"Golden antelope?" I have heard of this Tibetan antelope, but I have never heard of the golden antelope, but I have a vague feeling that this golden antelope should be related to the Tibetan antelope.
"Yes, Golden Antelope." The fat man blew out a smoke ring leisurely, and something called piety flashed in his eyes. The serious fat man looked like a really fat man.
The fat man paused here, seemed to have sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and then said: "They are the incarnation of the sun god in the eyes of the Tibetan people. There is not such a golden antelope among the millions of Tibetan antelopes. The Tibetan antelope is almost extinct. What do you think of this golden antelope? The golden antelope is covered with soft golden hair. Normally, it is just a golden fleece, but when they run, people who have seen it say it looks like It was a yellow lightning, and then they saw the light, the sun, and their god. What’s more, they felt bathed in endless light, as if their souls had been cleansed, and the entire Tibetan area The whole continent is bathed in this light."
The fat man paused for a long time after saying this, and there was a casual look in his eyes. I felt it was a kind of disgust. He hated the coat he was wearing and himself wearing this coat. I thought about how to comfort the fat man. The fat man calmed down on his own: "When golden antelopes are hunted by humans, they will emit a special cry before dying. They are asking for help from their own people. This sound cannot be heard by others. Only the people in Tibetan areas can hear it, and they call this sound the death of the sun. Once the Tibetans hear this sound, they will quickly be able to identify the source of the sound, and Tibetans from all directions will move towards that place. No matter how far they are and how important the work is at hand, the golden antelope is their belief, and they will go to save their sun. Once they encounter someone poaching the golden antelope, even if they lose their lives, they will Make the poachers pay."
"A fight with life?" I swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This was not an exaggeration by the fat man. Tibetans are usually kind, but once they see their beliefs being tarnished, their viciousness will kill me. Will not forget.
I still remember that it was in a small restaurant in the countryside. I happened to go to the countryside to find some old things. At that time, I was still a novice and was cautious in everything I did.
In this restaurant, there were two men, one of whom was a strong man over 1.8 meters tall and weighed almost 200 kilograms, and the other looked like a normal person, looking very afraid of strong men.
The two men were arguing together. They were extremely bored and mentioned the unification of the Tibetan people and the King of Tibet, Songtsen Gampo. This strong man obviously didn't like Songtsen Gampo very much. Various behaviors of Zangampo 1
Suddenly sarcastic.
At this time, a man from another table stood up and slapped the table, pointed at the strong man's nose and cursed. The man looked to be only 1.6 meters tall, and he was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him away.
"Why, I want you, a little toothpick, to take care of me when I talk?" The strong man is obviously a domineering guy, and he means to attack the little man at any time.
"Apologise, apologize to our king!" The little man spoke very awkward and stumbling Chinese, which meant that he wanted the strong man to apologize for what he had just said.
You must know that King Songtsen Gampo of Tibet is indeed a legendary existence. He unified the Tibetan people and the beliefs of the entire nation. This could not have happened, but the King of Tibet actually made him appear in front of the world. So for the King of Tibet
Tibetan people even compare them to their own gods.
"Boy, go back to your mother's womb and learn how to speak eloquently, and then you can compete with me." The strong man had already stood up from the table, and the veins on his arms were bulging.
"Apologise." The little man knew that he was not good at speaking Chinese, so he would apologize over and over again, but he held his head high and held his chest high as if he was not afraid of the strong man at all.
"Really? I don't know what an apology is!" The strong man had already walked up to the little man, tilting his ears as if he was seeking knowledge.
"Apologizing means saying I'm sorry and saying you made a mistake!" The little man didn't even feel the crisis and looked righteous.
"Apologise? Did you say it wrong? I haven't known what it means to be wrong or to apologize since I was born from my mother's womb!" When he said this, the strong man had already punched the little man on the cheek, and the little man felt like he was broken.
The kite flew out of line and fell to the ground.
"How's it going? Are you satisfied with my apology?" The strong man grinned, and the diners on the side all ducked away. No one dared to break up the fight, and no one dared to say a word to stop the fight.
"Apologise, say I'm sorry!" The little man struggled to hold himself up. The punch was very hard, and the little man spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. But it was strange that the power of that punch was enough to blow a person's body.
The tooth was knocked out, and the little man seemed to have just bled a little.
"I told you to stop being stubborn with him and go away obediently." The boss came out and whispered to the little man.
"Apologise, you ask him to apologize to our king." There was no other Chinese in this little man's mind. He kept repeating this sentence over and over again, demanding that the strong man apologize.
"Okay, buddy, what do you want me to do? I was confused just now and didn't hear clearly." The strong man walked in front of the little man, helped him up, and patted the dirt on his body.
"Apologise, kneel down and admit your mistake, or you'll step over me
!" This little guy didn't know the current affairs, so he got more serious and asked the strong man to kneel down. Isn't this a fantasy?
The strong man's face darkened and he turned livid. He kicked the little man in the chest so hard that I felt a pain in my chest, as if the kick had hit my chest. The little man slipped on the ground.
Three meters away, a large piece of the clothes on the back had been torn, and the flesh and blood were exposed, and blood was oozing out.
"Kneel down and admit your mistake. The King will not tolerate you being so tainted." The little man was almost speechless. Blood was spitting out from his mouth. His voice was much deeper, as if he was about to get angry. I thought to myself, I am so thin.
The camel is bigger than the horse, you
You have to endure your anger. But I quite admire this little man. Sometimes some people kneel down when they see the powerful and powerful, but he still refuses to give up. I don’t know how to say that he is unafraid.
Powerful, or should I call him stupid?
"Okay, okay, I'll kneel down! But you have to take my punch first." The strong man leaned down slightly, and hit the little man's face with his whole fist. I felt that the ground was falling.
It sank an inch.
This punch almost killed the little man. The little man's body began to twitch involuntarily, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he was suffering from great pain. But the little man still did not give up. He had already turned over.
Half kneeling on the ground, he planned to stand up.
Just as the little man was struggling, the strong man knelt down with a bang. I still remember the expression of that strong man, shocked, shocked, still shocked!
"Brother, no matter what, I apologize to your king and take back those wrong words I said before." After kneeling down, the strong man left without looking back.
Hearing these words from the strong man, I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise someone here would have to die today. But that person would be a strong man, not a little man!
Because I saw a cyan tattoo exposed on the fist that the little man was approaching. It was a very strange tattoo that seemed to be a religious pattern. But I recognized where that tattoo came from at a glance. It came from the Bon religion! And only the Bon religion.
Only ascetics who are worthy of having this unique tattoo will regard this kind of suffering as their own practice. But after the third time, if the strong man is still stubborn, the next second will be the strong man lying on the ground, and
There was no chance to get up again.
"Hey, Tianming, what's wrong with you?" The fat man saw that I was distracted and waved his hand in front of my eyes.
I said: "It's okay, I just remembered a religion called Bon in Tibetan areas. Do you know?"
"Bon religion? Do you actually know about it?" The fat man was stunned, and suddenly said to me mysteriously: "I will only tell you about one person. There is also a Bon religion member in our team, and he is also an ascetic."