I shook it with a flashlight, and found that its eyes did not have black eyeballs, and they flashed and reflected like cats under the flashlight; The teeth in his mouth seem to have turned into fangs, his hands are black, and his skin is covered with bones like chicken paws under the flashlight.

"What the fuck is this?" I searched my mind for any demon I knew, but I couldn't find any type that could match it.

Although the demon spirit is said to be the reincarnation of the Lama Monk, but for now, this may be just wishful thinking on the part of the Lama Monk, not to mention whether he can retain all his consciousness, it is impossible to walk and speak like an ordinary person, not to mention that he looks like a monster, I really don't know what the Lama thinks in his heart when he knows that he has become like this.

The demon screamed, turned and ran.

At this time, when Sister Buddha saw that the demon spirit was about to run, she rushed to the front of it with a bang, and raised her hand with a knife. The demon spirit stretched out his hand to block it, only to hear a click, and the blocking hand immediately fell to the ground, and I was shocked to see this scene.

It stands to reason that this demon spirit is also a powerful thing, and it is so vulnerable in front of Sister Buddha, if this is really the case, then why is the long-cherished wish that the Buddha Lama has been pursuing?

Of course, it is also possible that the Soul Transference Gyala is a fool's dream, and the Lama is just a demon. However, I have a vague feeling that maybe things are not so easy.

However, what I didn't expect was that after the demon spirit's hand fell, a cloud of black mist immediately erupted from the remaining half of his arm.

"Be careful!"

Everyone was immediately surrounded by black mist.

The demon spirit immediately let out a muffled howl, and began to struggle and roll on the ground like a headless fly, and the weasel's housekeeping ability is to release a peculiar smell to anesthetize the enemy when it encounters a strong enemy, and then wait for an opportunity to attack or escape.

At this time, this trick of the demon spirit is obviously evolved from the habits of the weasel itself, but the black qi at this time is obviously not just a peculiar smell.

With this black breath, the demon spirit sizzled twice in warning, and jumped to run away again.

But Sister Buddha will not give up, the demon spirit has not run out of two steps, Sister Buddha got up from the ground, and jumped in front of the demon spirit again, but this time she also had a long heart, and did not attack directly like just now, but turned left and right around the demon spirit.

At this time, the demon spirit fully showed vigilance, and from time to time he howled and demonstrated with his head at Sister Buddha, but he did not dare to take the initiative to attack.

While Sister Buddha and the demon spirit were stalemate with each other, Sister Meng helped me wrap the wound with gauze, and then poured alcohol on the wound.

She reversed the procedure, and it was said that by doing so, the alcohol would penetrate itself into the gauze, which would be better disinfected.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a loud sound of water behind me. This sound frightened my hands, and Sister Meng thought that my wound was painful, so she called out, and hurriedly said, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It's okay......" As soon as I turned around, the pores on my body immediately contracted.

I saw that the pile of rubble on the opposite side was empty, but the demon spirit was gone.

"Sister Buddha, what about that thing?"

Sister Buddha shook her head and said, "I don't know, I suddenly disappeared." ”

"Come out!" I squatted down and searched in the dark, and when I squatted down, I suddenly felt something dripping on my head, and when I touched it with my hand, it was sticky, and I hurriedly looked up and shone it with a flashlight, and I was so frightened that I saw a black paste on the top of the cave.

"Up there!" I was alarmed.

The demon spirit was illuminated by the flashlight, snorted, and pounced directly.

I quickly kicked the ground, and the whole person flew out sideways backwards, and hit the cave wall with a bang, and the flashlight also snapped and fell on a stone platform on the cave wall. The demon spirit slammed into the air, slapped the large font on the ground, and then quickly stood up again.

The flashlight was on the stone platform, and the light just shone on the opposite side, just freeing up a hand for me. I slowly stood up, drew my dagger as well, and gasped for breath to observe the movement of the thing on the other side.

There was a stalemate for about a minute, and the demon stood motionless where it had fallen. However, at this time, I found that the arm of the demon spirit that was cut off by Sister Buddha actually grew a new arm at this time, but this new arm was smooth and delicate, relatively small, and at this moment, different parts of his body were molting.

"Oops!" That's when I realized that the demons were transforming.

"Lin Kun, look!" At this time, Sister Meng reminded me.

I looked down and saw the forbidden ring in my hand flickering, just as it had been when the strange baby on the prairie was born that day.

At the same time, the forbidden ring on Sister Meng's hand also shone brightly.

"Divine and Ghost Contract!"

"It seems that there is a real possibility that the Lama will be resurrected!" I couldn't help but feel a chill down my back.

"The opportunity is now!" Sister Meng reminded, "If you don't kill it at this time, it will definitely be a disaster in the future!" ”

At this moment, I realized my mistake, the birth of the Soul Shifting Leaf may not be exactly the same as that of the Strange Baby, the Soul Shifting Leaf can continue to metamorphose and grow, which explains how the demon spirit in Pumdava's belly is born and grows up quickly.

"This guy is growing up so fast, he has to hurry!"

With that, I rushed forward, took advantage of the fact that the demon spirit was still molting, and cut off its head with a knife.

Just when I thought I was done and was about to go back, I was suddenly hugged by a pair of hands; Then he jumped backwards and jumped to the side with a bang. I struggled to turn around, so frightened that I almost didn't pee out, the demon spirit that had been cut off by myself just now had its head back, and it had two more rows of teeth.

This face has long been unable to tell which is the eye and which is the nose, but at the position of the mouth, there are two more rows of shark-like sharp teeth than just now, and the black gas is snorting out.

"Ahh I tried to break free from the hands that held me, but these hands were like iron ropes, no matter how hard I tried, I still held on to them.

However, what made me despair the most was not the hands holding me, but the nails on these hands, which grew rapidly at this time, and grew two or three centimeters long in a few seconds, and the direction in which the nails grew was my chest.

"Fuck it!"

I tried my best to break free.

"Look for death!" At the same time, Sister Meng also made a move.

A red light from the finger of her left hand pierced the demon's back, and she saw her two long fingers on the back of the object's head, and then with a flick, the thumb went to the back of its head.

At this moment, the thing opened a bloody mouth and bit down on my neck, Sister Meng said that it was too late, and she poked it with her sword, and a red light shot into the back of its head, and then it was annihilated.

With a "whoop", the demon collapsed to the ground.

Then the body seemed to be dehydrated and became dry.

"Dead?" I kicked a few times on my toes.

"Have you been around for so long that you don't even know how to use the forbidden?" Sister Meng sneered and took a few breaths.

"Hahaha, who says it's not, this really takes a lot of practice, practice makes perfect."

……

The bright moon is eclipsed, and the dark clouds cover the top.

Heavy rain poured down all over the sky.

The matter of the demon spirit has finally come to an end.

Next, it's Pumdava to deal with.

However, in the vast sea of people, how to find it has become a problem.

At this time, I suddenly remembered what the Lama said before he died, about an ancient marriage system in Tibet, the polyandry system. This is an obsession, perhaps, to solve the current doubts.

Pumdava is bent on being loyal to the Lama of the Buddha, even at the expense of himself, but also to give birth to a demon spirit for him, and the mental journey of these two people should have some kind of fit.

After much inquiry, I met a man named Rob in Lhasa.

"What's so strange about this, I have three brothers and a sister-in-law." Rob took a sharp drag on his cigarette, the corner of his eye twinking at my reaction.

I was blown away.

His eyes widened, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

I pulled Rob to sit down, cramped and slightly excited, and I didn't even know where to ask. Rob himself took the initiative to speak.

"This is actually very common in our Shigatse region."

"Does a woman belong to a different family?"

"No, polyandry women are married to their own brothers."

"Won't there be disputes between brothers?"

"No, it won't."

"If they want to have sex with this woman, such as your brother and sister-in-law, how can they be sure?" I thought about this question for a while before I asked it.

"Generally, if you want to have a relationship with this woman, hang a shoe at the door, and other people will take the initiative to avoid it."

Despite the many conversations that night, I expressed my incomprehension of this form of marriage. It's the Tibetan New Year soon, and I have time to go to Rob's house to have a look.

His home is in Bailang County, Shigatse Prefecture - a small county town very close to the city of Shigatse, originally the only way from Lhasa to Shigatse, and later after the new construction of National Highway 318, it bypassed this county, and the development of the entire county was slowly abandoned. The county is probably best known for its abundance of furniture and vegetables – vegetables are extremely rare in the high-altitude Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the vegetable greenhouses in Bailang County are precious.

When I arrived in Bailang County at noon on the 30th day of the Tibetan calendar, there were very few people in the county, and Rob was waiting for me at the only intersection in the county, and then we went to buy ghee, candy and other New Year's goods, and he called home, and about an hour later, a man came over with a tractor.

"This is my eldest brother." Rob said.

I took one look, a man of about 30 years old, with a scruffy beard, a dirty face, and black and red skin, smiling innocently.

We got on the tractor and arrived at their village in 20 minutes.

The first is to enter a large courtyard with the smell of animal feces such as cows and horses. I walked in and went up to the second floor.

Two-story courtyards are very common in Tibet, and some people don't even live on the first floor, but they are keen to live upstairs.

We went upstairs, turned the hallway, and saw the back of a woman, sitting next to a loom similar to ours of the very old one.