Chapter 145 Section 6

The bang sound was not the explosion of explosives, but the exclamation of the crowd.Inside the torn yellow oil paper was not explosives, but a roll of thangka disguised as explosives. Prince Chambord heaved a sigh of relief, and tore open one roll after another, tearing apart all the one hundred and eight rolls that formed the "heart" pattern, and found that they were all thangkas disguised as explosives with yellow oil paper, one hundred and eight pieces Thangka, one hundred and eight Dharma protectors, from left to right are: twenty-nine congregations of Wrathful King Ming, twenty-one congregations of Blood-drinking Vajra, thirteen congregations of Nectar Xuanming King, thirty-seven congregations of Red Vajra Haimu, Black Yama is against eight people.

Mesa came over to help him spread the rolls on the floor, and couldn't help asking, "Why are they all Dharma protectors?" Prince Chambord said: "Dharma protector has at least two meanings. One is to deter heretics and protect the Dharma, and the other is to deter all living beings and convince them. Therefore, its position is generally in front next to the guardian. So many Dharma protectors can be discovered. God, explain that the following must be the 'Gate of the Seven Tara'." Mesa asked again: "Then what do we do when we get down?" Prince Chambord rubbed his hands excitedly: "I don't know either."

Lama Guru Chiu Tse also realized that the appearance of Thangka, the protector of the Dharma, was unusual, and he said excitedly: "Termang, terma, it will be the last terma of Tsangyang Gyatso soon, rise up, rise up .” Immediately came the high-pitched and resonant voice of the citation teacher: "Om-ba-za-ba-me-hum-" just like the declaration of the creator before the chaos was enlightened, with the sound of the sound of heaven The hall of Xipingcuo reverberates. The senior monks, living Buddhas, lamas, monks and lay officials who came to participate in the seventh assembly were immersed in the solemnity and solemnity just like listening to the Dharma voice of Buddha Sakyamuni.Soon, someone followed, and all the monks present followed.The grand momentum like a symphony drives the wave of sutras and mantras, becoming the only existence. It makes people think that there is nothing else in the world except the sound of sutras.

Prince Chambord looked at the Gospel broadcasters in the East and West, as if he saw such a brilliant voice impacting the soul like an atomic bomb hitting a mountain.An explosion occurs, that is the explosion of the mind, and it is also the radiance of the mind.Behind him are Mesa and Tomomi.Mesa looked surprised and terrified: Is this Buddhism?Is this the Buddhism that Tsangyang Gyatso would curse in his last words? And Bixiu, for a moment he forgot that he still had the mission of punishing the descendants of Tsangyang Gyatso, stood upright, looked at Prince Chambord and the monks chanting sutras with admiration, couldn't help opening his mouth, and wanted to make his own voice with them , but found that he was not only incapable, but also unworthy. There was always a feeling of being dwarfed by the comparison that made his tongue harden when he was chanting sutras.He touched the face that had been chiseled by the knife and axe, and the natural fierce light in his eyes suddenly shone again.

The wave of chanting becomes low and soothing.All eyes were on Prince Chambord, and they all cast their expectations on him.They all know that after praying to the 108 Dharma Guardian Gods, the real excavation and the final opening will come. Prince Chambord lay down on the ground and set off a large "Seven Tara" thangka with one hundred and eight Dharma protectors set off.Underneath is a wooden floor made of four-sided logs, clearly showing a round firework door, just like the light of Minghui on the background of Buddha, jumping brightly. Mesa hugged her hands to her chest, pressing down on her throbbing heart.Zhimei stared at the Firework Gate, reached into the bag of Sheng Mo's hexagram, and thought about it indiscriminately.

Bixiu asked loudly on the opposite side: "Do you know how to open it?" Prince Chambord didn't answer, but he knew it. He saw one more thing than anyone else, and that was the peacock's tail.No, not tail hair, but knots.On one side of the fire door, there is a tree knot.Like a peacock's tail, there is a bluer nucleus in the middle of the rounds of blue wood grain.The nucleus looked like wide-open eyes, blinking brightly at Prince Chambord.The flashiest bit is a raised button. Prince Chambord rubbed the button and pressed it lightly, but there was no response.Press again, still no response.I pressed and pressed and pressed, but there was no response.He held his breath and thought, then took a breath suddenly, squatted and moved back, carefully observing the blue knots like peacock tail hairs, a love song of Tsangyang Gyatso came out from the depths of his heart, and he sang:

Indian oriental peacock, The parrot in the corner of the door, The place of birth is different, Come to Lhasa to meet up. Singing, Prince Chambord took the golden key of the parrot head from his neck.Apparently his ancestral key, his amulet, was used to open the peacock's tail."Peacock" and "Parrot" from different habitats have met in Lhasa, but "Peacock" is not frank, it shows a raised button instead of a depressed keyhole.The button requires a password, that is to say, the golden key of his parrot head directly opens not the sparkling firework door in front of him, but another place where the password is hidden.Password, password, password, where is the "peacock password" that the parrot head must get?

Prince Chambord pointed out to them the peacock-tail-like knot on the fire door, then stood up and looked at Zhimei, hoping that the god of divination could help him find the code. Zhimei shook her head. He finished the last "Mother's Divination" at Jinding, and completed the last "Son's Divination" at Sixi Pingcuo Hall. excavation. Prince Chambord looked at Mesa again. Mesa said, "Maybe someone has the code?" Prince Chambord said: "If it is a human being, it must be Maggie Ami, because peacock tail hair is the symbol of Maggie Ami, and my parrot head golden key should be her. And because she is the only one without The lover of Tsangyang Gyatso who appeared in the form of reincarnation. Since she has mastered the peacock code, she should naturally appear at the moment when the peacock tail hair is displayed on the fireworks gate." Prince Chambord looked around, "It's time to appear, why not does not appear?"

Mesa suddenly withdrew his eyes, looked down at the tip of his nose as if he was staring at himself, his nervous and terrified expression showed uncontrollable pride: "So, so, it's the password to open the door, I think it's possible that Maggie Ami doesn't need to Appeared, it is possible that her signature peacock tail hair has nothing to do with the 'Gate of Seven Tara', more likely she is nothing, her existence is just a misunderstanding, just a superfluous. But now it seems that she has to show up gone." Prince Chambord looked at her: What do you mean? Mesa said: "You have already said some things, the 'peacock' in the love song refers to Maggie Ami, and the 'parrot' refers to Tsangyang Gyatso himself. But I have never believed that it has anything to do with you , your parrot's head is forged, not grown, it's hard to say that you are the only parrot in the world."

Prince Chambord said: "You are confused, we are talking about Maggie Ami now." Mesa said: "Maggie Ami is definitely the only one, because her peacock tail hair grows out. If you can turn on her, it means you are also the only one." Prince Chambord asked: "How do you know that her peacock tail hair grows?" "Maggie Ami has actually been around for a long time," Mesa said. Where?The spirituality made Prince Chambord not ask, but just stared at Mesa.Zhimei is looking left and right. "Look at me, don't look away." Mesa said, rolled up his sleeves, and showed his left arm.

Both Prince Chambord and Zhimei could see clearly that there was a birthmark of peacock tail hair on Mesa's left arm, and in the middle of rounds of blue patterns was an eye-like nucleus.It is indeed the symbol of Maggie Ami. More than 300 years ago, Maggie Ami carried such a symbol, saying goodbye to and reuniting with Tsangyang Gyatso again and again. Prince Chambord was trembling with excitement: "Why, why did you say it now?" "Opportunity never comes too soon, nor too late. I waited until now for the revelation of the peacock's tail feathers on the fireworks door, to hear you sing about the 'peacock' and 'parrot'. And In the inheritance of Maggie Ami’s descendants, if there is no revelation of Tsangyang Gyatso’s love song and the temptation of the same external signs, there is no obligation to reveal oneself.” Their words are very light and thin, like whispers on the pillow or love words in the ears.But Prince Chambord knew that his excitement was enough to make him sing the most resonant Cangyang Gyatso love song, enough to make him jump over, hug Mesa, and kiss him to death.But he restrained himself and said nothing.A few steps away is Bixiu, and Menyu Heijian, who wants to get the list of Cangyang Gyatso's descendants, must not be let know that Maggie Ami has appeared. Prince Chambord asked: "Do you really have a list of all Tsangyang Gyatso's descendants?" "This is the biggest secret in our family. We admit that we have the list, but we don't know what the list is." "I understand. "Underground Prophecy" said that Maggie Ami 'received the list of Tsangyang Gyatso's descendants' to protect you." "Yes, I don't want to be gouged out and killed once I'm exposed." Mesa shuddered as he spoke. Zhimei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly grabbed Mesa's arm and said, "What does the list of Tsangyang Gyatso's descendants have to do with the excavation of the 'Gate of Seven Tara'? Say the password quickly." Mesa said: "But it is not a code. There has never been a code in the secret language of the family. It is just a mountain. I have looked for it on the map, but I can't find it." Both Prince Chambord and Zhimei stared at her: "What mountain?" "Qumai Mountain." Mesa whispered. "Qumai Mountain?" Zhimei repeated loudly, frowning and shaking her head. Prince Chambord suddenly realized, he remembered a love song by Tsangyang Gyatso, and couldn't help singing: On the right side of that mountain, Countless "Qumai" were pulled out, to be washed clean, Slander against me and my lover.