In the middle of the 7th century, Songtsen Gampo married Princess Chizun of Nepal and Princess Wencheng of the Tang Dynasty. The two princesses brought with them an 8-year-old life-size statue of Sakyamuni and a 12-year-old life-size statue of Sakyamuni respectively, as well as a large number of Buddhist scriptures and
Craftsman, Tibetan Buddhism has flourished since then. However, everything has its prosperity but also its decline. In 842 AD, the Bon believers murdered King Trizu Detsen and supported his brother Langdama as Zanpu, setting off a large-scale movement to exterminate Buddhism.
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During this movement, a large number of idle monks were forced to return to secular life and hunt with bows. Temples were destroyed or used for other purposes. Buddha statues were nailed with nails and thrown into the water. A large number of precious Buddhist scriptures and cultural relics were burned.
Or throw it into the water...
This movement to exterminate Buddhism represents the end of the Pre-Hong Kong Period, which has caused the spread and development of Buddhism in Tibet to fall into a state of stasis.
Through the internal reference information provided by Yin Yue before, I learned that this campaign to exterminate Buddhism is an eternal pain in the hearts of every Tibetan monk. Those precious lost Buddha statues, scriptures and cultural relics will never be seen again. History is elusive.
Thousands of years have passed, and the mountains and rivers have changed. They never thought that they would be able to see the sun again under the Tianhu Lake. How could they not be excited?
We were able to understand all this, so we ignored the big and small lama who was watching with stars in his eyes. Zamao Xiaodao and I began to circle around this giant mutant crocodile and take a look.
However, although this Stegosuchus is as obedient as a pug to the little lama, it is very vicious to us. The horny sword spine on its back is constantly shaking, it is breathing heavily in its nostrils, and there is friction in the throat.
The rough sound sounded like a roar and a warning.
When Zamao Xiaodao fought with him just now, the carving knife that had been pierced above its left eye was inserted straight into it, clearly showing the hatred between the two sides.
There was a sinister anger in the single eye of Stegosuchus. If it hadn't just surrendered to the power of the Buddha's light, it would have pounced on us now and fought with us. The two lamas chatted excitedly for a few seconds.
Sentence, seeing the tense situation here, he quickly stopped communicating and ran over. The little lama touched the pink nostrils of the Sword-backed Crocodile, kept reciting the scriptures, and whispered comfort.
This huge Stegosuchus was breathing heavily, with a fishy wind blowing in its face, but it didn't take long before it finally calmed down, except that the muscles near its left eye kept contracting.
It was obviously injured and couldn't help but feel pain.
Seeing the injury of this thing, the old lama sighed, walked forward, rolled up his sleeves, and then attached the kabala bowl to it from his arms, and then recited the scriptures, and as time went by
, in the bowl made of the skull, a grease-like liquid was dripping, mixed and gathered on the left eye of the beast on the ground. The broken glass was actually fixed and no longer twitched spasmodically.
The old lama gave an order, and the young lama put his palm on the forehead of Stegosuchus, rubbed it gently, then took hold of the carving knife and pulled it out.
After the carving knife was pulled out, there was still a layer of thick glue-like liquid on the blade, which was yellow and as thick as honey.
The old lama sighed and handed the handle of the knife to Zamao Xiaodao.
Zamao Xiaodao took over and saw the expressions of compassion for the two lamas. He couldn't help complaining, saying that in a life-and-death fight, he would naturally use all his strength. If you have such a way to surrender, you should tell him earlier. This beast
Why go through so much pain? After he finished speaking, he wiped the carving knife on the grass. When he saw that it was not clean, he ran to the lake to wash it.
When he returned, we were already surrounding the Stegosuchus and doing research.
After the old lama's treatment and the little lama's comfort, the beast's mood finally stabilized. He lay lazily on the ground, stretched his body, and then turned around, revealing his bulging belly to us.
The black scales on its abdomen are not so hard and are slightly soft. From the outside, it looks like a curled-up human figure, which is beating with the breathing of Stegosuchus. I asked the old lama with long eyebrows, "Master"
, but is there any way to rescue the entire young man inside?
The old lama looked at the handsome old lama. The little lama nodded, then put his head next to the ear of the giant crocodile and whispered a few words.
After saying this, the Sword-backed Crocodile Dragon shook its head violently and howled.
Zamao Xiaodao wiped the wet carving knife on his sleeve and asked puzzledly, is this beast not happy?
The little lama shook his head and said that it was not unhappy, but because it was injured and its nervous system was shocked and collapsed, making it unable to regurgitate the people in its stomach. I smiled and said that since this guy has such
How come the miraculous function has become sometimes ineffective again? What is the reason for this? Zamao Xiaodao was also laughing next to him, saying how you subdued this beast. It seems that it still has something to hide, otherwise it would still be there.
Don't you hurry up and take it out, fearing that innocent people's lives will be hurt?
The young lama scratched his head and said sheepishly: "It just hit me with two pestles. This magical weapon does not do much damage, but it has the effect of delayed shock damage. It is estimated that it will start to attack now."
Zamao Xiaodao laughed and said that this time, it has nothing to do with us.
The old lama interrupted our conversation. He touched the undulating human-shaped belly with his right hand, frowned, and said urgently: "It was severely injured just now, and the self-regulatory function in the body has been completely disordered, making the wrapping of the living thing
There is little oxygen input to the organs, and now it seems that they are almost exhausted. If it is delayed for a while, the person may not be able to survive even if he is rescued..."
He didn't finish his words, but we were already surprised by the questions he raised. If this is really the case, what should we do?
Zamao Xiaodao didn't hesitate at all. He had a natural aversion to this ugly reptile, or in other words, he disliked all creatures called "dragons". The carving knife he had just put in his arms jumped again.
It came out, flew around on the fingertips of his right hand for a few times, then stopped, pointed at the abdomen and said: "How about I come in as a male obstetrician and gynecologist and give this guy a caesarean section?
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The old lama disagreed, saying that the son of the Basang family is a life, but the sword-backed crocodile dragon in front of us is also a life, and it has also taken refuge in our Buddha, so it cannot be killed indiscriminately. Not only does disembowelment mean
It will cut open its protective aura, leaving a legacy, and will also force it to resist and escape from our control. When the time comes, it will still harm the life in its belly.
What should I do? Seeing the two lamas looking in a dilemma, I thought about it and said that the esophageal nerves in this Stegosuchus are useless. If we can help it move its intestines from the inside out, right?
Can the child regurgitate the cud?
The old lama nodded and said that this is the theory, but what should we do? Should we also climb in and drag the people inside out?
I smiled and said you don’t have to worry about this. You two, there is a sentence that you need to agree with - I can keep the method you just used a secret, but you also need to keep a secret for me, okay? Two lamas.
Without saying a word, he stood with one hand and recited the Buddha's name.
With the guarantees from these two people, I didn’t have to worry about much. I clasped my hands together and sang a promise loudly: “I’d like to invite Lord Golden Silkworm Gu to show up!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a plump, golden fat insect appeared in mid-air. After a slight pause, it shot towards the mouth of the Stegosuchus.
Suddenly swallowing such a small thing, the Stegosuchus was shocked, its remaining eyes widened, and then screamed, obviously frightened. The fat insect disappeared in a flash, but the two lamas looked at it
Just then, the old lama pointed at the passing golden light in horror and shouted: "Bobby is a tumor-like insect?"
I ignored their surprise and walked forward. I saw the big bulge in the belly of the Stegosuchus began to move upward. At first it was just a little bit, hard to see with the naked eye.
Later, the short and thick limbs of the Stegosuchus began to slide like swimming, and began to contract regularly from the abdomen to the throat. After a few minutes, its narrow eagle beak opened hugely, and then from
Inside, a large ball of sticky stuff rolled out.
This thing rolled around the lakeshore several times, and finally relaxed, revealing a young boy hanging from various sticky and smelly liquids.
His eyes did not open, but his neck turned red, then blue, and he grabbed his own neck with both hands, twitching and twitching constantly. This was oxygen, because after staying in the belly of the Stegosuchus for a day,
The smell on his body was sour and smelly, and it was extremely unpleasant. The little lama hurried forward, splashed water on him and undressed him, finally soothing him.
After opening his eyes, the Tibetan boy knelt in front of the two lamas, kneeling and worshiping, chattering, and uttering all kinds of gratitude and praise.
Under the lama's persuasion, the young man had recovered from his shock and calmed down. He talked about his own affairs, which was nothing more than chasing a sheep to the lake shore and being devoured. There were not many twists and turns. He was also lucky. If the sword-backed crocodile
The dragon ate him first instead of the sheep, fearing that it would have been buried in the belly of the crocodile at this moment. At this time, he calmed down and washed him in the cold lake water. The little lama said goodbye to the huge sword-backed crocodile dragon, and then said goodbye.
Stay and go back.
The old lama came to me and said that they would return to the temple and organize manpower to identify and excavate the sunk Buddha statues and relics from the Dark Ages. At that time, we may be needed to help. I don't want to, you know, we are fugitives now
His identity should have been kept low-key, but if he came in a big way now, he might cause trouble.
The old lama has spent his whole life studying Buddhism and people's minds, so he naturally knew what we were worried about. He immediately assured us that he would keep everything about us confidential and provide us with shelter if possible.
Having said this, I just agreed to take a look when the time comes. On the way back, we met Basang and others who were driving cattle, and it was another joyous occasion when we met.
Back at Nanka Gyatso’s house, there were many celebrations, let’s not mention them for now.
When I fell asleep at night, I dreamed more than once of a huge sarcophagus suspended in the water.