Wait, could it be that this lama was sent to inform us, I don't know why he misunderstood, thinking that we were tigers and lions, and then he shot us? I sat up and said in my heart, Amitabha, this is dead, it seems that this explanation makes the most sense!

The pistol disguise was not right in the first place, and the greatest possibility was that the lama was a layman at all, and he was frightened to make such a strange move.

I immediately rushed to the lama's side to look at it, thinking to myself, Master, I really didn't mean it.

This time there was a lot of care, in the words of the fat man, full of guilt rather than preferential treatment of the captive, and when I was massaging the lama with hot water, suddenly he coughed and the man curled up. I immediately helped him up, and I saw the lama open his eyes, and for a moment he was very confused.

When he saw the fat man see me again, his face suddenly changed and he sat up suddenly, but it was probably that I had hit me too hard, and he stood up and immediately fell to the ground again, and began to vomit.

I waited for him to finish throwing up and pulled him up again, he looked at me and the fat man and said, "What time is it?" and he asked me if I was using a standard sentence in Chinese.

I looked at my watch and told him it was going to be all day. His face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he groped the ground to stand up, so he said, "It's over, it's over, it's dead." ”

As soon as I was about to ask him a question, the lama said, "Don't talk, quick, you quickly close all the doors and windows." Fast...... Fast...... Hurry!"

5. Worse than ghosts and gods

Perhaps it was because the tone and expression of this man's speech were too real, and the fear was visceral and not contrived, so the fat man and I immediately closed all the doors and windows as he said.

We didn't think much about it at the time, because after going through so many things, we all know that many times people's expressions can't be disguised, it's almost an instinct, and I can almost immediately tell from people's expressions whether it's real or if there is a conspiracy.

Except, of course, the little brother, his expression is too single and the material is too little.

When all the windows were closed, the interior of the house became very dark, and only a few lampstands were left for lighting, which made the room look particularly mysterious. After closing it, the fat man walked over and said, "Don't play with us, we have no ill will towards you, but if you play with us, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around." ”

The lama then said, "The present situation is all fake, and in half an hour at most, you will immediately understand that the matter will only be more serious than I said." Now that you listen to me, there may be a way to live. ”

The fat man looked at me again, and asked strangely, "Do you have any hauntings here?" Every year on a certain day of the month, the morning will come out. What is so powerful, why should you be afraid of this?"

The lama said, "What is an evil ghost?" ”

I looked at the fat man and didn't quite understand. The lama began to take off his lama robe, and I found that his body was very well trained, with well-defined muscles, and all the muscle fibers like steel bars, and he was obviously a well-trained person. He said to us as he took it off, "Take off your shirt first." ”

The fat man and I inexplicably complied, and after we had all taken off, the lama began to pour all the charcoal from the charcoal stove on the wooden floor, which soon smelled of burning. The lama covered the charcoal with his Tibetan robe, and soon extinguished it all. After he had put it out, he wrapped as much hot charcoal ash as he could from our clothes and let us hold it.

When he was done, the lama took my hand and looked at my watch, and said, "Now you have to understand what I am saying and do it in three minutes, because we don't have any time, and the package in your hand is your only chance to live." ”

I wonder why he said that, if it's going to get cold later and we need something to keep warm, then we're now stripped naked, and we're holding a very hot bag of clothes, which doesn't seem to do much. What's the use of this bag? Is it because of the ash inside?

The fat man asked, "Shall we use the ashes from the inside to scatter the eyes of the enemies and blind them all?"

The lama's face was distorted, and he shouted, "Don't bother!"

The fat man was just about to drink back, when suddenly all the windows in the room began to vibrate, and the lama immediately made a gesture to us not to speak. We covered our mouths, and we saw a lot of strange shadows on the glass of the window. /

The shadows were very faint, much like the trees of the trees on the windows, but we all knew that this was impossible because there were no trees in the yard at all. Seeing that we were almost lying on the ground, the lama grabbed us by the collar and lifted us up, then pointed to the charcoal bag in our hands and said in a very low voice, "Hold this thing and follow me as fast as you can." With that, he pointed to the door and motioned for the fat man to open it.

At this time, the windows shook very badly. I was terrified, because I knew there must be something in the windows and doors, but what were they? If they were real entities, humans or monsters, their shadows on the windows would have been darker and deeper, and the shadows were mottled and uncertain, and I couldn't imagine what it was like outside.