Tomb Raiders: Begin As a Little Brother

　　And my belly is swollen.

　　The lama fed a few Tibetan medicines, and one of them recovered.

　　After a little questioning, the two said that they had beaten a lynx under the sacred mountain and ate it because it was hungry. Other than that, there was no killing!

　　The poachers burst into tears and asked the lama pharmacist to show mercy, save their lives, and make a new life in the future.

　　He talked about what happened intermittently, and the severe pain in his abdomen broke out again, and he died immediately.

　　The lama's face darkened.

　　Huba also felt that things were a little bit in the eye.

　　Because there is a legend in the Tibetan area that there is a huge black lynx at the foot of the sacred mountain; it is not a cat, but the evil spirit of the newly dead!Ten thousand.

Chapter 343

　　341 The Singer of Reincarnation

　　There are many such legends in the mainland.

　　Ordinary people cannot eat the grass that grows next to the new grave or the fruit that grows from other plants.

　　There is no scientific proof that these things contain harmful substances, but there are many practical cases that prove that these things do have very bad consequences.

　　There are many old people who say that the grass that grows next to the fresh wind absorbs the dead energy inside the corpse. Although there is no difference on the surface, if a living person eats it, it will be entangled by the dead energy and will be seriously ill.

　　Therefore, Huba can realize how big trouble these two poachers are in?

　　"Are they still alive?"

　　Although the person in front of him seems to be still struggling, Huba Yi is still not sure that this person can survive.

　　Divine Mountain's Nine-Three-Seven, accumulated a lot of things over the years, the corpse gas there is very heavy, and once there is a problem, it will be very difficult.

　　"Do they still have help?" Huba asked Iron Rod Lama.

　　"It's hard to say. People in Tibetan areas never eat animals that were slaughtered that day, because the souls of those animals haven't completely separated from their bodies. Once they eat them, the effects will be very bad. I have some secret recipes in my hand, but whether they can be saved or not. If they come back, it depends on their good fortune."

　　I asked the person next to me to prepare something, then made something with a very strange taste, and poured it into the person. After the person ate it, he started to vomit.

　　When he was almost vomiting, the lama gave him medicine.

　　Fatty Wang leaned over to look at what he vomited: "Oh, I'm going, it's so fucking disgusting, I'm really cheap, why did I come to see it!"

　　It turned out that there was a strong stench in the vomit that the person vomited, and some things were squirming. Looking closely, it looked like a very small mouse.

　　"I won't be able to eat meat in the future, so I should give up the meat and smell, and cultivate some merits." The Iron Rod Lama said solemnly.

　　After the man got better, he begged the Iron Rod Lama to bury his companion's body on the spot.

　　However, it was strongly opposed by the lama, because in the concept of Tibetan areas, only those who have committed the most heinous crimes will use the method of burial.

　　People in Tibetan areas believe that people who use burial after death are buried in the ground and exposed to the sun during the day, like a mouse in a jar. Ice and fire repeated, it is a catastrophe.

　　If you want the soul to be detached after death, people in Tibetan areas believe that the only way is to use celestial burial.

　　"But I've also seen people with burials in Tibetan areas!" the person argued.

　　"The place, method, and scale of the catacombs they choose for burial are different from ordinary people. Can you be as grand as them?" The Iron Rod Lama sternly refused!

　　In the end, the man had no choice but to agree to the iron rod lama's way of dealing with it.

　　Before leaving, the man also left the two guns in his hand.

　　It's a Remington shotgun.

　　When working underground, this gun is very lethal.

　　Huba was not polite at all, took two guns and kept one for himself, and handed the other one to Fatty Wang.

　　After sending the person away, Huba explained the purpose of coming here.

　　After listening to Hu Bayi's words, Iron Rod Lama frowned and said: "Stealing a grave and digging a tomb was originally a sinful thing, but what you want to explore is the tomb of the devil's kingdom, which is dangerous, but also for the sake of it. A way for Tibetans to eliminate disasters."

　　Huba nodded: "So now we need a guide. To be more familiar with this place, it is best to find another Tibetan singer."

　　"Buddha, I heard that the poets in Tibetan areas did not teach in writing, but were passed on by word of mouth. If that's the case, how to find it? Isn't there any other way?" Fatty Wang said with a frown.

　　Indeed, this ancient tradition seems backward, but it also has its unique cultural heritage.

　　This kind of singer even refuses to acknowledge the form of master teaching apprentice.

　　In Tibetan areas, many poets, mostly after a serious illness, seem to have changed their entire memory or soul. Suddenly, there is such a memory.

　　"The same is true for the reincarnation of living Buddhas. Is there any connection between poets and living Buddhas?"

　　Zhang Lin muttered to himself, and he suddenly thought of what the woman he had met earlier said.

　　Reincarnation or reincarnation?

　　In Tibetan areas, are living Buddhas reincarnated or reincarnated?What about the poets, what kind of existence are they?

　　If history can be recorded orally, but the people who sing history do not teach each other, but just an epiphany like waking up from a big dream? !

　　This is amazing!

　　The Iron Rod Lama is very serious: "This is the instruction of the Buddha. Every founder is a witness to history, and they have such a responsibility!"

　　Everyone's faces are a little ugly...

　　At the beginning, I thought that there was no difference between singers in Tibetan areas and ordinary herdsmen. The big deal was just a local singer.

　　Now it seems that the identity of the singer is very mysterious. Before there is no real awakening identity, maybe the people around him don't know what kind of identity he has.

　　"The Tibetan area is so big, where can I find such a suitable singer?!"

　　The lama laughed and said, "Or else you have a very good relationship with Buddhism. Before I became a monk, I was a gifted person, but I haven't said it for nearly [-] years. Many videos seem to be vaguely remembered now..."

　　Huba was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the guide candidate he was most worried about was right in front of him.

　　"But your body is tired from the boat and the car?" Huba suddenly thought that the iron rod lama's body might not be able to support it.

　　After all, he is almost [-] years old, and he is not as good as before. However, the demon tower dedicated to the glacier crystal corpse recorded in the scriptures is on the top of the snow-capped mountains. If there is an accident in the lama, what should be done? it is good?

　　"This is also a great merit. I am practicing myself, and the purpose is to make the child of Gemma return to normal as soon as possible."

　　Gemma is the original female military doctor.

　　When Huba saw that the Lama insisted on going, he was also more entangled in his heart.

　　It would be good if he could go, because the lama is not only proficient in local customs, but also knows some medical skills, and he is also relatively clear about the history recorded in some places of interest and historical sites.

　　Seeing that Hu Bayi was still a little tangled, the lama said with a smile that his body and bones may not be much worse than that of young people, and he has adapted to the climate of the Tibetan area without any problems.

　　So Huba agreed to go with the Lama. .

Chapter 344

　　342 Hot Murals You Can't Look At

　　A few people packed up, met Uncle Ming at the agreed time and place, and passed a few carriages, and everyone followed the clues recorded on the map.

　　In Tibetan areas, the most taboo is to hurry, because the oxygen here is not so sufficient, if you rush on the road, it will make the body unbearable.

　　Therefore, everyone's itinerary was not too rushed.

　　It's just that Hu Bayi is speechless, and the number of people that Uncle Ming originally determined has increased by one more.

　　"He is my younger brother who has been with me for many years, and this time he has to come out to see the world. Of course I can't refuse." Uncle Ming explained.

　　Huba couldn't help complaining in his heart, what was originally a good and capable expedition team has now become a sightseeing tour group? !

　　But when everyone came, Huba was helpless, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Lin, that meant to say: If there is any danger, we should protect ourselves first, and others can save if we can, and forget if we can't. .

　　On the way, at the beginning, Uncle Ming, his lover Han Shuna, daughter Axiu 14, bodyguard Peter Huang, and a newcomer named Adong, they can still maintain a happy mood, talking and laughing .

　　Indeed, after seeing the prosperity and congestion of big cities, suddenly coming to this desolate and vast world, many people will inevitably have some gaps in their minds and understandings.

　　Curiosity makes them excited.

　　However, this kind of excitement often cannot last for too long.

　　Along the way, all around are desolate, there is no human beings, sparse grass is scattered on the next door, and there is no wind between heaven and earth.

　　Looking up, it was a terrifyingly blue sky, and the withered grass on the ground was so dazzling in contrast.

　　In the distance are blue-brown mountains, looming, sometimes ethereal, and sometimes eerie.

　　Soon, Uncle Ming and his friends lost interest and sat on the yak without saying a word.

　　Hu Bayi and Zhang Lin walked with the lama.

　　"Master Buddha, are you a rap poet, is it reincarnation or epiphany?" Zhang Lin couldn't help asking.

　　The Iron Rod Lama pondered: "This is a very mysterious phenomenon! In Tibetan areas, whether they are living Buddhas or poets, before they have attained the body, they are no different from ordinary people, and they don't even think about themselves. What's the difference with others!"

　　"If it is reincarnation, according to the mythology, there is a Naihe bridge on the reincarnation circuit. If you drink Mengpo soup on the Naihe bridge, all the memories of the previous life will disappear! How can they remember the Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist studies of the previous life, and how can they sing the past life. song?"

　　"If it was an epiphany, it would make no sense, because many people were ordinary herders before they became reincarnations of living Buddhas and singers! They have never been exposed to anything like that."

　　"And when living Buddhas are reincarnated, they are all children under ten years old. If you say that you have an epiphany, how do children under ten years old understand in an instant, the vastness of Buddhism in Tibetan Tantra?"

　　The lama slowly explained to Zhang Lin.

　　"Then is there any reincarnation in this world?" Zhang Lin didn't give up.

　　The lama didn't say more this time, because he had already told Zhang Lin that he couldn't say anything.

　　"Does this look like an ancient tomb??!" Xue Li Yang said from the side, pointing to a ruin not far in front of the right.

　　Hearing that there was an ancient tomb, Uncle Ming who was dozing off on a yak and the others suddenly came to their senses and inquired about them one after another.

　　Following Xue Li Yang's gesture, everyone saw that there was indeed a ruin not far ahead.

　　"The tomb here has been panicking for a long time, and there is nothing in it." Lama laughed.

　　"There's something so obvious, whether there's something bad or something good, it doesn't last long."

　　However, even so, a belief rose in the hearts of everyone.