The knife is a part of your body.

Your heart, wherever you think, the knife will go.

I have kept this passage in mind, and at the same time, I have been following it throughout this long journey.

So much so that in the end, I could really appreciate the feeling that the knife was an organ in my body.

It's my extra hand, my weapon, my tool.

Now, I'm going to use it, with my good brother, to duel!

"Ahh

Bite!

Dorje, without mercy, came up with a knife and slashed hard.

I used my strength to meet it, and with a dead bang, sparks splashed everywhere in the crisp sound.

Bang!

I was kicked hard in the thigh, and my body was crooked, and I almost fell.

Strong strength, one wrong step, I keep my center of gravity, and the backhand is another knife.

Kill!

No fancy moves, no mercy.

This is a real duel, and it is no exaggeration to say that if I had the slightest chance of missing out, Dorje, Jampa's knife would have cut off a part of my body without mercy.

What a!

Chop! Yes......

Bite! There was another crisp sound, and Dorje grabbed my knife.

My arms tingle.

Sou!

The flash of the knife flashed, and I instinctively shrank backwards, and at the same time, my little belly was cold.

I didn't bother to check, twisted my head, gritted my teeth, and stabbed Qiangba.

The blade broke through the air, slicing open Qiangba's arm, leaving a wound of about ten centimeters on his forearm.

"Haha!" Qiangba raised his head and smiled, completely ignoring his injuries, and swung his knife to fight again!

I felt like I was in an ancient battlefield.

In the eyes, in the heart, in the body, there are no distracting thoughts, except for fighting spirit, it is killing intent.

Don't think that the Kham Brotherhood will show mercy to my men.

Just now, Qiangba's knife has cut a nearly five-centimeter-long infusion in my lower abdomen, if it is deeper, OK! And the intestines came out.

"Ah, kill!"

I'm on the attack!

Whoosh, my forehead was cold, and a smear of blood wet my eyes.

I'll kill again!

Bite!

Blades collide and sparks shoot out.

As the minutes ticked by, the violent, frantic heart in my body gradually quieted down. In its place is a ......

Calm as ice for billions of years!

Yes, I need to use that word to describe it, because my brain reacts, I think very clearly, I have the right amount of power. To put it more bluntly, I can even see the trajectory of the knife.

I don't know if it's a delusion or not.

But I did see it, I felt it.

The duel, which started out as crazy as a tiger, turned into a calm battle!

I no longer use my sword easily, but I lower my center of gravity and circle around Dorje and Jamppa, I know how to lure the enemy and how to cut out false moves.

Don't think I'll have the upper hand that way.

Dorje, Jampa is a real master.

I now have no less than ten wounds on my body, each of which, the shortest estimate is five centimeters long, and the blood has wet most of my body.

At the same time, Dorje had three stab wounds on his body and two on Qiangpa!

Ren Ling has been taken away by the little witch and my teammates, and there is no onlookers at the scene.

Yes, no one can stand this!

Bite! Jampa's knife slashed, and I blocked it directly in front of my chest, and then we both roared at the same time, like reckless oxen, and fought to the death.

"Ah......h

I fought with all my legs, pushed outward, and rolled on the ground, dodging Dorje's knife as I swung my hand.

Swish!

Bloodlight.

Dorje, calf, with another stab wound.

But I didn't get any favors.

When I got up.

Poof! Qiangba's knife stabbed me in the shoulder.

I screamed, instinctively stepping back, and slashing at the same time.

Swish!

A fifteen-centimeter-long hole was added to Qiangba's chest, and blood gushed out at once, wetting most of his body.

That's it, you cut it, I cut it!

Everyone is slashing at each other......

I don't know how long it has been, I have a strange feeling in my body, I seem to have lost strength in my hands, but my brain is very clear.

A sense of transparency that I had never felt before went from the roots of my hair to the soles of my feet.

At this moment, I realized a wonderful meaning.

I can't tell, I can't tell.

That's ethereal! An ethereal realm like never before.

At the same time, Qiangba's knife slashed at me.

I instinctively raised my hand to block it, but it was too late.

0.1 seconds. I raised my hand, and the tip of the knife swept through the empty door between Jampa's arms and against his throat.

At this time, Qiangba's knife was also on my neck.

We keep standing.

Three seconds later.

We laughed together, then abandoned the knife at the same time and hugged each other!

We hugged each other like three bloody men, laughing and laughing like crazy!

Basang came over, carrying three large wine bags in his hand, and he opened the stopper and sprinkled all the wine on us.

Wounds, encountering spirits, scorching pain.

But I didn't know it.

At this time, Basang stuffed the wine bag with the surplus wine into the hands of the three of us.

At the same time, we raised our wine bags, tilted our heads, gulped and drank with pleasure!

I fought with a knife and was covered in blood! Drunk the spirits! It's a friend of life and death!

After drinking, I felt a wave of dizziness......

With so much blood loss and alcohol stimulation, I was really about to lose it.

At this time, Basang wanted to carry me.

I stretched out my hand and motioned for him not to do anything, and then, holding up, I said in clumsy Tibetan, "Holy city! Walk! ”

People need to go through the process, they need to suffer, and they need the test of life and death to have a strong psychology and a sleek and harmonious hand.

This often takes time to accumulate and precipitate.

I don't have much time, so whether it's God or someone, I arranged such a life-and-death class for me to study!

This is an incomprehensible fact for normal people.

Yes, logic, reason, thinking, communication, this is not reasonable at all, why use a knife to fight to the death, isn't this full?

But I know I'm on my own.

You are a little hairy boy in your early twenties, what kind of money do you have, what do you use to deal with your little demon moths!

Before that, I didn't have that ability!

But this trip to the west, along the way, Thangka mentally tortured me, and in the end, the Kham brothers fought a real knife with me!

Only through these experiences can I grow ahead of my time!

So, on this last stretch of the road to the Holy City, there were three more crazy men covered in blood.

Among the three, there are two Kangba men on both sides, and a pale-faced Han man in the middle, and the Han man is me.

We didn't do anything to save me, and although I had medicine on me, I didn't!

It's a kind of masochism, a kind of self-destruction, but I just didn't do it.

The three of us, holding on all the way, stumbled, almost dragged at speed, and finally, came to the Holy City!

Along the way, I didn't see the little witch, nor did I see my teammates.

When we arrived at the holy city, it was nearly evening.

We stumbled into the city and then, led by Basan, went to the so-called Octagon Street.

On the side of the street, we found a thin old lama with glasses who sold thangkas.

I untied my back, and the big broken bamboo tube stained with my blood and covered with a knife mark was solemnly handed into the hands of the thin monk, and then my eyes darkened, and with the last of my strength, I fell down in front of the thangka stall.

After I fell, I opened my eyes again.

Then, I saw the old monk smiling, stretching out his dry hand, and gently pressing his palm against the Baihui acupoint above my head.

In an instant, a powerful scorching force like the sun poured into my body.

The next second, I lost consciousness.

When I first woke up, I found myself lying in a large prayer hall, surrounded by colorful prayer flags, and I could faintly hear the faint sound of chanting.

I opened my eyes and looked.

I found that my body was covered with gauze, and there was a strange smell of medicine all around.

I blinked, and I felt that there were cool little insects surging all over the wounds all over my body, these insects made people feel very comfortable, and a trace of coolness seeped into the skin from time to time, poured into the blood, and went straight to the bone marrow.

It's so comfortable.

I took a deep breath and fell asleep again.

Wake up for the second time.

This time, I felt a strong force in my body, and my brain was exceptionally clear and energetic.

It was also this time that I saw an old lama with glasses looking at me with a kind face.

"Are you awake?" The old lama asked.

"Well, I feel good." I raised my hand and saw that the wound was no longer painful.

The old lama smiled and said, "Your body is covered with the best surgical Tibetan medicine in Tibet. In a few days, you'll be healed and there will be no scarring at all. ”

I smiled, "Thank you." ”

Old Lama: "The one who says thank you should be us, you are a true warrior, a fearless, you carried almost the existing thangka, the most evil power, and came to the holy city on foot. This kind of spiritual power can no longer be described as rare, this is simply a miracle. Not to mention ......"

The old lama smiled slightly: "You also fought a life-and-death fight with King Kong, the protector of the Dharma. You must know that Dorje and Qiangpa's sword skills can be ranked in the top five in Tibet. ”

For some reason, I wasn't ecstatic, I was indifferent.

"What do you call the old mage?" I asked.

Old Lama: "Just call me Thangka Lama." ”

I smiled and said, "Old Mage, where am I now?" ”

The Thangka Lama smiled kindly: "You are in a prayer hall in the Potala Palace......"

I didn't care......

No wonder the aura around me makes people feel so comfortable, it turns out that I live in the majestic Potala Palace, the highest temple in the Holy City.

I asked, "What about my friends?" ”

Lama Thangka laughed and said, "They are very good, and now they are visiting the beautiful scenery near Lhasa." Oh, by the way, I told them, you're going to do something, and you're done, and you'll come back. ”

I hehe: "You monk, you are a monk, you are a monk." ”

The Thangka Lama was stunned for a moment, looked at me in the first place, and then laughed and said, "You little doctor, it's really, alas, it's so funny, it's so funny." ”

After laughing, Lama Thangka brought me a bowl of butter tea and handed it to me.

I took it and drank it down.

Then, he smiled and said, "Mr. Ji, do you know what you gained from this westward trip?" ”

I was stunned.

Then he pointed to my chest and said, "You have a heart that is as pure, transparent, and unchanging as King Kong!" ”