Langjie's grandson endured the severe pain and struggled desperately, but Jin Pu Awang's hands firmly controlled him, making him like a struggling fish rolling back and forth, with no chance of escape.
"You will die too! Soon!" Langjie closed his eyes, as if he had completely forgotten life and death. The pilgrims are not a single person, but a group of people, a group of people with unimaginable determination. They are constantly
Killing people, constantly causing bloodshed, this ancient and mysterious organization has never been cut off.
But Mustache could sense that Langjie was not without concern, or that he had no feeling about life and death. At least, he couldn't bear to hear his grandson's screams and see his tragic condition.
This is human nature. As long as the blood in a person's body has not completely turned cold, then there are people or things in the world that he cherishes and cares about. This scene is a bit unbearable to watch, but Mustache doesn't have much compassion in his heart.
, he knew very well who Langjie and his grandson were.
They are pilgrims, a group of murderers. They will kill anyone with six fingers or anyone close to the prophecy of the end of the world without mercy, even an old man or a newborn baby. As long as they commit the pilgrimage
If the opponent's taboo is violated, the bloody butcher's knife will immediately cut the opponent's throat.
"Geology team, you were the ones who killed me."
"They are not a geology team." Langjie looked at Mustache coldly.
"Who are they?"
The geological team was killed by Lang Jie. After the assassination, he must have searched the bodies and the things they carried with them. But Lang Jie didn't answer a word and only said that they were a group of wishful thinking and a group of damned people.
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“Who deserves to die and who doesn’t deserve to die, it’s not up to you!”
Jinpu Ngawang is a monk, but sometimes his heart is as hard as a stone, without any emotion or warmth, especially for the so-called pilgrims. He has never seen Chanado, but because of Bian Balingchang's
The reason is that it has something to do with Chanana
Relations. Pilgrims have an unshirkable responsibility for Chanado's death. Jinpu Awang increased the strength in his hands, making Langjie's grandson unable to help but scream more shrillly. For Langjie himself, his grandson was shrill and shrill.
His screams were a form of torture to force him to submit.
"Arnie! Arnie!" Langjie's grandson was young after all, and his mind could not be tempered to the level of Langjie. As the pain continued and escalated, he finally began to shout loudly at Langjie.
"Shut your mouth! Don't slander your ancestors!" Lang Jie reprimanded without looking back. Although the corners of his mouth kept twitching, as if a knife was constantly cutting his flesh and heart, he still
He shouted to his grandson sternly: "No pilgrim will kneel down and beg for mercy from the enemy! No matter how sharp the hidden knife is, it will only destroy your body! Your soul will enter the Pure Land!"
These words seemed to be addressed to his grandson, but they were also addressed to Mustache and Jinpu Ngawang. Langjie's meaning was very clear. He admitted that he was a pilgrim, but he would never reveal another word of information.
At this moment, Mustache could already imagine that Langjie had trained his sons and grandsons to become murderers. It was definitely not a matter of his generation for them to become pilgrims. Before his father, grandfather, and even earlier, his
The family is guarding the village near the mountain pass. If nothing happens, they are ordinary villagers. If they find anyone asking about Nuo Tuoci, they will immediately become killers.
This also indirectly shows that Nuo Tuoche has a very important relationship with the prophecy of the end of the world, or the six fingers. Otherwise, there would be no pilgrims waiting here year after year.
"You can kill us, but you won't live long." Langjie's eyes seemed to be on fire. He looked at Mustache and Jinpu Awang, and then at his son's body.
After listening to Langjie's words, Mustache suddenly realized that as Langjie's family was part of the pilgrims, they must still be in contact with other pilgrims. Before the assassination was actually carried out, there was no guarantee that the assassination would be 100% successful.
, so before Langjie took action, he must have left relevant information, such as the origins of the mustaches and their appearance, etc. Sooner or later, this information would be obtained by other pilgrims who had contact with Langjie.
This is equivalent to completely exposing Mustache and the others to the sight of the ancient mysterious organization Pilgrims. However, Langjie will not tell where the information is left, and even if he looks for it, it is impossible to find it.
There is no doubt that since Langjie dared to say this, it means that he is determined to die. For such a person, coercion and temptation will not work. The mustache glanced at Jinpu Awang, asking the other party, what should he do?
How to deal with these two people.
"You use black orders to harm people, and gods and Buddhas will not forgive you." Jinpu Awang said word by word: "It is unforgivable."
As he spoke, he grabbed Langjie's grandson by the collar and slammed down the iron ring in his hand. This taciturn lama showed no mercy when killing people, without even blinking. The heavy iron ring carried the whistling sound of the wind.
, Langjie’s grandson’s skull was immediately smashed, and a little bit of blood and brain matter spewed out.
Langjie's body shook suddenly, and the anger in his eyes burned. The alloy tube of the mustache was still pointed at Langjie's throat, but it did not penetrate right away.
"Gods and Buddhas are merciful and benefit the world. Because of this, those who cause trouble and endanger all living beings will be killed with thunder! I will do the evil ones!" Jinpu Awang dropped the body of Langjie's grandson and strode over: "Let go.
The life of one troublemaker will inevitably affect two, three or even more innocent lives in the future."
Jinpu Ngawang is like a protector, killing pilgrims with an iron fist. From a certain point of view, he is more ruthless than Mustache.
Langjie's head was also shattered. When he fell, his eyes never closed, and the anger in his eyes still did not go out. The mustache slowly retracted the alloy tube. This cannot be said to be Jinpu Awang's addiction.
Kill, if it were Mustache to deal with Langjie, he might also choose to kill the opponent, but it would definitely have to be considered and he would not be as straightforward as Jin Pu Awang.
Looking at Lang Jie's already chilling body, Mustache recalled some things. The geological team thirty years ago was undoubtedly killed by Lang Jie secretly using the Black Order. As for the three strangers earlier,
The Tibetan's death is probably related to Langjie's father and grandfather.
Why didn't they just kill the old man Jiayang? Killing Jiayang would mean that the people in the village who knew Nuo Tuoci were completely cut off. Even if someone came to inquire about Nuo Tuoci, they would lose the target of inquiry. Langjie was living in the village.
Over the years, there have been many opportunities to kill Jia Yang, but he has never done so.
"Let's hurry up. Langjie must have left some clues. I don't know when other pilgrims will get these clues and discover our existence." Mustache temporarily interrupted his thoughts and began to find a place to deal with Langjie's family.
After the body was processed and buried, they went back to meet with Gesang Medo and Li Neng.
Gesangmei Duo only slept for about two hours, but after something like this happened, they couldn't sleep well again. The four of them packed their things and started walking immediately. They waited until the sky was about to get bright.
We found a temporary place and took turns to rest for a while.
After they had rested, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning. If nothing unexpected happened, they would be able to reach the mountain pass that afternoon. During the journey, Xiaowu had been secretly observing Gesang Meiduo, worried that she would appear again.
Abnormal situation, but Jinpu Ngawang private
The subordinate told him that there was nothing left of Chanado's body, only the seed of consciousness information hidden in Kelsang Medo's heart was left, and that Kelsang Medo had obtained the prayer wheel, so there should be no more problems.
What we have to do next is to find a way to awaken her step by step and discover more information.
They arrived at the mountain pass smoothly. Jiayang gave correct signs on the road from here to the front. Moreover, in this season, the road in the mountain was not difficult to walk. It took them a few days to walk all the way to Jiayang.
There is still a way to go from the place where the Germans stayed when they came in, but Jia Yang did not walk there himself.
When they arrived at this place, they saw two protruding mountains like horns in the distance. According to the secretly circulated legend of the seventh-century Bon Buddhist tribulation, Nuo Toci was in the canyon between the two mountains.
The section of the road that Mr. Jiayang has not walked personally is the most difficult to walk. The Gangdise Mountains are earthquake-prone areas. This section of the road may have experienced one or even several earthquakes of unknown magnitude in the past few years. The earthquakes did not change the shape of the mountains.
direction, but it has left obvious traces on the surface. Large and small surface cracks are densely scattered around. Sometimes a huge surface crack will completely cut off the road ahead, and you need to go around it or find another way.
It took them a whole day to walk through the most complicated section of the road. The two horn-like mountains were getting closer and closer. However, a few people only relaxed for less than two hours and suddenly fell into trouble. In front of them
The road is intertwined with thousands of cracks of different lengths. There may be other easier roads here, otherwise the Germans at that time would not be able to walk back and forth in a relatively short time, but the easier roads
Can't be found at the moment.
Every step in this place carries corresponding dangers. The mustache and Jinpu Ngawang are no big deal, but Kelsang Medo's physical strength cannot keep up, and she keeps shaking the prayer wheel and refuses to put it down.
Huzi walked behind her.
When they walked halfway through the difficult journey, Kelsang Medo stopped. At first, Xiaohu thought she was too tired to walk, but later found out that it seemed not. Kelsang Medo was spinning the prayer wheel in her hand.
, staring at the crack in front of him that was less than two meters wide.
"What are you looking at?" Mustache patted her gently.