This time, Bao Ling's voice is very calm, and the narration is very organized, completely devoid of tension and fear, as if it is just a storyteller holding a startling tree to deduce someone else's story.

"I have come to Tashilhunpo Monastery countless times just to find the people, places and things of my dreams. When I first saw Mt. Niseri and the temples built on the mountain, I was both delighted and terrified, because they were exactly what I saw in my dreams—of course, I was looking for a place in my dreams, and when I first dreamed of the mountains and temples, I was still in my infancy, and I didn't dream at night......

"I found the cliff that had been abandoned for a hundred years, but now it is just an ordinary cliff, not only the road has collapsed, but the top of the cliff is also bare, without any traces of dreams. Of all the dreams, the most terrifying one happened here, and I have already told you, a person who is close to him is tied to a pillar by a group of beasts, and a thousand knives are too late, and life is worse than death. At the end of this dream, I am the woman who was almost insulted by the beast, and when the man came to me with a hideous smile, I struggled desperately, retreated desperately, and suddenly I was in another place. In the warm darkness, I was wrapped in turbulent water, reaching out to touch it, surrounded by soft walls......"

"As you might have guessed, I was in a motherhood. There are many human races, but the mother who can conceive a baby is exactly the same, soft, quiet, peaceful, warm, and no matter how manic and angry the heart is, it can calm down. I was appeased by great fright, and fell into a deep sleep as if I were in a happy paradise. The mother body is the place that can give people the most sense of security, and in this warm and leisurely background, I almost forgot the bad luck I had suffered, and I forgot my identity as the princess of Chaoge in the past, and I just wanted to sleep forever......"

"Actually, between the cliff and the change of the environment of the mother, I also had a black-and-white silent movie-like experience, and I could only see but not hear the qiē around me - I was in the middle of an endless sea of people, all crisscrossed and walking in disorder, everyone was silent, all staring straight ahead, moving forward mechanically. I couldn't tell the direction, so Suo Xing stood, motionless. Perhaps it was because of 'immobility' that I was able to enter my mother's body from the cliff of the deadhead, and after I had hearing as a baby, I heard the familiar sound of bells and drums and chanting again......"

Here, although Guan Wen did not interrupt Baoling in surprise, he had already subconsciously gasped again and again, because according to Baoling's account, she disappeared from the Guillotine Cliff and appeared in the matrix for the second time - this matrix was also near the Guillotine Cliff, so she would feel that the sound of bells, drums, and chanting was familiar.

Master Tianhu didn't have such a good temper as Guan Wen, so he couldn't suppress his anxiety, and asked straightforwardly: "What do you mean, you were born near the Guillotine Cliff?"

Bao Ling did not answer immediately, but frowned and thought for a while, and slowly replied: "Master, you are a great wise man among cultivators, and you must understand that any religion and any temple on the earth will not change the version of the scriptures it recites, the frequency of the beating of the morning bell and the dusk drum, and even the sound of the wind, noise, and birdsong floating in the air. Some good habits will be preserved for hundreds or thousands of years, forming the inherent traditions of the temple. Isn't that so?"

Master Vulture immediately replied, "Of course, in Buddhist texts, these sounds that are closely related to the temple and cannot be separated are called 'heavenly sounds'. You haven't answered me yet, is it true that the place where you disappeared is the same place as the place where you reappeared?"

Baoling nodded, and shook her head again.

Master Eagle slapped his thigh hard: "Oh, answer me quickly, don't play dumb riddles!"

Bao Ling replied: "I'm just saying that when I was a baby, I felt the position of the mother's body, which was in Tashilhunpo Monastery. However, I grew up in an orphanage in Hong Kong, and my memory was blank from birth to the time I was three years old. What caused this blankness was a famous thangka. ”

This time, even Guan Wen couldn't help it: "Thangka? Why thangka?"

Baoling smiled bitterly: "Yes, I know that even if you say this evil, you may not necessarily believe it, but ...... When I was in my mother's womb, I had the same hearing and thinking skills as adults. Once, when I was awake, I suddenly heard someone say, 'The Demon Suppression Map has been stolen back, and tomorrow morning, I will return it'......"

Master Vulture exclaimed in shock: "What? What kind of demon suppression map?"

Baoling shook her head: "If you ask me, I can't answer." Now I'm just a narrator. Moreover, my memory has taken a great turn here. Far away, a woman is calling my name—"

"What's the name? It used to be called 'Chaoge', right?" Guan Wen asked and answered himself.

Baoling nodded: "That's right, she called my name over and over again, and her voice was charming and enchanting." She wants me to come to her and beckons to me from afar. I couldn't see her clearly, only a blurry shadow. At first, I didn't have any suspicion, and I once agreed rashly, but at that moment, her hand broke through the boundary of space and reached in front of me at once, and her sharp nails were like five knives, almost stabbing me in the heart. Sensing the danger, I shut up in terror and didn't dare make any noise. I didn't dare to sleep anymore, I was always half-asleep and half-awake, carefully distracted, and I didn't dare to look into the distance. My memory was disconnected from here, and when I had it again, I was already in an orphanage in Hong Kong, an orphan with no father and no mother. ”

Guan Wen let out a long breath and smiled deliberately, distracting Baoling's sorrow: "This story is really bizarre, you came to this reincarnation with the memories of your past life, but you didn't expect that even in the mother's body, you would be tempted to hunt down." I don't know what happened during the time when you lost your memory, and you actually caused both of your parents to leave?"

This chest memory is extremely painful, Guan Wen listened to Baoling's difficult narration, and his heart was very unbearable.

"Why didn't you ask me why I threw the debris?" Baoling was the first to change the subject.

"Why?" Guan Wen asked.

"Because I suddenly figured out that the person who destroyed the miè thangka was the one who drew the thangka, and his real purpose was to tell the younger generations that 'suppressing demons' was a completely wrong action. If the real thangka is kept, it will mislead the younger generations into thinking that the witch has been permanently suppressed and can rest easy. ”

Baoling's evil was completely consistent with Guan Wen's thinking, which made him feel very pleased.

"So, what about the Demon Suppression Map? Why did anyone go to such lengths to keep that thing?" Master Vulture was not convinced.

Guan Wen smiled: "Master, there is such an unspoken rule in the painting art world, if someone recognizes a fake, as long as it does not involve their own interests, they must not break it, because that will ruin the jobs of their peers." During the excavation of Norbulingka's relics, the appearance of the Xizàng Demon Map was a sensational event, and in a large number of praises of merit and virtue, occasionally some people raised doubts, and they were instantly annihilated in the applause. ”

The Eagle Master sighed gloomily, "What about the ones I have? After spending so much effort and taking the lives of several friends, if in the end, they are also fake, what face do I have to live?"

He finally lowered his proud head, and his face was full of remorse. He saw his future, knew that he was on the verge of death, and that his past and present lives had all become open-minded.

In fact, there are many people in this world who are like this, and they only regret it when they die. When he led the wise men of the five countries and twelve monasteries to ask the difficulties of Tashilhunpo Monastery, what kind of heroic scenery and heroism? After only a few days, he took a sharp turn and made other people's prisoners and dishes.

"I was able to put them together." Bao Ling said, "In some of the dream passages, I once saw the Xizàng Demon Suppression Diagram with my own eyes. Master, of course, these fragments are real, but the key to putting them together is not in the shape of the borders of the fragments, but in reshaping them into a three-dimensional shape. What we have to do is to put the pieces together into a three-dimensional witch and restore the original appearance of the thangka-"

"Really?" There was a glint of hope in the Vulture Master's eyes, "You—I don't know what to call you, do you call you Princess Asaka?" Or—"

"Just call me Baoling." Baoling's jing spirit has recovered, and the pale and bleak face just now has gradually become bloody.

"Miss Baoling, I have traveled the north and south of the Himalayas for decades in order to restore the fragments of the thangka. According to the testamentary explanation of the ancestors of the family, if you get the complete thangka, you can enter the burial place of the great treasure and find the bright door of eternal life in the Dharma. What are we waiting for, let's just get to the puzzle?" Master Vulture said as he crouched down and pulled the pieces with both hands to put them back in the bucket.

Guan Wen didn't speak all the time, and at this time he suddenly raised his hand to stop Master Tianhu: "Master, don't work hard."

Master Vulture furrowed his brows in surprise: "What?"

Guan Wen walked forward with his hands behind his back and stepped on those precious fragments, like a poet with a big heart walking on the autumn deciduous square.

"Don't step on these, these ...... These are important. Master Vulture couldn't help but remind him.

Guan Wen shook his head: "They don't matter anymore. Master, the storage of fragments is nothing more than a striking sign for future generations, warning future generations of the mistakes made by one king and two princesses. Now that its goals have been achieved, it would be a matter of adding to it to keep them. I can guarantee that after I have done what I have done here, I can draw the combined Xizàng Demon Suppression Diagram at any time, but now, we are in danger, and even if we have some understanding, we will be taken away by others, so wouldn't we be making wedding clothes for others?"

The Vulture Master was half-convinced, each holding a handful of fragments, and stood by the silver bucket in a daze.

"The three of us are all people who are going to die in minutes, and the most important thing is to grasp the only bargaining chip to negotiate with the other party. Master, let's forget about the Nine Devil Silkworm Gu and the Earth Fire Streamer first, I believe we will have a chance to reverse the defeat. Guan Wen said firmly.

There is a delicate balance between throwing rats and killing people, in fact, anyone with a little experience in the rivers and lakes can see the results of this game clearly. What Basang and Tang Guang want is the secret of Thangka, and once they get their wish, Guan Wen, Baoling, and Master Eagle will become three useless burdens.

After seeing through the essence of the thangka fragments, Guan Wen felt that a bright skylight suddenly opened in his mind, and his vision suddenly zoomed in from the Tashilhunpo Monastery that had been visited by Riri for two years to the vast world of the entire Niseri Mountains and the north and south of the Himalayas. He can even see through the thousand-year-old story that happened around "Xizàng Demon Suppression Map", and experience the good intentions and helpless actions of one king and two princesses to "suppress demons" back then.

Now, the pieces are not put together, but he can sketch out the physical image of the Rakshasa witch out of thin air in his mind, as well as the many Buddhist temples that suppressed the witch back then. For thousands of years, the successive collapse of the demon suppression temples can be explained by the weathering caused by the wind and sun on the surface, but from the inside, it should be keenly aware that it is the witch underground who has begun to move stupidly.

"Life and death, eventful—" he sighed silently.

"I don't have to draw all my nightmares, do I?" At some point, Baoling walked over.

Guan Wen tapped a light on his forehead: "They're all here."

The two men stood facing each other, staring motionlessly.

"Let those who should listen listen, let those who should see, and let those who should comprehend understand, this is the meaning of nightmares and hidden existence. What do you say?" Kwan Wen smiled wisely and confidently.

"Those things, keep them in your mind, and I'll be relieved. The world is so big that only you can truly understand those things. Baoling replied. She was no longer sad and had a big smile on her face.

"We've got to get out." Guan Wen walked to the door and banged on the iron door.

"Where?" Baoling followed closely.

"To the place where the nightmare began." Guan Wen replied.

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