Chapter 24 third quarter

Lama Lama did not hesitate to run back to Lhasa.Instead, I went to Chunpi Temple.Pastor Darth of the foreign demon reminded him: one Totuo can only die in vain, and a large group of Totuo can make the Crusaders taste the taste of death more than the Tibetans.For this he thought of Dorje Living Buddha. When he came to Chunpi Temple, the first sentence he said when he saw Dorje Living Buddha was: "Do you count on what you say?" Knowing what he was doing, Dorje smiled with the calmness of a living Buddha: "Lord Buddha, I have never said anything that doesn't count." Immediately, he sent someone to summon the thirty Tuo Tuo lamas from Chunbi Temple.

Some Tuo Tuo lamas went to the village to perform ceremonies or went home, and they waited for two days before all of them came. Lama Xijia looked at them and said, "Now you belong to me. Lamas. You should know that the days of desperate efforts have come. The harder you kill and the more miserable your death, the easier it is to become the guardian of the Buddha." The Totuo lamas were so excited that they were gearing up, some were laughing, some were angry, as if they had been waiting for this moment for half their lives. La Liga asked again: "Are there any guns in Chunpi Temple?"

Dorje Living Buddha said respectfully: "The little Living Buddha is reporting back to the Great Lama. There are no guns, but there are spears, sharp axes, and big knives. They are all weapons hundreds of years ago. With these weapons, the descendants of the Tubo people established the Sakya regime; Relying on these weapons, the Kagyu Sect overthrew the Sakya Sect and ruled the whole of Tibet; also relying on these weapons, the Gelug Sect replaced the Kagyu Sect and became the most beautiful sect in Tibet. Now, it is also relying on it to fight against foreign demons Yes, sacred and glorious weapons, they are the treasures of our Chunbi Temple."

When the Totuo lamas dug out weapons hundreds or even thousands of years ago from the warehouse, the solid stone warehouse collapsed. Dorje Living Buddha said nervously: "Shouldn't we take out our weapons?" Li Jia repeatedly applauded: "Look at these stones, the care of gods and Buddhas is always there." It was found that the stones that fell down were all fine whetstones.With these god-given whetstones, they sharpened their rusted weapons to a gleam of brilliance.Lama Lama stabbed the solid basalt with his spear, and the basalt shattered. The Tuo Tuo Lamas scraped the black ash from the bottom of the pot from the big kitchen, mixed it with ghee, smeared themselves into evil spirits, and then let go of their naked clothes, and immediately rushed to Mount Longtu.

Even the gods never expected that this hand-to-hand combat would be so tragic.Lama Tuo Tuo proved with extremely exaggerated ferocity and horror that even if Europeans invented a rifle that fired more than ten bullets at a time and a Magqin machine gun with cascading bullets, the ancient cold weapons still had the power to break ground.It was the first time for Lama Totuo, including La Liga, to kill people, but each of them was like a proven killer, handling spears, axes, and knives with ease.None of them think that they are brutally killing, they only think that this is a process of cultivation to get rid of the sea of ​​suffering and go to the realm of the gods.Killing under the light of faith has always been a necessary procedure for a merciful person to perform cruelty.

Twenty Englishmen fell to the ground, most of whom were killed by Lama Totuo.The Tibetan frontier guards also came to bandits with their own hands.When they were done, they knelt down, knocked their heads on the ground like pounding garlic, and confessed loudly to the arrow stack on the top of the mountain: "The God of War borrowed my hand to kill ghosts and demons." It was God of War, not him.What's more, it's killing ghosts, not living beings.Among the four or five people who knelt down, there was a final edition, but there was no Ozu A edition.Although Ou Zhujia was the first to jump out of the trench and rushed up, he still maintained a record of being soft-hearted.Guo Mu looked at her husband strangely: You are a Jiaben, how can you not kill the enemy?If you don't kill the enemy, what are you going to do?

Guo Mu was the only one in the Tibetan border guards who killed the enemy without kneeling and confessing.She calmly wiped away the blood on the waist knife, and hummed a mournful folk song for the dead: The river keeps flowing down, The pain in the world has no head. The soul does not take three paths, Please ask me one by one. Twenty Tibetans fell to the ground, half of them Lama Toddha.Crusaders don't wear swords, but the power of close range shooting is still unmatched by swords and axes. Lieutenant Rong He retreated back with the remnants of the vanguard. On the slope in front of Longtu Mountain Pass, there were dead people and silence.Against the background of this dark and cruel war is the blue sky in Tibet and the bright and warm wind.

Looking at the corpses of the enemy and their own people mixed together, the Tibetans did not know what to do.It's wrong to cry, and it's even wrong to laugh, so be cold and expressionless.In Tibet, the cruelty of war is first manifested in the fact that it disintegrates people's normal emotions, making people helplessly numb and dumbfounded after abandoning themselves, crying and laughing.Because everyone doesn't know what God will do at such a time. When a lama is needed for guidance, the lama is silent. A sudden howl broke the silence.It was the voice of a child who could no longer bear it.His father is dead, and he is no longer a child if he does not cry.When he cried, all the children cried with him.No one stopped them, even if the undead couldn't go to the sky because of the tears of the living, they couldn't ask the children to be as rational as adults.Guo Mu seemed to want to drag the children away from the scene of the death, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he said loudly: "Cry, cry, the dead fathers know that you are crying foreign demons, and the souls of foreign demons will not go to heaven."

The children then wailed even more.The crying is contagious, over there.The soldiers of the Crusaders also began to cry.They are comrades-in-arms who cried to death. They cried and asked: Why did they come from faraway England to Tibet?If you come and die, God will not bless you. The barbaric and pagan mountains and rivers are so dangerous. Pastor Darth began to pray: "May the soul be reborn through this disaster, and the heaven of love is waiting for you, where there is nothing but sweetness and happiness." The sad and deep voice echoed in the air, and the war showed its depressive nature.The clouds stained the blue sky, and it seemed that the tears turned into rain clouds in an instant, brewing and pouring down.

Seeing Lieutenant Rong He retreating back in defeat, Colonel Galan was very angry: "It is our fault for letting Christ take up arms, which can be made up for by repentance. But if you can't defeat the enemy after letting Christ take up arms, it is irreparable." Wrong. Listen Lieutenant, we must not disgrace our heavenly Father, the soldiers of the British Empire are the invincible vanguard of Christ." Lieutenant Rong He argued: "Colonel, this is only temporary. We have a hundred times more weapons than the Tibetan army. If I organize another charge..." Colonel Galan interrupted him and said, "You still don't know what Tibetans rely on to resist. Let me tell you, they are always under the care of gods and Buddhas. And you, a believer in Christ, have you ever begged for help from God and Jesus?" He ordered his subordinates to call Pastor Darth and Lama Gasa, and said, "Tell me your ideas."

Lama Gasa was the first to say: "Lama Tutuo are all outlaws who fight hand-to-hand. They should set up cannons and bombard them from a distance." Colonel Ge Lan was surprised: "It seems that you are more powerful than me. I bombarded my enemies with cannons, but you bombarded your compatriots with them." Pastor Darth stared at Gasa disdainfully and said, "I know you hate lamas like you. But the biggest threat now is not people, but the huge arrow stacks on the top of the mountain. You should shoot at the arrow stacks and destroy them. It is tantamount to knocking out the souls of Tibetans. A person without a soul, if you blow on it, he will fall down and die." Colonel Galan nodded and said, "I like the pastor's idea. God's conquest of God is ten thousand times more important than man's suppression of man." Five ten-pounders and five mountain field guns were erected.This was the most advanced artillery equipment in the world at that time, especially the ten-pound cannon, which was extremely accurate within five hundred meters. Colonel Galan pointed to the tall arrow stacks and said: "The plague of Christ is ahead, please use the power of lightning to shoot God's shells." The surroundings are quiet, even the wind is waiting for the initial bang.But although the initial bang was huge, it was somewhat vague, as if five shells were fired in salvo, and the sound and sound were superimposed.The rumbling thunder came out one after another, together with the echoes from the four mountains, it became a long series of roars from the sky.Three shells hit the target.The arrow stacks were smashed in an instant. The Tibetans were dumbfounded and did not respond for a while.Suddenly, he shouted: "Our God of War." Ou Zhujia Ben knelt down with a plop.His subordinates and Lama Totuo also knelt down one after another.Terrified.The palace of the god of war was destroyed, and the god of war died in the palace.This is how to do?Who protects us from fighting foreign demons?Only two did not kneel: La Liga and Gom. The reason why Guomu didn't kneel down was because he was worried that the shells would fall into the crowd. If the god died, people would die too.She strode over.He picked up his husband and said, "Hurry up, build up the arrow pile." Ou Zhujia really wanted to admire his wife's proposal according to the usual practice, but suddenly felt sad and murmured: "Our god of war is broken like a stone, and even the mountains have been blown flat." It's all gone, why build a god's palace. Guomu said: "Arrow stacks are built up everywhere, and arrow stacks are built on all mountains." She felt that once there were arrow stacks everywhere, the shells of the foreign demons would rush to the arrow stacks, and people would be safe.As for whether God of War still exists, she doesn't seem to care. Ou Zhu was trembling all over, and said stubbornly: "If arrow stacks are built on all the mountains, the foreign demons will keep blowing them down, and there will be no mountains in Tibet." This clear worry drenched his voice. But Ou Zhujia didn't expect that his deep feelings would be ridiculed by Lama Lama.Li Jia picked up a blown arrow shaft, folded it in half and said: "Even if the God of War in the arrow stack is blown up by a foreign demon, it doesn't matter. There are as many gods of war in Tibet as there are rocks in the Himalayas. If one dies, another will grow, and there will never be less. Besides, the rule set by Sakyamuni is: the statue is equal to the god, and the spiritual power is like a person. Whoever destroys the statue, the spiritual power will haunt him. It’s as if our people are hiding beside him, and he will punch him when he takes a nap, and he can even terrorize him when he falls asleep. Just wait and see, there will be bad days for him.” After all, it was the great lama from Lhasa, who had seen a lot of knowledge, and what he said made everyone suddenly enlightened. Ou Zhujia turned his worries into joy: "In this way, the more gods they destroy, the better. Then don't bother to blow them up. We will give them a lot of gifts. Give them a Buddha. It is to install a person. Our people Surround God with a lot, and when he is not paying attention, you kick me and kill me." He was intoxicated in his imagination. Lama Xijia said: "Your wife is right. Build up the piles of arrows as soon as possible. The more the better. Totuo of Chunpi Temple, go and recite sutras on the piles of arrows. I have to go." Guo Mu looked at La Liga who hurried away with his big boots.I thought disappointedly: You don’t seem to be afraid of death, so why are you running away again?She said, "Buddha, I'm going to sue again. The great lama from Lhasa will leave when the critical moment comes."