The dust settles

Chapter 17

The hailstones had turned into rain and fell to the ground.Lama Monpa said: "I see, chieftain Wangbo and his subordinates are also reciting scriptures at this time, thinking that they have won."

The chieftain said, "We have won."

The lama warned the chieftain at the right time, he said that this was the first round.He said that in order to ensure mana, we should not go down the mountain and not get close to women and other unclean things.

In the second round, we should respond to a hailstorm over there.

Although this practice is still very lively, I don't think it's very interesting because the clear sky above my head is as clear as washing, and I can't see the changes in the weather caused by the spell.Three days later, there was news that there was a hailstorm the size of an egg under Chieftain Wangbo's jurisdiction.Hail fell their crops, and floods destroyed their orchards.As a chieftain in the south, Wang Bo's family has no pastures, but is proud of an orchard with thousands of trees.Now, he has lost his orchard because of his opposition to our Maggie family.However, we don't know what happened to their poppies.Because no one knows how much Wang Bo planted and where he planted them, but thinking about it, there is no such thing on Chieftain Wang Bo's land.

Father announced in public that he would launch an attack on Chieftain Wangbo's territory as soon as his brother came back from Han.

People are enjoying delicious food on the hill, and there is the sound of tinkling copper bells in the wind.

The chieftain said, guess who is here.Everyone guessed, but no one guessed right.Lama Monpa withdrew twelve white stones and twelve black stones to the chessboard in front of him.He sighed and said that he didn't know who that person was, but he knew that that person had bad luck, and his lifestone occupied all the bad grids.When we stepped out of the tent, we saw a pointy head coming up from the bottom of the hill.Behind, a donkey also raised a pair of pointed ears and walked up the hillside.This person has been with us for a long time.I heard that this person is going crazy.

He walked up to us.

The man was very haggard, and the donkey's back showed some fringes of sutra scrolls.

The chieftain raised his hat to him.

But he said to his father: "Today, I don't plan to say anything to the chieftain. I hope you don't come to interfere with the internal affairs of our Buddhist family."

The chieftain smiled: "Master, please go ahead."

Of course, my father still added a sentence: "Didn't the master tell me the best teaching method in the world?"

"No." The young man shook his head and said, "I don't blame the barbaric chieftain for not being able to receive the nectar of wisdom and compassion. It is those people in cassocks who destroyed our teaching."

After saying this, he went straight to the living Buddha Jiga, bared his right arm, and put a yellow cockscomb hat on his head.We are still familiar with this posture.He asked for a debate with Jiga Living Buddha on doctrinal issues.In the history of religious teaching, many monks who first came to Tibet from India won victory in this way and won the support of powerful people.This debate went on for a long time.Later, the face of Living Buddha Jiga turned into the color of cow liver.It seems that the living Buddha lost in the debate; but his disciples all said that the master won the victory.And accused this arrogant guy of attacking the chieftain.Said that he believed that there should be no chieftains in the world.He said that wherever there are black-headed Tibetans, they can only submit to one center—the great Lhasa.There should not be such barbaric earth kings who are close to the east.

Chief Maiqi had been listening, and at this moment, he spoke: "People from the holy city, disaster is about to befall you."

The man looked up at the sky with tear-filled eyes, as if there was a shadow of his unfair fate there.If the chieftain wanted to talk to him again, he was unwilling to answer.

In the end, he just said, "You can kill me, but I'll say I win the debate."

Weng Boyixi, a new monk, was tied up.Living Buddha Jiga looked uncomfortable.But that was just a small reaction of his conscience.Later, my father said many times that if Living Buddha Jiga interceded for that man, he would release him.No one knows whether the chieftain's words are true or false.But that day, Living Buddha Jiga was just sad and did not intercede for his opponent.From that day on, I didn't like Living Buddha anymore.I don't think he is a real living Buddha.Once a living Buddha is not a living Buddha, he is nothing.Monba is not a lama, but he is a powerful witch.He just likes the title of Lama.What's more, that day, Lama Menba said to the chieftain: "It is best not to kill people at this time, let alone kill a person in cassock."

The chieftain asked someone to put the man who threatened that the chieftains should be cleared from his territory into a dungeon.

We are still on the mountain.

Lama Menba made several kinds of divinations, which showed that Chieftain Wangbo's final round was to attack Chieftain Maiqi's family.This kind of spell achieves its goal by dedicating dirty things such as menstrual blood to some ghosts who cannot be reincarnated because of wrong views.Lama Monpa even discussed with his father that if he couldn't resist, which one of his family members would be used as a sacrifice.I thought, that can only be me.Only one fool will be regarded as the smallest price.In the evening, I started to have a headache, and I thought, it was the practice over there.I said to my father who was standing by, "They have found the right person, because I discovered their plot. If you don't ask me to sacrifice, they will find me."

My father put my cold hands in his arms and said, "Your mother is not here, otherwise, she would die of heartache."

Lama Monpa spat the mantra-cleaned water on me vigorously.He said, this is the crystal shield, the devil cannot enter my body.In the second half of the night, those smoky things that gave me a splitting headache finally drifted away from the moonlight.

Lama Monpa said: "At any rate, I didn't do my crimes in vain. Master, please have a good sleep."

I couldn't sleep, watching from the skylight of the tent a crescent moon rising higher and higher until it was as high as the shining Venus.It's almost dawn.I suddenly saw my future.I can't see very well, but I believe that haze is really a good prospect.Then, I fell asleep.When I woke up, I completely forgot about it.

When I woke up in the morning, I looked at the official village under the mountain shrouded in the morning sun.Seeing the river water shining silver in the sun rushing towards the gate of Guanzhai.It didn't turn suddenly until it hit the red rock below.I also saw people who didn't go up the hill walking around on the corridors of each floor.It was all the same as usual.But I feel something is happening.

I don't want to tell anyone about this.I knew before anyone else that poppies bloomed on other people's fields, and I was almost killed by someone else's spell.I went back to sleep in the tent.I couldn't sleep, and felt that after some things, I had grown up again.Some light came into the chaos in my mind.I go outside.The dew on the grass wets my feet, and I see the donkey of Umboyisi grazing peacefully.Someone was going to kill it as an altar sacrifice.I untied the rope and slapped it on the butt.The donkey ate grass and walked up the mountain at a leisurely pace.I declare that this is a released donkey.

My father asked me whether I liked the donkey or its owner.

This question is not easy to answer.So, I squinted my eyes to look at the green hillside under the sun.If I like this donkey, it is because of its obedient appearance.If I say I like that lama, there is no reason.As much as I like him, he doesn't appear to be likable.

My father told me that if you like donkeys, if you want to release them, you should ask Living Buddha Jiga to recite scriptures, hang red and wear talismans, and then you will be truly released.

"Don't talk about that lama, even his donkey would not ask Jiga Living Buddha to recite scriptures." That morning, I stood on the hillside and said loudly to all the people, "Don't you know that the donkey looks down on Jiga just like its owner Living Buddha?"

My father was more tempered than ever, and he said, "If you like that lama, I'll let him go."

I said, "He wants to read, so return all his scriptures to him."

Father said: "No one wants to read so much in prison."

I said, "He wants to."

Yes, at this time, I seem to have seen the preacher of the new sect, in the empty underground cell, doing nothing.

Father said, "Then I'll send someone to see if he wants to read."

As a result, Weng Boyixi wanted to read the book desperately.He brought a message to express his thanks to the young master who knew he wanted to read.

That day, my father kept looking at me thoughtfully.

Lama Monpa said that the opponent had already failed miserably in terms of weather.If they still don't give up, they will attack people.He repeatedly asks us to be clean.This means that my father and I should not go down the mountain to get close to women.My father and I have no problem with this.It would be difficult if my brother were here.You can't tell him not to touch a woman for three days.That way, he will feel that all the purple and red flowers in this world are like a pile of shit.Fortunately, he went to Handi.Lama Monpa agrees with me on this point.He said: "I'm good at the weather, but I'm not very good at people. Fortunately, the young master is not here, so I can rest assured."

But I know something has happened.I told Lama Monpa about this feeling.He said, I thought so too.The two of them turned the entire camp around.There is nothing wrong with important people, and there is nothing wrong with unimportant people.

I said, "Under the mountain, Guanzhai."

Looking down from the mountain, the official village looks so thick and stable.But I still feel like something is going on inside.

Lama Monpa made several strange gestures with his ten fingers.He was puzzled by something.He said, "There is something wrong. But I don't know who it is. It's the chieftain's woman, but it's not your mother."

I said, "Isn't that the Yangzong of Chacha?"

He said, "I'm just waiting for you to say it, because I don't know what to call her."

I said, "Are you asking me to speak out because I'm stupid?"

He said, "A little bit."

Sure enough, something happened to the third wife, Yang Zong.Ever since she became pregnant, she has occupied the toast's room and asked him to sleep with the second wife every day.In this she played the part of the hounds who barked at the hunt.She drove her prey to someone else.Also since then, I haven't seen her again.All I saw was that the servants poured out her excrement in the copper vessel in the morning, and then sent her to eat with silver utensils.She was having a rough time.She thought someone wanted the life of an unborn child.But judging by what was being sent in and out, she still had a good appetite.It may also be that her desire to protect the little life in her stomach is too strong, and she thinks that the stomach is the only safe place, so the child stayed in her stomach for a long time.That night, the mage over there found a place that Mai Qi's family had never thought of fortifying, and she could no longer keep her child.When the child was born, it was already dead.

Everyone who saw it said that the child was covered in jet black, as if he had been poisoned by aconitine.

This is the only price paid by the Maggie family in this strange war.

The child died at sunrise, and in the afternoon nothing was left of the practice hill, as if suddenly swept away by a whirlwind.After all, the child was the chieftain's flesh and blood, so he was placed in the temple, and Living Buddha Jiga led a group of people to save him. Three days later, he was buried in the water.

Yang Zong appeared in front of us with a colorful turban wrapped around his head.

Everyone said that she was more beautiful than before, but the look on her face that was floating in a dream when she first met her father was gone.She went upstairs in a long dress, came to the second wife, knelt down and said, "Madam, I'm here to greet you."

Mother said: "Get up, your illness is cured. Let us sisters talk slowly."

Yangzong kowtowed to his mother and called out, "Sister."

Mother helped her up and told her again: "Your illness is cured."

Yang Zong said: "It's like a dream, but the dream is not so tiring."

From this day on, she really became the chieftain's woman.In the evening, the second wife asked the chieftain to go to bed with the third wife, but the chieftain said, "It's nothing interesting, a big fire has already burned out."

The mother said to Yangzong again: "We don't want him to light such a fire again." Yangzong blushed like a bride and didn't speak.

My mother said, "It won't be for me, and it won't be for you anymore.

(End of this chapter)