City Marshal

In the following week, Chutian and Parseus gathered their respective forces to find the whereabouts of Perseus, but there was no news of the latter. Perseus disappeared without a trace, and he even ignored him. The Indian power fell apart under the attack of Par Wumang.

The foundation of decades was about to be destroyed. Perseus gritted his teeth and refused to take charge of the overall situation. It can be seen that he knew in his heart that his appearance would only incur a thunder attack, so he would never show his face until his arm recovered. It is very difficult for Chutian and the others to search and arrest them.

But on the seventh day, murders started happening in India.

Long Sharad!

A confidant of Parmans, after throwing the six elites under Parseus into the incinerator, stood by the Ganges slowly admiring the rising black smoke and the ashes of flesh and blood, watching He felt a burst of joy as the ashes poured from the mouth of the incinerator into the Ganges.

Although it was still raining today, his whole body was warm.

India is a country where all the people believe in religion, but it is also one of the most fanatical countries with religious strife, so when Parr Wumang ordered to clear the heretics of Parseus, India was in a calm and bloody storm this week. Religious elements from the other side will compete as soon as it gets dark.

It's just that the two parties that were originally evenly matched, as Perseus couldn't hide and the Chinese government strongly condemned Perseus' attack on the Tibetan Palace, the forces under Perseus were gradually abandoned by all parties, so they were defeated in less than a week. The score fell apart and thousands of believers died.

Chang Sharad threw six talented people into the incinerator today.

But before he finished watching the burning of the corpses, a figure jumped out of the colorful Ganges, and before he could react, he threw a grenade. Several nearby bodyguards were also bombed to death.

The murderer then sneaked into the Ganges and fled.

On this day, there were more than a dozen tragedies in various parts of India, all of which were killed by Palmumang's cronies, either with knives, guns or poison. On the head of Hughes, the latter's forces have been purged more vigorously.

It's just that the death of more than a dozen capable generals still made Pal Wumang more harm than good.

"Those are the congregants who loyally support me."

Par Wumang sat on a hill, looked at Chu Tian and said lightly: "Even when I was in the most desperate and difficult time, they gritted their teeth and supported me. Unexpectedly, today I will be assassinated one by one; and the murderer is one by one. No catch, the assassin was skilled and ran away after killing."

"It seems that Perseus still has power in his hand."

Chu Tian was lying on the green grass, and took up the topic in a calm tone: "And it is an unknown force! His bright forces in India were either cleaned up or stared at by us. It is impossible to hide Open our eyes and ears to do things, so there are other masters!"

Pal Wumang crossed his hands on his thighs, then looked at the sky and responded calmly: "Yeah, it seems that I still underestimated this good uncle, I always thought that I saw him thoroughly, but who knows that he still has a lot of confidence?" Some dark men, today's assassination is probably not only revenge but also a declaration of war against me."

"Do you want to go back to India?"

Chu Tian waved his hand: "With you in charge, Xiaoxiao dare not move around."

"no need!"

Par Wumang shook his head without hesitation, took over the topic with a chuckle and said, "I have made proper arrangements for India, and the authorities have begun to intervene. It will not be easy for assassins to stir up trouble, and I have a billion Christians, no matter how capable they are, how many can they kill?"

Speaking of this, he sighed again: "More importantly, I feel that Perseus' revenge will not be limited to assassination, because those things don't have much impact on the overall situation, and he must have some insidious killer moves that he hasn't used yet. And it is very likely that the next target will be aimed at you, young commander."

"So I'll stay in Tibet for two more days to see the situation before making further plans."

Chutian nodded lightly: "Okay! Thank you then!" Then he stood up with a leap, stretched his muscles and bones and said, "Wumang, I will accompany Medo Dolma to Lhasa tomorrow, and I will die for the Palace of the Tibetan King." The housekeeper and Jiankun are conducting Tianzang, so you help me look at the Dianzang Palace."

"Don't let Perseus shoot back."

Par Wumang didn't open his mouth, but just nodded his head in a neutral manner. Chu Tian, ​​who knew what he meant, smiled and turned to go down the mountain. Tomorrow is a good day. The subordinates were sent to Lhasa for sky burial, giving them the highest honor after death.

Accompanying them were more than 60 elites from the Tibetan Palace. Although these nephews were the backbone of the Tibetan Palace and were impeccable in terms of loyalty and skill, Chu Tian was still worried that they would not be able to fight against a master like Perseus, so he Decided to accompany him to the celestial burial platform.

The fourth child and Yun Tian stayed in the mansion to protect Su Rongrong.

The sun rises in the east, and people are at their peak.

Sky burial is to feed the body of the deceased to the vulture eagle, and the vulture eagle will fly into the sky after eating. Tibetans believe that the deceased ascended to heaven smoothly.Sky burials are held in celestial burial grounds, and there are fixed places in various places, among which the Potala Palace is the most honored. After a person dies, the body is buried for several days, and lamas are invited to recite scriptures and choose a day for burial.

The funeral is usually very early, and someone specially assigned to send the corpse to the celestial burial master. First, incense is offered to the gods, and eagles gather around the celestial burial ground when they see the fireworks. Pound it with stones and mix it with tsampa...

Cut the meat into small pieces and set aside.

Finally, call the vultures with a whistle, and feed them in the order of bone and meat until they are all eaten.

Located in the northern suburbs of Lhasa, the celestial burial platform hosted by the Lama of the Potala Palace is more than one mile from the foot of the mountain to the celestial burial platform. This road is flat and wide for mourners, celestial burial performers and visitors.The so-called celestial burial platform turned out to be a huge stone in the mountains.

Shallow grooves three to four inches deep and one to two feet long have been ground out on the surface of the boulder. On the stone platform, there are dozens of deep pits in the shape of stone mortars, which are as big as pots and as small as bowls, which were formed for the long-term use of sky burials. .It is said that a large celestial burial platform can hold celestial burials for ten dead at the same time.

The surface of the huge celestial burial stone platform is as smooth as a mirror, which just shows the long history of celestial burial.

The sun this morning was not as fierce as the previous few days, and it was as gray as if covered by a layer of dust, so the vision would not be too clear, and Chu Tian would rather not see the scene in front of him clearly, even though he had seen too many bloody storms across the rivers and lakes, But the corners of his mouth still twitched when he saw the sound of sharp blades chopping meat and pounding bones.

The body of the old housekeeper's old woman had been shattered by Perseus, so it was easy to split apart when placed on the celestial burial platform, and Jiankun was huge and strong, so the celestial burial master had to do his best to 'get it', The sound of smashing bones tore at Chu Tian's heart, and he simply lowered his head.

At the same time, he secretly lamented the impermanence of life.

Because the two corpses were to be buried in the sky, it took about four hours. During this period, the vultures and eagles flew around, falling and rising, eating human flesh and tsampa with ease, while Mei Duo Zhuoma and the others all looked solemn, There was a trace of grief and joy that could not be concealed between the brows.

And the vultures jostled each other, rolled and flapped, forming a biting battlefield.

Just when the last five tsampas were shared by Eagle Eagles, a funeral procession of more than ten people appeared behind them. Men and women were all dressed in Tibetan style, with pain and sorrow on their faces. Two young men carried a white cloth to cover the incensed corpse.

Apparently they were waiting for the celestial burial at Zao Mansion to end.

"Aw, ow! ow"

Chu Tian glanced at them and then turned back to look at the celestial burial platform. At this moment, he suddenly found a strange imagination. The vultures and eagles who were originally eating human tsampa at ease flew into the air, circled and howled in mid-air, and were completely gone. Paying attention to the few tsampas on the ground seemed to be frightened.

Chutian's heart moved slightly. He knew that these vulture eagles who eat meat all the year round have no fear of anyone. On the contrary, they become happy when they see a crowd gathering, and they will involuntarily fall from the sky. It is almost impossible to give up food and escape to the sky. Unless they smell great danger.

Danger?

Chutian's sense of danger also rose as the eagle eagle soared into the sky. He looked at the backbone of the Tibetan palace and the celestial burial master who was shouting in front of him, and shook his head without hesitation. These people would have no problems, but the eagle eagle behaved Weird, even the celestial burial master didn't respond to asking them to come down...

At this time, Chu Tian looked behind the funeral procession and found that they did not know what was approaching. Perhaps it was because the sky burial ceremony was almost over, so the backbone of the Tibetan palace was not very surprised. After all, his own sky burial took too long. The family members of the deceased must wait impatiently.

"stop!"

Chu Tian turned around quickly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The backbone of the Tibetan King's Mansion and Medo Dolma were taken aback when they heard the words, and turned their heads to look at the funeral procession that was one meter away, but the latter did not respond to Chu Tian at all, but changed his face, and moved his right hand to carry the stretcher of the corpse As soon as he probed, he pulled out a sharp iron tool dyed black from under the white cloth.

Then calmly pierced into the backbone of the Zao Palace!

Those spikes were extremely sharp, like thorny tofu, directly pierced into the body of the backbone of the Tibetan Palace, and streams of blood burst out instantly, blooming wantonly under the cold light, and more than ten people fell to the ground silently, The assailant drew back the spikes without extraneous expression.

Their gestures are professional and their killing is full-bodied.

The sun broke through the sky, and the entire mountain was golden.In the following week, Chutian and Parseus gathered their respective forces to find the whereabouts of Perseus, but there was no news of the latter. Perseus disappeared without a trace, and he even ignored him. The Indian power fell apart under the attack of Par Wumang.

The foundation of decades was about to be destroyed. Perseus gritted his teeth and refused to take charge of the overall situation. It can be seen that he knew in his heart that his appearance would only incur a thunder attack, so he would never show his face until his arm recovered. It is very difficult for Chutian and the others to search and arrest them.

But on the seventh day, murders started happening in India.

Long Sharad!

A confidant of Parmans, after throwing the six elites under Parseus into the incinerator, stood by the Ganges slowly admiring the rising black smoke and the ashes of flesh and blood, watching He felt a burst of joy as the ashes poured from the mouth of the incinerator into the Ganges.

Although it was still raining today, his whole body was warm.

India is a country where all the people believe in religion, but it is also one of the most fanatical countries with religious strife, so when Parr Wumang ordered to clear the heretics of Parseus, India was in a calm and bloody storm this week. Religious elements from the other side will compete as soon as it gets dark.

It's just that the two parties that were originally evenly matched, as Perseus couldn't hide and the Chinese government strongly condemned Perseus' attack on the Tibetan Palace, the forces under Perseus were gradually abandoned by all parties, so they were defeated in less than a week. The score fell apart and thousands of believers died.

Chang Sharad threw six talented people into the incinerator today.

But before he finished watching the burning of the corpses, a figure jumped out of the colorful Ganges, and before he could react, he threw a grenade. Several nearby bodyguards were also bombed to death.

The murderer then sneaked into the Ganges and fled.

On this day, there were more than a dozen tragedies in various parts of India, all of which were killed by Palmumang's cronies, either with knives, guns or poison. On the head of Hughes, the latter's forces have been purged more vigorously.

It's just that the death of more than a dozen capable generals still made Pal Wumang more harm than good.

"Those are the congregants who loyally support me."

Par Wumang sat on a hill, looked at Chu Tian and said lightly: "Even when I was in the most desperate and difficult time, they gritted their teeth and supported me. Unexpectedly, today I will be assassinated one by one; and the murderer is one by one. No catch, the assassin was skilled and ran away after killing."

"It seems that Perseus still has power in his hand."

Chu Tian was lying on the green grass, and took up the topic in a calm tone: "And it is an unknown force! His bright forces in India were either cleaned up or stared at by us. It is impossible to hide Open our eyes and ears to do things, so there are other masters!"

Pal Wumang crossed his hands on his thighs, then looked at the sky and responded calmly: "Yeah, it seems that I still underestimated this good uncle, I always thought that I saw him thoroughly, but who knows that he still has a lot of confidence?" Some dark men, today's assassination is probably not only revenge but also a declaration of war against me."

"Do you want to go back to India?"

Chu Tian waved his hand: "With you in charge, Xiaoxiao dare not move around."

"no need!"

Par Wumang shook his head without hesitation, took over the topic with a chuckle and said, "I have made proper arrangements for India, and the authorities have begun to intervene. It will not be easy for assassins to stir up trouble, and I have a billion Christians, no matter how capable they are, how many can they kill?"

Speaking of this, he sighed again: "More importantly, I feel that Perseus' revenge will not be limited to assassination, because those things don't have much impact on the overall situation, and he must have some insidious killer moves that he hasn't used yet. And it is very likely that the next target will be aimed at you, young commander."

"So I'll stay in Tibet for two more days to see the situation before making further plans."

Chutian nodded lightly: "Okay! Thank you then!" Then he stood up with a leap, stretched his muscles and bones and said, "Wumang, I will accompany Medo Dolma to Lhasa tomorrow, and I will die for the Palace of the Tibetan King." The housekeeper and Jiankun are conducting Tianzang, so you help me look at the Dianzang Palace."

"Don't let Perseus shoot back."

Par Wumang didn't open his mouth, but just nodded his head in a neutral manner. Chu Tian, ​​who knew what he meant, smiled and turned to go down the mountain. Tomorrow is a good day. The subordinates were sent to Lhasa for sky burial, giving them the highest honor after death.

Accompanying them were more than 60 elites from the Tibetan Palace. Although these nephews were the backbone of the Tibetan Palace and were impeccable in terms of loyalty and skill, Chu Tian was still worried that they would not be able to fight against a master like Perseus, so he Decided to accompany him to the celestial burial platform.

The fourth child and Yun Tian stayed in the mansion to protect Su Rongrong.

The sun rises in the east, and people are at their peak.

Sky burial is to feed the body of the deceased to the vulture eagle, and the vulture eagle will fly into the sky after eating. Tibetans believe that the deceased ascended to heaven smoothly.Sky burials are held in celestial burial grounds, and there are fixed places in various places, among which the Potala Palace is the most honored. After a person dies, the body is buried for several days, and lamas are invited to recite scriptures and choose a day for burial.

The funeral is usually very early, and someone specially assigned to send the corpse to the celestial burial master. First, incense is offered to the gods, and eagles gather around the celestial burial ground when they see the fireworks. Pound it with stones and mix it with tsampa...

Cut the meat into small pieces and set aside.

Finally, call the vultures with a whistle, and feed them in the order of bone and meat until they are all eaten.

Located in the northern suburbs of Lhasa, the celestial burial platform hosted by the Lama of the Potala Palace is more than one mile from the foot of the mountain to the celestial burial platform. This road is flat and wide for mourners, celestial burial performers and visitors.The so-called celestial burial platform turned out to be a huge stone in the mountains.

Shallow grooves three to four inches deep and one to two feet long have been ground out on the surface of the boulder. On the stone platform, there are dozens of deep pits in the shape of stone mortars, which are as big as pots and as small as bowls, which were formed for the long-term use of sky burials. .It is said that a large celestial burial platform can hold celestial burials for ten dead at the same time.

The surface of the huge celestial burial stone platform is as smooth as a mirror, which just shows the long history of celestial burial.

The sun this morning was not as fierce as the previous few days, and it was as gray as if covered by a layer of dust, so the vision would not be too clear, and Chu Tian would rather not see the scene in front of him clearly, even though he had seen too many bloody storms across the rivers and lakes, But the corners of his mouth still twitched when he saw the sound of sharp blades chopping meat and pounding bones.

The body of the old housekeeper's old woman had been shattered by Perseus, so it was easy to split apart when placed on the celestial burial platform, and Jiankun was huge and strong, so the celestial burial master had to do his best to 'get it', The sound of smashing bones tore at Chu Tian's heart, and he simply lowered his head.

At the same time, he secretly lamented the impermanence of life.

Because the two corpses were to be buried in the sky, it took about four hours. During this period, the vultures and eagles flew around, falling and rising, eating human flesh and tsampa with ease, while Mei Duo Zhuoma and the others all looked solemn, There was a trace of grief and joy that could not be concealed between the brows.

And the vultures jostled each other, rolled and flapped, forming a biting battlefield.

Just when the last five tsampas were shared by Eagle Eagles, a funeral procession of more than ten people appeared behind them. Men and women were all dressed in Tibetan style, with pain and sorrow on their faces. Two young men carried a white cloth to cover the incensed corpse.

Apparently they were waiting for the celestial burial at Zao Mansion to end.

"Aw, ow! ow"

Chu Tian glanced at them and then turned back to look at the celestial burial platform. At this moment, he suddenly found a strange imagination. The vultures and eagles who were originally eating human tsampa at ease flew into the air, circled and howled in mid-air, and were completely gone. Paying attention to the few tsampas on the ground seemed to be frightened.

Chutian's heart moved slightly. He knew that these vulture eagles who eat meat all the year round have no fear of anyone. On the contrary, they become happy when they see a crowd gathering, and they will involuntarily fall from the sky. It is almost impossible to give up food and escape to the sky. Unless they smell great danger.

Danger?

Chutian's sense of danger also rose as the eagle eagle soared into the sky. He looked at the backbone of the Tibetan palace and the celestial burial master who was shouting in front of him, and shook his head without hesitation. These people would have no problems, but the eagle eagle behaved Weird, even the celestial burial master didn't respond to asking them to come down...

At this time, Chu Tian looked behind the funeral procession and found that they did not know what was approaching. Perhaps it was because the sky burial ceremony was almost over, so the backbone of the Tibetan palace was not very surprised. After all, his own sky burial took too long. The family members of the deceased must wait impatiently.

"stop!"

Chu Tian turned around quickly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The backbone of the Tibetan King's Mansion and Medo Dolma were taken aback when they heard the words, and turned their heads to look at the funeral procession that was one meter away, but the latter did not respond to Chu Tian at all, but changed his face, and moved his right hand to carry the stretcher of the corpse As soon as he probed, he pulled out a sharp iron tool dyed black from under the white cloth.

Then calmly pierced into the backbone of the Zao Palace!

Those spikes were extremely sharp, like thorny tofu, directly pierced into the body of the backbone of the Tibetan Palace, and streams of blood burst out instantly, blooming wantonly under the cold light, and more than ten people fell to the ground silently, The assailant drew back the spikes without extraneous expression.

Their gestures are professional and their killing is full-bodied.

The sun broke through the sky, and the entire mountain was golden.