Chapter 873 Cold Blood and Flesh Soup Rakshasa Ghost Girl
The train carriage is inexplicably strange.
Kong Sang, who was pulled into an unknown place by the Blood Sea Guanyin Picture, experienced a momentary spin, and the darkness in front of him suddenly turned into white!
In an instant, the rainbow-like sunshine stung Kongsang and rubbed his eyes in discomfort.
Immediately, what came into view was a grassland!
There is a scent of green grass, mixed with the unique smell of cattle and sheep.
From time to time, there was a sound of cattle and sheep braying.
It looks quite like a paradise.
Kong Sang couldn't help but be surprised: "I am... coming to the grassland?"
"Is it a false witchcraft, or is it like Dachengzi that he was hit by a special teleportation method?"
At this time, it was dusk on the grassland.
Kong Sang couldn't help but look at the only tent not far away.
The tent looks very ordinary, similar to what Tibetan herders are used to.
There are also beautiful prayer flags tied to it, flying slowly in the breeze.
Kong Sang turned around and looked again, only to see the same endless grassland behind him.
But... there are no more tents or people.
There is no trace of the train.
"There is only one family here?"
In doubt, Kong Sang couldn't help but become cautious.
He didn't think it was an illusion.
However, he felt that it was unlikely that he would reach Lhasa.
Although on the grassland, there are some distances between herdsmen and herdsmen.
"Hmm... I always feel that there is something to do with the person who is suspected to be a Tibetan banshee!"
"That's all, I have come here anyway, and I have to explore the reality first."
"But... what is the reason that separates Dachengzi and me?"
"If you want to deal with Dachengzi, there is no reason to deal with me anymore..."
Kong Sang was thinking as he came to the tent.
After knocking on the door, a woman's voice came from inside:
"Coming."
After a while, the wooden door was opened.
What caught his eye was a woman in her thirties.
The woman is wearing the traditional clothing of Tibetan herdsmen. She is a woman who is plainly dressed but cannot hide her beauty.
"Hello, may I ask where this is..." Kong Sang asked tentatively.
The woman smiled and said: "This is the Lhasa grassland. You...are not Tibetans. You are Han. How did you come here?"
With that said, the woman pushed the wooden door open: "Come in and talk."
"I'm the only one living in this neighborhood."
"If it gets dark later and you stay outside, you may encounter wolves."
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Kong Sang smiled and said, "That would be troublesome."
With that said, Kong Sang entered the tent.
In front of you, the huge tent is cleverly laid out and fully equipped.
The woman brought a bowl of steaming milk tea and greeted Kong Sang warmly: "Sit down."
Kong Sang nodded: "Excuse me...how should I call you?"
The woman smiled gently and said immediately: "My name is La Ya."
"Looking at your appearance, you shouldn't be much younger than me. Just call me by my name."
Kong Sang smiled: "In that case, I won't be polite anymore."
With that said, he took the milk tea the woman gave him.
He paused slightly and then took a sip.
Laya smiled and said: "How does it taste?"
Kong Sang praised: "It tastes very good."
"By the way, La Ya, you just said... there are wolves here at night?"
La Ya nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it's rare to see it originally."
"But later, after there was a wolf king here, a wolf pack was gradually born."
"So, at night, we will close the doors and windows tightly."
"The fence at the door has also been raised a lot to prevent cattle and sheep from being attacked by wolves."
Kong Sang couldn't help but said: "It's just... isn't it dangerous for you to live here alone?"
Laya smiled and shook her head: "No, even though I am a woman, I still have the ability to protect myself."
Kong Sang frowned slightly.
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La Ya's performance is almost no different from that of ordinary women.
But...he always felt something was not right in his heart.
However, after investigating with the ability of a watchman, there is no doubt that La Ya is not a vicious ghost.
Thinking of this, Kong Sang couldn't help but say:
"That being the case, how long will it take to get to the Jokhang Temple from here?"
La Ya looked a little surprised: "Jokhang Temple?"
"That's a bit far."
"Even if you ride a yak, it will probably take several hours."
Kong Sang listened and made a calculation secretly.
This time... is quite different from what Zhao Yuecheng mentioned before, the time it took for him and Li Jiabin to go to the Jokhang Temple to worship the gods.
In other words... if calculated according to time, this may be the place where Zhao Yuecheng lived before?
Laya smiled and said:
"You sit down first, it will get dark soon."
"The food will be ready in a moment."
With that said, La Ya got up and went to work in the kitchen.
Kong Sang observed the entire tent.
There are many Tibetan characters written on the tent.
Kongsang couldn't understand these, but by comparing the prayer tubes and other Buddhist supplies that could be seen everywhere, he could roughly deduce that what was written on them should be Buddhist scriptures in Tibetan.
Seeing that Laya was still busy working, Kongsang thought for a while and took out his mobile phone.
He quietly took a photo of La Ya.
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Then, he looked at the screen again.
Yes, there is a signal.
Kong Sang opened the phone book and dialed a number to He Meng.
"Beep...beep..."
After a busy tone:
"Hello? Kong Sang, why did you call me at this time?" He Meng's voice came from the mobile phone.
Kong Sang took the opportunity to look at La Ya who was busy in the kitchen and said:
"He Meng, there is something I would like you to check for me."
"I encountered a supernatural incident involving a blood-stained picture of Guanyin."
"The Guanyin picture is somewhat different from Chinese Buddhism. I suspect it is an object from Tibetan Buddhism."
Tadu@ "Considering what Dachengzi told me, this matter...may have something to do with him."
On the phone, He Meng was slightly stunned:
"So, do you want me to help you investigate Dachengzi's past, or..."
Kong Sang nodded:
"Yes, help me see if Dachengzi was involved in this matter when he was in Lhasa."
"Also, please help me check what the blood Guanyin picture represents."
On the phone, He Meng happily agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Kong Sang's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes changed slightly.
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After looking at the time, La Ya served the steaming broth about forty minutes later.
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"Here, this is yours."
La Ya specially handed the larger bowl to Kongsang.
Kong Sang smiled and took the bowl and chopsticks: "Thank you."
After the two sat across from each other, La Ya began to use her chopsticks rudely.
At this time, Kong Sang did not take any action.
Laya took a few bites and couldn't help but asked: "What's wrong?"
"Could it be that...this taste doesn't suit you?"
Kong Sang shook his head: "I'm just a little curious, because the aroma of this broth is very special."
Laya smiled: "There are some very special herbs on our grassland."
"After some herbs are added, they can produce a very comfortable aroma."
"It can also be regarded as an ingredient that can stimulate the spleen and strengthen the stomach."
Kong Sang nodded.
He picked up the spoon, scooped up the meat pieces in the broth, and looked at it carefully.
He lowered his head, deliberately not looking at La Ya across from him.
But he vaguely felt that La Ya's eyes seemed to be staring at him.
Under the reflection of the broth, Kong Sang faintly noticed that... there seemed to be a black shadow gradually approaching his head.
The shadow gradually tore into two halves, like two saws, and like a bloody mouth!
Kong Sang raised his head suddenly.
But there was nothing in front of him, La Ya was drinking her own broth.
"Laya, may I ask...what kind of meat is this?"
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La Ya was slightly startled: "Of course it's mutton."
Kong Sang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since it is mutton, why doesn't it smell like mutton?"
"Although I know that the high-quality mutton on the grassland has a light taste."
"But...it has no taste at all, which seems a little unreasonable."
Laya smiled: "Of course it's because of the herbs I put in it."
"Really?" Kong Sang nodded: "But...according to what I know, the herbs on the grassland are very precious."
"Either to prepare for emergencies, or to go to the city to exchange for money."
"This method of using herbs as spices and boiling them in broth is not the traditional eating method of Tibetan herdsmen."
As he said that, Kong Sang suddenly changed the subject:
"I saw Buddhist scriptures written on the tent, as well as prayer tubes."
Tadu@ "Does Laya like to recite Buddha's name?"
Laya was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "We Tibetans naturally believe in Buddhism."
Kongsang nodded: "Tibetan Buddhism, at the beginning, covered a lot of Indian Buddhism."
"Later, after gradually evolving, it formed its own system."
"In Tibetan Buddhism, there are many more talk about Dharma protectors, ghosts and gods than in inland areas."
"For example... Banshee..."
Saying that, Kongsang looked at La Ya suddenly:
"I don't know, what does La Ya know?"
La Ya smiled slightly: "Of course I know something."
"The legendary Tibetan succubus in Tibet, Sagalam, is very famous."
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"Yes." Kong Sang said again: "As far as I know, the most amazing thing about the banshee illusion is that it is not completely a deception!"
"The blindness is part of it, and the herbal medicine is part of it."
"As the saying goes, virtuality and reality are consistent."
"So, for people who don't know much about Tibetan mysterious methods, it is basically indistinguishable."
"But, it's a pity..."
Kong Sang suddenly took out a string of rosary beads.
"It's a pity...I also used to be a Buddhist..."
"If there is a trace of Buddhist practice in the method, I can still tell the difference."
At this moment, behind Kong Sang, the incarnation of Fahai appeared faintly.
Fahai picked up the flowers and smiled, and declared the Buddha's name: "Namo Amitabha!"
In an instant, the broth in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Instead, there was a bowl of bloody cold soup!
The cold soup was very rough, and the most horrifying thing was that it was all red with blood, and I didn’t know whether it was soup or... blood!
There were pieces of meat floating inside, as well as some unknown debris, with a pungent smell of blood.
"She likes to eat human flesh, has a beautiful face, is a woman, and... believes in Buddhism..."
"Many people who know a little bit about Tibetan culture, when they mention the theory of banshee, they will think of the special Tibetan banshee like Sakya Bam!"
"Furthermore, according to legend, after Sakya Bam is inspired, he will become a protector of the Buddha's Dharma."
"However, in Tibetan Buddhism and even Chinese Buddhism."
"Such living beings have a common name."
"It's called... Rakshasa Girl!"
At this moment, Kong Sang looked at La Ya quietly: "Maybe you are called La Ya, and you are indeed not an ordinary ghost."
"You are a special ghost with characteristics of both Buddhism and mythology, Rakshasa!"
"Furthermore, if you consider that your appearance is deliberate..."
"Laya...you should be, according to Dachengzi, Zhuoya's mother!"
[Author's digression]: Little popular science:
Rakshasa, in Buddhism, there is a saying of swift ghost.
The Rakshasa itself has almost the same origin as the Yaksha among the eight Buddhist sects.
According to legend, they were born at the same time.
However, unlike Yaksha, Rakshasa men are extremely ugly, while Rakshasa women are beautiful.
In fact, regarding the legends related to Rakshasa, except for the more famous ten Rakshasa women, Rakshasa generally refers to a system of ghosts and gods.
Tadu@ In other words, Rakshasa is not a certain ethnic group.
But in Buddhist scriptures and mythology, those who have the characteristics in the text are called Rakshasa.
Therefore, Rakshasa is a collective term.
The Tibetan banshee Sakya Bam can be understood as one of the Rakshasa sect.
Rumor has it that Rakshasa was originally the name of an indigenous nation in ancient India. After the Aryans conquered India, Rakshasa became synonymous with evil spirits.
There is also a saying that in the place where Sri Lanka is today, where Lankavatara Island was in ancient times, there was a kingdom of Rakshasa women, evil ghosts who were gluttonous, flew into the sky, and escaped from the earth.