Luo Sangui's people obviously didn't expect Zhou Hezi to come with such a hand, and they just now patronized the oxygen tank but threw away the gun, so they were all obediently stunned.

Luo Sangui suddenly said angrily: "Don't you know how to lift the surname Zhou, I have put up with you just now, what do you still want?" ”

Zhou Haozi said: "Hehe, I never asked you to settle the account for the incident when you abolished my brother, just for a Ming weapon that is not worth five hundred yuan, as for such a dead hand picked his hamstrings?"

Now that I'm in this place, I won't mention much of the previous grievances and grievances, but I have more important things to solve, and the Thousand-Faced Demon King can only belong to me, and bringing you will only cause me trouble, so I hope you Luo Sangui can be a little more interesting, otherwise my gun won't have eyes!

While I'm not angry yet, get out of here! ”

Luo Sangui waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, I admit that I did it wrong before, but it was also your brother who cheated and sold fakes first, didn't we make this matter clear at that time."

I'm curious, what else could be so important to you? ”

Zhou Haozi said jokingly: "Without you, it's very important to me!" ”

Luo Sangui's face turned blue with anger, and he said angrily: "Don't think I can't do anything about you!" ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, as if he had given some order.

A bullet immediately flew in the distance, and it hit Zhou Haozi's shoulder firmly.

Everyone was confused in an instant, I hurriedly looked around, and saw that there was a black spot on the valley where Luo Sangui and them stopped just now, which was obviously a sniper ambushed by Luo Sangui.

After Zhou Haozi was shot, he leaned back and fell directly to the ground.

Jin Hu and I hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but at the same time, Luo Sangui's men also surrounded us and pointed their guns at us.

In this way, we have completely become prisoners, and the yellow-haired man under Luo Sangui brutally snatched Zhou Haozi's gun, and smashed him on the head with the butt of the gun.

Jin Hu said angrily: "It's unruly, everyone has been shot, and you still come here like this, isn't this killing people?" As he spoke, he wanted to hit the yellow hair.

I hurriedly stopped Jin Hu and asked him to rummage through his backpack to find a hemostatic bandage, at this time Zhou Haozi had almost fainted, although that shot was not fatal, but the trauma was not small, if it was not dealt with in time, I am afraid his life would have to be put on hold here.

It is estimated that Luo Sangui was also a little worried when he saw Zhou Haozi's injury, after all, he still needed this person, so he called his younger brother who knew a little medical skills to help me.

After treating the wound, I suggested to Luo Sangui: "Boss Luo, you have also seen it, this shot in my master is not light, at least it will have to slow down for a while before he can act, if he continues to stay here, it will kill him at any time, why don't we withdraw first and find a hospital to heal his injuries before coming in." ”

Who knew that Luo Sangui refused: "That's not good, he has a gunshot wound, no matter where he goes out, he will definitely call the police, won't he get into trouble then?" ”

I hurriedly said: "But this person's life is at stake, you can't just ignore it, he can't last long under the current situation." ”

Luo San said: "You have to think of a way, if the bullet can't be taken out, seal the wound, that heavenly burial platform is not far away, I will let him carry him, it won't take long when the time comes, I just need him to help get the Thousand-Faced Demon King out." ”

I shook my head helplessly, seeing that Luo Sangui's attitude was so resolute, completely ignoring the lives of others, I knew that this kind of outlaw was hard-hearted, and it was useless to say more.

But in such a high-altitude place, it is better to take a bullet than to directly refill the shot, and all I can do is try to ensure that Zhou Hemp does not bleed again.

After a pause, we continued to pull out under the urging of Luo Sangui, and Zhou Haozi was carried by Huang Mao and them in turn, and they had to change people every time they walked.

After walking on and off for a long time, we finally went up to the top of the mountain, and then looked at the back to see that there was a small burial platform, surrounded by long prayer flags, and in the middle was a large rectangular stone slab, which should be used for funerals.

Speaking of which, I have been to Tibetan areas a few times before and know what the herdsmen's sky burials are all about.

Generally speaking, they will not choose a place for burial like our Han people, except for the custom of some areas that will use water burial and cremation, most Tibetan areas are mainly based on sky burial.

The whole process is roughly like this: after death, the family should first take a bath, and then invite the lama to recite the sutras for divination, and when the time for the burial is chosen, relatives and friends will be summoned to carry the deceased to the burial platform with a shroud.

The rest of the process is a bit more brutal, as the lamas recite several verses around the burial platform, on the one hand, for the over-dead, and on the other hand, for the conjuring of a bird of prey, the vulture.

According to the Tibetan view, the core of the so-called celestial burial is the immortality of the soul and the reincarnation of the soul, and death is only the separation of the immortal soul from the old body.

Feeding vultures with one's own skin is a kind of charity, which embodies the highest state of Mahayana Buddhism - self-sacrifice.

So while the lamas chanted the sutras, the vultures were already eyeing each other, and the strange thing was that they never needed to be trained, nor did they need to be attracted by anything, as long as there were corpses on the burial platform, they naturally knew what to do.

After the lamas have finished chanting, a full-time celestial burial master places the body face down on the platform, then dismembered the limbs with a knife and cut into small pieces, while the internal organs are removed.

The celestial undertaker would then signal to the surrounding vultures, and the vultures would immediately swoop down and peck the flesh off the corpse.

The remaining bones have to be broken little by little by the celestial burial master, mixed with barley flour and kneaded into tsamba, and then the blood on the ground is glued clean, and then thrown to the vultures to eat them all, and the whole process of celestial burial is not over at this time.

During this period, family members must also keep watch at all times to ensure that their loved ones can complete the reincarnation completely.

Of course, there are times when the vultures hover over the heavens, no matter how much the lamas chant, instead of coming down to grab food.

According to the Tibetan compatriots, this is because the deceased has done too much evil during his lifetime, and the vultures are unwilling to eat him.

So the family can only use their hands to smear the blood of the deceased on their mouths, and I don't know the specific meaning of this, but as long as there is this action, the vultures are willing to come down and grab food.

However, the heavenly burial platform is generally halfway up the mountain or on the top of the mountain, and the one in front of us is no exception, so I can't figure it out, if it is really as Zhou Haozi said, the thousand-faced demon king is suppressed here, then wouldn't we have to dig three feet into the ground?

I took a closer look at the surroundings of the burial platform, and found that there was nothing else to hide the turf except for the large stone slab, which meant that we didn't know how to dig it even if we wanted to.

Luo Sangui obviously realized this problem, so he asked Zhou Haozi to wake up, so that he could guide him.

Unexpectedly, at this juncture, a little girl in Tibetan clothes suddenly ran over in the distance, holding a whip in her hand and shouting a few words of Tibetan menacingly.

We don't know what it means, but we all know that the Tibetans in the pastoral area are not easy to mess with, and once they do something disrespectful to them, even if it is a little girl, they can call a bunch of strong men to clean you up at any time.

So Yun Jin asked tentatively, "Little sister, do you know how to speak Chinese?" ”

The little girl rolled her eyes and said, "Who are you?" ”

Yun Jin immediately took out a piece of chocolate and said with a smile: "We are here to travel, come, take it!" ”

Who knew that the little girl actually pushed Yun Jin's hand away, and said, "You are all bad people, hurry up, or I will call me Abba." ”

I hurriedly said: "Little sister, don't get excited, where do we look like bad people, the weather is so good today, we just came to see the burial platform and take pictures." ”

As a result, the little girl said unceremoniously: "It's still a lie!" You're all carrying guns! The teacher said that the one with the gun was either a cop or a bad guy! ”

As soon as these words came out, we all laughed, Luo Sangui hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to stuff the gun into the backpack, and then said to the little girl: "We are really not bad people, they are all toy guns, and besides, what can we do with guns in this place." ”

The little girl snorted and said in disbelief: "Then you won't beat my sheep?" ”

Yun Jin replied with a smile: "The little lamb is so cute, how can we do it, if we want to eat meat, of course we have to go to your house to eat, I don't know if you welcome your sister?" ”

The little girl nodded vigorously, as if she believed Yun Jin's words: "Then I just want you to go alone, sister!" ”

I thought to myself, the appearance of this little head means that her family is also nearby, although this place is sparsely populated, but we ignore a common sense question, how can there be no Tibetans in a place with a celestial burial platform!

Thinking about it like this, we were really careless at first, but fortunately we met just a little girl, if we met an adult and saw the gun that Luo Sangui was carrying, it would be a big trouble.

I saw that Luo Sangui was silent, as if he was waiting for Yun Jin to break up the little girl, and I suddenly realized that this might be a good opportunity to relieve Zhou Haozi's injury.

At this time, a man wearing a top hat and carrying a Tibetan knife on his waist rode over, and the little girl immediately shouted at the man excitedly.

I hurriedly told Luo Sangui not to act rashly, otherwise it would cause us trouble, and I took off my backpack again, and stepped forward to meet the Tibetan man.

When he heard that we were here to travel, he obviously didn't believe it, and said in a very blunt tone: "If you come here to travel again, this place has no scenery, you can say it well." ”

I can only continue to make up: "That's right, we are actually reporters from Qinghai TV, and this time we are here for tourism on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is also for stepping on the spot, and we are going to make a TV documentary that reflects the life of your farmers and herdsmen, and we are ready to start filming from here when the time comes." ”

They all laughed at my nonsense Yun Jin, but the Tibetan man took the bait, and immediately said to me very enthusiastically: "Really? Then go to my house, drink milk tea, and you can shoot my home. ”

In the past, I often heard that the Tibetans in the pastoral areas were simple and fierce, but today it seems that this is not wrong at all.

But this is exactly what my purpose is, Zhou Haozi's injury must find a place for him to recuperate for a while, and Luo Sangui does not agree to our temporary withdrawal, but he has no way to oppose the invitation of the Tibetans.