Kagon told us that ahead of us was the peak of Garenpo, which was a sacred mountain. I was surprised and thought we would have to walk a long way to reach Garenpo Peak, but I didn't expect that this village of Choka was located at the foot of the mountain.

I said, "Kagon, Grandpa is in this village?" Gagon nodded. Yang Laolai said: "I have really been to this place. ”

We looked at Lao Lai, and he said: "In the early years, I also tossed around in the ** Demon Country, and I also went to this Zhuoka Village to see the prophet. But ......" Zhao Er asked, "Senior Yang, but what?" Yang Laolai said: "When you see her, you will know."

We looked at Lao Lai, and he said: "In the early years, I also tossed around in the ** Demon Country, and I also went to this Zhuoka Village to see the prophet. But ......" Zhao Er asked, "Senior Yang, but what?" Yang Laolai said: "When you see her, you will know." I asked Kagon, "Isn't there still a long way to get to Garenpo Peak?" ”

Kagon said yes, it is true that we have to go a long way to get there, because we are only at the beginning of the whole mountain range of the gorge. In the remote part of the village of Choka there are a few small red and white houses made of adobe bricks, which Kagon says are the monastery of the Prophet.

I was a little disappointed to see these adobe houses, in my impression, the temples should be very tall, but I didn't expect it to be so shabby, even the slightly better houses I saw in the south are not comparable. Gagong said that there is an ancient Chinese saying that the mountain is not high, but the immortal is spiritual.

We walked into the monastery, and Kagon arranged for us to go into a room with a thick blanket, but it was dirty, and you could see that the blanket was quite old, at least a few decades old, but it was still soft and comfortable to step on, and there was no bed in it.

But there were a few low tables, like the kind of coffee table on the kang, and Gagong said that we could just sleep on the floor, so that we wouldn't catch a cold, and then each of us poured a cup of hot butter tea for us. I took a sip, it was really fragrant, blew on the hot air, picked up the cup and took a few big sips.

Seeing that I liked to drink, Kagon put the teapot with butter tea next to me. Then two small oil lamps were lit on the coffee table. said: "A few Buddhas, now take a rest here." I'm going to see the prophet. ”

At this time, a Tibetan mastiff suddenly came in from the door, looked at it with a big head, and said, "This is a dog, it is a little lion." ”

Gagong said, "This Tibetan mastiff's name is Battell, and it is the name of a Mongolian. It was originally a Mongol who rescued him from the wilderness. "The Tibetan mastiff Batel was squatting beside him, motionless, and I went over and patted it on the head, and it was very obedient. Liu Yidao put down the cup in his hand and wanted to come over and touch Battle, but before he touched it, Battle roared violently, which scared Liu Yidao and crawled back in fright.

This time, Xiao Jiu pointed at Liu Yidao and laughed, Liu Yidao was very faceless, he couldn't get off the stage, and scolded in his mouth: "I rely on this brute, sooner or later, I will fucking pull out your skin." Something like that.

Di Wei said in a half-time: "Yidaoxian, do you know that the dogs in this Tibetan place are all guarded by the gods?" ”

Liu Yidao said: "If you know a fart, I know that since I picked up the knife, no beast dares to yell at me." After speaking, he took out the golden knife on his waist, and then with a cold light, he walked over to the Tibetan mastiff.

After walking a few steps, Gagon said, "Buddha, Battle must be because you are too angry, don't be surprised." Liu Yidao also felt that his behavior was a little too much, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Master Gagong, I just scare and scare." Don't take it seriously.

The Kagong Lama said, "You have a good night's rest today, and then we will go and see the Prophet in a moment." "I didn't sleep much this way, so when Master Mu Chi said that everyone should rest, I immediately took a thick blanket and draped it over myself, and fell asleep not long after lying on the ground. I don't know much about the rest of the story.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a bubble of urine, and the oil lamp on the coffee table emitted a very faint light, dim and dim. I saw that they were still sleeping, so I crept up from the ground and walked outside, it was very cold outside, the cold wind was biting, I wanted to pee at the gate of the monastery It would be disrespectful to the gods of Tibet, so I walked out a few dozen meters.

Seeing that there seemed to be a deep gutter in front of him, he thought that it should be okay to be convenient here, so he immediately unbuttoned his pants, took out his gun, and began to strafe. Halfway through the pee, suddenly a hairy guy walked past me and swaggered, and I was so frightened that I almost shrunk my. I quickly fastened the and zipped up, wondering what this thing was.

Staring wide-eyed, it turned out to be a dog? Or is it a wolf? I couldn't believe my eyes, I had heard of Zang Wolf before I came, but I heard that basically when it was time to fight the four evils, it was already defeated.

I was looking closely, wasn't this the kind of weasel, this weasel swaggering past me with a big belly, standing on its feet like a human. However, this one looks more like a woman when it walks, and it is about the size of an adult Shiba Inu. It didn't take me seriously at all, and I was stunned when I saw it take a few steps forward.

Then he looked back at me, his blood-red eyes were full of evil energy, his beard was silvery white on both sides, and there was a red flower on his head. Does this thing still dress itself? I saw that the red flower was very stained on it, but somehow, I didn't feel very scared, except for a little bit of confusion, but was still very curious.

The weasel looked back at me and then turned away, and I followed it out of curiosity. This gutter became narrower and narrower the further I went, and after walking for dozens of minutes, I saw a hole under the gutter, and I suddenly remembered the story of Wong Tai Sin that my friends in the Northeast told me in those years, and I was really a little weak.

There was a faint glimmer of light from the hole, and after it got into it, I hesitated for a moment, and then it turned its head and squeaked at me a few times, I thought about what it could do to me with a big thing like a mouse, and then lay on the ground and got into it.

Entering the cave I suddenly felt a chill and then dizzy. I was just trying to figure it out when I suddenly saw a man at the entrance of the cave. The look was very familiar, and I tentatively shouted: "Crooked mouth, crooked mouth, don't scare me." "I walked forward, my mother, a thing in a crooked garment, but with a weasel face.

It's like the thousand-year-old corpse that the third master changed before. I turned my face over the other and then the thing was chasing after me, and I ran in front. As I ran, I suddenly felt someone scratching me from behind, and when I turned my head, I saw a face that looked like a rakshasa, and then I fainted in fright.

As soon as I woke up, a face suddenly appeared in front of me. The two ends are pointed and wide in the middle, and a pair of small eyes are flashing and glowing red. There is no distinction between a man and a woman on this face, but this head has a traditional Tibetan braid on it.

Because yesterday the weasel was so frightened that he rolled on the carpet in fright, and then shouted: "Crooked mouth, big head, help me." Wong Tai Sin, Wong Tai Sin. Suddenly, someone grabbed me by the collar and shook me violently, and I was stunned and saw that it was a crooked mouth. I gradually calmed down and said, "Where am I?" ”

Suddenly, I heard Gagong speak: "Little Ye Buddha, you received a shock last night. This Tibetan prophet saved you. "When I looked at the man, it was still the same as I had just seen.

This is a thousand-year-old rat essence, and it took me half a day to react. Looking at the room full of people, Yang Laolai said: "Qiangzi, this is the prophet I introduced to you, don't hurry up and come to visit." Yang Lao Lai said as he gave me a look. I bumped my guts and walked over: "Meet the front." The rat-like woman said, "You are the grandson of King Ye Long?" I nodded and said, "I don't know ...... ahead" Yang Laolai hurriedly came over and said: "This Tibetan name is Zhuoren Lingma, and the name of the Han nationality is Ke Xiangu." The woman waved her hand and said in fluent Chinese, "It's okay, why are you provoking Tibetan rats?" ”