Chapter 51 Section 4

Prince Chambord and his party had dinner in Huangyuan County, bought pot helmets and mineral water to take with them, and planned to drive forward in rotation regardless of the day or night.But as soon as they came out of the restaurant, they found that the Wrangler was gone. Mesa looked anxiously at the dark night and said, "How is that possible? We obviously locked the car door." Prince Chambord smiled bitterly and said, "I have no choice but not to." Mesa didn't expect him to be so downplaying, and glared at him: "You like the Wrangler so much, if you say no, you don't want it? Besides, we need it."

Prince Chambord said: "What is lost is not needed. The car thief can't wait to scare the snake, probably reminding us: You are being targeted again, and the Wrangler is too targeted and dangerous. You can't drive again. I guess, he Will always follow us." Mesa asked, "Who do you think he is?" Zhimei said: "Whoever he is, we must get rid of him. We don't need anyone's help." Mesa said: "I agree with this. To open the 'Gate of the Seven Tara' and discover the 'last terma', the most taboo is clutter. Once a terma appears in this world, if it encounters bad elements, it will probably disappear automatically. This has happened countless times in ancient excavations.”

They were walking along the road when a white truck came from behind.Prince Chambord turned around and took a look. Seeing the word "Republic" on the car door, he shouted, "Master." The white truck stopped.This is a truck returning to Gonghe County, Hainan Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture. Its appearance reminded Prince Chambord of the ancient road to Tang and Tibet, as well as the way Cangyang Gyatso left Lhasa and moved to Qinghai.This road is famous for its twists and turns, and it is much more difficult than the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. People who go to Lhasa generally do not take this road.But for them, maybe this is the safest path.

The bald-headed driver of the white truck pulls people as long as they are paid, and asked: "I have pulled live sheep in this truck, so smelly, do you want to sit?" Prince Chambord asked Mesa and Zhimei: "Sit or not? "Zhimei once again showed quick responses, and before Mesa could say anything, she had already climbed up on the tires. It seems that without anyone noticing, they arrived in Chabucha Town, Gonghe County in the early morning, found a hidden small hotel to sleep, and set off again at dusk.In the same white truck, Prince Chambord agreed with the bald driver to take him to Lhasa.The bald head was a little strange: "Who are you, why would you hire a broken truck or two to go to Lhasa?" Prince Chambord smiled and did not answer.

The white truck drove towards Huashi Gorge in Wuhai, the "North Gate of Heyuan", and arrived at Maduo County, the first town of the Yellow River, before dawn.The people in the car had breakfast in the county seat, and Zhimei drove instead.After crossing the high and broad Bayan Har mountain top at the source of the Yellow River, you enter Yushu Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture, and you will come down to Tongtian River and Jiegu Town.it's dark. As a trade distribution center, Jiegu Town has an ambiguous and mysterious beauty at night. The rooms in the town seem to have changed content, and the lights are sleepy layer by layer, seductive and ecstatic.A kind of warm and simple prosperity belonging to the grassland, carrying the residual temperature of the day, silently bright and never retreating.

"It's a nice place, just a bit higher," Mesa said. The bald driver refused to leave.He left the truck in the parking lot and said that he had a friend who opened a store here, "If you know she's here and didn't see her, you'll be damned." Prince Chambord paid him 1,000 yuan, agreed on the departure time tomorrow, and then brought Mesa and Zhimei to the town street, and walked into a watchtower hotel with ease. Mesa muttered: "It was agreed to take us to Lhasa, why did the driver change his mind? I feel something is wrong, his eyes are treacherous, he followed us and watched us walk into this hotel, did he regard us as bad people? ?”

Zhimei said: "People's vision is right, we are not good people, and we have become fugitives in the honor of Prince Chambord." "It looks like we can't live here," Mesa said. Prince Chambord said: "I didn't intend to live there, so hurry up, the police will be here soon." They went out from the back door of the Diaolou Hotel and went uphill all the way.Prince Chambord said: "In front is Phuntsok Daze Mountain, and the top of the mountain is the famous Jiegu Temple." A small road goes around south.Half an hour later, they appeared opposite the Jiegu Movie Theater at the intersection of Tingzi Street, slipped into a restaurant, ordered ten catties of finger meat, ten flatbreads and ten bottles of beer, packed them all, and then came to the white truck in the parking lot in front of.

Prince Chambord looked around and smashed the door glass with his right elbow, opened the door, got into the cab, took out a key and inserted it. Mesa asked in surprise, "How do you have the key?" Prince Chambord smiled: "The road is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high. Get in the car." The white truck drove out of the parking lot, and as soon as it drove onto the street, a bald driver followed by a few policemen under the street lights.Prince Chambord stepped up the accelerator and suddenly drove past them. The bald driver shouted: "Run away, they ran away."

The white truck headed straight for Nangqian County and the upper reaches of the Lancang River, before entering Tibet three hours later. Prince Chambord felt relieved, as if once he entered Tibet, all traces would be gone.In fact, in the hazy feeling, more is the excitement of throwing oneself into the embrace of the hometown.It seems that the excitement and long-standing nostalgia are protection, and the stronger and stronger belief than other places is relying on it. Obo, who is hunting for the first prayer flag in Tibet, can be courageous.He was no longer afraid, it seemed that he was not afraid of anything.Prince Chambord sang:

Prayer flags praying for lovers, fluttering beside the willows, The elder brother who guards the willow tree, Please don't stone it. Mesa beside him said, "You haven't had a good rest for several days, aren't you tired?" Zhimei, who was by the window, said: "You are not tired, I am tired, stop singing, I want to sleep for a while." Holding the beer bottle in one hand, Prince Chambord drank happily: "I know why you dare not face Cangyang Gyatso's love song. Are you afraid of losing Mesa? Love song is my weapon, and I have declared war on you."

Zhimei mocked: "I was scared to death. As soon as I heard the declaration of war, I immediately fucked up." Prince Chambord said: "This is Tibet, a paradise of faith. Even if you choke on dust, it is also a pure land. Don't mention you, it is Ugyen Lama and the New Faith Alliance. If you don't convert to Buddhism, you will all have to fuck off." Zhimei said sternly: "The New Faith Alliance believes that human beings absolutely need faith, but faith is not equal to religion. Converting to religion is not actually converting to faith, because faith first focuses on the purity and nobility of human spirit, selflessness and dedication. Religion is more Concerned about forming a group and then competing for fame and fortune." Prince Chambord said: "You are wrong, you take a religious group as a religion." Zhimei said: "It's all the same. We must monopolize beliefs, imprison thoughts, and force many people to lose their beliefs because they are unwilling or have no opportunity to join religious groups. Therefore, the New Faith Alliance must save beliefs and liberate beliefs from religious shackles. into a new, more universal faith." Prince Chambord said: "Excuse me, what is the new belief of the New Faith Alliance?" Zhimei said: "Not yet, I am looking for it, and I will definitely find it." Prince Chambord said: "You don't need to look for it, as long as you understand Tsangyang Gyatso, you will find it. In Tsangyang Gyatso's view, the highest ideal of religion is one word: love." Zhimei sneered and said: "How Tsangyang Gyatso views religion, we will only know after opening the 'Seven Tara Gate'." Prince Chambord smiled "haha" and said, "Then please listen to Tsangyang Gyatso's singing." beloved ones, If you can grow old forever, As much as from the sea, A strange treasure was picked. Zhimei shouted: "Stop singing." Prince Chambord sang more lyrically: Noble lady, with such a beautiful face, like a ripe peach, Hanging on a high branch. Across Mesa, Zhimei stretched out her arm and grabbed Prince Chambord by the collar: "I told you not to sing, did you hear me?" Mesa said: "Chimi let him go, the car is about to overturn." Zhimei let go: "Mesa, tell him to shut up." Mesa said: "The mouth grows on him, you let him sing; the ear grows on you, you don't have to listen." Zhimei said: "Why do you like listening to him sing so much?" Prince Chambord's voice became louder. I have a tryst with my lover, Deep in the dense forest of Nanshan... Zhimei yelled: "Stop, I'm going down." The car stopped, but Cangyang Gyatso's love song didn't stop, as if he wouldn't give up until he pissed Zhimei to death.Zhimei went around from the front of the car, opened the door, tore Prince Chambord's clothes and dragged him down. The two men stood facing each other, under the silent night sky in Tibet, one was silent and the other was singing.Next to Mesa, nervously looking at this and that.Zhimei punched the past, hitting the corner of the opponent's mouth, as if saying that I smashed your mouth that sings love songs.Prince Chambord did not fight back, but sang: No one knows, Except for the clever-billed parrot... Another punch, another punch, all on the mouth, and Prince Chambord staggered and fell to the ground, still singing: O clever parrot, Don't leak it outside. "It seems that you would rather die than sing, so you should die." Zhimei suppressed him, and beat him with her fists.Prince Chambord still didn't fight back, nor did he evade, but sang stubbornly with his rotten mouth.It seems that love songs are fighting back, moaning, screaming, and crying. Mesa pounced, shoving Tomomi. "Leave Mesa alone, let him fight, let him fight." Then he sang again: In this short life, Thank you so much for your gratitude... Prince Chambord's face was covered with bruises, and his nose, corners of eyes, and cheeks were bleeding. The pain caused him to suck in cold air.But Tsangyang Gyatso's love song continued uninterrupted, still stubbornly flowing from his bloody mouth: I don't know the next life when I was a teenager, Can we meet again. Zhimei got up from Prince Chambord, pulled him to stand up, and said gloomyly: "Since you have made up your mind to die, I don't want to live anymore." Wipe it up, "We duel, Tibetan men should solve problems in Tibetan way, we can only duel." Prince Chambord wiped the blood all over his face and said: "I agree, you can't kill me, Tsangyang Gyatso's love song must be sung to the end, as long as the love song is sung to the end, Mesa belongs to me." Zhimei said: "Maybe I can also sing love songs, I am the one who lives." Mesa cried, "It would be better if I died." Prince Chambord pushed her away and said, "If you die, both of us will die, and if you live, one of us will live." Facing Zhimei again, "But the duel cannot be here." Zhimei said: "Then tell me, where is it?" "It should be on the platform at the gate of Jambalin Temple in Qamdo, where you can see the whole picture of Qamdo and the Lancang River. Once I die, what I see before I die is Qamdo City, and I can be reborn in the city. What I see is the Lancang River, My soul can ride the river and choose a place with good scenery to stop.” Prince Chambord licked the blood from his lips, panted heavily, and said: "What's more important is that there is Jiare Dam. When Master Padmasambhava was practicing in the black hole in the Luomen dense forest at the southern foot of the Himalayas, he was provoked by a large number of demon believers called 'killers'." ' Said, as a sage, if you liberate (meaning kill) her, eat her flesh, and drink her blood after practicing the esoteric way of men and women, you will gain joy, power, and incomparable magical powers .Otherwise your holy name is untrue. Master Padmasambhava was furious, and immediately showed the wrathful Vajra with nine heads and sixteen arms, subduing those demon believers 'killers'. Only one named Taba Napo's 'Slayer' refused to accept it, and swore a poisonous oath that in order to oppose your teachings, my reincarnation will fight you." Mesa took out a tissue and tried to wipe the blood off his face, but he dodged and continued: "Several years later, Master Padmasambhava came to Tubo at the northern foot of the Himalayas, and he met Tabanapo, the 'killer'. The duel was at the head of Lancang, at the Jiare Dam where the Jambalin Temple is located. Naturally, the lotus Master Sheng won. Since then, Jiareba has become a blessed land of Buddhism. Legend has it that there have been many duels between the holy religion and heretics. Buddhists who have prayed to Master Padmasambhava have never failed. You are not a follower of Master Padmasambhava , do you dare to go?" Zhimei put away the hidden knife, gritted her teeth and said, "There is nothing I dare not do now." When we set off again, Prince Chambord was still driving, and he was still singing Cangyang Gyatso's love song unrelentingly.Mesa and Tomomi said nothing more.As if listening to a spell, Zhimei buried her head in pain, covered her ears with her hands, and said over and over again: duel, duel, duel in Chamdo. Leiwuqi arrived, it had just rained heavily, and there was a damp and fresh earthy smell in the air.The white truck turned left and headed east, followed the river along the way, and soon crossed the Sando Bridge.Prince Chambord said solemnly: "In about 50 kilometers, we will be Changdu, an important town in eastern Tibet." Then he continued to sing.As he was singing, there was a sudden darkness in front of his eyes. He stepped on the brake, and Mesa and Chimi rushed forward, and there was a tinkling sound in the car. There was a landslide. It seemed that the rain-soaked mountain collapsed not long ago. There was still smoke rising under the moonlight sky, and the road was tightly blocked by accumulated soil.The three got out of the car and walked forward. They heard the earth and rocks still dripping down the mountain wall on the left, and hurried back to the truck. "Go back, stop here and we'll be buried," Mesa said. Prince Chambord said: "We have no retreat, the pursuers are right behind us, so we can only abandon the car and walk to Qamdo." When Mesa wanted to say something, Zhimei had already stepped onto the top of the accumulated soil and was about to turn over. A bigger landslide was still happening, and a rumbling sound was deafening, and earth and rocks poured in, covering the sky and covering the earth.Prince Chambord pulled Mesa and ran back, and finally escaped the pursuit of the earth and rocks. Looking back, Zhimei had disappeared in the dust and smoke. Mesa screamed: "Chimi, Chimi." Braving the sporadic falling earth and rocks, he ran to the pile of earth and rocks that had just been piled up on the road, stood on the highest point, looked around, and wailed when he didn't see Zhimei's figure. cry. Prince Chambord chased after him, pushed and hugged Mesa, and led him away from the pile of dirt and rocks.There was another rumbling landslide, and the rocks rolled like a gust of wind.They ran a hundred meters away, and when they stopped to look again, the deep depression between the two mountains had disappeared, and an earth dam rose darkly, and the cloud of dust dimmed the big moon on the plateau. So quickly, a companion is gone, a life is gone. The two supported each other and stood still for a long time. On the way to Qamdo, Prince Chambord remained silent.Zhimei's sudden disappearance made him speechless and sad, and the grief was involuntary.Although the mind is a more penetrating eye, on this night in Tibet where the mountain gods are furious and death is easier than life, he does not feel that luck will favor Zhimei.He thought that Mesa was very sad, so he tried not to disturb her, but he didn't expect Mesa to ask: "You are not familiar with Changdu?" "Cooked, very familiar." "Then why don't you tell me?" Prince Chambord stared at her, her cheeks could be seen wet in the night, and the place where the tears passed turned into a glistening swamp.She doesn't want silence, she needs distraction, a sense of reality, of purpose.Otherwise, it would be too illusory, so illusory that I want to die. He said: "Qamdo in Tibetan means the confluence of rivers, and the confluence refers to Angqu and Zhaqu, two tributaries in the upper reaches of the Lancang River. It has been a traffic channel connecting Tibet, Qinghai, Sichuan and Yunnan since ancient times. When the young boy Tsongkhapa entered Tibet via Qamdo, he predicted that such a beautiful place would be able to prosper the temple in the future. Sixty-four years later, Tsongkhapa’s disciple Xirao Sangbu fortified the fourth place on the red soil cut by the ancient glacier. The Jambaling Temple was built on the terrace. But what I value more is that Tsangyang Gyatso has been here. When this downcast god king left Tibet, he went from Qamdo to Qinghai. He and his ancestor Tsongkhapa from Qinghai Silently walking on the same route, but in the opposite direction and in different circumstances.” "Yeah, different experiences, there are always different experiences, and Zhimei left like this." Mesa burst into tears.