Chapter 142 Section 3

Bixiu ordered people from the Serious Case Investigation Team to surround the center of the hall and forcibly evacuate the foreign lamas who were chanting sutras.The foreign lamas cross-legged and chanting scriptures held hands, taking the center of the hall as a strong position.Bixiu had no choice but to turn to the Lama of the Potala Palace for help.Hundreds of lamas from the Potala Palace poured into the Sixi Pingcuo Hall, almost four people carried each of them, and invited the foreign lamas out of the hall one by one. The foreign lamas gathered outside the gate of the main hall, rushing in, but did not rush in after several times.Lama Guru Qiuze stopped them and said loudly: "It's not the time, it's not the time yet." The scripture guide roared loudly, and all the foreign lamas chanted scriptures loudly as if protesting.

The lamas of the Potala Palace surrounded the center of the hall.Vice-captain Bixiu dispatched his men to be on strict alert while calling to report to the chief.Ten minutes later, the chief himself arrived, bringing with him a dozen firefighters and two search dogs. The two search dogs quickly sniffed the gray floor tiles in the center of the hall, and almost simultaneously let out the sound of finding the target.The two targets were about ten meters apart, and it seemed that explosives were buried between these ten meters. The firefighters drew a few lines on the ground, wedged some one-foot-long small steel drills into the brick joints of the gray floor tiles, and dug carefully.

The chief approached Bixiu, pointed at Prince Chambord and Mesa with his chin, and said, "These are the two fugitives? They won't open the 'Seven Tara Gate', what are they doing here?" Bixiu said: "They told me that there are explosives buried in this place, and they must want to see how it turns out." The director said: "How do they know? You must not be fooled." Bixiu said: "I don't think so. Both search dogs proved that there were explosives down there." The director looked at Prince Chambord and Mesa, shook his head suspiciously, and said, "Seeing that the assembled eminent monks from all over the world are about to arrive at Sixi Pingcuo, they are free."

Prince Chambord and Mesa pretended to be relaxed, but they were actually very nervous. The terma of the "Gate of the Seven Tara" is being excavated for the last time. This is a ground-breaking moment.In their feeling, here and now, they are the real protagonists, and all the police, all the firefighters, and the two search dogs are just their helpers.They prayed silently, and they were about to show up, about to show up, the "Gate of the Seven Tara" - Tsangyang Gyatso's last words will finally reveal its true face to the world under their persistent excavation.Whether it is the boundless light of benevolence or the vicious sword of vengeance, you will know when you uncover this layer of gray floor tiles, one minute, two minutes, and at most ten minutes.

The first floor tile suddenly pried up.Prince Chambord and Mesa held hands together.But it was separated again immediately, like an electric shock.A question flashed across the minds of the two of them like a shooting star: Once Cangyang Gyatso's last words were revealed to the world, will his and her honeymoon in excavating Tibetans be over?He firmly believes it is compassion, and she firmly believes it is a curse. How will their love face the earth-shattering excavation results? The floor tiles were pried up one by one and moved aside.Under the floor tiles, there was nothing but a flat Aga soil.

Prince Chambord and Mesa approached each other and looked at each other: How could there be no one? Bixiu came over, glared at them and said, "One hour is not long, don't you dig?" Mesa said: "If you don't see the explosives, you don't feel safe and you can't dig." Prince Chambord said: "Whatever the method is, I am afraid of a bang." The performance of the two search dogs has rekindled hope.They ran back and forth a few times on the Aga soil, and kept making calls when they found their target. Prince Chambord and Mesa thought: Another layer? The terma of the "Gate of Seven Tara" is just under Agatha?

The police and firefighters, as well as the lamas of the Potala Palace who surrounded the center of the hall, were wondering: How could the explosives be buried so deep?The Potala Palace cannot be done without traitors. The firefighters began to dig up the Aga soil more carefully.Aga soil is very porcelain, about 10 centimeters thick. They first dug out some holes in different places, and then expanded the area bit by bit.People kept taking the excavated Aga soil into a canvas bag with their hands, and then transported it away from the center of the hall.Gradually, the soil decreased, revealing a layer of wooden floor, which was made of four-sided logs. Obviously, it was these four-sided logs that formed the solid ground of the entire Sixi Pingcuo Hall.

"No, no explosives." Many people are saying. "No, no terma." Prince Chambord also said, trembling with frustration.Mesa said: "Are we wrong? No way, this last step, our analysis is the most reliable." No one noticed that outside the gate of the main hall, the voices of those foreign lamas chanting scriptures suddenly disappeared. Bixiu was a little reconciled, so she asked the lama to find a few brooms, and led others to sweep up the fine soil powder on the floor, and swept out a clean center of the hall. The director said, "You still want to pry the floor?"

Bixiu looked at it and found that the logs were very long and riveted one by one. To pry them, they had to dig up the entire ground of the hall, or saw the logs.How could explosives be buried in such a strong place? The director said angrily: "You have done some unsure things, how do you clean up the rotten ground now? A large assembly of eminent monks from all over the world will come in soon." Bixiu couldn't hold back her resentment and looked back at Prince Chambord and Mesa. The director said again: "Fill me up quickly, and then lay a carpet in the center of the hall."

At this time, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "There is a door." Like a signal, a huge force surged from outside the gate of the main hall.Those foreign lamas rushed in suddenly, like a scourge, and no one could stop it.The police and the Lama of the Potala Palace were focused on the progress of the search for explosives in the center of the hall, and completely relaxed their vigilance. When they reacted and tried to block them back, they had already been smashed into pieces by them, and even the director and the deputy captain Bixiu were also beaten by them. rushed to the corner of the hall.In desperation, Bixiu stretched her hand to her lower back, realizing that her gun had been snatched away by the skeleton killer long ago, so she snatched the gun from a subordinate, and was about to fire a warning shot.The chief grabbed him.They soon discovered that the foreign lamas who rushed in did not occupy the center of the hall by meditating and chanting as before, but surrounded the four-sided log floor, which had been cleaned by the police.

What are these foreign lamas going to do?Bixiu took a few policemen and squeezed through desperately. Prince Chambord and Mesa, who were knocked to the side, also tried their best to squeeze past. Someone shouted again in a loud voice: "There is a door." Bixiu and several policemen squeezed to the front.Prince Chambord and Mesa also squeezed to the front.Almost at the same time, they saw that on the floor in the center of the hall, in the center of the center, there was a Yangon Gate faintly revealed.The door is a little flatter than the ordinary Yangon door, and it is tightly inlaid, and it is the same color as the floor and is flush with it.If there is no reminder of "there is a door", maybe we will not find it at all. Bixiu rushed over, thinking that if he opened the door, he would definitely be able to see the explosives. Prince Chambord and Mesa also rushed over. They thought this door was the "Seven Tara Gate", and there must be the last words of the last terma Tsangyang Gyatso inside. The loud voice reappeared: "The door is open." Bixiu was in a hurry, not knowing how to open the door. Like him, Prince Chambord groped along the door, digging his chest anxiously, and then digging his head, trying to dig out wisdom from it.However, there was no inspiration at all. At the critical moment, my heart and mind went blank, as desolate as a desert and vast sea, and as congested as heavy mountains and heavy stones. At this time someone shouted: "Look at me, I'm coming." Prince Chambord looked up and saw that it was Zhimei. Zhimei jumped over from nowhere, holding the sharp stone tool with the Buddha statue in one hand, and reaching into the Shengmo hexagram pouch on her stomach with the other, and took out a shovel-long antelope horn, shaking it arrogantly: " I have to come at the critical moment, take a look, take a look, what is here." He handed the antelope horn to Prince Chambord, and said, "I did the last 'divination' in Sixi Pingcuo, and finally got it. this result." Prince Chambord was at a loss with the antelope horns. Zhimei said: "This is a kaleidoscope of hexagrams, look." Prince Chambord quickly put the pointed end on his eyes, and he was quite surprised when he saw it.After shaking it and looking again, he still looked surprised. Mesa couldn't wait to snatch it away: "Let me see." He was also surprised when he saw it.At this time, Prince Chambord, Mesa, and Zhimei were all thinking about the appearance in the antelope horns: Maggie Ami of Luna Street, dewdrops on the bells Zhimei grabbed the antelope horn and asked, "Is it the last 'guide'? What do you mean?" Prince Chambord said: "Didn't you say that you have got the result, why are you asking me?" "I don't ask you, I ask her." Zhimei narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Mesa with a half-smile, with a hidden coercion and complacency in her expression: "After all, it's the result I got, and it's the two of us after all. cooperation, the will of God, the will of Buddha, the will of God, and the will of ghosts.” Mesa took a step back subconsciously, leaned on Prince Chambord, and quickly moved away. Zhimei said: "I remind you for the last time, you are my legal partner, you have the promise of mutual belief, mutual love, mutual life, and mutual death. You are still a member of the New Faith Alliance. You want to take revenge on the holy religion and the 'invisible human blood Curse the palace', I want to avenge Tsangyang Gyatso. Now, the opportunity has come, it is the opportunity I dedicate to you, let Prince Chambord say it, 'Maggie Ami of Luna Street, the dew on the bell' What means?" Prince Chambord looked at the Yangon Gate under his feet and said: "There is no need to go around, I just say it." Mesa glanced at Chimi suspiciously, then shook her head at Prince Chambord. Prince Chambord said: "Don't let me tell? Why?" Zhimei said regretfully: "You have to be prepared, once the final 'guideline' is spoken, it means that you will end." Prince Chambord said: "What I'm after is the end. I'm not like you who are trying to catch fame. I don't care who is the first to discover the 'Gate of Seven Tara'." "He said the end is your life," Mesa said. Jimmy smiled and nodded. Prince Chambord said: "I understand, you want to use me, but also want to put me to death." Zhimei said: "It's not me, it's Mesa and I. Both Mesa and I are using you and want to kill you. The reason why you are still alive is that you didn't tell everything you know. Of course, it won't be a certain time. , You don’t know what to say yourself. But now we can conclude that what you tell will be the last story.” Prince Chambord stared at Mesa with fierce eyes: "Really, you are also using me and want to kill me?" Mesa looked at Prince Chambord as if looking at a suddenly rugged mountain, full of disappointment: How could you be so suspicious of me?But then she nodded again, avoiding Prince Chambord's gaze, and said bluntly and seriously: "Tell me, what is the meaning of 'Maggie Ami of Luna Street, the dew on the bell'." But what Prince Chambord feels from the rigidity and seriousness is softness and concern. Lift your eyes and let me see, it must be Shui Youyou's sadness.He said: "At the last moment, I don't care whether I die or live. I only care about letting Tsangyang Gyatso's last words prove that the love song master I worship is bright and wonderful. The New Faith Alliance and Ugyen Lama insult Buddhism. Your attempt will not come true, and you must give up the idea of ​​taking revenge on the holy religion and avenging Tsangyang Gyatso." After he finished speaking, he sang: The clean waters of the crystal mountain, dew on the bells, The fine wine made of sweet rain, The goddess of wisdom is rightly here, Mix holy vows, If you drink it, you will not fall into the three evil paths.