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After hearing these words, I asked Little Beijing directly: "Who arranged you here? Who asked you to lead the team?"

Little Beijing: "Of course it's old Uncle Huang. He made an international call and asked me to pick up a group of people here and then send them to southern Tibet. The first call, I sent them to the designated place. Come back. Are you The second call, but this little brother heard that a donkey friend in Medog died in distress, so he was flustered and wanted to go in by himself."

I calmly asked, "What are the rumors?"

Little Beijing: "That's right. Two days ago, someone found a few injured donkey friends at Songlinkou. They said that some time ago, they had a companionship with a Sichuan fortune-teller surnamed Liu, and then encountered a landslide. Liu's team, including him and two others, fell into the valley."

When I heard it, I thought it was bad food.

This is his uncle, something really happened.

What outdoor experience does Banxian have?No!At best, the little bit of survival skills I had when I went up the mountain to herd cattle when I was a child is useless and useless here.

Let Motuo fall into the valley, and the location is still unclear, so it's not easy to handle.

I asked Little Beijing: "How many people are there in the first group you brought?"

Little Beijing didn't hesitate to think: "Liu Yunhao (i.e. half immortal), Tang Zixuan (a good brother I met in Lijiang, Yunnan during the first Taoist medical assessment, and Duan Daxian (I met in Hong Kong, who claims to know everything) The down and out Qimen master) In addition, there are a pair of Miao sisters, one named Zhenzhen and the other named Yuanyuan, they are the only ones in this line of work.”

Banxian, Tang Zixuan, Mr. Duan, Miao sisters.

These people, let me think about it, it stands to reason that their combat effectiveness is not weak.Nothing should have gone wrong.

I said to Little Beijing, "Where did you take them to Medog?"

Little Beijing: "I took them directly to Medog County, and then let them live in a guest house in the county."

I know it.

This group of people must have been in the guest house, bewitched by someone, or encountered some kind of unexpected incident, so that they had to leave the guest house and go to an unknown place alone.

Next, I asked Little Beijing some more questions.Later, I learned that this guy was indeed a tour guide who specially led the Medog team.

Many donkey friends love to hike, but they lack an effective guide.For example, the road in front of you suddenly collapsed.I can't go anymore.Do you retrace your steps, or keep going?I estimate that most people will choose to go on, but then a question arises, how to go!

map?Don't be kidding, the virgin forest has a huge difference in altitude. You can't do it with a map.

When there is demand, there is market.Thus, people like Little Beijing appeared.

During the conversation, I also learned that Little Beijing's surname is Chang, the Chang who often is.

I called him Big Brother Chang, and then I asked him, "What happened to Master Dawang in the temple?"

Little Beijing said: "The hospitals in Lhasa are not as good as the Tibetan medicine prescribed by Master Dawang. I saw that little brother Guanfeng was injured, so I brought him here directly. It was night when I came here. I saw that the door of the temple was open, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I went directly to Master Ben Dawang's bedroom, but when I got to the door, I saw his door was closed again. After I pushed it open, I saw the master was bleeding from his head and fell to the ground. I turned around and wanted to call someone... but the monks have already arrived."

I understand.

When Little Beijing talked about this, he was a little embarrassed and said: "The monks should not misunderstand. Last month, I brought a few donkey friends from the mainland to this temple to seek medicine from Master Dawang, but in the end, They stole an old hand-cranked prayer wheel."

I go to his sister!

I am speechless.

In this matter, it cannot be said that the mainlanders are not good.It can only be blamed because there are too many mainlanders.When the forest grows, all kinds of birds will emerge, not to mention so many people.

There are a lot of people, so there are all the best products, and there are all kinds of goods.

But this thief is indeed too brave. Whose property is that? It is the property of Buddha. Can you steal it casually?

Speechless.

Little Beijing sighed at this time: "The sutra tube is very precious, and there are several precious stones inlaid on it. In addition, the most important thing is that it has been passed down from generation to generation. So the temple reported the case. Fortunately, Lhasa is not big. Those people are all from the mainland, so they were easy to find. Once they were searched, they were found. After they were recovered, they seemed to lead to a case of cultural relics.”

"So, I was infamous, saying that I was a thief who colluded with cultural relic dealers."

"This time, something happened to Master Dawang. The monks in the temple tied us up without saying a word. We were supposed to go to the police station, but Guan Feng was not in good health, so he said, wait for someone to pick him up. It just so happened that Master Dawang woke up. Yes, he said, the injury on the head was not done by us, and this helped me clear my name."

I thought for a while and then asked, "Is there anything missing from the temple this time?"

Little Beijing dejectedly said, "Why don't you say I'm unlucky, this time, I just lost another extremely precious magic weapon, the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle."

The Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle is not invented by me, nor is it an object in a martial arts novel. It is also a tool for spiritual practice just like the Thangka I have experienced.

The Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle is not called this name in Tantric Buddhism.It is called puba pestle, and it is a magic weapon used to practice and subdue the power of inner demons.

The little witch has one around her neck.

However, at the time, she didn't use it for me.

That's how it happened, although now Master Dawang said that Brother Chang was not the thief who harmed him.But a small group of monks in the monastery still refused to let Little Beijing go.

As for Little Beijing, he didn't want Master Dawang to be questioned, so he simply stayed here first, taking care of Guan Feng while waiting for someone to solve the case.

No, this evening, people from the police station came, asked about the situation, and took notes.

After such a toss, the suspicion of Little Beijing and Guan Feng was completely ruled out.

So, on the side of the monks, they will not pursue it for now, but the Tibetans quit after knowing the news.Master Dawang has a very high status in the eyes of the nearby Tibetans, because he knows Tibetan medicine and has saved many people.

Therefore, the Tibetans said that if Little Beijing dared to come out of this temple, it would be abolished.

With these things in front of me, when I arrived in Lhasa, I happened to ask about Little Beijing on Bajiao Street, and I happened to be targeted by Tibetans who knew about the situation.

then……

Nothing needs to be said.

The situation in Little Beijing is that he dare not come out of the temple.

Although the monks persuaded these angry Tibetans.But Tibetans still think that the monks are too kind.He was cheated by a glib guy like Little Beijing, so after discussing with everyone, he must be killed.

Little Beijing, I can't tell the hardships.

He is extremely useless, so he has no choice but to stay in the temple for a day, a day.

Hey, this little Beijing is really a coward.

The two things that are spread out are all led by others, and he pulls out the piles.

This matter makes people speechless.

But it’s not impossible to solve, I thought about it in my heart, and decided to wait for the poison of Guanfeng to go away, and then I would take Little Beijing and have a good talk with Tibetans.

People's hearts are fleshy. When there are conflicts, we must communicate. After communication, we are friends!

I'm thinking about it here.

Suddenly, a young monk ran up. He came close, looked up at me and said, "Excuse me, are you from the Mainland, Mr. Ji?"

what……

Is my number so loud?Back then, I didn’t live in Lhasa. I just lived in a corner of the Potala Palace for a few days, and no one knew my size. This is it?

I said to the little monk: "Yes, I am Mr. Ji."

Little monk: "That's very good. Please, Mr. Ji, come with me to the room. Master Dawang wants to see you."

I turned around and said goodbye to Brother Chang, and then introduced Liu Sheng to Brother Chang and said, "This is my friend, let's talk together first. Uh... well, forget it, let's talk."

What are you talking about!

Yagyu's language is English and Japanese, and Brother Chang's language is Chinese.

This ditch is not small.The two of them, pondering by themselves, how to cross it.

I walked all the way behind the little monk and came to a room.

Push the door in.

I saw Master Dawang sitting on a chair, wearing presbyopic glasses, reading a book.

The book is something in Tibetan, I don't know what it is.

Seeing me coming in, Dawang hurriedly put down his notebook, took off his glasses, and warmly greeted me to sit down.

I sat down, and Dawang took the cup and poured me a cup of milk tea with the pot.

"The weather in Lhasa is cold, so drink more milk tea to warm up your body," Dawang said.

I took the cup and took a sip, it was warm and delicious.

Putting down the cup, I looked at the kind old man in front of me. He wore a gauze on his head. His appearance was intertwined with his age. I suddenly thought of my grandpa.

For a moment, I felt a little sour and uncomfortable.

"Master Dawang." I clasped my hands together.

"Is the wound on your head better?"

Dawang smiled and said, "Nothing? Nothing."

I said, "That thief really deserves to die, why did he treat you so viciously."

Dawang: "No one is born willing to be a thief and likes to be a thief. They must have a cause and effect that is difficult to get rid of. Don't blame them for this. It's just that the puba pestle is a magic weapon handed down from generation to generation. , There is a lot of help. I hope that they can return that thing. Of course, if they really need it, I also hope that they can talk to me and I will teach them the method to use. Otherwise, that Puba In their hands, it's just a dead thing."

I looked around and said, "Master Dawang, is there no security surveillance in your monastery?"

Dawang smiled: "This is just a small temple. The believers are mostly ordinary people. They don't have much money. We don't need to install those useless things."

Speaking of this, Dawangti pot filled me with a cup of milk tea.

"Mr. Ji, do you know how I got to know your name?"

I smiled: "I'm brother Guanfeng, this."

Dawang shook his head and said, "That's not the case. There is a layer of karma between you and me. That karma is my stupid apprentice."

Silly apprentice.

As soon as I heard these three words, a person immediately appeared in my mind.