One hundred and seventieth chapter empty line quietly
The elusive Wolf King, like the white-haired wind in the snow, quietly disappeared under the moonlight. When I was jumping in the queue in the northeast, I heard the hunters in the village say that if a wolf has white hair on its body, it means it is about to become a spirit, which is bad.
The living environment of the wolves has made the wolves extremely cunning and ferocious. Wolves have always been unpopular in Tibet. People chase wolves and beat them, and dogs chase and bite them. It takes so much tenacity to survive in the gaps in nature.
The will and sinews of the giant wolf must have known the power of firearms for a long time, and would only reveal its traces when it was determined that the weapons would not pose a threat to it.
I don’t know what strategy the wolves will adopt to deal with us. But at this moment, we can only meet up with the big lama and the others as soon as possible, rely on the ruined temple wall, and try to hold on until dawn. Even if reinforcements cannot come, the wolf will be killed at dawn.
The group will also flee into the mountains.
I held the gun in one hand and kept looking around, alert to the wolves that would attack at any time. With the other hand, I supported the military doctor Gema and moved quickly towards the remaining wall of the temple where the lama and the big man were hiding. Gema held the
Her pistol, her dizziness seemed to be better at this time. We bypassed the grass where the company commander and the correspondent died, and finally returned to the red ruins of the wall. These broken walls only reached to the chest.
As high as the height, I lifted Gema over the wall first, and then climbed over myself.
Tiebang Lama was taking care of the seriously injured big man. When he saw that I had brought Gema back, he said: With the blessing of the auspicious Xiangshou Buddha Dakini, the Pose army finally rescued Gemalam. After speaking, he raised his eyes.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, whether it is the white sect of the Kagyu sect or the red sect of the Gelug sect, the yellow sect and the Yuma sect, they all believe that such a temple shrouded by the full moon should be a place of tranquility. However, in the deep grass and fog,
Everything is already a dark hell. The magic gods of the Demon Moon have turned this originally sacred place into a turbulent mess of eight disasters and eight disasters. Who are they punishing?
I anxiously said to the lama: The wolves are gathering outside, and we don’t have many bullets. We must light a fire to scare them away. Otherwise, we will not be able to get up until dawn, and we will all be eaten by hungry wolves.
The lama sighed: They are all crazy. Now the wolves dare to enter the temple to eat people. Then he led his old horse to the wall. The horse was frightened like chaff by the howls of wolves that kept coming from all around.
The wolves in several pastures under the Kunlun Mountains may have gathered outside the temple. The lama and his old horse have never heard so many wolves howling at the moon in their lives. These hungry wolves who were forced to have no way out would not care which one was the Buddha.
I am a destined disciple. At this time, chanting sutras is of no use.
Four walls with varying degrees of damage form a circle. One of the walls is relatively high and is held down by an overturned beam. On the other side is a stone tablet for the temple’s hidden path, on which is engraved the imperial edict of the Karmapa. The huge broken stone tablet is high
No less than five meters away, it is difficult for wolves to come from these two sides, but we must also prevent them from jumping in from high places on the wolf ladder.
Gema first looked at the big man's injuries. From her expression, it seemed that the big man was in danger this time. I picked up a few dry citrons from the ruins and put them in the fire to let the flames burn.
Then he picked up the big man's semi-automatic rifle, handed it to Gema, and guarded two low walls with her.
Suddenly the howl of the wolves subsided, and I peeked outside the wall. More and more wolves descended from the ridge to the vicinity of the ruined temple. I saw several wolf shadows jumping among the grass and broken walls. They had obviously seen the people inside the wall.
Before the Wolf King gave the order, no one dared to touch the fire. He just gathered around the lama, took down the dried cow dung and fire pith wood, and lit a fire in the remaining wall. Our location was the remnant of an old house in a side hall.
Address, wandering around the ruined temple.
I saw a pair of wolf eyes that looked like small green lights about forty meters away. I immediately raised my rifle, aligned three o'clock, and aimed at the middle of the two green lights. I pulled the trigger and followed the sound of the lights in the quiet night.
There was a gunshot, and the two green lights went out at the same time. Although it was impossible to confirm whether it hit the target, this shot had the effect of shaking the mountain and shaking the tiger. What the wolves in the wilderness fear the most these days is the shooting of the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.
They were all startled by the sound. For them, this semi-automatic rifle was an artifact that could shatter their souls and self-confidence. The other wolves no longer dared to stay nearby and all hid in the darkness, but the low
The howling of the wolves indicates that they are only retreating temporarily and will not stop there.
Seeing the wolves retreating, I relaxed my tense nerves. I remembered what I had just encountered on the way to the ancient tomb behind the temple. I felt very strange. The stone man who was half submerged in the earth was covered with rotten green stains.
Meat, he casually asked the old lama if the previous incidents of people and animals disappearing were related to it.
Unexpectedly, the Lama had never heard of the smelly and rotten stone statues in this temple. The Lama asked me to tell him in detail. I thought you would ask me, but he asked me to ask who else. I thought the Lama was right.
He knew the situation in this ruined temple very well. It turned out that he was just an ordinary bad old man, so he told the lama what had just happened while watching the movements of the wolves outside the temple.
After hearing this, the lama recited the six-character mantra several times and was surprised: In the past, it was only believed that the ghost mother and concubine in the ancient tomb were still lingering. They built a temple and a large steel statue of Shengde in order to suppress the evil spirits through the white conch of the pagoda.
However, for so many years, successive Buddhas have been helpless. Unexpectedly, it was the stone statue in front of the tomb that was responsible. If the ground had not cracked and the lake had collapsed, and it had been bumped into by the Pose army, no one would have ever found it. If this thing were to remain dormant for another hundred years, I am afraid it would
It's going to be a big deal.
I didn't understand: Lama Ak, what do you mean by what you just said? How can a stone become a spirit? It's a pity that there was no grenade around just now, otherwise I would have carried it up to the sky.
The lama said: You Han people call this mountain the Kunlun Pass, but in the Buddhist scriptures, it is called Rubaijiaka, which means the eight-petaled Sugong carried by the turtle and dragon. The sky is like the eight-petaled wheel of fortune, and the earth is like the eight-petaled lotus. This
The location of the temple is right in the stamen of the lotus. The Chema Mountain in the east is like the vagina of a Rakshasa woman. The terrain in the south is like a scorpion grabbing food. The rocks in the West are like a water demon looking at it. The ghost lake in the north is like it before it dries up.
Like a broken dragon mirror, building a temple on such a special terrain to frighten demons from all directions would be a complete meritorious deed.
However, due to the drying up of the lake, it became a place for evil spirits to roam. Scorpion fish that devour humans and animals emerged from the dry lake, and the sky in Langga became narrow. It turned out that the names of the monsters in the water recorded in the Buddhism Sutras grew there.
The body of the ancient tomb stone statue was drowned in the river to extract its vitality and blood.
What I heard the lama say seems to be a tantric theory of Feng Shui. It is very different from the half-written book I read. Maybe the purpose is consistent, but there are too many differences in the way of expression. At that time, I
I didn’t know much about the secrets of Feng Shui, and I couldn’t understand the complicated Feng Shui situation at all, so I couldn’t understand what he meant. I only heard him mention Bu Duo. It seemed like I had heard this word not long ago, and then I thought of what I just said.
When I arrived at the Freezing Spring with the advance team, I heard from the transport soldiers that there was a water monster that swallowed people in Qinghai Lake. Some people who had seen it said it looked like a log, and some said it looked like a big fish. The only thing about it was that it looked like a log.
The same thing is the smelly green. A soldier in the Tibetan area told us that they are all demons in the water. They are attached to any object and the switch is like something. If you catch it, you must smash it and burn it, otherwise it will
It had grown for a long time, and nothing could control it except Buddha's roc. As soon as he finished his speech, the company commander overheard and severely criticized him.
There are so many taboos and legends in Tibet that I couldn't know the details. I thought to myself that no matter what it was, I would just find a way to burn it after dawn. I must avenge my comrades.
The lama said: Countless people and animals have died on the edge of this ghost lake. Many ordinary people on the stone statues are difficult to deal with. We must ask the Buddha to consecrate the salt and let the protector who has practiced for four generations carry the salt jar.
The safest way is to bury the rotten stone figures with salt first, then dig them out three days later, smash them and burn them.
We were discussing in low voices when suddenly a thick cloud passed over the sky, covering the bright moon. The outside of the temple where the fire could not shine immediately turned into darkness. Gemma, Lama and I immediately became nervous. We knew in our hearts that
The wolves must also know that this is the best time to attack, and they will pounce in at all costs.
I just heard a shrill howl from a high place, the howl was sad and indignant, with unspeakable resentment. It was the voice of the white-haired wolf king. It finally gave the signal to attack. The dark wind fluttered around, and countless small green lamps flickered.
, I quickly grabbed a few wooden sticks and threw them outside the wall to illuminate the target for shooting.
This situation is a great test of physical and psychological quality. You can only bite one by one and beat them. You must not be distracted by the many hungry wolves running around, but at the same time, you must withstand the fear of being gradually compressed and surrounded.
, and the dark clouds covered the moon, and the visibility was too low, I failed to hit the target five times in a row. I was sweating all over when a giant wolf jumped out from the monument of His Majesty's Imperial Edict, without any hesitation about the fire below.
, pounced straight at the old horse hiding under the wall from mid-air, all the fangs in the wolf's mouth were raised, and it was about to bite the horse's neck.
The lama swung the iron rod and struck out. The heavy iron rod just hit the wolf's mouth, breaking three or four of the hardest wolf teeth. The wolf was hit hard and rolled over, fell into the fire, and was immediately burned by the fire.
At this time, the horse got frightened and neighed and bumped into me. I quickly lowered my head and the horse jumped out from the low wall behind me. It was immediately knocked down by several giant wolves rushing over from outside the wall and dragged into the grass.
behind.
Another skinny wolf with black mane jumped into the defensive circle and jumped on the big man who was seriously injured and unconscious. Gema raised his rifle and killed the black wolf. At the same time, two more wolves jumped in. I wanted to shoot to support her.
But he found that the magazine was empty, so he had to stick up his bayonet and stab it. There were no bullets in Gema's gun. He threw away the rifle and pulled out the pistol to shoot. The lama also chanted the six-character mantra and swung the iron rod to hit him constantly.
The hungry wolf jumped into the wall, and the sound of shouts, howls, gunshots, and human-wolf fights with broken bones and tendons all mixed together inside the ruined temple wall. Book Alliance