Chapter 84 chapter 2

Zongjiao Lukang behind the Potala Palace retains the majestic wild show of Cangyang Gyatso's era, the Dragon King Pool is still green, and the thick old trees are still luxuriant.Prince Chambord and Tsomanjim walked side by side into the depths of the woods like a couple going on a tryst. Prince Chambord sat down on the grass nest and said anxiously: "Here it is, tell me quickly, where is the treasure in the Jokhang Temple?" Tsoman Jim said: "But you haven't said what you are going to give me." Prince Chambord was surprised and said: "You fulfilled Grandma's last wish, and you still want to be rewarded?

Tsoman Jim nodded treacherously: "I definitely can't take it easy on you." "Tell me, how much is it?" "I don't want money." "Then what do you want?" "want you." Prince Chambord was stunned, and he said after a while: "Who told you that you can have me, and it's also your mother?" Tsomanjim said seriously: "I came up with it myself. I thought I was waiting for a lama. He was at least eighty years old. I didn't expect such a handsome and vulgar man. I couldn't wait in vain. I also paid for it." of."

Prince Chambord said: "You can't think about it. I'm digging Tibet. Do you know what digging is? It means that all the sacred things in the world can't compare with it. It's Buddhism itself. In a word, Without excavation, there would be no Tibetan Buddhism." Tsoman Jim said: "I am a part of terma, isn't it me that you dug?" Prince Chambord stared at her: "So you know everything, but my goal is the 'Gate of Seven Tara', not you." "This is Zongjiao Lukang. When you get here, your goal should be me." "Many people are arresting me now. Everywhere is dangerous. I only come here because it is the safest place."

Tsoman Jim sneered: "What's the safest thing to do here? It's the safest place to talk about love. Who doesn't know the old place of Tsangyang Gyatso. Prince Chambord, if you're not a man, go away." Kicked away, unexpectedly kicked out three used condoms. Prince Chambord stared at the condom, didn't know what to say for a while, then suddenly sighed and said, "Okay, tell me where the treasure is in the Jokhang Temple first, and then talk about other things." "You are lying to me. If I tell you, you will abandon me immediately." She said and left.

Prince Chambor jumped up and grabbed her: "Listen, Tsoman Jim, there are three things that are equally important to me now: the first is to discover the terma of the 'Gate of Seven Tara'; the second is to rescue my companion Mesa; The third is to protect you. As I once said, I don’t believe that it takes so many lives to open the ‘Gate of Seven Tara’. Jim Tsoman, that is, you, is the sixth lover told by Cangyang Gyatso’s love song , Four of them died after we found her. I don't want you to be like them. I swear to protect you, protect you with my life. You are very dangerous now, and you must stay with me."

Tsoman Jim said: "If you die, you will die. I am not afraid. Let me go, let me go and I will tell you." Prince Chambord let go.Jim Tsoman turned his head and ran away.Chasing is inevitable, and it is also inevitable not to catch up. Prince Chambord leaned on the old bark of an ancient pine, gasped heavily, and said loudly to Tsoman Jim ten steps away: "You are not afraid, I am afraid, I am afraid I have to If you don’t reach the ‘Gate of the Seven Tara’, tell me, where is the treasure in the Jokhang Temple?” Tsoman Jim said: "Don't tell me, don't tell me, unless you promise me."

"Listen to me explaining Tsoman Jim. You are a Tibetan. You should know that there are strict rules for digging. You must either combine with your destined Dharma partner, or put an end to all lust and keep absolutely clean. If I mess with other women, Not only can I not get rid of ignorance and get help, but it will also make me filthy. If a filthy person insists on digging, he will surely die. What is worse, a clean terma will run away as soon as he sees the filth. And go, disappear forever, there will be no last great terma and excavation in history." Prince Chambord said, a kind of pride emerged from the bottom of his heart.In the past, he would not give up such a coveted affair, Tsomanjim is definitely a girl who can make a man's heart beat.Even after embarking on the road of excavating Tibet, he once thought that he was the reincarnation of Tsangyang Gyatso and could enjoy the privilege of "walking meditation".But now, Prince Chambord realizes that he has changed, affliction has become Bodhi, and a lotus flower has been born from the fire.

Tsomanjim said: "You are blind, and you don't know the Buddhist couple when you arrive. Only I can help you. My stomach is the proof." Prince Chambord said decisively: "No, you are not a legal partner." Mesa's face appeared in front of his eyes, and he thought that my legal partner can only be Mesa.To break the sex ring, it can only be Mesa. Tsoman Jim said aggrievedly: "It turns out that I was not waiting for you, you are not Tsangyang Gyatso, and I am not Tsangyang Gyatso's lover." "Are you listening to me singing to you, singing Cangyang Gyatso's love song?"

"I don't listen to it, I don't listen to it. A love song without actual action is just water without milk and tea. What taste does it have?" In their desperation, Prince Chambord and Jim Tsoman forgot that these words should not be said out loud, because walls have ears.Especially Zongjiao Lukang, the lucky place where the sixth Dalai Lama Tsangyang Gyatso met his lover, this ancient and modern place where men and women have sex, and in the narrow space with many dense vegetation, there are monkeys. The impatient person hangs upside down black and red bull-nose boots, and devotes himself to the romance of heaven and earth being bed.Now these people are neither impatient nor romantic, they are all listening, at least one pair of ears in one place is listening quietly.A man with gold teeth gently lifted the leaves, and he heard and saw clearly that Tsoman Jim a few steps away was so beautiful.He lowered his head and whispered to his girlfriend, a fat girl beside him, "Get up, put on your clothes, we have something to do." The fat girl asked, "What is it?" The man with gold teeth said, "Don't forget We took other people’s money, and we come here every day not only to enjoy sex. The old place where Tsangyang Gyatso is dating lovers, there will always be people who are related to Tsangyang Gyatso. This is what the boss said , we finally waited."

Disappointed Tsomanjim ran again, but this time she ran too fast and threw Prince Chambord too far.By the time she ran out to look for Prince Chambord like a child who was hidden in a game of hide-and-seek, there was no sign of him in the huge Zongjiao Lukang. "Prince Chambord, Prince Chambord," she shouted, her lips blistering in a hurry. A man with gold teeth and a fat girl sprang out from the bushes, pointed to a natural cage formed by dense trees and said, "He's inside, let you go in quickly." Tsomanjim didn't think about anything else, he plunged in and saw nothing but barren and obscene grass, turned around to come out, but was grabbed by the arm by the fat girl and hugged by the man with golden teeth.

"Let me go, let me go, rascal, rascal." Tsoman Jim shouted, but such a voice could only be regarded as beautiful music in Zongjiao Lukang's romantic atmosphere. Zomanjim was crushed on the filthy grass in the cage.The fat girl pressed down heavily on her legs, and the gold-toothed man pressed down even more heavily on her shoulders and arms.Tsomanjim, as slender as a snake, suddenly found himself as weak as a blade of grass. The man with gold teeth licked his gold teeth and asked, "What is the 'Gate of Seven Tara'?" Jim Tsoman looked at him hatefully and shook his head. The man with gold teeth asked again: "Where is the treasure in the Jokhang Temple?" She shook her head again. "Who are you from Tsangyang Gyatso? Are you his descendant, or his lover's descendant? Tell me quickly." She shook her head resolutely, biting her lip with her white teeth. "You said your stomach is the proof, what proof?" He put his hand on her stomach. She glared at him angrily: "let me go, let me go." The gold-toothed man grinned, pulled out a white Tibetan knife with a red copper brushed handle from his waist, and cut open Tsoman Jim's thin summer pulu skirt. After looking at his belly, he immediately called the boss.