Chapter 66 first quarter

From Zelila Mountain, we struggled through the big gourd-shaped depression, and as soon as we reached the Langre Highland, Lama Xijia heard someone calling him.He looked up and found that it was Tuomei Living Buddha, and he fell limply to the ground.Tuo Mei giggled, went to help him up, and patted his chest and back a few times.He suddenly had the strength to stand up again.Knowing that it was Tuomei who gave him blessings, she said, "The revered master is here, okay, okay, please bless me a lot with Master Rinpoche's mana, so that I can act as if I was not injured." "Are you injured?" Living Buddha Tuomei took off his robe, saw that the wound had been bandaged, and there was a blood-painted cross on the bandage, so he rubbed it lightly with his palm, and the cross disappeared after a few rubs up. "Wait, Master Padmasambhava's mana is here." He said, went to get the whip from the horse, and lashed at the whip.

The Lama Xijia felt that the whip came violently, but when it fell on his body, it was as gentle as a tongue licking.He closed his eyes and enjoyed the whipping, and when the whip stopped, he felt much better.He took a few steps forward, then backed away, thinking that his legs were no longer weak, and the bleeding seemed to return. Tuo Mei said, "You will still fall down at this time tomorrow." La Liga asked calmly: "Am I going to die?" Tuo Mei said: "I don't know yet, it depends on your life." La Liga said: "Respected Master is also here to fight the foreign demons? The foreign demons will definitely be defeated."

Tuo Mei shook her head and said, "I'm afraid I still have to rely on you, as long as you don't die tomorrow." Tuomei Living Buddha also just arrived at the Langre Highlands. After saying goodbye to Lama Lama, he went to see Ergalon, the frontline supervisor.As the head of the monks, Tuomei was very satisfied with leading 1,300 monks in Lange at this time. When she came to the camp of the head of the monks, when she saw Er, she said: "Your Excellency, there is no trace of happiness on his face. We are here." To turn defeat into victory." Director Er didn't care about the participation of monks and militiamen in the war before, but now that he had the experience of retreating Lange from Longtu Mountain, he wished that all the people in Tibet would come to the front.He said: "The victory against the British and foreign demons belongs to Tuomei Buddha. The regent, the Dalai Lama, and all of Tibet will be proud of you. But Buddha, you came too slowly, and you brought too few people."

Tuomei said: "That's it, I still have to hurry. I was going to go to Longtu Mountain, but I went astray and walked for two more days. Langye is Langye. It took three thousand years to stop the foreign demons here. The karma planted in the past. As for people, there are many, many, what to eat if there are too many? We got here by relying on the highland barley from Tuomei Manor. Now it depends on you, how much tsampa and butter tea you have We eat and drink." Director Er was right when he thought about it. Langer is a deserted place, where can we get food?He said anxiously: "When will the food and forage be delivered? Jamju Kalon is in charge of the wartime logistics of the Kashag government. How did he do it?"

Tuomei said, "It's almost here, we are ahead and they are behind." Here comes the food.No one expected that Ouzhu Jiaben and his party were the first to deliver the food.They sneaked into the Crusaders and became food porters, and now they finally delivered the food to their own mouths. Lama Xijia saw them first, and happily licked his cracked lips with his dry tongue and said: "Eat, eat." He hurried forward to help them unload the baggage they were carrying, and suddenly realized that this should not be directed by a frontline The official did it himself, and shouted: "Come on, come on, come on quickly."

There was no need to shout, a group of people had already come over and hugged the bulging grain sacks on their backs.He hugged and refused to let go. It seemed that once he put it on the ground, the food would be gone. Ouzhu Jiaben, who had unloaded the food, shook his shoulders easily, bent over Lama Xijia and said, "Grand Lama, we are back." La Liga frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "Where did you come back from?" Ou Zhu said, "I've come back from the foreign demon's barracks." La Liga said: "The barracks of the foreign demons? What did you do there?"

Ou Zhu said: "Grand Lama, you forgot, you were the one who asked us to go to the foreign devil's barracks to be ghosts." La Liga said: "Oh, I remembered. I didn't expect you to be alive." Ouzhu said: "To live is to live, but not to live well. We miss Tibet and the Great Lama." As he spoke, he choked up. Guo Mu said, "Say happy things." Ou Zhu wiped away her tears and said: "We burned the food of the foreign demons, and the foreign demons would starve to death without food. But the foreign demons did not starve to death. The foreign demons had as much food as there were stars in the sky. Sixteen stars have gone out, and one hundred and sixty stars are still on." He said that they once had a battle to burn grain and cut off their supplies, but only sixteen sacks of grain were burned. "The foreign demons carried two shells per person. At night, they piled up in a pile and put them under the rolling thunder and lightning. We covered them with branches, and poured the fire for making tea on them. Bang, boom, boom. Scared the foreign demons to death. Yes. The foreign demons didn’t ask who set the fire. There was thunder in the sky, and when the Buddha came, the white light in his eyes flickered, and the shell exploded.” He meant that they took advantage of a night of lightning and thunder to detonate The shells of the Crusaders.

Guo Mu said, "There's more, you haven't finished." Ouzhu said: "We put soil in the foreign demon's pot, urinated on their clothes and guns, and threw their shoes and socks to the bottom of the cliff. It would be nice if we were poisonous. They all died when poison was put in the meat pot. Once a British officer put his hat on the ground, Goom pretended not to see it, and stomped on it. And shit, we wiped it on their shit In the tent, I woke them up several times in the middle of the night. If they couldn’t sleep well, they couldn’t walk, and if they couldn’t walk, they couldn’t reach Lhasa. They didn’t give us meat or broth, so we stole them. Meat. Tsereng’s final version has a sharp nose, and you can tell where there is hand-picked meat. Their hand-picked meat is cooked until it turns bloody, and there is no place for Tibetan hand-picked meat to taste.” He said, swallowing his saliva He also said, "Grand Lama, I know their secrets. They want to seize Lhasa, seize the Potala Palace, and take the whole of Tibet by the way. Their gods actually have no statues, they are just the breath of the sky. The breath of the sky It’s invisible, it’s soft, don’t be afraid, it can be pierced with a single punch.”

Li Jia said: "The secret you inquired about is very important. If the foreign demon wants to seize Lhasa, it depends on whether my Lama Lama agrees or not. What are you going to do now? Do you want to be an inside ghost?" Ou Zhujia thought that the great lama would not discuss with him, so he interpreted the other party's words as an order, and he didn't want to obey, but it was not good to disobey, so he kept silent for a long time. Guo Mu simply said: "Don't be a ghost, the people who are ghosts will forget it." La Liga said: "No, I won't forget you next time. Although I won't forget, you don't want to go. We need people who fight here, so you belong to the Lancerdai Group, okay? Now that I think about it, it’s Manager Er who wants to punish you, so you’re the ghosts. Then don’t see him, and I’ll tell you that these grains fell from the sky. The gods and Buddhas are in the sky, so they dropped a few bags of grains for us. What kind of."

Ou Zhu said: "Great, great, gods and Buddhas have lent us light." Gom said: "The best thing is to stop being an inside ghost, and we start to be human again." As if the food that Ou Zhujiaben and his party had memorized was an introduction, the supplies urgently needed by the Tibetan army finally arrived from the rear the next day.This is the first batch, which was escorted from Gyantse by the Jamju Kalon who was in charge of the matter.There are ground barley flour, ghee, fodder, and a small amount of tents that are only allocated to officers above Ruben.Jiangju Kalun commanded people to unload the supplies from the pack ox and mule immediately, and explained everything clearly to the general manager of Er.Director Er invited him into the tent for tea, and thanked him for three liters and five buckets, as if fighting against the British Crusaders was his personal business, and Jamju Kalon was helping him personally.

Jiang Ju drank his tea and asked eagerly, "Is it enough?" Er said, "Enough is enough, enough food and drink for three to five days." Jiang Ju was taken aback: "It's only been three or five days?" He couldn't help but put down the tea bowl, "I see that in this situation, the foreign demons can't be driven away without thirty or fifty days. I lifted it up. You know that once the yak walks a large area, most of the roads are in a straight line, and I can’t get through if they are spread out, so I can’t wait to carry the tsampa butter on my back.” He got up and left, and said, “The tsampa Tighten up, you can’t eat with your belly open. The second batch of supplies will arrive in seven days at the earliest.” Jiangju Kalon left immediately, and personally yelled to the folk husbands who drove the cattle and horses to get on the road quickly. Manager Er chased after him and said: "Master Jiang, people need to be full, and matchlock guns also need to be full. Ammunition is scarce. Don't forget it next time." Jiangju Kalun was startled, frowned and said: "This matter is not easy to handle, as you know, the regent has assigned the matter of raising weapons and ammunition to Dundup Kalon, the head of the militia." Er said: "Of course I know, but I also know who Dhondup Kalon is. It is not something that is beneficial to him. He will not do it if he can." Jiang Ju thought for a while and said: "What kind of war is there without ammunition? Then I'll take it by the way. You can raise as much as you can. Don't rely on me completely. The regent will definitely ask if he knows, how can dogs catch mice and cows?" Eating grasshoppers? Just say that when a dog catches a mouse, the cat flies into the sky, and when a cow eats the grasshopper, the crow drills the hole.” Another group of people came, and they were our own people.Director Er thought it was the post-Tibetan militia organized by Dundup Kalon, the head of the militia, so he greeted them with a straight face.They came to build temples and shape King Kong to defeat the enemy. There are goldsmith chiefs, silversmith chiefs, coppersmith chiefs, stonemason chiefs, carpenter chiefs, blacksmith chiefs, mason chiefs, painter chiefs, and woodcarvers chiefs. Big bosses, metal carved big bosses, casting big bosses, clay sculpture big bosses, sewing big bosses, and paint-made big bosses. Each big boss leads ten to thirty craftsmen, and there are a lot of materials.Among all the big bosses, Bajab, the goldsmith big boss, is the most respected. The presence of such a large and complete team of repairing temple statues shows how much the regent and the Kaxag government attach importance to it.The manager of Er was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, the coming of the gods and Buddhas is better than everything else. We are about to win, and we can't justify our victory. You know, this is Langer, not Longtu Mountain. Originally, we were going to repair it in Longtu Mountain. The temple, now has to be here. What do the lamas say? Not in the West, but in the West, they are all the same Amitabha. Hurry up, choose the address, and have a temple and horse heads, cow heads, pig heads, and crow heads to fight off the enemy King Kong, people are relaxed." Bajibu squinted his eyes and looked around and said, "My lord, I need to find a lama to survey the terrain and control Fengshui." Director Er did not hesitate to send an order: "Go and call Lama Lama." It seems that Lama can do anything. Lama Lama came slowly.He originally wanted to walk fast, but the strength bestowed upon him by Venerable Master Tuomei Rinpoche always felt that it was not enough, just like the wind above his head, which suddenly became stronger and then weakened. Steward Er saw him approaching and said, "Turning slowly, shaking three times, my order is not regarded as an order. But the big lama should be like this, and he can't run around like a bitch anymore." Li Jia is also not modest, and said solemnly: "In front of adults, he is still a young lama." He meant that he was really a big lama in front of others.As soon as he heard that he was asked to investigate Feng Shui, he became excited, forgetting that he had never done such a thing that only senior lamas would do, and spit on the palm of his hand, as if he wanted to use a stick, but found that there was nothing to do. He took it, then dried his hands on the cassock, twisted his body, looked at it for a while, and suddenly stared at Director Er, and said pleasantly: "My lord, the place where you stand is the most auspicious place." of." Director Er hooked his head to look, and then looked around: "Is this really the place?" He suddenly jumped away and took a few steps to the side, "How can I stand on the site of the Buddhist temple with my ordinary feet? .” Bajabu clasped his hands together, and said respectfully to Li Jia: "The great lama is good at reading Fengshui. I have seen so many lamas reading Fengshui, and none of them is as good as you. This place is good, centered to the right, and the terrain is flat. The eight roads below The low beam is an eight-petal lotus, and the front faces the mountain with trees far away, which shows that this place can accommodate scriptures and talents. The back is the original, and the past is the opening of the Changxia Valley, which shows that the Bodhisattvas in the temple are both civil and military. On the left is The deep river and the shallow river on the right indicate that once the temple is built, it will last forever regardless of time." Lama Xijia listened, and he didn't feel the joy of hitting the right one. He smiled as if he knew Feng Shui, and waved his hand: "Then fix it quickly, when will it be repaired?" Bajab said: "Soon, it will take less than five or six months." Director Er and Lama Lama were startled: "Ah, five or six months?" Er Dun was very depressed: "It seems that the gods and Buddhas you made can't protect us." La Liga said: "Build a simple one as soon as possible, and bless it simply."