It is a battle, it must be a cruel night of life and death, Gesang and his mother are in a weak position, if they are not willing to be caught, it must be best to have a fish to break the net.

Halfway through hearing this, Lin Xuan had already had a premonition of the most tragic ending.

"I could feel that the man was first sitting on a wooden boat and observing the battle, and when he disembarked and boarded the oasis, all enemy attacks ceased, waiting for his orders. Until now, I will always remember the only sentence he said that night, only ten words: 'Xiahou Jiuzhang, if you don't surrender, you will die'. His voice was as cold as ice, with endless contempt, as if he had single-handedly controlled the lives of our mother and son. My mother's answer was also indifferent and resolute, she said, 'The people of the Xiahou family are all hard bones, surrender to you, and die of this heart'. I really wanted my mother to call out the man's name and keep it in my heart and wait for the opportunity to get revenge. However, the mother never said it, and in the end it triggered the explosives that had been planted on the oasis long ago. After the explosion, I fell into the boat in the oasis tunnel and left silently with the help of the wave thrust of the explosion. Looking back from afar, there was only the sky-high fire on the oasis. After escaping the oasis, I was immediately taken hostage by the Brahma Society and taken to a wasteland castle. They forced me to tell me the secret of the Xiahou family's remote sensing technique. It's a pity that I even heard the name 'Xiahou Jiuzhang' for the first time that night, and I don't know the origin of the Xiahou family at all......"

She was tired, leaning on Lin Xuan's arm and gasping hard.

Each position in the Bagua Array has its own unique significance, and as soon as the person who enters the formation gains a foothold, he determines his own success or failure. For example, Gesang's mother is in the position of "small fault", holding the idea of "not seeking merit but seeking no fault", and seeks perfection to achieve the goal of "protecting Gesang rather than die". It is precisely because she has put herself in the right position that she can leave a glimmer of life for Gesang in the midst of strong enemies.

She is a smart person, and in the battle of the Oasis, although she was defeated, she was still glorious, although she died, she was still alive.

"You're tired, but your body is really not fit to take over the work of Guru Jiayu. Although I don't know the process of half-withering and half-glory, I believe that it is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear. As...... Why don't you go back to the clinic with me to recuperate first, and then come back when the time comes?" Lin Xuan could only admonish like this.

A smile slowly appeared on Gesang's miserable white face, and he shook his head gently: "There is not much time left, do you know why Master Jiahui's practice ended at this time?" That's because the enemy has come, and his foundation has been broken, so that he cannot draw nourishment from the earth, and life withers and perishes. ”

Lin Xuan frowned, and in an instant, cold sweat broke out on his back, and even his close-fitting clothes were soaked.

He suddenly figured out that when Dorjee Tsomu helped Master Jiayu out of the battle, the latter's expression and affection were already full of the sadness of "a man is about to die". In the half-withered and half-glorious practice, Guru Jiayu exists in the state of life of "a plant", and if the taproot is broken, how can he not survive?

"Who's the enemy?" Lin Xuan asked.

He is not a magician, and he can't help Gesang at the level of "remote sensing", but at least he can protect her and keep her out of danger on his own.

"I've always wanted to know the answers." Gesang said, pointing to the small puddle, "Guru Jiayu knew the answer, but she didn't tell me, just like in the Battle of the Oasis, Mother also knew the name of the powerful enemy, but she never broke it. Do you know why?"

Lin Xuan frowned again and replied in a low voice: "The enemy is too strong, are they afraid that you will be ignorant and fearless, and blindly send you to death in this matter of revenge?"

History is strikingly similar, in fact, in China's 5,000 years of dynastic changes and grievances, many clever people have concealed the names of powerful enemies in order to protect future generations. It's not that they don't want revenge, but they don't want to watch their heirs repeat the mistakes of the past, hitting stones with eggs.

Gesang nodded: "That's right, you're right."

Lin Xuan sighed: "However, there are some things that you know you can't do but have to do them, aren't they?" If you don't avenge your parents, what face do you have to live between heaven and earth?"

Gesang replied sadly: "That's right, even if you hit a stone with an egg and die in battle, it's better than pretending to be deaf and dumb and stealing your life."

"Looking at these Mani stones, the content painted on each piece has a deep meaning. Guru Jia Hu used Mani stone to construct a Bagua Array, proving that he had long been aware of the existence of a strong enemy and was ready to defend himself. Unexpectedly, the enemy took the form of an underground attack and opened the gap. With the right digging tools, you can spot horizontal cuts at five, nine, or fourteen meters down from the puddle, which are caused by the 'remote sensing blade' of a strong enemy. It is very likely that this will happen to me when I take over from Guru Jiahui, but death is not terrible, life is originally given by God, and then it will be taken back by God" Gesang gently stroked the Mani stone wall in front of him.

Every grass, tree, stone and soil in Tibet contains endless Dharma, which makes people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Xuan looked at the Mani stone, the scripture handwriting on it seemed clumsy, but it was actually full of the writer's reverence. Only by being clumsy can we achieve the realm of expressing one's heart and moving the gods and Buddhas.

He remembered the tadpole slate left behind by Gesang, and in just a few lines, its meaning was better than hundreds of scriptures that were full of sweat and sweat.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

"Me?" Gesang pondered, "After being in the Brahma Society, I realized that my remote sensing ability had been improved to a new level. When I see some people, I can see through their minds. The person who rescued me was actually an Interpol infiltrator from the Interpol organization, who had come specifically to annihilate the Brahma Society. I approached him and spoke the secret word, and he was willing to risk his life to get me out. And I promised him that I would destroy the Brahma Society and restore peace and tranquility at the junction of Eurasia. ”

This is the real world, Gesang arrived in the Ali region from the Brahma Society, and the nameless rescuer is the dead man who entrusted Gesang to Lin Xuan on the shore of Laangcuo Lake.

What Lin Xuan asked just now has another layer of deep meaning, that is, the memory of Gesang's past life. As he waited for Gesang to answer with an inquiring gaze, she fell silent for a long time.

"Those memories, very vague, seem to be an intermittent dream." Gesang replied weakly, "I know, that's a very important thing, but I'm really powerless to think now, and I have to stop and rest." ”

Lin Xuan helped Gesang back to the puddle, the cultivation conditions here were too difficult, and he was really worried that Gesang would not be able to withstand the wind and cold in Tibet.

"Go ahead, I want to be alone for a while." Gesang raised his head and stared at Lin Xuan intently.

In her eyes, Lin Xuan was confused for a moment.

"I ...... I'll come back to see you tomorrow. He said.

Gesang shook his head: "No, if there is something, I will contact you." From now on, the edge is over, the old love is gone, and I must take back all my thoughts and do more important things. Loving someone is a luxury for me. ”

Lin Xuan was speechless, and his feelings sank to the bottom.

"Go, send you a thousand miles, there will be a farewell, some fate can only be point-to-point, that's it." Gesang lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, and slowly closed his eyes.

Lin Xuan stepped back and watched helplessly as the evening breeze stirred the old clothes on Gesang's body. He understands that in order to treat a practitioner well, the most important thing is not to disturb the other person's practice for no reason, and to give the other person a relaxed environment.

"Goodbye." He said silently in his heart.

Lin Xuan withdrew from the stone formation, and Duoji Cuom had already leaned on the stone pile and fell asleep.

He walked over and bowed deeply to Dorjee Tsomu. At the moment, he couldn't say more, because there were too many unsolvable mysteries entangled, and it turned into a big lump that no one could do.

In his sleep, Dorje Tsomu looked melancholy, his hands folded on his abdomen, and it seemed that even in his dreams, he could not let go of a single qiē pressure.

Lin Xuan walked out and came to the side of the main road down the mountain.

In the various Buddha halls of Jiwu Temple, the lights gradually turn on, and the sound of chanting comes and goes.

He had great respect for the practitioners of Tibetan Buddhism, because these people lived in a very difficult environment, eating only the most ordinary food every day, keeping the individual to a minimum, and spending the most important time of the day interpreting the scriptures and contemplating the teachings of the Buddha. Day after day, year after year, persistently and patiently, completely out of time, living only for the sake of spiritual practice.

"Little brother." Someone called him.

He heard Luo Yuan's voice, turned his head to look up, and Luo Yuan was standing on a huge rock with eagle wings hanging in the air, condescendingly, waving to him.

"Mr. Luo." Lin Xuan nodded.

"Come up and talk." Luo Yuan invited.

Lin Xuan did not refuse, and slowly climbed the stairs and came to Luo Yuan's side.

The weather was not too cold, but Luo Yuan had already changed into a thick cotton coat and a cotton hat with ear protection on his head, completely dressed in winter. Luo Yuan's face was originally gloomy, but in the face of Lin Xuan, the gloom gradually disappeared and was replaced by a full smile.

Luo Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Little brother, are you coming from Dorje Cuom?" What's the catch?"

Lin Xuan sighed and replied frankly, "No, I don't understand the world of cultivators."

"Huh?" The smile on Luo Yuan's face receded, his eyes widened, and he looked Lin Xuan up and down.

Lin Xuan always had doubts about the strange things Luo Yuan had said, but he couldn't find a basis to refute them. The appearance of a submarine in the ghost lake of Laang Tsoli is also ambiguous. If it weren't for the mutation encountered by Donna and her party, there would have been search results today.

"Little brother, seeing that you are preoccupied, you are entangled in at least three or four difficult things. Say it, I can also help you sort it out, don't forget, I was the first to discover the ghost lake submarine, right?" Luo Yuan was kind and persuasive, and his attitude towards Lin Xuan was always very friendly.

Lin Xuan smiled faintly: "Do your own thing, I'm used to it, don't bother Mr. Luo."

Luo Yuan waved his hand: "Meeting is fate, fate is friendship, say it, you're welcome."

At this moment, Lin Xuan discovered that Luo Yuan was not standing there alone, there was another person behind him who was cleverly hiding, following Luo Yuan like a shadow.

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