Chapter 42 Chapter Seven Saving People, Confused Dreams

What is the Age of Darkness? In the middle of the 7th century, Songtsan Gampo married Princess Chizun of Nepal and Princess Wencheng of the Tang Dynasty. The two princesses brought the eight-year-old and twelve-year-old statues of Sakyamuni respectively, as well as a large number of Buddhist scriptures and craftsmen, since then Tibetan Buddhism flourished.However, there must be decline in everything. In 842 AD, the Bon believers murdered the king Chizu Dezan and supported his brother Lang Dama as Zanpu, setting off a large-scale movement to exterminate Buddhism.During this movement, a large number of monks who were not engaged in production were forced to return to secular life and hunt with bows.Temples were destroyed or used for other purposes, Buddha statues were nailed and thrown into the water, a large number of precious Buddhist scriptures and cultural relics were burned or thrown into the water...

This extermination of Buddhism represents the end of the previous grand period, which has caused the spread and development of Buddhism in Tibet to fall into a state of fault and stagnation. Through the internal reference information provided by Yin Yue, I learned that this extermination of Buddhism is an eternal pain in the hearts of every Tibetan monk. Those precious Buddha statues, scriptures and cultural relics lost are gone forever.The history is vague, the stars have changed for thousands of years, and the mountains and rivers have changed. They never thought that they would meet again under the sky lake. How could they not be excited?

We can understand all these, so we no longer care about the big and small lamas staring at the side, and Zamao Xiaodao and I started to surround this mutant crocodile and look at it. Don't look at this sword-backed crocodile as docile as a pug to the little lama, but it is very vicious to us, the horny sword spine on its back is shaking constantly, its nostrils are panting heavily, and there is a rough friction in its throat. The sound was like a roar, but also like a warning. When Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao fought with it just now, the carving knife that was stuck in its left eye was still inserted straight into it, clearly showing the hatred between the two sides.There is a kind of sinister anger in the solitary eye of the sword-backed crocodile. If it hadn't been for the power of the Buddha's light that the little lama just surrendered to, I'm afraid it will rush up again now and fight with us.The two lamas exchanged a few words excitedly. Seeing that the swords were on the verge of breaking out, they quickly stopped communicating and ran over. The little lama touched the pink nostrils of the sword-backed crocodile dragon, and kept chanting scriptures, comforting in a low voice.

This huge sword-backed crocodile panted heavily, and it didn't take long before it calmed down, but the muscles near the left eye kept contracting.It was also obviously injured, and it couldn't bear the pain. Seeing the wound of this thing, the old lama sighed, stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, took out the Gabala bowl from his bosom, covered the wound with it, and recited scriptures.As time went by, a grease-like liquid dripped from the bowl made of the skull, and gathered on the left eye of the beast on the ground. The broken vitreous body was actually fixed, and it no longer convulsed.

The old lama gave an order, and the young lama put his palm on the forehead of the sword-backed crocodile, rubbed it lightly, then held the carving knife, and pulled it out with one stroke.After the carving knife was pulled out, there was still a layer of thick glue-like liquid on the blade, which was yellow and as sticky as honey. The old lama sighed, turned around, and handed the handle of the knife to Zamao Xiaodao. Zamao Xiaodao took it over, saw the expressions of the two lamas sympathizing with heaven and man, and couldn't help complaining, saying, "If you fight for life and death, you will naturally use all your strength. You have the method of surrender. If you tell me earlier, what is the use of this beast?" Suffer so much?After he finished speaking, he wiped the carving knife on the grass, and when he saw that it was not clean, he ran to the lake to wash it.

When he returned, we were already doing research around this stegosaurus. After being treated by the old lama and comforted by the young lama, the animal finally stabilized. It lay lazily on the ground, stretched its body, and then turned over to show us its swollen belly. The black scales on its abdomen are not so hard, but slightly soft. From the outside, it looks like a curled up human figure, which is rhythmically following the breathing of Stegosaurus.I asked the old lama with long eyebrows, is there any way to rescue the whole boy inside? The old lama looked at the handsome young lama, who nodded, then put his head next to the giant crocodile's ear, and said a few words softly.

After finishing speaking here, the sword-backed crocodile shook its head violently and howled. Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao wiped the wet carving knife on his sleeve, and asked puzzledly, is this beast not happy? The little lama shook his head, saying that it was not unhappy, but because of the injury, the nervous system of the whole body was shaken and collapsed, which made it unable to regurgitate the people in its stomach.I smiled and said, since this guy has such a miraculous function, why does he become inactive again? What is the reason for this?Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao also laughed beside him, saying, how did you subdue this beast? It seems that it is still hiding something for selfishness, or else you would rush to get it out, for fear of hurting the lives of innocent people?

The little lama scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "It hit me twice with the stick just now. This magic weapon does not do much damage, but it has the effect of delayed concussion. It is probably starting to attack now." Zamao Xiaodao smiled and said, this time, it has nothing to do with us. The old lama interrupted our conversation. He touched the ups and downs of the human-shaped belly with his right hand, frowned, and said urgently: "It was seriously injured just now, and the self-regulation function in the body has been completely disordered. There is little oxygen input from the device, and now it looks like it is about to dry up, if it is delayed for a while, I am afraid that even if the person is rescued, he will not be able to survive..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but we were already surprised by the question he asked. If this is the case, what should we do? Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao didn't hesitate at all, he had a natural aversion to this ugly reptile, or in other words, he disliked all creatures called "dragons".The carving knife that was in his pocket just now was taken out again, and it danced around the fingertips of his right hand a few times, then stopped, pointed to the abdomen and said: "Otherwise, let me play a guest role as a male obstetrician and gynecologist, Give this guy a 'C-section'?"

The old lama disagreed, saying that the son of the Basang family is a life, and the sword-backed crocodile in front of us is also a life, and it has also converted to my Buddha, so it cannot be killed indiscriminately.This laparotomy will not only cut open its protective aura and leave a legacy, but will also force it to fight back and escape our control. At that time, it will still kill the life in its belly. What can I do?Seeing the two lamas in a dilemma, I thought about it, and said, the esophageal nerve of this Stegosaurus is not effective, if we can help it peristalsis the intestinal tract from the outside in, can the child be taken away? Regurgitated?

The old lama nodded and said, the theory is so, but what should we do, do we also climb in and drag the people inside out? I smiled and said that you don't have to worry about it.Two, here is a sentence that needs your agreement—I can keep your method a secret, but you also need to keep it a secret for me, okay?Without saying a word, the two lamas stood with one hand, recited the Buddha's name, and said yes. With the guarantee from these two people, I didn't have any scruples, clasped my hands together, and sang loudly: "Master Golden Silkworm Gu, please show up!" As soon as the words fell, a plump, golden fat worm appeared in mid-air, After a short pause, it shot towards the mouth of the sword-backed crocodile. Swallowing such a small thing suddenly, the sword-backed crocodile was taken aback, its remaining eyes widened, and it screamed, obviously frightened.The fat worm disappeared in a flash, but the two lamas saw it clearly. The old lama pointed at the passing golden light in horror and shouted: "Bobby worm?" I ignored their surprise, and stepped forward, only to see the big lump in the belly of the sword-backed crocodile begin to move upwards.At the beginning, it was only a little bit, which was hard to see with the naked eye. Later, the short and thick limbs of this Stegosaurus began to slide like swimming, and began to contract regularly from the abdomen to the throat.After a few minutes, its long and narrow eagle beak mouth opened wide, and a large mass of sticky stuff rolled out from inside. The thing rolled around the lakeshore a few times, and finally stretched out. It turned out to be a boy covered in various sticky and smelly liquids. His eyes didn't open, but his neck became red and then bruised, and he grabbed his own neck with both hands, convulsing and twitching non-stop.This is drunk oxygen.Because he stayed in the belly of that Stegosaurus crocodile for a day, the smell on his body was sour and stinky, which was extremely unpleasant.The little lama hurried forward, splashing water and undressing, finally calming him down. After opening his eyes, the Tibetan boy knelt in front of the two lamas, knelt and bowed, chirping, expressing all kinds of gratitude and praise. Under the lama's persuasion, the boy was shocked, calmed down, and talked about his own affairs.It was nothing more than chasing sheep to the shore of the lake, but it was swallowed up, and there were not many twists and turns.He is also lucky, if the sword-backed crocodile eats him first instead of the sheep, I'm afraid he would have been buried in the belly of the crocodile at this moment.After washing him clean in the icy lake, the little lama bid farewell to the giant Stegosaurus crocodile, and walked back without stopping.The old lama found me and said that they would return to the temple, and then organize people to identify and excavate the sunken Buddha statues and relics in the dark age.At that time, we may need our help.I don't want to, you know, we are fugitives now, we should keep a low profile, if we make a big fuss at this moment, I'm afraid it will cause trouble. The old lama has spent his whole life studying Buddhism and the human mind, so he naturally knows what we are worried about. He immediately assured us that he would keep everything about us secret and provide us with shelter if possible. Having said that, I just agreed to see it when the time comes.On the way back, we met Basang and others who were driving cattle, and the meeting was another joyful meal.Back at Nanka Gyatso's house, there were many celebrations, let's not mention them for now. That night, I dreamed more than once of a huge sarcophagus floating in the water.