Chapter 640: The Vast Snow Field (62)
Seeing this, Wangdui's face finally couldn't hold back, the guards handed the snatched box to Tenzin, Tenzin glanced at people coldly and smiled, took out the suicide note and slowly unfolded it, the suicide note was not long, soon after reading it, Tenzin was motionless, on his old face, his expression seemed to be sad, and after a while, he gently and carefully closed the suicide note, handed it to the priestess Dolma beside him, and his tone became more and more broken: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you all go over to help! Take something, let's go!"
The ten guards who had not moved forward stepped forward in unison, and a branch elder on the opposite side who was more than a year old showed anger and panic.
In front of the sacrificial cave, the atmosphere is stagnant and heavy, and it is about to erupt!
In this big sacrifice, in addition to the branch leader of Wangdui, there were only elderly elders in front of the sacrifice cave, and even the identity of the leader of the younger generation like Dunzhu was not qualified to enter.
At this moment, the rest of the Snow Clan, including Dunzhu and others, were all under the sacrificial cave, but even in front of them, they all maintained their prostrate posture, and no one got up, and the guards brought by Tenzin were not only taller, but also young and strong, seeing these guards pressing forward, Gatso gritted his teeth violently, and suddenly turned around and threw the lotus flower in his hand high in one direction and shouted loudly-
"Miss Shenβ"
The snow-colored lotus flower formed an arc and fell straight towards Shen Nishang!
didn't have time to think, the body reacted first, and in the blink of an eye, the heavy lotus had fallen into his hand, and the falling momentum was heavy, almost not holding it, after holding it firmly, Shen Nishang breathed a sigh of relief, looked down, and then raised his head, dozens of sharp eyes in the field, all of them were eyeing each other!
The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.
After being stunned, he held the lotus flower, full of helplessness and speechlessness.
"Stand down. β
A soft voice rang out in a stalemate.
After glancing at it, Mu Qing Lingfei was about to step forward to protect him, and the priestess Zhuoma sighed lowly, and finally spoke again.
The guards looked at Tenzin, and Tenzin remained silent.
The guards retreated silently.
Seeing that the other party retreated, Gyatso and the elders stood up straight, but the guard did not write, at this moment, everyone could see that the words of this priestess had no effect on Tenzin, the current patriarch, and the elders looked at Tenzin with dark faces.
Tenzin was similarly gloomy.
"Patriarch, if the Gongga Sage had a spirit, he wouldn't want to see his clan fight," Dolma sighed slowly, "...... Let's take a step back. β
Tenzin's face changed several times when he heard this.
Obviously, the name Gonggar had a great influence on him, but even so, Tenzin still sneered: "They are not worthy of the same race! Eighty years ago they were not! Those who turn their backs on the snow god are forsaken by heaven and man!"
That's too much!
As soon as the words were spoken, all the elders on the branch side were full of anger!
"We have disobeyed the wishes of the previous high priest, but if we want to say that we have turned our backs on the snow god, we can't admit this!" Wangdui took a deep breath, took two steps, and walked to the front to stand opposite Tenzin, his eyes were sharp and firm, and his voice was sonorous, "The high priest is the high priest, we didn't listen to the high priest, but this can't be said that we betrayed the snow god! The high priest is also a member of my snow clan, when the snow god's guidance is not clear, won't the high priest be confused and make mistakes?"
"What guidance is not clear, the snow god has not sent down new guidance, it means that the guidance is not wrong, for thousands of years, how can the high priest have made a mistake, do you dare to doubt it?" Tenzin scoffed, "Don't make excuses for yourself, a traitor is a traitor, and a betrayal is a betrayal!" Daddy said in his lifetime, you have always been ambitious, and you should not make this formation to show me--confession sacrifice? Hehehe, you think that you can ask for forgiveness by getting a confession sacrifice, then you really treat me Tenzin as a three-year-old child! Don't deny it, you dare to say that you didn't deliberately put this formation on display for others at the moment?"
Looking around at the black pressure below, Tenzin smiled sarcastically at the corners of his lips.
"Yes!" Wangdui looked at Tenzin, "Yes, it was only after I knew that you were here that I canceled the New Year's sacrifice and changed it to the confessional sacrifice." β
Tenzin added three more points with disdain in his eyes.
"But this confession sacrifice - it's not only me Wangdui who is guilty, but also you Tenzin!" Wangdui paused word by word, loudly, "A slap doesn't make a sound, my Wangdui is indeed at fault, the Snow Clan is divided into two, and I Wangdui can't escape the blame! But you Tenzin is not wrong? When we were separated, it has been 80 years since we were separated, and there are 121 deceased people in our branch, a total of 198 newborn children, men and women, and the actual population has increased by 77 people! Dare to ask what is the situation of the Tianzhu Mountain clan in the past 80 years? Dare to ask how many clansmen have died in Tianzhu Mountain in the past 30 years, and how many clansmen have been added? How many of the newly-born clansmen have survived?"
A series of questions made Tenzin speechless, without answering a word, and in his eagle-like sharp eyes, there was no bottom in the pitch black, and his lips were tightly pursed.
In the face of Wangdui's pressing questioning, the twelve young Snow Clans all looked stunned and bowed their heads and remained silent.
"I can't say, it's still ...... Don't you dare to say?" Wangdui changed his previous gentleness and aggressively stepped forward half a step, "Then let me ask in another sentence, I Wangdui is one hundred and ten years old, and among the eighteen clans, my Snow Clan is considered to be a long-lived clan, and my age is not rare in the Snow Clan, such as how many people are similar to me in Zhushan today? Luosang, Cairang, Sangqu...... They grew up with Gongga since childhood, and they are the most alike, why didn't any of them come?"
Tenzin's face changed and changed, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched again and again, but he couldn't reply.
Zhuoma couldn't bear it, and his eyes were sad.
Luo Cai, Cai Rang, Sangqu...... It's all gone.
These people are all the elders who insisted on staying in this branch back then, if they are alive, they are not far from Wangdui's age, and the longest living of the three is Cairang, who died after Tenzin succeeded the patriarch.
Wangdui and Tenzin had a fierce conversation, and in the end, I saw Wangdui approaching step by step, but Tenzin's face was blue and white, and he gritted his teeth and didn't answer a word.
Luo Cai and Sai Gelang looked at the field, and the two of them had complicated expressions.
There is sighing, and there is pity.
And Shen Nishang held the lotus flower carved from snow salt with both hands, her eyebrows and eyes were half lower, and she didn't look at the field, but she seemed to be calm in some kind of thought, and she didn't seem to be aware of the inquiring eyes of the three people here.
Sai Gelang didn't move, and Luo Cai bowed his head to the three of them, signaling that everything was fine.
Although this scene is intense, it is not to the point of action for a while.
Since the meeting between the two sides, at the beginning, Tenzin had the absolute upper hand, but after the lotus flower was transferred to Shen Nishang's hands, Feng Shui seemed to have fallen one by one.
Tenzin was questioned, not a word.
After a long silence, Tenzin finally raised his eyes, his eyes gloomy: "They are dead and have returned to the embrace of the snow god, so what? What if you live? Whether you live or die, the traitor will never be forgiven by the snow god, even if he is dead, his soul will not find the direction of the snow god!"