Chapter 128 Section VII

The power of the spell continued, and Colonel Galan still did not sleep.A lot of troops were sent out, but less and less food was found.There are also fuel and quilts, winter is coming soon, and the days of thousands of miles of ice are coming.Colonel Galan was anxious day and night, but he was helpless.To make matters worse, the gunshot wound on his right arm became inflamed, but the military doctor told him that all the medicines had been used up in Gyantse.The anti-inflammatory can only use white wine, not to mention the pain, and the wine is used up later.I also sent people to the monastery, hoping to invite a Tibetan medical lama to treat me. At first, none of the lamas admitted that they were Tibetan doctors. Later, a lama in Sera Monastery admitted, but the price was very high, and he would not go unless he was given a piece of gold the size of a thumb. The second Songtang military camp for treatment.Gold is gold, here you are, anyway, the Crusaders have plenty of gold that they robbed.

When the lama came, his eyes turned red when he saw the British, and he pulled out his waist knife from his boot, and threw himself forward with a burst of stabs and slashes, stabbing several British people.He was going to assassinate Colonel Galan, but he didn't hold his breath and exposed himself in advance.He was shot and killed by the British on the spot. After the death of the lama, many slogans cursing the British cross soldiers and God's Christianity appeared on the streets of Lhasa.It made Colonel Galan realize that anti-British sentiment was spreading and armed resistance could break out at any time.

In his anxiety, Colonel Ge Lan thought of a way, that is to occupy the Potala Palace, and then exchange the Potala Palace with Tibet for food, fuel, clothing and medicine. It was almost time to assemble the troops and put it into practice, but the long-lost Pastor Ma Weng came to the Cisongtang military camp, looking up devoutly at the strong and tall cross with two logs intersected. From Gyantse to Lhasa, Pastor Mahon went smoothly.He was victorious, Christ was victorious, and a Western priest finally arrived in Lhasa safely from India.This is the first time that a white priest in a black Taoist robe called "Black Water White Beast" appeared in Lhasa, the core of mysterious Tibet and the commanding height of world Buddhism, with the gospel of God.

Although Pastor Mahon knew that Lhasa did not welcome him as a heretic, would I not come if he was not welcome?Wherever Jesus and his apostles went, they were initially unwelcome.But it is in this unwelcome place that the love of God and the teaching of Christ begin to spread most dangerously and most effectively.He seemed to hear the voice of Jesus from the depths of his heart: "I am Jesus of Nazareth, whom you persecuted to death, but you never want to pull the nails from the hooves of your horses. This is just a daydream." Pastor Mahon was moved. When I started to cry, I kept saying over and over again: "Jesus, I am Paul and I am Peter." At that time, after Paul established the first European Christian church in Rome, he was imprisoned by paganism and suffered a lot. He was taken to the Roman emperor for trial, and finally died in anger.Peter, too, was killed by mobs hostile to Christianity in Rome in the first century AD.Now, is it my turn?But I am not afraid, not afraid.He became sad, and when he thought that he was not afraid of death for the cause of Christ, he suddenly felt that he could not die.Isn't it going well?Arrived in Lhasa smoothly.

The reason for the success is of course that the priest was tied with yellow satin, the twenty guards were tied with red cassock strips, and the escort of Xiama Ruben and his subordinates, but more importantly, it seemed that All Wisdom Void King Langka Jiabu company. After passing the Langkazi Sect and entering the Qushui Sect, Pastor Ma Weng and his party encountered the Void King and his huge team of temple statues.At first they didn't know what the old lama and his people were doing. They didn't dare to ask until the Void King asked them to remove the yellow satin and red cassock strips tied around their bodies.

The Void King said: "We are craftsmen in Tibet, including goldsmiths, silversmiths, coppersmiths, stonemasons, carpenters, blacksmiths, masons, painters, woodcarvers, metalsmiths, foundries, clay sculptors, tailors, and paint makers. If you go back the same way, you can see many newly built temples and statues from Gyantse to the Langre Highlands." Pastor Ma Weng pondered: "In Tibet, the status of craftsmen is very low, how dare you let us get rid of the bondage?" The Void King looked at him and smiled, "Shall I make you a statue?" Pastor Mahon said, "My image? No no."

The Void King said, "Of course it's not your image, it's your idol. Is your religion of Jesus so poor that you don't have an idol?" Pastor Mahon replied decisively: "Yes, that is Jesus." During the break, the Void King asked his subordinates to quickly fabricate a one-foot-high statue.Pastor Mahon was so surprised that he half-opened his mouth: the statue resembled the famous gilded statue of Jesus in St. Paul's Cathedral in London.how can that be possible?None of the native Tibetans have ever been to Europe. Pastor Mahon said, "Who? Who? Who? Who came to Tibet to teach you how to make a statue of Jesus?" He immediately thought of Sugshun.

The Void King said: "Thanks to the gift of Buddhism, we are omniscient. If you need, we can also create other images, such as Paul and Peter, such as Adam and Eve, and the Virgin Mary." Pastor Mahon shouted: "Sugson, you must have seen Sugson. The faraway child of the British Isles, the elite of the Presbyterian Church. The Babylonian prisoner in Tibet, the Jewish Sugson in purple cassock waiting for us." The Void King was stunned. Pastor Mahon said again: "Sugar Xun is my grandfather. When I was still naive, I took a golden cross and a "Bible" and went to Tibet and never returned."

The Void King shook his head, and asked stupidly, "Sag Xun is also an idol? Is it your grandfather? He also came to Tibet? Why didn't I know? Could it be that the Dharma will be kept secret from me?" Pastor Mahon sighed, looked at the statue again, held it in his hands, and cherished it. The Void King asked, "Do you know your grandfather? What does he look like?" Pastor Mahon shook his head, and immediately denied himself: "No, I know." The Void King snorted and said, "He must be like you, with sunken eyes and a very tall nose." Pastor Mahon said, "Yes, it must be like me."

No one dared to stop the omniscient Void King Langka Jiabu. When he walked side by side with Pastor Mahon, the living Buddhas, lamas, farmers and shepherds he met along the way were all respectful.Obviously also suspicious: why are you with these foreign demons and pagan British people?But no one dared to ask, as if what the Void King had to do was the right thing to do, there was only a reason they didn't know, and there was nothing the Void King did wrong.The Void King accompanied them all the way up the Lhasa River, through the Qushui River, into Lhasa, and to the Sera Monastery. The Void King said: "Do you want to live? Then you can only stay here."

The hatred of the monks of Sera Monastery towards the British could be seen from their distorted expressions, but due to the face of the Void King, they did not show any expression.The monks received the enemies of Tibet and Buddhism thoughtfully, and specially set up a single-family monastery for them to live and stay. But they could not go out of the monastery. When the Void King left, he told Pastor Mahon: "Don't walk around casually. It is dangerous to leave Sera Monastery." Maybe the Dalai Lama will not see us as invaders." The Void King looked at the letter and said with a smile: "The birds that live on the golden mountain are regarded as gold. But birds are birds after all. Boy, it's useless." Pastor Mahon was not afraid of danger, and after the Void King left, he wanted to go out and have a look.As soon as I went out, I saw many lamas guarding the square outside the monastery.Holding sticks, they treated Pastor Mahon himself, members of the guards, Xiama Ruben and his subordinates who walked out of the monastery gate in the same way, that is, drove them in with sticks. Pastor Mahon thought: I am under house arrest by the Tibetans. Fortunately, the Void King returned soon.He took Pastor Mahon out of Sera Monastery alone. "Pastor, Lama Lama has been arrested and will be executed in a few days. You are the one who can save him. Go and meet Colonel Galan of the Crusaders. You can all save Lama Lama if you can Quickly evacuate from Tibet." Pastor Mahon said heavily, "Let me try." But he added a condition, "If I can persuade Colonel Galan to withdraw, will the Tibetans allow me to stay in Tibet and give me freedom of movement?" The Void King said: "You stay? Well, if you want to stay, you can stay." It seemed that he could decide on this matter. Pastor Mahon said, "By the way, I would like to ask a question that maybe shouldn't be asked. What disease does your nose seem to have?" The Void King said: "The pastor has good eyesight. Does my sunken nose look like a piece of flesh has fallen off? Yes, leprosy, the oldest disease in the world, has rotted my nose. My nose was originally They are tall and tall. There are also eyes. I used to have a pair of deeply sunken eyes, but leprosy made them protrude, just like the eyes of goldfish. When I got sick, the gods asked me: either let you die, Either change your appearance, which one do you choose? I chose to die at the time. But a manor owner saved me, he said he knew a living Buddha named Dang Zhou who could cure my illness." Pastor Mahon was stunned: Leprosy?Is leprosy prevalent in Tibet?As if even if you were strong-willed, leprosy would assimilate you into a Tibetan. Just under the strong and tall cross, Colonel Galan couldn't help letting out a strange laugh.He felt that Pastor Mahon was too ridiculous, not only asked him to withdraw the army, but also hoped to rescue Lama Lama on the condition of withdrawing the army.He cried: "Impossible, priest, I am not obliged to save an enemy leader who has been fighting against the Crusaders." Pastor Mahon said, "But I have a duty, and I beg you to save him." Colonel Galan said: "Pastor, this is not acceptable. You should make a request to the Tibetan side and tell them that punishing a top frontline commander who firmly resists us is a stupid act of cutting off his own head." Pastor Mahon said: "If I come forward to ask, it will only add trouble to Lama Lama." Colonel Galan said: "Then I can send troops to fight the Tibetans who captured him instead of withdrawing troops." Pastor Mahon said: "Because the withdrawal of troops will not only rescue the Lama Lama, but also me, my twenty guard soldiers, my Tibetan disciple Xiama Rubon and his subordinates." Colonel Galan said, "You? Aren't you all right?" Pastor Mahon said: "I have no freedom. I may be driven out of Tibet or die at any time. What is the purpose of the Crusaders attacking Tibet? It is to send God to Tibet and spread the gospel of Jesus Christ throughout Tibet. Now, God has come, Jesus Christ has come, what we have to do is to let Christ stay in Tibet and take root in Tibet forever. The only way to achieve this goal is to withdraw the Crusaders from Tibet.” Colonel Galan said: "Another condition for withdrawing troops, let our priest stay?" Pastor Mahon said, "Yes, because you always have to withdraw troops, and the Crusaders can't stay. What about food? Medicine? Winter equipment? And your gunshot wounds, your insomnia? All the Crusaders What about people’s safety and health? Among the Crusaders, no one adapts to Lhasa, neither the British, the Gurkhas, the Indians, or the Tibetans in the southern foothills. More importantly, what about God? Imprisoned, we have nothing to do, just because you don't withdraw your troops." Colonel Ge Lan said: "I want to occupy the Potala Palace, and then use the Potala Palace and Tibet to exchange food, fuel, clothing, medicine, as well as safety and health. As for adaptation, the British have occupied so many places in the world. The place was uncomfortable at first.” Pastor Mahon said: "You think you have occupied the Potala Palace, and the Potala Palace is yours? Tibetans are not stupid, they will trap you there to death. There is no food, drink, or fire. Words, without the care of God, the Potala Palace is hell. Curse, curse, I see the curse crawling in your mind like maggots. No one can escape the torment of the curse. I am a priest , I know. Colonel, hurry up and take the initiative to withdraw the troops, otherwise you and everyone will not be able to survive this winter." Colonel Galan said: "And you? Can you live out all your days in Tibet safe and sound?" Pastor Mahon said firmly: "I can. God bless a man who loves all and not a man who carries out a gun occupation in his name. Your worsening injuries, your growing sickness, is God No blessing for your proof. Colonel, it is not wrong to heed the advice of a priest, and evacuate." Colonel Galan yelled: "No, never, let the withdrawal go to hell. Pastor, please go away, you are not the pastor of the Crusaders." Pastor Mahon said, "Don't forget what Jesus said, whoever draws the sword will die by the sword." Colonel Galan said: "For the kingdom of God in Tibet, you must die. Jesus will surely reward me." Pastor Mahon said: "You don't have to listen to me, but you must listen to Sugshun. I met my grandfather Sugsun, and Sugsun asked you to do this." Colonel Galan said, "Sugson? Where?" Pastor Mahon said: "Sag quickly came and went without a trace. His Tibetan name is Omniscient Void King Langka Jiabu. Leprosy, the oldest and most widespread disease in the world, destroyed his Europeans. His looks make him look like a Tibetan." Colonel Galan was stunned, his eyes focused on the other party's pupils, and suddenly he became distracted.He staggered and leaned on the cross, rubbed his back against the thick log, fell down, and murmured, "Sugson, Sugson, we walked into Tibet stepping on his body." Distant children, Presbyterian elites, 'Babylonian prisoners' in Tibet, Jews waiting for us in purple cassocks. No way, won't we be allowed to retreat?" "Who says no, I am Sug Xun." The voice came from the north of the Cisongtang military camp, but there was no one there. It seemed to be in the clouds and the wind, and it seemed to be in the house and the woods.