Chapter 52 Section 5

It was dawn before we reached Qamdo Town.When entering Qamdo Township, the sun was already rising. Prince Chambord and Mesa walked across the Angqu Bridge and came to the cliff of the Angqu River. They bought breakfast in a shop with a signboard of "Khamba people". While satisfying their hunger, they walked cautiously towards the bus station.They realized that Yushu Jiegu had notified Qamdo that there must be a police ambush at the bus station, hoping to stop a long-distance bus to Lhasa at a place far away from the bus station.But they didn't expect to be spotted by the police as soon as they crossed Angqu Bridge.

A van followed Prince Chambord and Mesa a hundred meters away.Inside the car, an old policeman told several young subordinates: "Don't rush to do it, first see what they are going to do in Changdu, and it is best to arrest them at the scene of the crime." But the Qamdo police were still following too closely. Prince Chambord turned around and found the van moving slowly. He picked up Mesa and quickened his pace.Realizing that he had been exposed, the police accelerated their pursuit.Prince Chambord and Mesa turned into a street and weaved their way through a crowd of horsemen and pedestrians.Six or seven policemen jumped out of the van and ran behind.They familiarized themselves with the environment and went straight to the intersection. When Prince Chambord and Mesa realized that the road had come to an end and they had to turn left or right, the intersection was already blocked.

The policemen yelled and rushed over to catch the turtle. At this time, a group of lamas on horseback came running from behind Prince Chambord, and blocked the policemen on three sides with their horses.One of them jumped off his horse, put the rein in Prince Chambord's hand, and said, "Go to Jambaling Monastery." Prince Chambord had ridden a horse since he was a child. He first helped Mesa up, then jumped on the horse and galloped away, leaving the police and their shouts far behind.We are approaching the high fourth terrace, and the majestic Jamba Buddha Hall, Tsongkhapa Hall and Dharma Protector Temple are rushing towards us.Suddenly, an eleven or twelve-year-old lama flashed out and stopped them: "Come down, come down, and give me the horse." He pointed to the middle of the two rows of white-walled monk's houses and said, "Hurry up, go wherever you want .”

Prince Chambord and Mesa ran to where the little lama was pointing, and were taken aback: "The herdsman? Why is the lost horse herdsman in Huangyuan County here?" He asked the little lama, "Who parked this car here?" The little lama said: "You yourself." After that, he pulled the horse and ran away. Myself?Prince Chambord shook his head, confused. The Wrangler was driving on the streets of Qamdo Town, passing by the police who were chasing him, but nothing happened.In the notification from the Jiegu police to the Qamdo police, there were only white trucks, but no Wranglers.The herdsmen left Qamdo Town calmly and headed for Lhasa.

But Prince Chambord was not happy, feeling that someone was not only staring at him, but trying to manipulate him.Who is this guy?He is a maverick who is accustomed to do things his own way. He has always dominated others by himself, but now he wants to be dominated by an invisible person.If it wasn't for the Qamdo police's pursuit, he really wanted to fight against this man's will: abandon the Wrangler, refuse to drive, and take a long-distance bus to Lhasa.He said: "Mesa, you said that once a terma appears in this world, if it encounters bad elements, it will disappear automatically. No wonder we haven't opened the 'Seven Tara Gate', because the bad elements are always with us. "

Mesa said, "Who are you referring to?" Prince Chambord said: "I don't know who it is, so I'm depressed. Someone actually knew in advance that we were coming to Qamdo." Mesa said: "There are not many strange things along the way, you should get used to it, and you should regard the return of the Wrangler as the help of God, and it is always more convenient to have it." Prince Chambord was still depressed. When he passed a flat and open alluvial fan by the side of the road, he drove up and stopped.He sat quietly, and she also sat quietly, without speaking.

Suddenly, Prince Chambord got off the driver's seat, opened the rear door, got Messala out of the car, and hugged her in his arms. Mesa was stunned, without any response.What she felt was not the desire of Prince Chambord, but discouragement, loneliness, fragility and confusion.With a pain in her heart, she slowly opened her arms and hugged him.At this time, she heard his heartbeat, and also heard her own heartbeat. Prince Chambord whispered: "What did your mother tell you? 'You can abandon your parents, but you can't abandon your waiting. You will wait all your life for a man, and once this man appears, your heart will pound Boom jump...'"

Mesa pushed him away, blushing into a purple eggplant, not shy, nor angry or agitated, repentance seemed more accurate, as if someone had exposed her all at once: This moment you have been waiting for for a long time, now Chimei is gone, your waiting It finally happened. "No, no, no." She reacted fiercely, "I don't want to hear about your feelings, you don't want to talk about anything other than the 'Gate of Seven Tara'." "But you need me, and I need you." "Our common need is to discover termas." Prince Chambord said: "This is no problem. I swear on my life that I will dig it to the end."

Mesa was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered and said: "Don't trample on your life, you can't even give up smoking, drinking, and meat, and you talk about digging. You have no qualifications to approach the 'Gate of Seven Tara'. I have already As I said before, getting rid of all impure hobbies is the premise of digging treasures and the expectation of great termas, and it is the truth told to us by termonology.” Prince Chambord opened his eyes wide and bit his lower lip with his upper teeth: "What if I don't want to quit drinking, smoking and meat?"

"That means that the excavation has failed, and it means that going forward will lead to death." "It also indicates that you will leave me?" "It will, because you are not my waiting." "But a woman's love does not depend on herself. Sometimes there is no strict boundary between being obsessed with temptation and succumbing to coercion. This is Tibet, and there are wild mountains and wild mountains everywhere..." Mesa turned around, resolutely pulled out the hidden knife from her waist, and quickly stabbed at her arm like a skilled nurse stabbing a needle.The sharp Tibetan knife pierced through the clothes and stood on the flesh. The blade began to shake and then gradually stopped moving.

Prince Chambord turned pale with fright, and shouted: "Don't do this." He shook his head helplessly, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, and threw them at the wide alluvial fan with all his strength.He looked at Mesa's arm with regret and said, "Stop, stop, I swear to you, stop everything. Can it be done now?" Mesa stretched forward the arm with the Tibetan knife, and looked at him closely: "No. 'Jie' is just a need for digging, not mine. I need to be truly moved, but you didn't move me." "Tell me, how can I touch you." "Can you sing me to tears with Cangyang Gyatso's love song? If you can..." "You belong to me. You wait, you must cry." Prince Chambord sang: and my lover, Has been married away, The depression in my heart becomes sick, The skin and flesh on the body are thin. The sadness of the tone is unprecedented, as if Prince Chambord has experienced all the pain and all the love tragedies, making people feel that his chest was cold in winter and miserable in autumn. Tears slowly gathered in Mesa's eye sockets and flowed out slowly. Prince Chambord exclaimed happily: "You are crying, I have touched you, and you belong to me." He hugged Mesa warmly, trying to kiss the tears from her eyes. Mesa reached out to support his chin, and pushed back vigorously, refusing Prince Chambord's embrace and kiss.Her eyes behind the tears were icy, piercing like a sharp knife: "You don't understand, I'm sorry for Zhimei." Prince Chambord let go of his hand, as if he just remembered that Zhimei's body was still alive. I heard Mesa say even more icy words: "I am even more saddened by Tsangyang Gyatso." Prince Chambord was stunned.Mesa went on to say: "A person who claims to be the reincarnation of Tsangyang Gyatso, a person who talks about Tsangyang Gyatso's love songs all day long, actually knows Tsangyang Gyatso the least, and is the least qualified to sing Tsangyang Gyatso The person who sings love songs is also the person who least deserves to have love." Prince Chambord stared at her stiffly as if he had been beaten with a sap. Since he was an adult, Prince Chambord has regarded himself as a sage of love.It is not too much to use the metaphor of invincibility and invincibility.He is the only one in the world who rejects girls, how can a girl reject him.Even if he suffers a setback, it will not frustrate his confidence, it is just deliberate, ruthless, and fate.Now the biggest regret of the day appeared: Mesa, who should not have rejected him the most, rejected him. The reason for his rejection was that he did not know Tsangyang Gyatso the least, was the least qualified to sing Tsangyang Gyatso's love song, and was the least worthy of having love. Prince Chambord took a step back and looked at Mesa, the girl he loved so much that he couldn't understand it.He, who was always eloquent, stuttered at this moment: "You, Mesa, what did you say just now?" Mesa said: "I don't want to hear you sing Tsangyang Gyatso's love song anymore, not because I am afraid of being moved by you, but because I am afraid that Tsangyang Gyatso's love song will be ruined by you." Prince Chambord blushed with embarrassment, looked over carefully, and found that Mesa was far away, as if he was no longer the same kind as him, and the whole of Tibet lay in the middle, and he couldn't grasp it with his heart or hands.But after all, his endowment is competitive and has a strong sense of self-esteem, unwillingness and conquest still dominate him.He didn't want to do anything anymore, he was looking for time-out, he just wanted to sing Cangyang Gyatso's love song well, with the sharpest edge, to sting her, move her, and let her tears marinate her. Suddenly, he looked at the sky and said loudly, "Today, at this moment, in front of the 'Gate of Seven Tara' in my heart, in front of all the gods in front of me, behind me, in the sky, on the earth, I want to make a vow with Mesa: if I can’t sing her tears with Tsangyang Gyatso’s love song. I, Prince Chambord, is not a man, which means that Tsangyang Gyatso has abandoned me. I don’t deserve love. I will leave Mesa and all women. Before the promise is fulfilled, If I have any delusional thoughts about Mesa, God will not protect me, God will not protect me, and I will be destroyed by heaven and earth!" Mesa also looked up at the sky and said loudly: "I also swear, as long as the love song of Tsangyang Gyatso sung for me by the man named Prince Shampoo next to me can move me and make me cry, I belong to him, including my body." , my feelings, my heart, my soul!" On the road again.Prince Chambord said: "Now you can take off your velvet top hat. Although it is beautiful, it is inconvenient to wear. Besides, you have such thick and beautiful hair, what a pity to use the hat to suppress it." “Termon tells me that the gods take special care of those who are well-dressed,” Mesa said, though she took off her velvet hat and threw it behind the seat. Prince Chambord looked back at her quickly: "How can you use a knife to yourself, and so cruelly?" Mesa covered the wound on his arm and said, "Termon also taught me that for those who swear by self-mutilation, the favor of the gods will be multiplied." Prince Chambord turned the steering wheel hard, avoiding a rock that rolled down the mountain. Probably because Prince Chambord gave up smoking, alcohol and meat, the next few days went surprisingly smoothly.They passed by Basu, Bomi, Linzhi, Gongbu, and Mozhu, all of which are places with infinite scenery, which made Prince Chambord's depressed mood gradually rise.Although he has been here more than once before, it is not enough to come to each of these places, and it is a blessing to see more.He started singing Tsangyang Gyatso's love songs again, but he was no longer as complacent as before.Mesa's words seriously damaged his usual self-confidence, and he had to doubt himself: I really don't understand Tsangyang Gyatso and his love songs?