Seeing these two people, Ye Yizhe and Sang Teng also stopped. Although they don't care too much about powerful people in the world, especially for Sang Teng, if a master like him continues to please some officials, then he will also
He is not worthy of being called a master, but generally speaking, the two men in front of him can be said to be the tallest people in the entire Plateau Province. Even when Zhe Yang is here, he must speak respectfully and cannot be vague.
When a scholar meets a soldier, he cannot explain why.
No matter how noble they are, they are just civilians after all.
Seeing that the three people at the foot of the mountain noticed their presence, Quan Liguo and Bai Majiangcun hurriedly stepped forward to greet Kang Zhuo. No matter what they thought in their hearts, the people standing behind them were all prestigious people here.
People must respect the living Buddha in their hearts, even if they don't believe in Buddhism.
If they see that they do not respect the living Buddha's widow, then they can condemn the death of the entire Tibetan people. Even if it is just for political goals, they must do so, and Quan Liguo and Bai-Majiang Village, two people from the depths of their hearts
He has deep respect for Zhe Yang, especially Bai Majiang Village. As a believer, he naturally has different feelings for Zhe Yang in his heart. At this moment, he saw Zhe Yang's body being carried in this way.
When we came here, the most unpleasant place was Baimajiang Village.
"Agara, my condolences." The two people walked up to Kang Zhuo, put their right hands on their chests, bent down and made a respectful gesture towards Kang Zhuo, and then they said to Sang Teng: "Master Sang Teng,
Hello."
Sang Teng could not return the gift, so he could only smile at them and nod his head, saying, "The donor is so polite."
To Ye Yizhe, who was standing behind, the two of them just gave him a smile, then walked behind him and said to Kang Zhuo: "Agara, keep going, the sky burial cannot be delayed."
As for Zhe Tianci, even though they were standing in front, they couldn't determine his identity and inadvertently ignored him.
When they reached the top of the mountain, Ye Yizhe made a rough estimate. There were almost a hundred people on the top of the mountain. Those who came here were certainly not ordinary people. The foot of the mountain had long been surrounded by troops. People who were not officially confirmed to have no problems would not be allowed up the mountain. It was okay.
It is said that the mountain is now in a state of martial law.
There is an open space in the middle of the mountain top, and there is a huge boulder in the middle of the open space. The boulder seems to have flown from the sky, and it is fixed there, motionless. There is a tree branch next to it, as if it is greeting someone.
This is clearly a sky burial platform.
Generally, sky burial platforms are hidden halfway up the mountain, and can only be found around some temples, because sky burials require lamas to perform rituals, chant sutras, ring small bells, play human bone flutes, and beat human skin drums.
In order to allow the deceased to rest in peace, such sky burials can only exist in some Buddhist places, such as plateau provinces and India.
But Zheyang chose such a celestial burial platform that no one knew about, so that he could get some peace. Most people would not know that this celestial burial platform has a long history, and those used for sky burials are all eminent monks. It is not something ordinary people can do.
After arriving, secondly, relying on Zheyang's identity, several people were able to come and perform rituals for him. Now the most respected master of Tibetan Buddhism is Sang Teng, and even Sang Teng, to put it harshly, does not have enough
He was not qualified to do things for Zhe Yang, just because he was Zhe Yang's disciple, so everyone allowed him to come by default.
Kang Zhuo walked to the sky burial platform. There were several bags beside it, which Zheyang asked her to prepare a few days ago before she left. There were some firewood and highland barley powder in them.
Sang Teng and Ye Yizhe carried Zhe Yang to the celestial burial platform. Sang Teng then knelt on the spot, holding Buddhist beads in his hands, doing some very simple rituals. After all, he could not be solemn by himself. Zhe Tianci
Kneeling aside, he is not good at this kind of thing. They all know Zhe Yang's character. If a bunch of people really come here and talk about this and that, they will only hate him instead of appreciate him.
Ye Yizhe lit the firewood aside, leaned on the edge of the sky burial platform, picked up the highland barley powder handed over by Kang Zhuo, and slowly sprinkled it into it. Every time he sprinkled a handful of highland barley powder, he would look at the sky and pray from the bottom of his heart.
The eagle will come later.
But God obviously would not take care of his idea. After a few minutes, there was a sound of spreading wings in the air. As Zhe Yiye spread his wings, more and more eagles were circling in the sky.
They all slowly fell down and landed on the stone platform beside them.
At this time, Kang Zhuo walked to the celestial burial platform, took out a red coat from the bag he carried up the mountain, put it on, put on gloves and a mask, and then reached into it. What he took out turned out to be a
There is also a dagger as long as an arm. The flashing light of the blade occasionally pierces everyone's eyes, letting everyone know how sharp the knife is.
People who knew the inside story didn't find it strange, but those who didn't know the details and didn't know much about Zhe Yang and Kang Zhuo showed shocked expressions, because Kang Zhuo looked like the standard dress of a sky burial master at this moment.
No one has ever thought that the wife of Zhe Yang, the first living Buddha in Plateau Province, is actually a highly qualified sky burial master.
The most respected profession in Plateau Province is undoubtedly the lama, but the most mysterious one is the sky burial master. Each sky burial master is a unique existence, and the growth process of the sky burial master has been the focus of many novels. The sky burial master is not
Everyone can do it. If you want to become a true sky burial master, you must not only have enough courage to deal with the impermanence of life, but also have the ability to balance secular prejudices, and you must have a compassionate heart.
If you think about it carefully, how could Kang Zhuo attract Zhe Yang if he didn't have any special abilities? The two of them must have completed many sky burials together. This is what many people think.
After preparing everything, Kang Zhuo walked to Zhe Yang's body.
He raised his head and looked at the eagles attracted by the burning of highland barley powder. The number of eagles hovering and sitting nearby was already extremely large. The timid ones already showed some scared expressions. If there weren't so many people here, I'm afraid
Already started to run away.
Seeing that everything was ready around him, Kang Zhuo took the hook in his left hand and the knife in his right hand and started to move.
I saw Kang Zhuo first using a knife to cut the hada wrapped around the body, which is a common Tibetan silk fabric. After the hada was peeled off, Zheyang's body was revealed. He was naked and very white. It seemed that Kang Zhuo had been there before.
Zhuo had already washed Zheyang, and occasionally there was a drop of water falling off his body. When Ye Yizhe saw this scene, he understood that it was probably Kang Zhuo who had washed it on his way back. Even so, the skin on his whole body had already begun to show signs of sluggishness.
The tendency is to cower there. At the end of life, everything should rest.
Kang Zhuo was very skilled at his work. With a hook in his left hand, a strip of meat was produced with his right hand, as if he were butting cattle. The meat fell to the ground one by one, and the intestines and stomach came out. For a sky burial master, when performing a sky burial,
, you need to hold the bloody heart, cut it open bit by bit in front of the relatives, and then point at it, which means that the person died in a healthy manner and it was not an infectious disease. At this time, the relatives will happily nod to express their gratitude. But for Kang Zhuolai
This step has obviously been omitted. As the person closest to Zhe Yang, Zhe Yang is cleaner than anything else.
Zheyang soon had only a skeleton left. The eagle sitting nearby couldn't bear it when Kang Zhuo started to solve it. He kept pushing forward, but for some reason, he squeezed into the surroundings of the celestial burial platform.
Then they stopped moving forward, as if there was an invisible force stopping them. All the eagles just formed a circle, blocking everyone's sight. Generally, during sky burials, there are people outside to block them.
They were holding the eagle until the sky burial master completed the dissection before letting them in. But at this moment, such a miraculous scene appeared, and everyone couldn't help but secretly exclaimed a miracle.
Kang Zhuo finished cutting it quickly. Knowing that Ye Yizhe and others could not see the situation, she quietly said: "Fly the eagle."
After hearing her order, Sang Teng stopped what he was doing, no longer knocking the wooden fish in front of him, and whispered "Amitabha". At this time, Kang Zhuo also peeled off the eagle on the outside and walked out, without knowing it.
Whether it was because there was no Sanskrit sound like beating a wooden fish or because Kang Zhuo left, the eagle flew to the remaining skeleton of Zhe Yang in a swish, eating, catching, holding and tearing it, just like a rooster.
There are dozens of eagles competing for food, but only Zheyang's body remains. All the eagles are fighting for it. From time to time, two eagles can be seen holding the same piece of meat, tearing it back and forth, and fighting.
No less, other eagles were eating on the side and falling with their feet. It was like the African vultures competing for food in the animal world. However, these eagles were much more beautiful than those vultures, tall and powerful, with pure fur, like
American bald eagle.
The eagles here are naturally different from the eagles in other places. Eagles have a high status in the minds of Tibetan Buddhist believers. They all say that eagles will never die. When they are near the end of their lives, eagles will fly higher and higher.
In the end, he will sit down and die instead of hanging down. Therefore, when a person is held by an eagle, he will be carried high into the sky, which is a very happy thing.
Seeing such a scene, everyone around the sky burial platform knelt on the ground, kneeling to the center of the sky burial platform to express their attachment to the deceased. Even Quan Liguo and Bai-Majiang Village were no exception. Sky burial is a plateau.
The province has the highest etiquette and no one will violate its rules.
In just a short time, Zheyang's body was eaten up. Because the eagles were competing for food, the skeleton was pushed to the audience. Kang Zhuo picked it up and threw it back. The skeleton seemed very light in her hands.
, her movements are skillful. Even though Kang Zhuo is already seventy years old, there is still no sign of aging in her movements.
Seeing her skillful movements and the dagger in her hand, Ye Yizhe's mind changed.
Until there was nothing left on the celestial burial platform, and even the blood stains were cleaned up by these eagles, the eagle looked at the celestial burial platform with nostalgia, then spread its wings and flew away, disappearing into the sky in an instant.