beast, the desolate plateau on the wind howled sadly, the wind, perhaps just now just an illusion.

Although did not find anything unusual, but the heart chestnut six, always feel not quite right, so I and fat man to speed up the pace, hurried back to the expedition camped at the fort, while no one noticed, we drilled back into the sleeping bag to sleep, early the next morning, Uncle Ming asked us if we have not seen A Dong that rotten, I and fat man shook his head like a drum of fluting, did not see, I said that the A Dong may be thinking that the oxygen tanks are too hard to stand! I said that Tung might have felt that carrying oxygen cylinders was too hard and couldn’t bear the crime, and had deserted in advance and run away.

Fatty acted even more evil: “Ah Dong? Isn’t he in Beijing? How come he’s here? Uncle Ming, are you senile? Lack of oxygen, right? Hurry up and intubate.”

Uncle Ming had to let Peter Huang to look around, and finally saw no results, they no longer ask, anyway, is a follower, he is dead or alive, is not the big picture.

The guide told us that day, today can not go, last night after midnight, blew most of the night wind, it seems that today there must be a heavy rain, we team yak too much, the yak on the plateau is not afraid of wolves, not afraid of Tibetan horses and bears, but the most afraid of thunder, encountered on the road, thunder and lightning, will certainly run away chaotically, so we have to delay for one more day, and then set off tomorrow to return to the Sengge Zangbu.

We think, anyway, the Kunlun Mountain Karamir’s general location, has mastered, even to the Karamir also temporarily unable to enter the mountain, because the equipment and supplies have not yet arrived, such as all ready, less do more than half a month’s time, and from the Ali region to the Kunlun Mountains, almost across the Tibetan plateau, the road is long, also do not have to contend with this one or two days of time, and so stay in the remains of the fort, and sure enough, less than noon! , the sky black clouds thickening, finally raining.

The people in the old fortress drinking ghee tea dry waiting, because of the rain, the air pressure is even lower, Ah Xiang feel breathing difficulties, have been staying in the inner room to sleep, the rest of the people discussed the next step of the action plan, and then the fat man to Uncle Ming and others to tell the story of his rippling reversal of the career of the people, the people bluffed.

I took the opportunity to call Lama and Shirley Yang to the stone house where I slept, and took out the fur of the savage, and the paper mask to the two of them to see, what happened last night was also briefly said again, but told them that the death of A Dong, it is best not to speak to Uncle Ming, lest cause misunderstanding, he may think that it is the fat man and I to seek money to harm the Ming slaughtered A Dong, do not look for trouble yourself.

Shirley Yang heard a little angry: “You guys are also too big, bare hands dare to go to the ancient city ruins in the middle of the night to make mischief, loss you also served as a lieutenant for a few years, but not half a bit of stability, really out of what accident how to do?”

I said to Shirley Yang: “A good man does not mention the courage of the past, remembering the glorious days of the past ah, last night, including the previous events, have become a small wave in the long river of history, let’s not dwell on those who have become the objective existence of the past, look at the words on the mask, can you recognize it? This is the only thing with writing in the Reincarnation Temple, the Reincarnation Sect and the Devil Kingdom beliefs have many similarities, maybe there will be some valuable information in this.”

Shirley Yang said hopelessly, “You’re too eloquent, you shouldn’t be a G.I. Joe, you should go become a lawyer or a politician of some sort.” After saying that, she took the mask and looked at it, and wondered, “This is the Bible written in Portuguese.”

In addition to being good at “Dragon Quest”, I also have another skill, that is, if others ask me some questions that I do not want to answer, I will pretend not to hear, so I asked Shirley Yang: “You still know Portuguese? I said how the word is written like a bunch of grapes.”

Shirley Yang shook her head and said, “I can only read a little, but I know the Bible very well, and this is definitely the Bible there can be no mistake.”

Together with the lama’s assistance on the sidelines, it can finally be concluded that this mask is a kind of reincarnation sect devil’s image, with the Bible made into such a horrible mask, I am afraid that it is related to the religious extinction conflict in the former Tibetan land, the fur of the Himalayan savage is a treasured treasure loved by the nobles of the ancient Tibetan land, and it is said that it has the effect of heat preservation, and if the body is wrapped inside, it is also able to be anticorrosive, and the royalties and nobles like to drape it over their backs to make a When the kings and nobles were hunting, they liked to put it on their backs as a cloak to hide the human odor in the wind; there is also a saying that this kind of fur can wrap the soul, so that it will never be freed.

Shirley Yang wanted to see what mystery in this mask, so the mask on the dry paper pages, layer by layer, dismantled and peeled open, found that in these Bible scriptures of the paper, surprisingly drawn a lot of zigzag lines, is a map, there are waterways mountain ranges, and castles and towers, but I do not know where it is.

Since there is no longer any basis, can only be based on the topography of the map to speculate, this may be in the land of the roc bird, the map of the ancient Xiangxiong dynasty, may also be the map of the Kunlun Mountain Phoenix Divine Palace, because the already extinct Guge dynasty, and these two places have a very deep connection between the two places, it is likely to retain the information of the two ancient relics, there are foreigners secretly transcribed out, ready to go on a treasure hunt, or to do some other things, the But did not have time to take it out, was met with misfortune, people were thrown into the hell, fed to the sin-eating Baloo, and steal the map of the Bible, was made into the face of the devil, wrapped with savage fur, and thrown into hell, but the details of which, it is not our ability to deduce, in short, this almost faceless map, there is a certain value.

Shirley Yang busy repair drawings, I turned out, to the outer room to pour corn oil tea to drink, this time outside the rain has been much smaller, but the thunder rumbles, seems to be brewing a bigger rainfall, the sky is dark as in the night, it seems that the weather can clear tomorrow is not good enough to say, the fat man in the outhouse, sitting on the fire fat, is kan to rise up, Uncle Ming, Peter Wong, Han Shuna, the name of the guide called auspicious Zazhi The first time I saw him, I was listening to him with my mouth wide open.

Only to hear the fat man said: “fat master I put the old dumplings in the big coffin, dismantled eight pieces, head buried to the roadside, arms and legs were buried in the East Hill, West Hill, the middle of the remaining section of the body, a foot kicked into the river.”

Fatty said to Peter Wong, on your what Prince Silamak, that master you know? Just in time for the old man to our China, the streets are full of drums to welcome him, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs non let me go to meet him, mom’s a pussy, I do not have the time, smack of chaos ah, on the avoidance of the countryside, looking for a supposedly dead seventeen people of the murder of the mansion to live in the fat master of the temper, do not believe in that, what the murder of the mansion yinzhao, according to the live not wrong to the night began to count the old dumplings from the touched back to the bright, click click click click just a count, the old dumpling, the old dumpling, the old dumpling, the old dumpling, the old dumpling, the new one, the new one, the new one. Fuck, guess what?

Uncle Ming shook his head and said: “There is no mistake ah, you do not tell us, how to let us guess? How many Mingqi did you take in the end?”

The fat man said: “Do not mention it, but also Mingqi it, just half of the point, the door let a person crashed open, the outside of the thunderbolt one after another, the door opened on its own, from the outside rolled in a thing, that is, I was buried in the river side of the human head.”

Uncle Ming and other people are bored to listen to the fat man Kan Shan, although he knows that he is nonsense, but at this time outside the thunder is tight, this abandoned ancient fortress and gloomy dark, also can not help but nervous.

I feel funny in my heart, I think you’re really good fat man, you just Kan, the best Uncle Ming heart attack scared out, we have an excuse not to bring these tired to Karamir to find the “Dragon Top”.

I went to the teapot, just picked up the bowl want to pour some tea to drink, suddenly heard a woman in the room came a cry of alarm, seems to be Ah Xiang, she is not sleeping? Now all the people in the room stood up, even the Iron Rod Lama and Shirley Yang also walked out.

People were worried that something had happened to Ah Heung, they were about to go in to see her, but they saw Ah Heung running out barefooted, jumping headlong into Uncle Ming’s arms, Uncle Ming hurriedly comforted her, “Don’t be afraid, good girl, what happened?”

Ah Heung stared at the people in the room with big eyes, and said to Uncle Ming, “Godfather, I am so scared. I saw Ah Tung walking around the room with blood all over his body.”

Other people didn’t feel anything, but Fatty and I, who knew about Tung’s death, felt a chill on our backs. At this time, Iron Lama walked up and said, “He is in the netherworld, and he must do the netherworld death quickly, otherwise he will still kill the living people here.”

Iron rod lama said the bardo body is not a ghost, better than a ghost, tantric Buddhism that after a person dies, until the reincarnation of reincarnation before the period of time, the state of the state is called the bardo, lama asked AXiang, can you see where the bardo body now?

Ah Xiang raised her finger with fear and trembling, everyone subconsciously took a step back, but saw her finger, pointing straight to the iron rod lama.