The iron rod lama's face changed abruptly, and he only screamed badly, and then fell backwards. I was worried that his life was in danger, so I quickly probed his pulse, and after a look, I found that his pulse was also faint and faint, and it seemed that he could go to the Western Heaven Elysium at any time.

I didn't know what the bardo body was, and it didn't seem like I was possessed by a ghost, so I didn't know what to do for a while.

Uncle Ming, who was standing opposite us, said, "How could Ah Dong die? Did you murder him? He winked at his subordinate, Peter Wong, and motioned for him to protect himself.

The fat man on the side would be mistaken, thinking that Uncle Ming was letting Peter Huang do it, so he took out the paratrooper knife and rushed forward, wanting to put Uncle Ming down. Peter Huang pulled out his dagger and stood in front of Uncle Ming like an iron tower.

There was tension in the castle for a while, and the tense atmosphere was like a huge powder keg, and the slightest spark could be detonated. Han Shuna was afraid of hurting her goddaughter, so she hurriedly pulled Ah Xiang away from her.

Seeing that the fat man and Peter Huang are about to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife, I want to make a move, we don't suffer, the other party is a bad old man, two women, even if Peter Huang has two hits, at best he is just a guerrilla in Southeast Asia, it is not a problem for the fat man to clean him up, just don't kill people.

Shirley Young thought I was going to persuade me, but seeing that I was silent, as if he wanted to see the excitement, he pushed me with his hand. I was stunned, and then I realized that for some reason, I never treated Uncle Ming's group of people as my own, but if there was really trouble here, it would not be good for both parties.

I shouted to everyone: "Comrades, calm down, this is a misunderstanding, and this is not in Beirut, we can discuss anything calmly." "I told you about Ah Dong going to the ruins of the royal city to steal the silver-eyed Buddha, being discovered by me and the fat man, and how he died tragically.

Uncle Ming hurriedly got off the donkey: "Brother Hu is reasonable, anything is easy to discuss." Adong's rotten boy is greedy for some petty profits, he should have died a long time ago, don't hurt his peace......" After a pause, he said: "Now the top priority is that this lama master is finished, burn his body quickly, otherwise, we will all suffer." Part of the ancient scripture I read is about the bardo body. ”

Uncle Ming told us, you don't know about Adong, this rotten boy, don't look at him often doing some sneaky, twisting the door and picking the lock, but he is less bold than a rabbit, and he doesn't dare to embarrass you when he becomes a ghost, but the problem is that the current bardo body must have been hit by something, because the process of bardo described in the scriptures is very terrifying, and it will go through seventy-seven and forty-nine days, during which you will see a goddess similar to a bear-headed human body and a white goddess, holding a human corpse as a stick, or holding a bowl of brains full of blood, and so on. In short, it's all shocking. Once the bardo body is dispersed, it will become "dirt", and if you don't burn it, you will kill others.

However, Uncle Ming also knew nothing about this matter, although he looked through the ancient scriptures of the reincarnation sect all day long, but he read some content about the glacier crystal corpse, and for the other parts, they all passed by, and in the scriptures, the introduction of the bardo body was not very detailed.

I looked down at the lama's condition, and found that there seemed to be several black blood vessels on the lama's eyelids, so I opened his eyelids, and saw that his eyes were covered with many black threads, just like red threads in his eyes due to lack of sleep, but the bloodshot in his eyes were all black. If you look closely, you can see that the black threads in the eyes extend to the face, as if the blood vessels and nerves under the skin have turned black, and the veins are vertical and horizontal, all the way to the arms.

When everyone saw the lama's situation, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, what is so powerful? At this moment, the Iron Rod Lama is unconscious, and it is impossible to tell us how to deal with this situation.

At present, among those of us, it seems that only Shirley Yang may know some tantric things, but when asked, Shirley Yang does not know how to save him. The bardo body is the secret of Tantra, and only a few monks in Sikkim have the real mystery in it, and I am afraid that even if the Iron Rod Lama is sober, he may not be able to find a solution.

I was anxious, could we really just watch the Iron Rod Lama die? He's only come thousands of miles to help us, if he has any accidents...... It's better to let me die for him.

Shirley Yang said to me: "Old Hu, don't worry, maybe Ah Xiang can help us." I think Ah Xiang probably has an instinctive eye, let her look inside the lama's body, maybe find a way. ”

Two days ago on the road, the Iron Rod Lama told us that Ah Xiang, a little girl, has a pair of "instinctive eyes". In Tantra, lamas believe that the eyes can be divided into six realms, the first being the ordinary human eye, which refers to a mortal with normal vision. The second type of eye is called the "honme", the instinctive eyes. It is an eye with the keen intuition of a wild animal, and because it is not polluted by the world, it has a much larger range of vision than humans, and this range does not refer to the depth of vision, but can capture things that normal people can't see. The second is the "Heavenly Eye", which can see the situation of the beings of the two realms in the past and in the future. The fourth type is called the Dharma, such as the eyes of bodhisattvas and arhats, which can see what is happening before and after hundreds of eons. The fifth is the "holy eye", which can see what happened before and after millions of eons. The highest state is the "Buddha's eye", which is boundless and can see the eternity from beginning to end.

After being reminded by Shirley Yang, I thought that maybe Ah Xiang was the only one who was a lifesaver, so I immediately took out the expression of my amiable PLA uncle, and kindly asked Ah Xiang to help me see what was wrong with the Iron Rod Lama.

Ah Xiang hid behind Uncle Ming and said, "I can only see a bloody figure, it looks like it is Ah Dong, and it is wrapped around the body of the master lama by some black things, and the right hand is the most densely entangled. "Ah Xiang can only see these at most, and after watching it for a long time, she will have a headache, and she doesn't dare to look at it more.

I pouted, what is this? What black stuff? It means that he didn't say anything, but he couldn't force Ah Xiang, so he had to turn his head and discuss countermeasures with Shirley Yang. Shirley Yang lifted the sleeve of the Iron Rod Lama, looked at his right hand, and said to me, "Just now when I was looking at the fur of the Himalayan savage, the lama's finger was pierced by a hard thorn in the fur. At the time, we didn't notice it, could it be that it wasn't the bardo body at all, but that there was something wrong with the fur? ”

When I heard this, I thought it was even more strange, and I squatted down to look at the finger of the lama with the iron rod, and the middle finger really had a small hole, but there was no blood, and I hurriedly said to the fat man: "Come into the house and take out the fur and burn it, that skin is strange." ”

The fat man ran into our room in a hurry, turned around and ran out again: "No, I was in the room just now, can I still run with long legs?" There are only a few strands of savage black hair left......"

Everyone looked at each other, and I said to Shirley Young, "Maybe we have all lost our eyes, it is not a Himalayan savage skin at all, but the skin of a zombie that has undergone a corpse, maybe it is the Portuguese priest's." But since it's the fur of the black murderer, we may still have a chance to save the lama. ”

Since ancient times, the primary problem faced by the captains of the Golden Colonel has been how to deal with zombies and corpse poison. We had never encountered zombies, but before we left Beijing, I had a thorough conversation with the fortune-teller Chen Blind in the bun shop, and the blind man said many things that I rarely heard of, such as the black donkey's hooves have several uses......

Although Chen Blind often talks big, some of the content is not groundless. Temporarily, I had to give it a go. Our black donkey hooves were found by the swallows when we went to the Black Wind Outlet to fight. There are a lot of donkeys in the tunzi, a total of eight were prepared at that time, and then they were thrown away with them, and they never replenished, and they came back from Yunnan, and lost seven, only one of them was left in Beijing at home, and this time they were also carried west by the fat man.

The fat man rummaged through his luggage for a long time before he found the black donkey's hooves and handed them into my hands. I put two slaps with my hands, it didn't work, I was not sure, just give it a try, if it didn't work, it would be providential.

I was about to make a move, but was stopped by Shirley Yang: "You want the living to eat the hooves of the black donkey?" Absolutely not, this will kill people, and effective medical measures must be taken against the lama. ”

I said to Shirley Yang: "Eight hundred miles away from this Guge ruins, it is a miracle that you can find a herdsman, and where can you find a doctor?" Although my method is earthy, it also has its origins, and it is by no means for Lama Ake to eat the black donkey's hooves in his mouth. It's important to save people now, it's too late to tell you carefully, if you don't get rid of the fur of that black murderer, not only will the life of the iron rod lama not be saved, but people will die more and more. ”

My last sentence made everyone speechless, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense again, and I don't know who found out about the situation, and exclaimed, so that everyone could see the lama's face. Outside the abandoned castle, it has long since stopped raining, but the dull rumbling of thunder is continuous. The fire in the stone house, because no one had added dry cow dung to it, was about to be extinguished, and the dim light of the fire shone on the face of the iron rod lama, and everyone gasped when they saw it, and the iron rod lama's body stiffened, and a layer of extremely fine black fluff grew on his face.

This originally well-behaved living person is now like a zombie about to undergo a corpse transformation.

I said to everyone, "Don't panic, it's just a corpse, it's still too late to save people." Light a smaller fire...... Also a bowl of water, a straw at least 20 centimeters or more, the sooner the better. ”

Uncle Ming also knows that this iron rod lama is an important person, with him, many problems in ancient Tibetan customs can be easily solved, and he is also proficient in Tibetan medicine, with his help, go to Karamir to find the nine-story demon tower on the top of the dragon, you can get twice the result with half the effort, in public and private, you can't help but save people, and immediately take Peter Huang and Han Shuna to help save people.

I examined the palm of the lama's right hand, and it was the most severe, swollen to the elbow, the punctured hole in the finger was as big as a pea, and half of the arm was black and purple.

Looking at the situation of the Iron Rod Lama, it was at stake, I held the black donkey's hooves tightly in my hand, and I kept thinking in my heart, it would be nice if there were a few more, one black donkey's hooves were too few. Although I told everyone just now that it was still too late to save the lama, it seems that now I am not one-tenth of sure, but if I don't do anything, I can only watch him die slowly......

I was weighing the pros and cons in my heart, and even a little hesitant, Shirley Yang gently patted me on the shoulder: "It's all ready, but where can I find any wheat pipes on this Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the guide Tashi removed his copper cigarette pouch tubes, can you see if it is applicable?" ”

I took it from Shirley Young's hand, and it was the brass pipe of a hookah, slender and hollow, just right. I moved the iron-roded lamas to the small fire they had just lit, poured out half of the large bowl of water, and placed the rest under the lama's right hand, then took out the paratrooper knife and cut off a small piece of the old, hard black donkey's hoof.

Everyone gathered around the fire, watching my every move with concern, and Shirley Yang asked me, "Do you still want the lama master to eat the hooves of the black donkey?" This thing will kill you if you eat it, even if you cut it into small pieces. ”

The fat man also expressed his doubts and said, "Commander Hu, Uncle Lama hasn't lost his breath yet, do you really want to use him as a big dumpling to deal with him?" ”

Uncle Ming also asked, "Can the black donkey's hooves cure diseases?" Solution? ”

I puffed my teeth and said to a few onlookers: "Comrades, don't gossip about making trouble, okay?" In this world, there is a thing and a thing, this is the reason of creation, of course the iron rod lama is not a zombie, but his current situation seems to be entangled by corpse qi, only with the black donkey's hooves to burn the smoke, to smoke the sore, will be saved. If you have any other way, speak up quickly, and if not, don't delay me in saving people. ”

Shirley Yang, the fat man, Uncle Ming and others felt inexplicable, and said in unison: "Smoked? ”

I did not argue with them any more, but took out a small piece of dry cow dung from the fire, which was burning vigorously, and then put a small piece of black donkey's hooves together with it, and when the black donkey's hooves came to the fire, a lot of green smoke immediately came out. Strange to say, the smoke was neither black nor white, gently swirling, and the smoke gradually rose on the fire, except for a strange smell of rotten leaves, there was no special smell, and it made people cry.

I waved my hand and told everyone to take a few steps back, not so tightly as not to get their eyes damaged by the smoke, and then soaked the middle finger of the iron rod lama's right hand in clear water to dissolve the pus and blood at the edge of the hole.

It suddenly occurred to me that the middle finger of a person belongs to the heart, and if the corpse qi is entangled in the heart, then even if the hooves of Zhang Guolao's black donkey in the Eight Immortals are brought, I am afraid that he will not be able to save the life of the lama.

A small piece of black donkey's hooves was added, and to see the smoke accumulate, I took the brass pipe in my mouth and blew the smoke into the wound of the lama's finger. In less than half a minute, I saw that there was clear water flowing out of the hole in the fingertip, and more than a bowl flowed. When I saw that it had a miraculous effect, I was so happy that I lost the rhythm of my breathing, and when I inhaled with a cigarette pipe in my mouth, I immediately inhaled a large mouthful of smoke, choking my snot and tears, and I felt the indescribable nausea in my chest, and my mind was spinning, so I quickly handed the cigarette pipe to the fat man, and asked him to replace me temporarily.

I went outside the door and vomited for a while, breathed a few mouthfuls of the air after the rain, and then I felt a little better, and when I returned to the ancient bunker, there was no longer clear water flowing out of the fingertips of the iron rod lama, and the wound seemed to be blocked by something from the inside, and I shone it with a flashlight, and there seemed to be a black object inside.

Shirley Yang hurriedly found a small tweezer, eliminated the sterilization, clamped the black object in the wound, and gently pulled it out, and at a glance, it turned out to be a clump of black hair, all rolled and knotted, I don't know how to get in. Then the black donkey's hooves were burned and smoked, and the water flowed out again, and after a while, a messy mass of hair was taken out of it.

I saw that every time I took out some black hair, the black fluff on the lama's face seemed to be lightened, and thankfully, it seemed that there was finally a rescue, as long as the black hair of those zombies was removed before the remaining half of the black donkey's hooves were used up, and all the black hair on the zombie could be ensured.

The lama's life was saved, and my hanging heart finally relaxed, lit a cigarette, and sat on the ground while smoking and watched Shirley Yang and others rescue the iron lama. At this time, Uncle Ming came over and asked me, he wanted to know why the black donkey's hooves worked wonders against zombies. Soon after, when the expedition entered Karamir in the Kunlun Mountains, it should have prepared a large number of them in abundance in case of emergency, and after returning to Hong Kong, they should also keep more than 100 at home.

My earliest knowledge of the black donkey's hooves came from my grandfather's story. At that time, my grandfather often told that kind of story, such as a young man, greedy for night road, halfway to live in a dilapidated and uninhabited ancient temple, halfway through the night, just half of sleeping, from the outside sky, flew down a zombie, that kind of thing is called flying zombie, the zombie is holding a big girl, maybe caught from somewhere else, when he arrives in the temple, he wants to eat the big girl's flesh, drink the big girl's blood. The young man acted bravely and stuffed the black donkey's hooves into the zombie's mouth, and the zombie was finished. The young man and the big girl fell in love at first sight, and then it was time to do what to do.

Later, when I was a little older, I was no longer interested in this kind of retarded story, and at that time my grandfather would tell me some real experiences, or folklore, but he didn't know much about the origin of the black donkey's hooves, except that it was a kind of professional tomb robber who touched the gold school captain, and could deal with the zombies in the ancient tomb mound. Zombies have a long history and many legends, and the reason why it can pounce on people is all because of the fine hairs that grow on the corpse, according to Shirley Yang's point of view, it may be a kind of corpse fungus stimulated by bioelectricity, and the aggravated changes. But whether this is the case, we have no way of knowing, we only know that there are some items used to restrain corpses, all of which have good effects, not just this one.

Uncle Ming suddenly realized: "Oh, if I talk about it like this, I will understand, just like the Maoshan technique is to use peach wood, and to touch the golden captain to use the hooves of a black donkey, according to what your brother Hu said last time, it is to kill pigs and buttocks, and each has its own way of killing." ”

I said, "Uncle Ming, you have a really good memory, but in fact, we are like-minded." are all aiming to make a fortune, and the methods that can be used are very different, just like your ancestors' work of carrying corpses and turning over the kiln, don't you also have to go out to worship the thirteen-whiskered porcelain cat first, and then bring three double yolk eggs before you dare to do it? ”

In the past, I also sat in the well and watched the sky, thinking that the hooves of the black donkey could only be stuffed into the mouth of zombies, but in fact, there are many uses, which are unheard of. Later, in the steamed bun shop in Beijing, I heard Chen Blind talk in detail about the use of black donkey hooves and other things.

Legend has it that in the early years, there was a captain who touched gold and worked in Yandang Mountain. Suddenly, there was a heavy thunderstorm, thunderbolt and lightning, a hole was opened in the mountain, and when I leaned in, the hole was like a house, and it was an ancient tomb. So this captain fell down the rope, and saw that there was a huge coffin in the inner palace of the cave, and when he opened it, he saw that the deceased lying inside had a white beard and abdomen, and his appearance was very great, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance. From the mouth of the corpse, get a bead, and from the coffin get an ancient sword. If you want to look at it again, the coffin and the underground palace, blown by the mountain wind poured in from the outside, they were all turned into ashes, only in the stone tablet in the cave found two preserved ancient characters that can still be identified "Daye", judging from this, this should be the ancient mound of the Sui Dynasty.

When he went out, his ankle was inadvertently knocked by a hard object, and he felt a slight pain at the time, and did not pay attention to it, but after returning home, he washed his feet with warm water, and saw a small blister on the abrasion, so he felt itchy and painful, and the whole leg began to gradually turn black and ulcerate. There happened to be an old friend to visit, this old friend is a doctor, there are many family secret recipes, as soon as I touched the wound on Captain Jin's feet, I knew that it was pierced by the mane of the corpse, and I urgently ordered people to find black dog shit, as long as the kind of dry and white, but I couldn't find it, and I was in a hurry to turn around, and then I found the black donkey hooves kept in Captain Jin's house. According to the ancient recipe, this thing also has the same effect on ghosts and evil things, so they burn the smoke and smoke it, and take out many white hairs like beards from the wounds. After that, this secret recipe began to be used by Captain Touching Gold.

I told Uncle Ming this, mainly because I wanted to distract my energy a little, because the life of the iron rod lama hung by a thread, which made me feel a lot of psychological pressure, what if the black donkey's hooves were not enough, this pessimistic thought, I didn't dare to think about it at all.

At this time, Shirley Yang seemed to notice that something was wrong with the Iron Rod Lama, and hurriedly turned back to greet me: "Come and see, what is this?" ”