More than ten days later, Gemo Temple sent an invitation to the Xia Zha family to debate scriptures.
The Xia Zha family didn't know it was a trick and agreed to this request.
On the day of the debate, hundreds of monk soldiers gathered in Gemo Temple. Together with the soldiers under Sang Chiruo, they pretended to be Buddhist monks and entered the territory of the Xia Zha tribe.
The Xia Zha family held a grand banquet, and invited nobles from the family and neighboring families to come and watch.
As a distinguished guest, Master Luoha sat at the highest point of the viewing platform. Next to him was the Deputy Prime Minister of Tubo and the head of the Xia Zha family.
Seeing the Buddhists and Bon believers in the audience debating the true and esoteric teachings, the head of the Xia Zha family said to Master Luoha: "The immortal spirits are themselves heaven, earth, rivers and living creatures, and have been passed down for thousands of years. Buddhism has been circulating for thousands of years.
Tantric Buddhism arose in Zhangzhong and spread its religion for less than two hundred years, so how can it be compared with Bonism?"
Master Luoha smiled and said nothing.
Outside the debate venue, Sang Chiruo wrapped his whole body in a monk's robe, lowered his head and walked slowly towards the inner courtyard of Xia Zha's house.
Someone asked in the middle and Sang Chiruo just lied and said that he went to the pagoda to pray for blessings.
In this way, after passing through the layers of sentry guards, Sang Chiruo was getting closer and closer to the inner courtyard, and the beautiful face in his memory became increasingly clear.
"stop!"
A rich man's voice stopped Sang Chiruo's footsteps.
The eldest son of the Xia Zha family and the eldest brother of Yang Jin, Chilie Dorje of the Thousand Households of Tubo, stared at Sang Chiruo's back and said suspiciously: "You! Turn around!"
Sang Chiruo stopped where he was.
Seeing this, Trilie Dorje slowly stretched his hand towards the weapon on his waist and said: "I have seen you somewhere, turn around!"
Sang Chiruo took a long breath, turned around slowly, and looked at Trilie Dorje again.
The latter was stunned, frowned and said: "Is it you?"
Seeing that there was no one around, Sang Chiruo lowered his voice and said, "I want to see Yang Jin."
Trilie Dorje said coldly: "My sister won't see you, please leave."
Sang Chiruo took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "I came here to save her!"
Trilie Dorje: "Rescue her? What a joke! How could a noble daughter of the Xia Zha family have the turn of a down-and-out person like you..."
Before he finished speaking, a scream suddenly came from the distance, followed by the sound of killing and the sound of weapons clashing one after another.
Trilie Dorje heard the sound, looked into the distance with wide eyes, and said unconsciously: "What's going on?!"
Sang Chiruo opened his hood, stared at Trilie Dorje and said: "Today's debate is just a trap. The Gemo Temple plans to kill all the Xia Zha family."
Trilie Dorje was furious when he heard this. He drew out his sword and tried to leave.
Sang Chiruo: "The Xia Zha family has been surrounded, and there is a traitor among your tribe. Without my help, Yang Jin would never be able to leave!"
Trilie Dorje first saw black smoke rising from the sutra debate venue, and then heard the sound of a hundred thousand urgent horns from the watchtower of Xia Zha's house.
Trilie Dorje, knowing that the situation was not good, looked at Sang Chiruo, hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
He first said to Sang Chiruo: "Yang Jin is visiting the garden in the West Fort. Take this with you and go find her quickly!"
After saying that, Trilie Dorje took off his waist badge and threw it to Sang Chiruo. He drew his weapon and ran at full speed towards the direction where the fight came from.
Sang Chiruo put away his badge and ran all the way to Xibao, Xia Zha's home.
After passing through several checkpoints and entering the fort gate, Sang Chiruo saw Yang Jin hiding alone in the garden, looking into the distance with a horrified face.
"Yang Jin!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Yang Jin turned around in disbelief.
Sang Chiruo ran over and hugged this longing woman.
Yang Jin looked at the man in front of him with joy on his face and asked, "Why are you here?"
Sang Chiruo: "Come with me! Now!"
Yang Jin did not hesitate at all and nodded vigorously.
The two left the West Fort and ran to the backyard.
Climbing up the low wall, Sang Chiruo looked outside and saw that the mountain path at the back gate of the clan fort was densely packed with cavalry.
He said in his heart that he came so quickly. Sang Chiruo had no choice but to take Yang Jin back to the castle. He chose a hidden secret pavilion, let the latter hide in, and sealed it with sundries and cabinets.
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After doing all this, Sang Chiruo took out the Golden Brahma from the various temples from his arms, tied it to his arm, and stood in the corridor, pretending to patrol around.
Not long after, some monk soldiers came downstairs. When they saw Sang Chiruo, they were startled for a moment, and then saluted and called him "Sir."
Sang Chiruo shook his head and said: "I have searched all the rooms here. There is no one everywhere. You go and look elsewhere."
The monk soldiers did not doubt his presence and left one after another.
Just as Sang Chiruo breathed a sigh of relief, several more soldiers came running not far away, walked up to him and said, "Sir, Master Luoha is looking for you."
Sang Chiruo's heart tightened and he could only obey the order.
Arriving in the courtyard, Sang Chiruo saw many nobles from the Xia Zha family, kneeling in a row, wailing and crying.
Master Luoha, who was sitting in the upper seat, saw Sang Chiruo, smiled and waved.
The latter bravely came to the front of the former and knelt on the ground again.
Master Luohe glanced at Sang Chiruo, turned to others and asked: "Who among the Xia Zha family has not been caught?"
The monk soldier replied: "Among our family, only the second daughter Yang Jin has not been found yet."
Upon hearing this, Master Luohe lowered his head to look at Sang Chiruo and asked softly: "Have you ever seen Nayang Jin?"
Sang Chiruo pretended that nothing happened and said, "I didn't see it."
Master Luohe took a deep look at Sang Chiruo, with a smile on his face, and said to the monk soldiers: "The front and rear of the clan fort are sealed. It is absolutely impossible for that woman to escape... Give the order and shout everywhere, if Yang Jin doesn't come out
, and execute one person every once in a while.”
The monk soldiers were ordered to leave.
After shouting for a while and receiving no response, the monk soldiers pushed out a nobleman from Xia Zha's house and chopped off his head in public.
Listening to the cries echoing in his ears, Sang Chiruo's face turned solemn, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
Soon, another person was beheaded.
When the sixth person was killed, a woman with tears on her face appeared at the edge of the courtyard.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When Sang Chiruo saw the woman, he closed his eyes in pain, as if all his strength had been drained from his body for a moment.
Yang Jin stepped on the blood of his clan members and walked slowly to the center of the courtyard. On his beautiful and delicate face, apart from sadness, only stubbornness remained.
Master Luohe looked at Yang Jin up and down, and couldn't help but sigh: "I have long heard that there is a snow lotus growing in Xia Zha's family. Now it seems that it is indeed well-deserved... This year, there is still one missing thing in the Buddhist rituals in Gemo Temple.
The utensil, when encountering such good materials, should have been kept for eighty-one days, and then on a special day, flesh lotuses would be harvested alive and made into a magical utensil..."
Having said this, Master Luohe looked at Sang Chiruo: "Unfortunately, she has some other uses."
Soon, a monk soldier took a sharp dagger and handed it into Sang Chiruo's hand.
Master Luohe: "Sang Chiruo, you have gone through a lot of practice, and now you only have the last level left."
Sang Chiruo's hand holding the dagger began to tremble uncontrollably.
Master Luoha: "All dharmas and forms are just empty illusions in the end. 'Confusion' means ordinary people, and 'enlightenment' means Buddha. Whether you want to be confused or awakened, Sangchiruo, you should realize it."
Sang Chiruo walked slowly towards Yang Jin with heavy steps.
The woman looked at Sang Chiruo with no fear in her eyes. Instead, she faced him calmly.
Standing in front of Sang Chiruo, Yang Jin first looked back at the corpses of his clan members, then turned his head and smiled, and said softly: "Sang Chiruo, I'm leaving first, remember to avenge me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jin used his body to cover the sight of others, suddenly grabbed Sang Chiruo's hand holding the dagger, and stabbed him in the abdomen with force.
Sang Chiruo felt the warmth coming from his hand, and before he could withdraw his hand, the sharp blade had already penetrated Yang Jin's body.
Blood continued to gush out from the wound. Sang Chiruo trembled all over, let go of the dagger, and quickly reached out to hold the wound to stop the bleeding.
More and more blood poured out helplessly, eventually taking away the last trace of Yang Jin's life.
Seeing this, Master Luohe nodded and said with satisfaction: "Sang Chiruo, you are my favorite apprentice. If you want to worship the Buddha, you must first get rid of the troubles in the world... You have done a good job.
it disappointed me."
Sang Chiruo hugged Yang Jin's body and sat on his knees in the courtyard. He could no longer hear any sound in his ears.
A few months later, in the cities of Tubo, Zuzan's golden tent was revealed.
Chi De Zuzan was sitting in his seat and heard the minister read out the letter sent by Long You. He could hardly believe his ears and exclaimed: "There was a rebellion in the Tang Dynasty?"
The minister nodded and said: "An Lushan, the traitor general of the Tang Dynasty, captured Taiyuan, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, in just three days, and Luoyang a month later. Now the former army has approached the capital Chang'an."
Chide Zuzan laughed and said: "God's blessing! This is the best gift God has given to Tubo!"
Master Luo He on the side stood up and said: "Zun Zan, if you want to use troops against the Tang Dynasty, I recommend one person to be a general."
Chide Zuzan: "Who are you going to recommend?"
Master Luohe: "Sang Chiruo from the Gar family."
Chide Zuzan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Sang Chiruo!"
Compared with before, Sang Chiruo now has a thin figure, cold eyes, and exudes the aura of a ferocious beast all over his body, which is intimidating.
Hearing Zuzan's call, he walked out of the row silently, knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Sang Chiruo of the Gar family, I will obey your orders."