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It is shocking that the land of Buddhism has suffered such a tragedy!
Liu Dajin¡¯s expression was frozen, and he made a set of mourning rituals towards the corpse.
He has been practicing in the monastery for many years and is deeply cared for by the monks. Although he is not a monk, he has a deep affection for the lama.
I patted his shoulder, expressed some comfort, and turned around to go to the back hall.
The architecture in Tibet is unique. Because of the large temperature difference between day and night, the walls are generally built very thick. The surrounding walls are made of rubble, with few windows. There are stairs inside to lead up and down. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack, similar to a bunker. Even if the windows are open, the doors and windows are very narrow, especially the trapezoidal windows, which are not conducive to the penetration of light, so the facades of these buildings are generally very dark.
There are butter lamps in front of the hall, but the back of the hall not only blocks the light from the door, but also has no lights, so it looks even darker.
There was a strong fishy smell in the air, but I couldn't feel the breath of a living person at all.
After a little adaptation, I could barely see the surrounding environment.
On the left side of the back hall is a row of pagodas, all made of brass. These pagodas are generally used to store the bodies or ashes of living Buddhas and masters. They have a high status in the hearts of believers. As far as I know, the most luxurious pagoda in Tibet is the pagoda of the fifth Dalai Lama. The pagoda is more than ten meters high. The vase and base are all wrapped in gold skin. It cost a total of 120,000 taels of gold. One million taels of silver, inlaid with more than 18,000 diamonds, red (green) gems, jade, pearls, and agate.
On the right side are Buddhist classics and Buddha statues of various textures of copper and silver. The largest of them is a statue of Padmasambhava, which is also the symbol of the Nyingma monastery. I saw a black spot in front of the Buddha statue. I went up and touched it. Sure enough, it was also blood!
"Honey, look underground!" Cang Yan shook her cell phone with no signal. Under the dim light, there was a thick trace of blood. The bloodstain was a foot wide, like a huge brush dipped in blood and written in a single word. It was dragged from the position of the Buddha statue to the corner of the stairs.
Lao Shi, a policeman with a background in criminal investigation, whispered to us: "This should be another murder scene. Judging from the dryness and wetness of the blood, it should have happened at midnight last night. Judging from the blood volume, it should be direct bleeding from the carotid artery. , and, judging from the wounds on the corpse just now, it should not have been caused by sharp blades such as knives and axes. It was probably cut directly. This shows that the murderer was extremely powerful. As for this mark, it should be after the person died. , the body was dragged away with its neck facing down"
Aya clenched her palms and said with a slight worry: "Obviously, the murderer is not a human being. But I don't understand. Xiao Shu and Qi Ye are both of low cultivation, but they still feel oppressed and panicked in this temple and dare not show up. , but what on earth is this thing that dares to kill in front of Lord Buddha? Let¡¯s be careful, I don¡¯t think it¡¯s easy!¡±
I responded: "It's not difficult to understand. Think about the Tibetan blackbird. He can still become a spirit in the living Buddha's room, so in Tibet, we can't use our thinking in the Central Plains to think about problems!"
"That's right!" Cang Yan added: "Do you still remember that monster on the long-distance bus? Isn't it true that you are not afraid of any spells?"
Cangyan and I thought about going together again. In fact, when I saw the first human head just now, I had a bad premonition. Maybe it was all related to the snow eagle.
This thing is so cunning, it has the same intelligence as a human being. The Red Hat Lama also said at that time that these objects did not belong to the evil spirits of the underworld and were not restricted by the laws of yin and yang. They could not be killed by cutting with a knife, burning with fire, or flooding with water. The only way to send them away was with the collar. It seems that the Red Riding Hood Lama must have failed when he used the method of sending it to destruction, and was attacked by it instead.
If this is really the case, then we would regret it so much. We might as well not have let the Red Hat Lama take it away!
Liu Dajin followed behind without saying a word, but his expression clearly showed that he wanted to find Xue Ling immediately and cut him into pieces. However, I have a hunch that Xue Lian may have left. After all, this thing is very ghostly and can turn into a human form. How can it still sit here and wait for death after killing someone?
"Old Liu, how many monks are there in this small temple?" I asked Liu Dajin while walking forward following the blood stains.
Liu Dajin choked up and said: "There are only four monks in this temple. There is no living Buddha, only the red hat khenpo, and the other three have received bhikkhu ordination."
"If there are four people, one person was already dead in the front hall just now, and there is another person who is dead but not visible in the back hall. In other words, are there two people upstairs?
When I walked to the corner of the stairs, a purple drapery appeared in front of me. There are a lot of white hairs and blood stains on this robe. It should be the cassock that the Red Riding Hood Lama used to wrap his snow cap that day.
By this point in our search, we have basically determined,The most popular one should be the Snowman, and the Red Riding Hood Lama may be in danger!
The stairs were divided into two sections: left and right. I nuzzled at Lao Shi and Liu Dajin, signaling them to go up from the right. Cang Yan, Aya, and I followed the blood stains on the left to go upstairs.
There was an ever-burning lamp at the top of the stairs, and the bloodstains stopped abruptly under the lamp. There is a black mark of fire on the floor, and the ceramic Buddha statue under the ever-burning lamp has been shattered. From the remains of the statue, it can be seen that this should be King Gesar, the leader of the five major protectors of the Nyingma sect.
This Buddha statue is different from other statues. There is a vajra in its hand, which is an wrathful image. From this, we can guess that when the snow vulture attacked people here, the Buddha statue dropped a thunderbolt, but it failed. After killing Xue Lian, the Buddha statue was shattered!
"However, with the power of King Gesar, this snow turtle is probably also injured, and may not have time to escape!"
I stepped lightly and tiptoed up the steps, and saw that behind the altar of the statue was a set of cabinets, which should have contained the daily necessities of the monks. The cabinet door was stained with blood.
¡°Creak¡¡±
¡°Creak¡¡±
After a moment of pause, I heard a faint movement, as if it was in the cabinet!
I leaned over slightly and listened, confirming that the sound was in the cabinet in the center.
Cangyan and Aya gently pulled out their knives, one on each side, and walked to the cabinet little by little.
When the two of them were ready, I nodded, tapped my toes, walked to the ghost door, held the handle, took a deep breath, bangthe cabinet door opened
Cang Yan and Aya were about to be killed, but there was no monster rushing out from inside, but a monk, with his head facing the wall, kneeling inside with his butt sticking out and trembling.
There was indeed a strong smell inside the cabinet, but I didn¡¯t pay attention. All I thought about was luck. It was not easy to survive such a massacre!
"Master, it's okay, come out!" I turned around and shouted in the direction of Liu Dajin and Lao Shi, asking them to come over quickly!
The man in the cabinet was startled when he heard the movement, and then, under my gaze, he twisted his neck.
"Damn it, it's a face that has lost all its shame, but it's already covered with white fur, exactly like that snowman. His nose bones and teeth were suddenly exposed, and his mouth was filled with bright red blood, dripping toward the cabinet! There were three fingers in his mouth, and he was still chewing them. The crunching sound was caused by this.
I didn't think about it. It was a palm thunder to split my hand, but I did not expect that it fiercely returned, raised half of the body, and blocked the thunderbolt (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com