Chapter 103 Section 4

As soon as they stepped out of the cemetery where they were hiding, Prince Chambord and Mesa realized that they had nowhere to go.A wanted warrant was posted on the most eye-catching tombstone in the first row of the cemetery, which shocked them into a cold sweat.If the person who posted the wanted notice walked ten steps further, he would be able to see two wanted fugitives under the shade of a tree.It is really the blessing of the Lord of the Corpse Tuolin, and the blessing of the Mother of the Corpse Tuolin. The two shrank back, looked around, wanted to climb over the wall, but saw an old gatekeeper at the gate of the martyrs cemetery looking up at them, so they had to bite the bullet and walk over.

Fortunately, the old man sat on the ground and started counting money from a small shiny copper basin without looking at them.As if it was a favor not to look at it, Prince Chambord gratefully took out two yuan and threw it into a small copper basin, pulled up Mesa, and strode out of the gate of the Martyrs Cemetery. Suddenly, the gatekeeper said, "Please come back." Prince Chambord and Mesa stopped: "What are you doing?" The old gatekeeper said, "I want to see you." Prince Chambord said: "Look at us?" When he looked up, he found that there was also a wanted warrant on the stone pillar beside the old man. The photos of the two people were as clear as their own.They were too frightened to vent their anger, and hurried away, as if the old gatekeeper would grab them as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Mesa said, "Even the arrest warrants are posted on the tombs, and Lhasa is already a net. How can we leave?" Prince Chambord said, "I don't know either. I'll talk about it at the Lhasa bus station." At this time, Mesa's cell phone rang, and it was Zhimei who called: "Hello." Mesa said, "You remember my phone?" Chimi didn't seem to want to exchange pleasantries at all, and said, "You let Prince Chambord talk." Prince Chambord took the phone from Mesa. Zhimei said: "I admire you Prince Chambord very much, and you have found the 'light-through text' of the Jokhang Temple again."

"how do you know?" "The death of Master Chokyi Zangpo is the proof. But you will not take the next step, you have nowhere to go." "You don't need to remind me, I know." "You don't want the opening of the 'Seven Tara Gate' to die in your hands, do you? Your fate with terma is over, pass it on. For the sake of the sacred 'Seven Tara Gate', I can be you His first disciple." "To be honest, Zhimei, I would have considered your suggestion, but I can't now. A terma is a noble and holy object, and it requires those who discover it to be kind, compassionate, and of good character..."

Zhimei sneered and said: "Do you think my conduct is not good? A person who even dared to kill Master Chokyi Sangpo is not worthy of teaching others. Of course, this is not what I said, but the police think so. If you have the opportunity to watch TV and listen to the radio now You will know. It is the fastest to become famous by the arrest warrant. Now in Lhasa, no one does not recognize you. Tell me what enlightenment you got from the "light-through text". The police are quickly approaching you, and you will immediately loss of liberty." Prince Chambord said: "Okay, let me tell you, the enlightenment of the 'light penetrating text' is that the terma of the 'Gate of Seven Tara' is in the Dragon Palace, and you have to jump into the Lhasa River to find it."

Is it a joke or the truth?Zhimei judged, gritted her teeth and said, "Prince Chambord, I hate you. You took away Mesa and I hate you forever." After finishing speaking, she turned off her phone. Prince Chambord bent down: "Oh my stomach, it hurts like hell." Mesa suddenly jumped up and rushed over, throwing him down in a small forest.On the road a few steps away, some unkempt pilgrims from afar were kowtowing to the Potala Palace or the Jokhang Temple, and a police car whizzed past them. Prince Chambord and Mesa walked out of the grove, not daring to go on the main road, so they walked eastward along a path in the western suburbs where people trod on horses and horses. Soon they reached the end, and a pile of adobe and stone ruins blocked them.Prince Chambord stopped, gasped heavily, covered his stomach and sat on the wall, looking around.Apparently this used to be a private house, but after demolition it was too late to build a new building, so it became ruins.

Prince Chambord said, "Look, there is a shrine there." Mesa looked around, but couldn't find the shrine. Prince Chambord said: "Impossible. Look at the painted auspicious pans on the collapsed walls, which means they are collectors. How come collectors don't have Buddhist altars?" He looked for it by himself, and finally saw a half-section of a brick shrine under a pile of tattered logs and tattered Tibetan robes.He stripped off the rotten wood and tattered Tibetan robe, and took off the clay sculpture incense burner on the altar. After looking at it, he said disappointedly: "Why is there no incense ash at all. When I was young, I was often confused by the rocks, ice stones and my own When a Tibetan knife is scratched, grandma always brings incense ash, covers it with a thick layer, then wraps it in a cloth, and then recites a few prayers, and it will be fine in two days." He took the incense burner to look at it, thinking He said, "Maybe this will work better than incense ash, please, smash it up."

Mesa put the clay censer into the altar and smashed it into powder with stones. Prince Chambord showed his belly, grabbed the censer powder and pasted it on the wound, and then re-wrapped it with the hada that used to bind the wound, and asked Mesa: "Do you know why it works?" Without waiting for an answer, he said, "It was also told by grandma. My, a stone will become spiritual if you worship it 10,000 times. The lifespan of an incense burner is unlimited, and it often accompanies several generations of a family. The content of the worship is nothing more than to bless the disease-free, disaster-free, blessed and long life, and people's piety and wishes will be soaked in the incense burner for a long time, and the powder of the incense burner will naturally have the effect of reducing inflammation and pain, and promoting muscle growth."

Mesa said, "According to what you say, pharmacies don't need to sell medicine, they can sell incense burner powder." Prince Chambord said: "You are wrong. Even if the pharmacy sells incense burner powder, incense burner powder is useless. Because modern medicine is also the product of belief, emotion, piety and worship. Since the pharmacy already has this product, incense burner powder It will automatically retire, it only works where there is no medicine and when there is no medicine. For example, now I don’t have any pain, and I can continue on the road.” Mesa said: "You are defeating yourself with your thoughts. There is a branch of termonology called the process of thoughts, and there is no action from the beginning to the end. From the heart of the terma to the excavation of the mind, they are all the best monks who practice meditation. Contemplating and practicing, using the Dharma to control the whole process.”

Prince Chambord said: "Buddhism is the law of the heart. The power of faith is infinite. Let's go." Mesa asked, "How?" Prince Chambord said: "Follow me, you can do what I do." Prince Chambord went to the pile of tattered Tibetan robes that buried the Buddhist niches, picked out the dirtiest and tattered one to wear on his body, and picked out another one of suitable size and handed it to Mesa. Mesa refused to answer, frowned, and sniffed: "Smelly, stinky, stinky." Prince Chambord said: "We can meet it now. It is a holy object bestowed by the Buddha. All the holy objects come from the lotus warehouse on Mount Sumeru, with the fragrance of lotus that lasts all seasons. If you smell it again, is it fragrant? "

Mesa sniffed it and said, "It doesn't smell good." But she still gritted her teeth and put it on. Next, they smeared their heads and faces with dust. Mesa asked, "So people don't recognize us?" Prince Chambord said: "There is still worship." Lhasa is a paradise for pilgrims. Thousands of pilgrims from Qinghai, Gansu, Sichuan, Yunnan and all over Tibet prostrate themselves on the roads, squares and monasteries every day. Being a pilgrim is the least noticeable .Prince Chambord and Mesa walked on the road and bowed their heads in the direction of the Lhasa bus station.Their clothes are ragged and dusty, and they kowtow each of them as piously and standardly as possible.Unlike other pilgrims, their hands did not wear thick wood or three-layer cowhide gloves, but were only wrapped in rags. It was even more obvious that they traveled far and rubbed the earth for a long time.The thick wooden gloves were worn out, and the three-layer cowhide gloves were worn away, so they had to be wrapped in torn clothes.Which pilgrim full of joy is not so persevering? From time to time, police cars, taxis, buses and other vehicles passed by them, and no one recognized them. Even Wang Yan and Zhuoma, who had just found the Huihu police car, did not expect that the two faces in front of them were the most dusty. The person with the thickest clothes, the most rotten robes, the smelliest body smell, the most meticulous kowtowing, and the slowest movement like a snail is the Prince Chambord and Mesa they are looking for. The Land Rover police car flashed past them.Prince Chambord stood upright, staring at the back of the Land Rover police car going away, clapped his hands on the top of his head, on his forehead, and on his chest, and was about to prostrate himself, when a Lhasa police car screamed and stopped at a distance from him. Five meters away.He was stunned, his body bent stiffly, and he heard Mesa whisper behind him: "Run." He didn't run, since they had already recognized them, any quick escape would be unnecessary. However, it was a false alarm. The Lhasa police car was following the Land Rover police car, and the emergency brake was for a wild dog.The wild dog crossed the road, had already passed, and suddenly turned into the middle of the road as if not wanting to live. The awareness of equality in life is the sunshine in Lhasa, and everyone, including the police officers performing emergency duties, will have a warm welcome.Seeing that the wild dog was safe, the police car drove away in a hurry. Prince Chambord breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Mesa who was pale with fright, and smiled lightly with a twitch of his mouth.They continued kowtowing and arrived at the Lhasa bus station two hours later. In the evening, the overnight bus to Shigatse was selling tickets, and there were already some people on the bus.Prince Chambord and Mesa were lying on the ground, facing the ground, rolling their eyes and staring ahead.It seems that the long head is tired, and there is no longer the strength to continue.Prince Chambord proudly thought that Lhasa is the only place in the world where a fugitive can naturally lie prone on the ground and cover his face with the ground, instead of being caught by a well-known wanted man.Even if there is a discerning eye, it can only fall on the back and the back of the head. Can the back and the back of the head be used to arrest criminals? But self-satisfaction is like a star shining across the sky, and when it flashes past, it is darkness.Prince Chambord saw in despair that there were some terrible figures at the gates of all the passengers getting on and off, at the windows of all the stations where tickets were still being sold, in the squares where parking was done, and at the intersections where vehicles entered and exited.They don't carry luggage, wives and children. They wear jackets or suits, pretend to read newspapers or chat, but glance at the faces of passers-by. Prince Chambord said: "I should have thought about it long ago. The Lhasa bus station is the end of the net, not our starting point. It's all my fault. When it comes to life or death, how can we have any chances?" Mesa said: "I'm afraid when I come, and I regret not coming, so let's leave quickly." They kowtowed and left the Lhasa bus station in a calm manner under the eyes of many plainclothes.They saw that Lama Bird, who had followed from Beijing to Lhasa like a shadow, was parked under the shade of a tree across the road, and Lama Aruo and Wu Jianlingpa were leaning on the front of the car and talking.Prince Chambord thought: They definitely still don't want the police to catch me, should I seek their help?Immediately shook his head again, what is the difference between that and surrender?Aruo Lama and Wujian Lingpa have long been mirrors in the eyes of the police. A pilgrim followed them. He had a bald head with evenly grown hair, wrapped in a cassock, covered his face with a black pupa, and wore a pair of unworn wooden gloves.It gives people the impression that they just arrived in Lhasa by long-distance bus, and started worshiping as soon as they got off the bus.The last sunlight of the evening elongated his shadow and cast it on the ground. Prince Chambord felt something strange when he glanced at it, and when he looked back, he couldn't help shaking.He lay on the ground and waited for a while, letting Mesa kowtow to his side later, and whispered, "The skeleton killer has followed, and he actually recognized us." Mesa, who was lying on the ground, turned his head and took a look.The skeleton killer who was also lying on the ground showed blood red eyes from the top of the black puddle, glaring at her and Prince Chambord viciously.She panicked, and suddenly felt unable to stand up. Prince Chambord said: "You stand in front of me, kowtow in the direction of Gongdelin, no matter what happens to me, don't stop." Mesa asked, "What are you going to do?" Prince Chambord said: "I don't know what I can do yet. If he still wants to kill me, I will probably really kill me this time." But after less than a minute, the situation changed unexpectedly.Just as Prince Chambord knelt on the ground and asked the creeping skeleton killer "what do you want?", a police car passed by at high speed.The police car went far away, but scared a motorcyclist out of control. He slammed into the concrete pole on the side of the road, bounced back, and fell on Prince Chambord with the car and the people.Prince Chambord screamed and curled up on the ground in pain.Many people gathered around, including the compassionate Lama Aruo and Wujian Lingpa, including two plain clothes. Having never received the "Instructions from the Unmoved Buddha", Aruo Lama and Ugyen Lingpa guessed that Prince Chambord's next target might be a monastery outside Lhasa, especially the Ganden Monastery and the two hundred The Tashilhunpo Monastery, which is 80 kilometers away, has a great attraction for termas and excavations because of its important position.They have been waiting at the long-distance bus station, but they did not expect that they have already become the intermediary for the police to arrest Prince Chambord. Lama Aruo and Wujian Lingpa squatted down at the same time, trying to help Prince Chambord up, and asked compassionately, "Are you all right, are you okay?" Prince Chambord sat up, saw the two of them, and suddenly lay down again.Lama Aruo and Wujian Lingpa looked at each other, a little disbelieving, and helped him sit up again, wanting to see what happened, but Prince Chambord pushed him away vigorously. All the details were seen by Lama Aruo and Wujian Lingba, who were monitoring the two plainclothes, and immediately rushed over and held Prince Chambord down. Prince Chambord remained motionless.He was thinking: what should I do? A plainclothes man supported him with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other to make a call: "Vice-captain Bixiu, I've caught him. Prince Chambord has caught him. He's disguised as a pilgrim, and he's at the Lhasa bus station." Bixiu said on the phone: " Don't let him run away, I'll be right there." The plainclothes said, "He can't run away." At this time, the motorcyclist had got up from the ground, was listening to the plainclothes phone, realized that it was the police, and ran away.The plainclothes was stunned: Who is he, why did he run away when he saw the police?No matter who it is, just catch it.One plainclothes immediately put handcuffs on Prince Chambord and firmly controlled him, while another plainclothes got up and chased after the motorcyclist. The skeleton killer, who had been lying on the ground observing the movement, jumped up at this time, threw his fist and knocked over the plainclothes controlling Prince Chambord, picked up the motorcycle, and shouted at Mesa who was kneeling there at a loss: "Hurry up!" , help him up." Prince Chambord reacted faster than Mesa, and before she got up, he limped to the motorcycle with handcuffs in hand. "Come on, come on," he yelled. Mesa looked confused: "We follow him?" The motorcycle started and was about to leave. The Skeleton Killer dragged Mesa onto the back seat.Prince Chambord raised his leg and stepped up.The plainclothes knocked over by the skeleton killer got up and tore Prince Chambord. Prince Chambord leaned back with his legs tightly clamping the motorcycle.He grew up with a horse on his back, and the leg strength he developed unintentionally helped him at this time.The plainclothes was dragged to the ground, but he was firmly fixed on the motorcycle.The motorcycle roared and rushed forward, and the plainclothes was dragged for more than ten meters before letting go.A large group of plainclothes chased after them, and after a while they started firing warning shots. Bixiu appeared and said loudly: "It's really stupid, they are outlaws, warning can only make them run faster." After saying that, she hurriedly got into a police car. At this time, a man in plainclothes twisted the motorbike and said to Bixiu, "I caught one." Bixiu said, "Immediately take him back for a surprise trial." The motorcyclist trembled all over, slumped on the ground and cried, "This is my first time stealing a motorcycle. I won't dare again. Let me go. My wife is still waiting for me in the hospital." Upon hearing this, Bixiu said, "What's the trouble with the thief?" She stepped on the gas pedal and left. Bixiu's police car caught up with the motorcycle at the bridgehead of Zhonghe International City by the Lhasa River.The stolen motorcycle ran out of gas after less than two kilometers.The skeleton killer jumped down, threw away the motorcycle, took out a key from "Pry Everything", quickly removed Prince Chambord's handcuffs, and whispered: "The cow runs, the cow runs." Mesa asked, "What bull run?" Prince Chambord said: "Anyone who has let cattle know that frightened cattle don't go in one direction." The skeleton killer said: "I said run, so you run, and run separately. He can only choose one to chase, and the other two will survive." Prince Chambord quickly glanced at Mesa and said, "I'm going to the autonomous region government." The skeleton killer said: "If I don't die, I will follow you like a shadow." Seeing that Bixiu had got off the police car, he threw the handcuffs over with a whoosh. Bixiu caught it quickly, and said with a "hum": "It's useless to me. I can't kill someone and then handcuff him." Saying this, she threw away the handcuffs and took out the gun. The skeleton killer said: "Where is your skeleton knife? You will not forget the teachings of the Lord of Black, right? The mission of the 'Invisible Man's Blood Curse Temple' is to let the skull knife speak. You will not use the skull knife to punish people. You are not Sent by the master of black squares." Bixiu hummed again and said, "Then I'll let it speak for you once." He put away the pistol, drew the skull knife from his arms, and shook it with a grinning grin. The skeleton killer shouted, "Run." The three ran towards three directions, Bixiu was taken aback for a moment, and it was too late to draw her gun again, she hesitated for a moment, thinking that punishing the insider first would be more in line with the rules of the "Hall of Invisible Blood Curse", so she yelled and pointed at the skeleton killer. Chased after.