The Bon elder sacrificed himself in order to destroy the evil spirits, and the villagers took his instructions and buried the ashes of Prince Tusi on the top of Mount Dagadoma, and built a Bon temple where the ashes were buried, which is now Doma Temple. At the same time, in order to prevent the remaining walking corpses from attacking the villagers at night, they began to build a specially designed low-door earthen hut according to the instructions of the Bon elders, so that the walking corpses who could only walk upright could no longer enter the house.

The walking corpse relied on sucking the blood of living creatures to gain power, because it could no longer attack humans, and cattle and sheep and other livestock were driven dozens of miles away by local herders. It didn't take long for the walking corpses to perish on their own.

Since then, nothing like this has happened for more than 200 years, and people have even forgotten about it, but they did not expect that the temple collapsed due to a mudslide, and the evil spirits that had been sealed under the temple reappeared.

After listening to Uncle Qiangba's story, Wen Qingshan pondered for a moment and said: "But isn't the Tusi prince who was possessed by the evil spirit already burned to ashes, and he has been buried underground for more than two hundred years, so he should have turned into dust a long time ago, how can he come out and harm people again?" ”

Uncle Qiangba said: "It was not the Prince Tusi who came out to harm people, when the Doma Temple collapsed, there happened to be a corpse in the temple, and this corpse has not been found so far, and it is very likely that a corpse has occurred." ”

"Why are there corpses in the temple?" I asked, puzzled.

Professor Dong said: "This is not surprising, behind the Doma Temple is the celestial burial platform, and the deceased will generally be placed in the temple for two nights before the celestial burial, and the monks in the temple will spend the soul of the deceased. ”

"What's the Celestial Burial Table?" Cheap asked curiously, this guy didn't do any homework before he came to Tibet, and he almost didn't understand anything.

Professor Dong explained, "In Tibetan areas, there are three ways to bury people after death, namely; Sky burial, water burial, and earth burial. Sky burial is one of the most common burial customs, also known as bird burial. In the minds of the Tibetan people, the eagle comes from heaven and is a messenger of God, and Tibetans who believe in Buddhism or Bon believe that the soul of the deceased can be brought to heaven by means of sky burial. The place where the sky burial is carried out is the sky burial platform, which is generally built on higher ground. ”

The cheap stuck out his tongue: "It's cruel enough to let the birds peck at the corpse." ”

Professor Dong turned his head and asked Uncle Qiangba, "Then after these three corpses were raised, did they attack anyone?" ”

Uncle Qiangba shook his head and said, "That's not true!" ”

I can't help but feel a little surprised, because the walking corpse sucks blood to replenish spiritual power, and human blood is the best choice for replenishing spiritual power, and animal blood is relatively much inferior. Therefore, generally speaking, the main target of the walking corpse is still people, and livestock will only be targeted as a last resort.

I asked, "Since you haven't attacked anyone, how can you be sure that it's a walking corpse?" ”

Uncle Jampa said: "At the scene of the attack on the sheep and yaks, many footprints were found on the ground, which looked like they were left barefoot, and the body that was placed in the temple at that time was barefoot. ”

After listening to what Uncle Qiangba said, he sighed on the side: "I didn't expect to encounter such an evil thing when I came to Tibet. ”

Wen Qingshan on the side said with a smile: "You two are experts in dealing with this evil thing, now that you are here, you should do a good deed and get rid of that evil spirit for the people in the village." ”

When Uncle Qiangba heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at me and the cheap and asked, "Can you deal with the evil spirits?" ”

The cheap said proudly: "Of course, what our Qibao Zhai is best at is dealing with evil ......."

I was afraid that he would not be able to finish the scene in the end, so I hurriedly interrupted him and said: "After all, we haven't figured out what it is, and we didn't bring any magic weapons to ward off evil spirits this time, so I don't dare to say that we will definitely be able to deal with it, but we can try it." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Uncle Qiangba said excitedly: "If you can really deal with the evil spirits, it will be equivalent to saving our whole village, and you will become the most honored guest of our Dagadoma Village." ”

The original intention of what I said just now was that we may not be able to deal with the evil spirit, but Uncle Qiangba obviously only heard the last sentence, and when he saw that he was very excited, it was as if he had found a savior, and I didn't want to disappoint him, so I smiled helplessly and didn't say anything more.

That night, Uncle Qiangba arranged for us to live in his house and Tashi Dorjee's house next door, although Tashi Dorjee was not at home, but his house did not have a door lock, just covered by a thick curtain, in fact, the doors in this area are basically like this, in Tibetans, the same village people are like brothers, and generally few foreigners come, so everyone is not worried about theft, and really do not close the door at night.

All in all, this is the first time we have slept in the house since we entered Tibet, although there is no bed in the house, just a bunk, and because there is not enough quilt, we still use our own sleeping bags, but it still feels much better than sleeping in the car or sleeping in a tent, the key is to be steady.

That night, I soon fell asleep, and fell asleep very deeply, and had a strange dream, in which I dreamed that after crossing a snowy plateau covered with snow and ice, we found a jungle in a valley covered with dense greenery, which seemed to be completely unaffected by the highland climate, and the forest was extremely lush with vegetation, birds and beasts, and even many strange creatures that I had never seen before.

I don't know why I had such a strange dream, but after all, it was just a dream, and I didn't think much of it.

Early the next morning, we were still asleep, we were woken up by a dog barking and the sound of people talking, not long after getting up, Uncle Qiangba ran to tell us that last night another villager's livestock was attacked by walking corpses, this time, it was two yaks and a Tibetan mastiff, as in the previous situation, the blood was sucked dry.

As soon as we heard this, we immediately came to our senses and immediately said that we wanted to go to the scene to have a look.

Uncle Qiangba didn't say a word, but immediately collapsed his waist knife, put on his shotgun, and led us to the place where the livestock attack had occurred.

It was not far from us, and under the guidance of Uncle Qiangba, we came to a clearing on the mountainside, and in this clearing there was a large area surrounded by a wall of stones, about a meter high, and within the wall were herds of yaks, twenty or thirty of them, perhaps because of fright.

Professor Dong told us that this is the most common kind of cattle pen in Tibetan pastoral areas, where yaks are generally raised in the form of wild grazing, and the cattle are not required to return to the cattle pen every night, but because of the recent livestock attack, just in case, at night, the herdsmen drove the cattle back into the cattle pen, but they did not expect this to happen.

On the grass outside the cattle pen, two yaks and a large Tibetan mastiff were lying nearby, and two herders with shotguns on their backs were standing next to them and discussing something, their expressions angry and a little frightened.

Uncle Qiangba led us to the carcasses of the two yaks, and I saw that the size of the yak was not ordinarily large, it was much larger than the adult buffalo in the inland area, and I was afraid that it would weigh four or five hundred pounds. And the size of the Tibetan mastiff is not small, although it is slightly smaller than the Tibetan mastiff of Uncle Qiangba's house, but compared with ordinary dogs, it is still much larger.

The bodies of the yak and the Tibetan mastiff were covered in blood on their necks, and two blood holes were clearly visible, but no blood had long since flowed out of the blood holes.

The caliber of the two blood holes is not small, almost three fingers wide, and the distance between the two blood holes is about twelve or thirteen centimeters.

Wen Qingshan put on a pair of rubber gloves, carefully inserted his fingers into one of the blood holes and tried it, raised his head and said: "This should be the tooth mark left by the monster that attacked the yak, it is ten centimeters deep, and the diameter must be three centimeters, Shi Yu, can the blood teeth of the walking corpse grow so thick?" ”

I shook my head and said, "The walking corpse's bloody teeth are sharp and slender, it is impossible to be so thick, and you see, the distance between these two holes must be a palm's width, and the walking corpse is still a person after all before the corpse transformation, just ask who can have such a wide mouth." ”

Wen Qingshan nodded and said, "That's right, so, it shouldn't be the walking corpse that attacked the herd, but some other fierce beast." ”

Professor Dong took Wen Qingshan's words and said: "In Tibet, the only thing that can pose a threat to yaks is the snow leopard......

Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Qiangba immediately waved his hand and said, "It can't be a snow leopard!" ”

"Why are you so sure you're not a snow leopard?" Professor Dong asked rhetorically.

Uncle Qiangba did not answer Professor Dong, but turned to speak in Tibetan to one of the herdsmen standing nearby. I don't know what they said, but the herdsman immediately led everyone aside.

Seabeard asked Basang curiously, "Brother, where is he taking us?" ”

Basang said, "Uncle Qiangba said to let him take everyone to see the footprints left by the monster. ”

The herdsman led us to a large puddle of cow dung not far from the cattle pen, pointed his hand to the puddle of cow dung, and said something in Tibetan.

I looked down and was taken aback to see a huge paw print on the pool of cow dung that had not yet been dried.