Pain

Severe pain all over my body.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange world.

There was a white cloth all around, and there seemed to be a white tent in the sky, and there were a few things next to it that seemed to be beds, and there were wails from them.

"Is this the hell of the nose? Lord Buddha, your disciples have been serving you all their lives, why did your disciples go to hell? Could it be that it is because there are too many people who have died for their disciples over the years? O Buddha, O great Buddha. ”

"Why can't a disciple go to the Paradise of Bliss, why can't a disciple enter the Western Bliss Buddha Kingdom? Why is that? Could it be that the disciples are not religious enough? Is it because the disciples are involved in too many worldly things? ”

There seemed to be something very hard in my heart that was broken at this moment.

I actually went to hell, as a devout believer, this is more uncomfortable than death, at this time, I seem to have forgotten the sharp pain that came from one of my broken legs.

The old man closed his eyes, tears slipped down drop by drop, on the wrinkled face, dripping on the white cotton cloth next to him, now Datang can already produce cotton cloth by itself.

Among the aristocracy, most of the people cultivated cotton, and some people also cultivated it, and the technology of weaving had spread.

In five years, Datang has changed a lot.

"You're awake."

A nice voice rang out.

He opened his eyes, with a look of doubt in his eyes, and then asked in a stiff Tang language, "Tang people, have you also gone to hell?" Retribution, retribution, hahaha......"

"Sir, you didn't have your brain blown up, did you?" The sweet-looking figure walked over, touched his forehead, and said, "I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?" ”

This person is none other than Ruyi.

On this trip to the field hospital, as Sun Simiao's proud disciple, he also came with him.

"Aren't we all dead?" The old man opened his eyes, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Naturally, there are no deaths, this is a field hospital." Ruyi said.

"Hospital? What's that? The old man was even more puzzled.

"Yes...... Anyway, it's a place to save lives. Ruyi thought for a while and said, "Anyway, you're not dead yet." ”

"Not dead? I didn't die? Great, really great! The old man's face showed joy, but soon it became dim again: "It's not good, it's not good, it's not dead, it's not good." ”

"I want to see your princes, I want to see your generals, I want to see your king!" The old man suddenly said angrily, his eyebrows full of evil anger.

"Our Royal Highness the King of Qin is not so easy to see, the injury on your leg is not healed yet, don't get angry, it's better not to move and lie down, lie down." If you want to go forward, you want to help him down.

However, he was pushed away by the old man, and said angrily: "Of course, you don't need to be pretended, you hateful Tang people, go and tell your king, I am the former minister of the Tubo State, Tunmi Sambuza!" ”

At this time, Cheng Chubi was stewing yak meat in the tent.

Yak meat, which is the most delicious food in the snowy region, after the invasion of Stone City, some yaks were killed by bombardment, and some military rations from the Tibetan country were not transported.

So, now the whole army is filled with this rich and incomparably rich aroma.

When his subordinates came to report, this siege battle actually captured alive the first wise man and virtuous minister of the Tubo country, and Cheng Chubi didn't even eat yak meat.

Hurriedly ran to the field hospital to see the famous sage in history, Thonmi Sambuza.

Thunmi Sambuza is a famous figure in the Tibetan kingdom, and the Tibetan writing is said to have been made by this sage, and this legend about this sage is circulated in Tibet.

Datang is an era of sages in this era, and at the same time, there are also sages in other places.

For example, the four wise ministers of Tibet, and Muhammad, the founder of a certain religion.

When he came to the field hospital, Cheng Chubi was a little unconvinced, this person was really the legendary virtuous minister?

I saw that the person lying on the wooden bed was an old man, who looked like a kind old farmer in the countryside, where there was a look and momentum with a lot of power?

"I heard that there is a guy named Tunmi Sambuza, who was born in the Tunmi family, and his father Tunmi Aru was the former minister of Tubo Zanpu Songtsen Gampo. Mother's name is Ah Xiao. Cheng Chubi asked.

"It's me!" Tunmi Sambuza said.

"I heard that when you were fifteen years old, you were ordered by the Tibetan King Songtsen Gampo to go to Tianzhu to study, and you were ordered to lead 16 Tibetan youths, carrying a lot of gold, through the forbidden area of exotic birds and beasts."

"Overcoming the discomfort of the tropical climate, he insisted on going to Tianzhu, visiting teachers and friends, and being trained by the Tianzhi Lion and Brahmin Lijing, learning ancient Sanskrit and Tianzhu scripts. Respect the Dharma and study Buddhism. ”

"After seven years of hard work, I studied Sanskrit, grammar, poetics, and Buddhist scriptures. In the fifteenth year of Zhenguan A.D., he returned to the city of Luo and studied for three years in the ancient Karmaru Fort. ”

"On the basis of the original Xiangxiong culture of the Tubo Kingdom, we drew on the advantages of the culture of the ancient Tianzhu countries to improve and create the Tubo script. It is said that you translated many Buddhist scriptures and wrote eight books in your lifetime. Cheng Chubi asked curiously, "Is this true?" ”

"Who the hell are you?" Thunmi Sambuza couldn't help but be shocked.

Who the hell is this person in front of you? Although his cognition is half right and half wrong, it can be regarded as eight or nine and ten.

Who the hell is he? Why do people in Datang know these things?

"No, no, if that's the case, you should only be twenty-three years old this year, why are you so old?" Cheng Chubi became more and more confused.

Suddenly, he asked, "Are you even more anxious than our old Cheng parents?" Also, shouldn't you be studying the Buddhist scriptures in the ancient Khalma Rubao? Why is it here? ”

Cheng Chubi is full of doubts, this legendary root does not match at all.

The legendary Tunmi should be as old as himself now, but this guy in front of him is clearly able to be his grandfather, and according to the real historical trajectory, he should be studying Buddhism now, why is he here again?

Did I change history, or did history change me?

Cheng Chubi is really full of doubts.

"Oh, I see, I see." Suddenly, Cheng Chubi seemed to have figured it out, laughed out loud, and said, "You are Tunmi Sambuza's grandfather!" ”

"Your grandfather dares to play Lao Tzu, do you really think that if you use the name of your grandson, Lao Tzu will let you go? Don't be stupid, with you in your hands, maybe in the future, Tunmi Sambuza can still be a minister in the same hall with me, our Datang is the most important person with ability. Cheng Chubi said loudly.

(End of chapter)