Dusk was getting darker, and on the country road covered with weeds on both sides, Buchibenma was carrying a calico schoolbag made of rags, and walked in the direction of Damai Village with a few day students from the same village.
Buchibenma took a Chinese textbook with some curling edges and asked a girl who was about the same height as her to learn how to pronounce a few words. She also added the pinyin for words that she had not memorized in class. When she encountered something that neither of them knew,
Then draw two heavy circles with a pencil.
On the dam in the distance, several wild goats stepped on the gaps in the dam and climbed and jumped on the nearly vertical rock and soil dam surface in order to lick the salt from the rocks.
Day students who live in Dam Village walked along the winding hardened road. It took more than half an hour before they saw the earth-yellow dilapidated ancient watchtower in the village and the stacked earth and stone watchtowers next to it.
The roofs of those three to four-story Tibetan-style houses have four pointed corners. On the top corners there is a sacred fortress for the God of Dingla. White stones are placed on the sacred fortress to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters.
Yu Peihuan used the magic circle to hide her figure and followed Buchibenma. The miniature magic circle in her eyes rotated and contracted, and the relevant data detected were displayed in the lower right corner of the mission recording screen.
Every residence in this small village is soaked in the thick incense of gods and Buddhas. On the sacred fortresses stacked with white stones, there are indeed fluctuations of extraordinary power, and the intensity is not low.
Yu Peihuan immediately entered the information that "supernumerary gods are very likely to be born" in her work diary. Before entering Dama Village, she stacked a layer of concealment circles for herself and inserted a button-sized magic device into the palm of her hand.
Be prepared to ask for help from Li Zhixian and the agents of the Brazilian Evil Disaster Bureau at any time.
Yes, you are full of martial virtue and admirable.
Mr. Liang, who was watching the show and eating snacks in front of the screen, acknowledged Xiao Yu's caution.
Liang De has been staying in World No. 415 on this shore for a long time, and he has been appointed as a special commissioner in the Evil Disaster Bureau. He is very concerned about the management system of extraordinary people in Blue Star East Country, especially the so-called local gods.
We already have a relatively comprehensive understanding of the management system.
Theoretically, all legal gods in Brazil are under the close supervision of the local evil disaster bureau, undergo strict assessments on a quarterly basis, and reward good and punish evil.
At the same time, local evil disaster bureaus will regularly conduct inspections and cleanups in their jurisdictions to ensure that there are no wild gods working without licenses or evil gods violating laws and disciplines.
Whenever a new good god is born, the person in charge of the local god will report the situation to the Evil Disaster Bureau as soon as possible, and the Evil Disaster Bureau will send a special person to conduct a pre-appointment inspection of the new god, and rate the new god based on his birth composition and actual performance.
, and then add new positions as appropriate, or sign an employment contract with the New God and then incorporate them into the Evil Disaster Bureau management system.
The Eastern Kingdom's Evil Disaster Bureau has a deep foundation and many soldiers. It has always maintained a glorious tradition of sweeping away all monsters, demons, and monsters. The magical girl army, which combines physical education and Western education, has a strong military force and has always been very strong in the management of extraordinary creatures.
However, a long history is a double-edged sword. In Chixian, a land full of legends, there are endless good and evil gods and evil gods with good reputations. There is no need to look at local chronicles. A common person can open the family tree and go up dozens of generations and say
Maybe there were several Chenghuang lands in our ancestors.
In cities with the reputation of being ancient capitals, sometimes a shovel of an excavator at a construction site can dig out several evil gods.
Friends who are in the business of moving mountains and unloading mountains to find gold and fight for gold, as long as they have some family education and know that life is precious, generally only dare to touch the tombs of the previous dynasty.
Those with a history of more than two hundred years, those with a well-known Feng Shui practice, and those with local legends of evil sects will all stay away and will not be invited by anyone. Regardless of the line of work, who has no awareness of production safety?
The extraordinary folk inheritance that continues to this day is full of strange things. Basically, they have one or two unique skills and learned to mutter...keep a low profile and bide their time. If it weren't for love and risking one's life, who would have known that the ancestor of the old Wang next door was a Taoist priest from Laoshan who knew the art of walking through walls.
With such a vast land and so many people, negative energy thoughts are difficult to control, and many so-called gods relapse like colds and mouth ulcers.
This makes it difficult for the management work of the Dongguo Evil Disaster Bureau to be thorough, practical and detailed.
There are still some feudal dregs left in the old, young, border and poor areas, and there are inevitably bad people among the ignorant people. Therefore, in a popular place like Damba Village, it is difficult to say whether there are undocumented wild gods or evil gods hiding there.
Four supporting teachers and six students were already missing. The Brazilian Disaster Bureau had been busy for two months and found nothing. Yu Peihuan's caution was necessary.
She floated silently in the air and followed Buchibenma into a three-story stone-walled blockhouse.
Yu Peihuan first went to the Sutra Hall on the third floor of the Diao Fang. The Sutra Hall is the most spacious and gorgeous place in the Diao Fang. The exquisitely carved Buddhist niches take up an entire wall. There are many Buddha statues enshrined in the Buddhist niches. Yu Peihuan looked at each of them.
However, they are all common Buddha statues in Ba XZ area, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.
In addition to Buddha statues, the Buddhist scripture hall of Buchbenma's family also enshrines expensive thangkas and various magical instruments. Several golden copper basins are hung above them. There is an elegant meditation bed prepared for the master on the wall.
Wearing a thick fine blanket.
Yu Peihuan carefully inspected the various furnishings in the sutra hall, but found nothing special. Just as she was about to check in other rooms, a middle-aged woman's scolding voice suddenly came from downstairs.
Yu Peihuan floated to the first floor of the blockhouse and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a large Tibetan robe pushing Buchi Benma in front of her.
"Where's the milk! Where's the eggs! Where's the stuff I asked you to bring back!"
Buchibenma was almost as tall as the middle-aged woman, but she lowered her head and did not dare to fight back or walk away, letting the middle-aged woman push her around.
"Aunt Qutso, the teacher said that milk and eggs can only be eaten in school. I wanted to take them out secretly, but Aunt Dorje stopped me, so I had to eat them myself."
The little girl lowered her head, her face full of guilt and fear.
The middle-aged woman named Qucuo Ama refused to let her go. First she pushed her again, and then kicked Buchibenma on the knee, causing the little girl to scream in pain.
"You ate it yourself, you ate whatever your sister ate!
You spend money and are disobedient, so what’s the use of raising you!”
Qucuo's mother raised her hand to hit Buchibenma on the head. At this time, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old rushed in from the door, hugged Buchibenma, and received a fierce slap from Qucuo.
"Ama! Why did you hit Benma again!" The boy with big eyes puffed up his chest and protected Buchi Benma behind him.
"Tsering, she ate your sister's milk and eggs, she..."
"Benma is also my sister. She also wants to eat. You are not allowed to hit her!"
Dawa Tsering protected his cousin and glared at his biological mother.
1. Comrades, today and tomorrow are just ordinary Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Please be serious and don’t engage in capitalist behavior! 2. To avoid the misunderstanding of the same name, let me explain here: "Dawa" has a day of the week.
One and the moon mean. Tibetans in many places have the habit of naming their children according to the week of their birthday. "Tsering" has the meaning of longevity. These two are very common Tibetan names. "Tsering" is not among the Chinese names.
"Hua, Qiang, De, Biao". Sometimes a class even has to use "big Tsering", "little Tsering", "male Tsering" and "female Tsering" to distinguish their classmates, which shows that there are many duplicate names.
.In short, "Fist of Utopia" is purely fantasy and has no intention of alluding to real people. It has no meaning and is hereby explained. 3. Thank you everyone and see you in the next update.