Su Wu's expression remained unchanged, he untied the leather bag from his waist, took out the letter and stuffed it into his arms, and handed the leather bag to the middle-aged slave.
"Fill me with tsampa, dried meat and butter in the leather bag.
I want to be able to see it when I leave."
talking,
He stepped within the threshold.
The middle-aged servant behind him took the leather bag and followed behind with his body hunched over.
In this manor, the middle-aged slave has no home field advantage. Instead, Su Wu is strolling in front of him, as if he is the master here.
Those mixed-breed mastiff dogs that barked because they heard Su Wu's footsteps through the door wall. After seeing Su Wu with their own eyes, they all became as well-behaved as lambs, lying down on both sides of the road. It was better than seeing Gondo Le in person.
Always be docile.
All these miraculous things convinced the middle-aged slave that the young man walking in front of him must be a disciple of a great monk in a large temple. The fact that he dared to go out alone and wander around at night when there were all kinds of strange creatures also explained that this young man
The talents of monks are extraordinary.
He secretly resented himself for looking down on others.
He actually called such a monk a 'slave', but at the same time he was glad that he did not offend this monk more. When he saw that the situation was not right, he changed his attitude.
I hope my respect,
Can he save some of this young monk's impression of himself?
Let him not reproach himself in front of his master.
Thinking like this, the middle-aged slave behaved more submissively.
He plucked up the courage and directly led Su Wu into the splendid main hall, where he served Su Wu cheese cakes, sesame seeds, dried meat and other foods.
Serve butter tea,
Please wait in the main hall, Su Wu.
Then he turned around and hurriedly asked the master of Gondola, who was already asleep, to come out and meet the young monk.
The middle-aged servant informed the steward that it would be some time before Gondo Le could come out to meet the guests in person.
During this time, Su Wu sat comfortably in the main hall, eating cheese cakes and drinking butter tea, neither slow nor sick.
He kept thinking about the problems he might encounter on his way to Xionghu Lake.
needed supplies,
Make sure you can find a solution for yourself.
The terrifying thing about the secret realm is that all the evil spirits here are in a state of resurgence, and they run rampant everywhere without any scruples.
during the day,
Thanks to the strong belief in the ‘Great Sun Tathagata’ here, and the strange power of the Secret Realm itself, the sun during the day has some ability to restrain weird things.
Most of the tricksters will not be active during the day.
But at night,
The secret realm is a completely strange world.
Even if people are sleeping at home and doing nothing, a bug may pass by and wipe out all the people here.
It is precisely because of this indefinite and unknown terror,
On the contrary, it further promoted the prosperity of Buddhist belief here.
And even if Su Wu is walking here, he needs to be careful to prevent himself from encountering strange things that are so powerful that they are almost unsolvable.
Fortunately, no matter what situation he faces, as long as Su Wu is conscious, he can 'exit the simulation' anytime and anywhere.
This is already a layer of protection.
The purpose of his coming to the 'Gondo Le' Manor was to replenish supplies here for him to deal with strange and various emergencies.
This is the second level of protection.
As a reward for the Gondolet family to replenish supplies for themselves,
Su Wu will naturally 'cure' his beloved daughter's 'sleeping sickness'.
While waiting for the arrival of Gondola himself,
He has already made a list of supplies in his mind.
"Can you cure my beloved daughter Dolma Thondup's illness?"
Just when Su Wu was making a list in his mind, a 'mountain of meat' squeezed in at the door of the main hall.
This is a middle-aged man who weighs at least 200 pounds.
There were layers of flesh on his belly, and even though he was wearing a fine silk robe, he did not show the slightest aura of nobility.
Instead, he looks like a fat pig wrapped in a flowery robe.
The middle-aged man's face is also full of fat, and most of his eyes are covered by fat. The location of his eyes can only be determined through the flash of light in the gap between the fat.
A huge string of Bodhi beads hung around his neck,
The string of beads has turned into jade, and under the light of the lamp, it trembles with the rise and fall of his chest and abdomen as he speaks, reflecting a gleaming light.
Su Wu glanced at him and said: "Please wait for me to see your beloved daughter now. I can only confirm her current condition.
Only then can we treat her."
This fat middle-aged man is none other than Gondola himself.
He waved his hand, causing a gust of wind in the main hall: "Take him there!"
As he spoke, he sat on his special chair, breathing heavily - with such a physique, it was difficult for him to get up from bed in the middle of the night and rush all the way to the main hall because he was worried about his beloved daughter's condition.
A manor owner.
Behind the gondola were two slaves,
One is the middle-aged man who ‘received’ Su Wu before.
One is a maid with a graceful figure and affectionate eyebrows.
The maid bowed to Su Wu and asked Su Wu to follow her. Then she took small steps to lead the way to the residence of Gondo Le's beloved daughter, Dolma Dundup.
Gondola himself did not bring anyone to follow him.
——It will probably take a while for him to breathe evenly.
After walking for a while in a manor full of flowers and trees, with prayer flags hanging everywhere, the maid stopped in front of a blockhouse covered with prayer flags, with the prayer curtains almost covering the walls.
She took out a small key,
Opened the lock on the wooden door of the forthouse,
He also brought the oil lamp and fire starter from the hidden corner of the tower, lit the oil lamp, held the oil lamp in one hand, and protected the flame with the other. He gestured sideways to Su Wu and said respectfully: "Please come in, the lady will sleep peacefully in this room."
"
Su Wu nodded.
Follow the maid into the house,
The lights in the room were lit one after another, and the space suddenly became brighter.
He saw the pale girl lying on the bed.
At the same time as my own intention, I sensed an almost imperceptible charm.
Su Wu had also experienced the current scene in previous simulations.
There was no expression on his face. He walked to the bed curtain, opened the girl's eyelids and looked at her, then opened his mouth and looked at her tongue.
——These operations are of no use in removing the charm.
But at least it can give the owner some peace of mind.
"I already know the source of her sleeping sickness."
"Please prepare for me 'Red Flower', 'Secret Linking Root', 'Wind Crimson Grass', 'Spirit Boat Flower'...Flan Yak Meat, Rotten Chicken Intestines, Children's Urine..."
These things must be found tonight,
I need to prepare medicinal soup and other things,
Treat your lady's condition.
——Also, please, your master, lend me the ‘gabala bowl’.”
Su Wu spoke clearly and unhurriedly reported a list of medicinal materials and the names of strange and unusual items.
He didn't speak fast, but it was still difficult for the maid to write it down in a short time.
The maid looked troubled,
Don't know what to do.
"Bring a pen and paper." Seeing this, Su Wu knew what the other party was in trouble for, so he asked the maid to bring a pen and paper, wrote a list directly in the secret domain text, and handed it to the maid.
Seeing that he can write the hidden text that even the master has not mastered much,
The maid's eyes suddenly turned to reverence,
She repeatedly claimed that she was, and told Su Wu that it was up to the master whether he could borrow a Gabala bowl. Su Wu was asked to wait here and be patient.
Then he turned around and hurriedly ran to prepare various items.
Gabala bowls, rotten meat, intestines, etc.
Su Wu mainly used it to make a few offerings to deal with the relatively frequent spooks he might encounter on his way.
It is regarded as a ‘public weapon for private use’.
After a while, the maid came over holding a bowl of bones made of chiseled copper, gilt silver, and inlaid with gems. Behind her were several slaves, carrying all the things Su Wu listed.
Gondo Le himself also walked outside the tower with the support of several slaves.
A strong slave lay on the ground so that he could sit on his back.
“Master, this is the kabala bowl passed down from my grandfather ‘Shan Zhi’ Hutuktu.
I borrowed it from the Master for today's use.
There's just one thing I don't understand - Gabala bowls are generally used to make various offerings to gods and demons. What does the mage use it for?" In the gap between Gondo Le's fleshy face, a pair of small black eyes shined brightly.
.
He read the list of supplies written by Su Wu.
Knowing that this person could master the secret domain text, his identity must not be simple, so he placed high hopes on him.
I am willing to lend this precious magical instrument, the Gabala Bowl, to Su Wu for use.
But if you have some doubts in your heart, you need to ask them clearly.
"Of course I want to use it to make offerings.
To be honest, Mr. Gondolet, the ‘sleeping sickness’ that your beloved daughter contracted is actually not a disease at all, but a strange evil.”
Su Wu picked up the kabala bowl, raised his eyes and said to Gondo Le who was sitting on the slave's back.
"Something strange?
Previously, the disciplinary monk from Zhedan Monastery came to see my little girl.
I didn’t feel any signs of the invasion of the charm from her..." Gonduole frowned, and the fat on his face became layered with folds.
It's not that he doubted Su Wu,
Rather, he was wondering if the disciplinary monks at Zhedan Temple had failed to do their best to treat his beloved daughter’s illness?
Being under the watchful eye of all forces, Gondoro also knew that he was a piece of plump lamb, and everyone wanted to take a bite.
Even the 'Zhedan Temple' that grandpa once controlled wants to get involved and get a piece of the pie.
So when encountering this kind of thing, he couldn't help but think about it too much.
"He doesn't have enough magic power.
How could the disciplinary monk, who has not practiced at all, be able to sense such a mysterious charm as subtle as a hair?" Su Wu shook his head with a calm expression.
The words he said out loud made people think he was too arrogant.
Seeing him turning his back, grabbing the rotten beef and throwing it into the Gabala bowl, Gondole became even more suspicious in his heart.
The young monk's good collection of books had left a good impression on him.
But when he saw that he bluntly said that a top-notch monk in a Dharma temple was "not good at practicing", he suddenly felt a little distrustful of the young monk.
The disciplinary monks who have been practicing for many years cannot practice at home.
Could it be that because you are young and have no hair on your mouth, you can become successful in spiritual practice?
If you can relieve my beloved daughter's condition, that's all. If you can't, I must let you try. Is it the teeth of the dozens of mastiffs I raise or your bones that are hard?
Gondola made up his mind,
No more words.
He stared at Su Wu's back, and saw the young monk in simple clothes with his back turned to him, finishing mixing the contents of the Gabala bowl, and muttering something in his mouth,
An inexplicable aura suddenly emerged from the void, lingering in the tower where my beloved daughter lived.
The rotten meat and other materials in the bowl gradually condensed into a black-gold tasteless lotus flower with the blessing of Su Wu's chanting.
The lotus meat offering has been made.
He folded his fingers,
Make the 'outer lion seal'.
The chanting of economics in his mouth paused for a moment,
Immediately afterwards,
A higher pitched, more majestic syllable burst out from his throat: "Hum!
Ha Wu Mo,
Hum!"
The aura lingering in the tower suddenly erupted!
Gondole, who was sitting on the slave's back, staggered and almost fell to the ground. Sensing the dangerous aura, he saw the young monk in the tower,
He quickly lay down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Kowtow to the master!
Pay homage to the master!
Congratulations to Master Tiger Clothes!"
All the slaves around him also saw the strange scene in the tower, and they all fell down in fear and kowtowed together with Gondo Le!
This chapter has been completed!