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Chapter 430 Black Funeral
Ba Tsering and Iron Donkey looked at each other for a long time, and finally I felt that the atmosphere was very awkward.

Iron Donkey looked at him almost without blinking his eyes, but Ba Tsering finally compromised and turned his eyes away. This kid was quite interesting, rubbed his face vigorously, and said it was too tiring!

I knew that Ba Tsering didn't come here just to stare at the iron donkey, so I asked cautiously, "What's the matter with you?"

Ba Tsering looked distracted, laughed a few times, and deliberately looked back to make sure that the two monks didn't come in to eavesdrop.

He gestured to the two of us again, "Remember, it was a very smooth wall. There was a stubbled stone brick in the third row from the bottom, and there was a treasure there."

I was confused when I heard it, and thought that this baby is not a baby, does it have something to do with the two of you?
Ba Tsering didn't stay long, and even gave me the feeling that he came here to make time for it.He left us without saying goodbye.

I saw that he didn't play badly this time, and he didn't have any intention of attacking us, so I put my mind down and walked to the door of the house to watch him off.

When he left the courtyard, the two monks immediately burrowed in.The two monks nodded politely to Ba Tsering.But when they got back to the house, both of them were downcast, and one of them even asked, "What does Mr. Ba want you for?"

I wouldn't be stupid enough to repeat what Ba Tsering said in the original text, so I pondered over it.Tie Lu answered first, and lied, "Master Ba told us to go to the sky burial later, be honest and don't make trouble."

The two monks laughed, and I sneaked a glance at them, and found that their smiles were a little sinister.

And so until the sun rose completely, and after it was bright, someone came over again, it was a lama monk I didn't know.

He invited us to attend the sky burial.I think we should participate as guests, but the two monks followed closely behind me, especially the way they held sticks, which was clearly in a state of vigilance.

I secretly winked at the iron donkey, but the iron donkey didn't care so much.

The location of the sky burial is outside the entire Sele Theravada Temple, not far from where we live, but not close, a full five miles away.

I first saw the banners, probably dozens of them, all around a platform, and the banners were written in a Tibetan language I didn't understand.Let's talk about this platform, which has an area of ​​about ten square meters, is four meters high from the ground, and is made of smooth and beautiful stone bricks.

When Iron Donkey and I arrived, there were already many people around here, all of whom were monks from the temple.

We didn't know anyone, and we wanted to stand in a secluded corner, but the monks disagreed and helped us get a "right seat".

Iron donkey and I had to do this standing up. I saw those monks and those squatting to eat, all of which were steamed buns and vegetarian dishes.

I was hungry too, but no one prepared breakfast for me, so I couldn't be cheeky and grab steamed buns next to the monk.

And just when I was standing uncomfortably, another group of people came.This group of people is a little strange first, the leader is a lama with makeup, he is still ringing the bell, muttering in his mouth, behind him, followed by several monks, and three monks are carrying three corpse.

Needless to say, I am too familiar with these three corpses, including those hosted by the old immortal.

Iron Donkey and I didn't have a big reaction, but all the lamas and monks present became emotional, and a small number of them knelt on the ground with a plop.

I wonder if they know what kind of virtue the presiding officer has before he dies?I thought to myself, who worships "monsters" so much?

But after the corpse was transported to the sky burial platform, everyone knelt down, and the iron donkey and I couldn't be special elements.

The lama with makeup seemed to be singing praises when he talked.The kneeling monks kowtowed from time to time, and the iron donkey and I had to follow.

I saw what the monks were chanting, and I knew that sentence, and I recited grape skins and grape skins.

After the make-up lama finished his chatter, a dedicated person lit a pile of cigarettes.Originally it was slightly windy today, but the wind was so strong that it literally lifted into the sky.

We all knelt and stared at the smoke.Iron Donkey took the opportunity to whisper to me, "Apprentice, they are going to smash the body to pieces in a while, so get ready."

In fact, if ordinary people listen to this, they will be more or less intimidated, but what background do I have?Not afraid of this at all.I hummed, which was my reply to the iron donkey.

In fact, I was also thinking about another thing. Is the person in charge of crushing corpses inexperienced enough?Do you want me to go?I'm so familiar with the human body, I'm sure I can shred the corpse to perfection.

But it would be too embarrassing to say that, so I didn't say anything.

As the smoke continued to expand, large birds appeared in the distance, not one, but a flock of birds, rushing towards the celestial burial platform.

I guess it's vultures, and in the eyes of these monks, these vultures will be messengers sent from heaven.

Both Tie Lu and I thought we would see the scene of dismemberment, but who knew that the lama who had put on make-up suddenly became very emotional, talking loudly and pointing at us.

The faces of all the monks present changed completely, especially a lama who had just finished his breakfast, who was gnashing his teeth. I wondered if he was not full or something?Why do you see that Iron Donkey and I have such an appetite?

The iron donkey couldn't bear it anymore, and after saying something, after preparing to withdraw, he took the lead to walk to the outside again.

I followed him, but we couldn't get out at all.There were five or six monks standing behind us, all raising their sticks at this moment, drinking at us.

Iron Donkey lowered his face and asked loudly, "Masters, what's wrong?"

A monk said a few words in Tibetan, which sounded like a curse, and then he said in Chinese, "You two bastards, the master of ceremonies said that you are the thieves who made trouble last night, and I will kill you before the sky burial today." In order to feed the dogs, your souls will never be reborn."

My head buzzed, and I thought, how do these lamas know this?Co-authoring me and Tie Lv were happily trying to fish in troubled waters, but in the end they were tricked by the other party.

Iron Donkey didn't explain much, and shouted again, let's go.He rushed out first, trying to create a gap with force.

But the monks waved their sticks together, and I watched the swish, and the sticks poked at both of us.

It is said that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the iron donkey and I did the same thing. Not only did we not escape, but we were forced to retreat all the way to the sky burial platform.

The two of us stood against the brick surface, all the monks present were dispatched, and surrounded us a little.

My forehead is sweating, because all the hidden Gu in the black box is gone, and I was injured by that damn lama during the last fight last night.

If Iron Donkey and I didn't have hidden Gu to stimulate our transformation, with our current strength alone, we wouldn't be able to fight these people at all.

A lama even moved forward and threw two small hammers at us. He also shouted, "If we want to know each other, we can hit the forehead with a hammer hard and kill ourselves."

In fact, the two small hammers are considered weapons, but compared with the stick in the opponent's hand, they are still far behind.

I stared at the hammer, feeling more sweaty on my brow.The iron donkey also seemed to be poor, just standing, and I touched the brick surface behind me completely unintentionally, and suddenly thought of Ba Tsering.In particular, Ba Tsering also rushed to the sky burial scene later, just outside the crowd.

He stared at me with weird eyes.I wonder if Ba Tsering's words refer to the brick surface here. Is there anything in it that is beneficial to me and the iron donkey?
It's all this time, I don't have time to add up and act directly.I suddenly squatted down and touched the third-to-last row of stone bricks.

It was a coincidence that there happened to be a small pit on a stone brick.

The hammer was right in front of my eyes. I reached out and grabbed it, and smashed it hard against the stone brick.

The brick was empty, and after a click, a big hole was opened. I reached in and took a look, beaming with joy.

I took out a palm mine.During this period, after the monk saw what I was doing, he had another posture of aggressively suppressing the situation. The iron donkey grabbed another hammer and danced desperately to stabilize these people temporarily.

When Tielv saw the grenade, he was surprised at first, then laughed wildly, and made up a noun, saying, "God help me!"
I thought it wasn't God, it must be Ba Tsering who secretly helped.

From this point of view, I am grateful to him, but I can't figure it out. Since he is a member of Theravada Temple in Sele, why should he help us?
While standing and holding up the thunder in my palm, I pulled the lead wire, regardless of whether these lamas understood or not, I yelled, "Don't fucking come here, I didn't give this thunder for nothing."

I mainly wanted to scare these monks, but Tie Donkey snatched Zhang Xinlei away and kept talking!
I looked at the smoking grenade in Iron Donkey's hand, and thought to myself, brother donkey, the problem was not serious enough to be like this, but you pulled the thunder away, and then we really have to fight to the death!
(End of this chapter)