I really didn't have any effective way to resist, and in the end, with a sense of despair, I more or less came up with the idea of waiting for death.

But again, the iron donkey was in power. He had been half-pouted in bed, but now he suddenly woke up, and quickly got up and walked behind the lama.

The iron donkey walked very trickily in these steps, without making a sound at all, and the lama did not expect the iron donkey to be so bizarre.

When he came behind the lama, the iron donkey stretched out his hands violently, one holding the lama's heavenly spirit cover, and the other clasping the lama's chin, twisting it so hard.

I heard a click, and I saw the horn's head turn a hundred and eighty degrees.

The lama's body was horizontal, but he couldn't withstand this blow, and he lost his breath in an instant, and his strength in pinching me became very small.

I broke free from his feeble hands and landed firmly on the ground, and I wanted to say something to the iron donkey, but as soon as I was about to speak, I felt a special itch in my throat and eyes, and I coughed a few times.

The iron donkey looked at the lama's head facing him, tilted his head, and showed a curious look. He seemed to be even more dissatisfied with the lama's present virtue, and he stretched out his hands again, and with vigorous movement, the lama's head rotated again one hundred and eighty degrees.

After such a short period of time, the lama's head came back, but after such a big circle, the lama was not completely dead, and his eyes opened angrily, especially the eye pressure was very large.

I stared at the lama, his eyes were already bulging, and one of them now couldn't bear to poop, and a stream of white soup came out of it. To put it bluntly, his eyes exploded.

I couldn't stand it, and I didn't want the soup to get on me, so I took a few more steps back, far away.

Now the danger was lifted, but the iron donkey was still standing upright, and I was not in a hurry to say anything to the iron donkey. My mind is full of thoughts, one is the tragic appearance of the horn when he died, and the other is the state of the iron donkey.

Calculate carefully, this is the second time tonight, Brother Donkey was uncomfortable at first, but he suddenly became stronger, and he could completely destroy the enemy.

I always felt that this was not an accident, and I couldn't find a reasonable explanation for it for a while.

After a while, the iron donkey squatted next to the lama, took a dagger, and cut off his head.

It wasn't a machete, it wasn't a guillotine, and it didn't break the head off the body. On the contrary, when the carotid artery was cut, streams of blood spurted out of it.

I asked the iron donkey what it was for. Instead of answering directly, the iron donkey said, "Let's play some tricks so that others don't know that we killed the lama." ”

I agree with that, and the next step is to disguise the scene and destroy the body.

I have a lot of experience in this area, and after looking around, I feel that I have lost the clues, and it is not a big problem, but looking at the body of the lama, I have a headache.

I immediately thought of four or five ways to destroy the corpse, such as using an incinerator, feeding the corpse to the pigs, disposing of it in a swamp, or refining the corpse into "water" with strong acid.

But the idea is there, and we can't get the corresponding thing for a while.

The iron donkey had another idea, and after cutting off the vertebrae and taking off the head completely, he held his head and said to me, "Find a place to bury it, and then put the body in the house, and we will pretend to be victims, and after raising the alarm, we will blame all this on the 'thief'." ”

According to him, we did have peace of mind and didn't have to dispose of the body, but I still don't understand why he just cut off his head.

If I ask more, the iron donkey is fiddling with the lama's head, and his whole hand is covered with blood. He also deliberately stared at the lama's head and said, "Just count this evil sect, without it, the lama's body will definitely not go wrong." ”

I nodded in understanding, and after taking my head, I turned and walked out of the room.

There is a lot of bare land in this yard, and it is easy for me to dig a hole. But after digging the pit, the surface is renovated, which is also a flaw.

I looked around and focused on the toilet again. The toilet here is a dry toilet, which is to dig a deep pit, and everyone who has and urine will greet here.

Every time I go to the toilet, I feel disgusting here, but the place where I can be disgusting is also the safest place.

I found a rag and put it under the lama's severed head to prevent the blood from dripping. I held it again and went to the toilet.

Don't look at the big night, there are still a lot of flies in the toilet, I have the urge to cover my nose, but I still hold back. I aimed my severed head hard at the pit and skimmed it in.

Of course, this is not the end, the severed head is still floating on the pit, I found another stick, stabbed the severed head, and stirred the pit.

I don't believe I have seen it, but when the severed head sank completely into the pit of, its eyes moved again. It's not a paranormal event, I suspect it has something to do with the bulge on the door of its head.

I didn't want to stay here any longer, so I hurried out. In the meantime, the iron donkey has already started to work on the scene, and when he finishes it, I will check and improve it again.

The iron donkey also found a cannon from the body of the dead lama. At first glance it looked like a giant two-kicker, but we both understood what it was.

The iron donkey was not afraid of collapse, and after pulling the lead away, he pointed his cannon at the sky.

Suddenly, there was a whoosh, and a green light rushed into the sky, and after exploding, a brilliant firework appeared. The two of us continued to pretend to be injured and pitiful, and the iron donkey still fell to the ground, giving people the feeling of being seriously injured.

It didn't take five minutes for seven or eight lamas to come, and I secretly looked, they were all holding thick sticks, and they should all be warrior monks.

Iron Donkey and I had already made the right statement, so the confession was the same, and after these warrior monks listened, two of them helped me and Iron Donkey into the house to rest, and the others walked around the courtyard and the house.

They're verifying whether we're right or not, and if it's an ordinary person, it's probably not a complete lie. We're both old professionals.

In the end, these warrior monks believed me and the iron donkey, and they were afraid that the so-called thief would come back again, so they deliberately left two warrior monks to protect the two of us, and the others left with the lama's headless corpse.

Iron Donkey and I were finally able to settle down for a while, but the two warrior monks were quite polite, only guarding the door and not entering the house.

Iron Donkey and I didn't dare to say anything more, because people who practice martial arts have good ears, and if they whisper, they are afraid that the two warrior monks will overhear them.

The two of us sent WeChat to communicate again, and we set up a group with Yin Yin.

Yinyin's mobile phone couldn't be connected just now, but now it's online, and I and the iron donkey you told me what just happened.

Yin Yin said that the two of us did a good job, and also posted a bunch of thumbs up emojis.

When we talk about WeChat, the most important thing is to discuss what to do, not to listen to how Yin Yin praises the two of us.

I asked again, what Yin Yin meant, we will hold on for another day, she heard the news of Jiang Shaoyan outside the temple, and she also has a plan, and she will tell us when it is completely accurate tomorrow.

I'm a little bit of a diking down, so I have to talk about the plan first, regardless of whether Yin Yin bites it accurately or not. The iron donkey is quite casual, and it also tells me not to gossip so much, it's almost dawn. Let's sleep and replenish our energy.

We don't talk about WeChat anymore, I'm really tired, I close my eyes and sleep deeply, but I didn't sleep long.

At the dawn of the day, two young lamas knocked on the door and entered the house and told me and the iron donkey that the thief had not yet been caught, but according to the rules of the Theravada monastery, a celestial burial was arranged this morning, so that the dead could ascend to Elysium.

Actually, I'm still quite sensitive, I'm afraid that after so many hours, the lying between me and the iron donkey will be exposed, but depending on the meaning of the little lama, there is no posture in this regard.

I was relieved again. The little lama said that although the iron donkey and I were foreign guests, we also had to attend the sky funeral.

I don't understand what a sky burial has to do with outsiders, but I think again, the two of us killed people, so we should go over and have a show.

The iron donkey and I nodded in support. The two little lamas left in a hurry.

Iron Donkey and I both know that there is no chance to sleep. We got up and washed up.

And after another quarter of an hour of this was the case that another man entered the courtyard. I thought he was asking us to go to the sky burial, but who knew that when I looked closely, I was stunned.

I know this person, it is the bare-faced man Ba Tsering. He is now wearing a lama robe, and when he is shown by this dress, he doesn't look like the original man.

Pa Tsering's status in the Theravada Monastery was quite high, and when he walked into the house, the two guarding monks did not dare to stop him, and he also showed great respect for Pa Tsering.

Ba Tsering grunted a few times, and let the two warrior monks leave first, and when only us were left inside and outside the house, he snorted, blocked the door, and looked at the iron donkey against the door frame.

It was the first time he and the iron donkey had met, but he didn't expect the iron donkey to look at Ba Tsering without showing weakness at all.

I wondered, and said in my heart, could it be that these two brothers had known each other for a long time?