Tan Hao followed Qiang Bagra and the others early in the morning, heading towards the direction where the Snow Mountain Meili is located, among them there are seventy or eighty old people like Qiang Bagra, and there are also young people like Yang La in their twenty or so, the members are very complex, but they are all very religious, and the preparations for this pilgrimage are also very perfect.

Tan Hao found that some of them were not only carrying pots and pans, but also had a complete set of knives on their bodies, which Yang La said was to prevent wolves and improve their food if they could hunt wild animals.

Pilgrims are not allowed to drive motorized vehicles, which is not religious, but some of them drive horse-drawn carts and ox-drawn ox carts, and the back of the carts is spacious and flat, and all kinds of luggage are piled up, and some people who cannot walk will also get on the carts to rest for a while.

Tan Hao refused the invitation of Qiang Bagra and the others at the beginning, and did not sit on the cart, but just walked on foot with the large army.

The existence of Tan Hao made the Tibetan guys in this group full of a sense of crisis and vigilance, especially when Yang La came to Tan Hao from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally, which made the young people who were interested in Yang La jealous and jealous.

But Tan Hao is Qiang Bagra's life-saving benefactor, and they don't have much to say, but they just hold their breath in their hearts, wanting to drag down this Han man during the journey, in their impression, the Han people are weak.

As soon as their steps were fast, the speed of the team was also accelerated, and some old and young women and children walked secretly in their hearts, and Yang La could grit his teeth and persist at first, but then he couldn't hold on, so he got into the carriage and watched the young Tibetans in the team sandwich Tan Hao in the middle, and secretly competed with him.

Yang La looked at the board car at first and was secretly worried, although she knew that Tan Hao was an "ascetic", but her young compatriots were all long-distance runners, and this is a plateau, many Han people will have altitude sickness here, she really doesn't know how long Tan Hao can last.

But Tan Hao's cultivation is close to the merger period, and he has already trained a body of steel and iron bones, and his internal organs are like fine steel and stone, where would he be afraid of them?

After a few days, these Tibetans were dragged down one by one, unable to support them, and got into the car one after another, only Tan Hao was in good spirits and walking like flying.

Yang La sat on the board car and looked at Tan Hao with admiration on his face: "You said before that you walked here from more than 2,000 kilometers away, I still didn't believe it, but now I do believe it, you are really amazing, I have seen so many people, and I have never seen someone like you who can walk." ”

Tan Hao looked at her with a smile and said, "Correct a little, I didn't come over." ”

Yang La smiled, "Do you also ride in a car like us?"

Tan Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I came all the way." ”

The smile on Yangla's face suddenly disappeared, and her face was full of horror: "What?

Tan Hao smiled: "Of course, I don't have to run, for such a long distance, what year and month do I have to go? Don't you see my bare feet? My shoes are all broken by me!"

Yang La looked at Tan Hao in awe, and said with a shocked look in his eyes: "You are really amazing!"

Tan Hao smiled and didn't speak, but his thoughts thought of other places.

Along the way, following these Tibetans, although they walked quickly, they always felt that the speed was too slow, and he was bored for a while, and he could not meditate and condense when he walked, so he remembered the thread-bound book that Qiangbagra had given him before.

Tan Hao took it out of his arms and opened it to see how to pass the time.

But at this look, Tan Hao was stunned for a moment.

I saw that the first page of this line-bound book was two lines of golden words, Sanskrit and Tibetan, Tan Hao opened it and read a few more pages, and suddenly smiled bitterly, this book is full of Sanskrit and Tibetan, not a single Chinese character, I look at your sister!

He unwillingly turned a few more pages, and found that it was full of dense Sanskrit and Tibetan, Tibetan was large, and Sanskrit was smaller on the side, but when Tan Hao turned to the next few pages, he found that there were various handprints in the book.

Tan Hao was curious, couldn't help but raise his head and glance at it, found the location of Yang La in the team, and walked towards her.

Tan Hao handed the thread-bound book in his hand to Yang La, and said with a smile: "Can you help me translate it?"

Suspiciously, Yang La took the thread and looked at it, and after just one glance, she exclaimed, "This is the Mahamudra Secret Method?

Tan Hao asked puzzledly, "Is it precious?"

Yang La said with a serious face: "This is the treasure of the town temple of Ratuo Temple, which records the cultivation method of Tantric Mahamudra!"

Tan Hao was taken aback: "Then you hurry up and return me, I'll go and return it to Qiang Bagra, how can I accept such a valuable thing." ”

Yang La secretly regretted in his heart: How did I say this, since Qiang Bagra wants to send it, why should I do it with this mouth?

She smiled dryly, and explained: "Of course, it used to be the treasure of the town temple, but now it is not necessarily, and now the Luotuo Temple has even begun to sell this as a tourist souvenir." ”

When Tan Hao heard this, he was stunned in his heart, there is still this kind of operation?

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then you can help me translate it?

Yang La smiled: "Then you will sit on the board with me, and I will translate it to you sentence by sentence?"

"Good. ”

Yang La and Tan Hao sat on the board car moving forward slowly, although it was a long road, but Yang La translated the words in the "Mahamudra Tantra" to Tan Hao word by word, which can be regarded as finding something to do, while Tan Hao silently memorized the words translated by Yang La, while thinking about the meaning in his heart, and did not feel that time passed slowly.

When Tan Hao was listening to the clouds, Yang La suddenly raised his head, blinked his eyes, and said, "No ......"

Tan Hao was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Youngla handed him the book in his hand and said, "The rest of the volume is all paintings!"

Tan Hao took the book and looked at it, only to see that there were all handprints one after another, and there were several lines of text written under the handprints, which were also in Sanskrit and Tibetan.

Tan Hao pointed to the painting and said, "What is written here?"

"It's the Demon Wanderer's Mudra. ”

Tan Hao's heart moved, and he pointed to another painting and said, "What about this?"

Yang La smiled: "This is the demon mudra. ”

Tan Hao looked at these handprints, and suddenly thought involuntarily in his heart: These handprints are in such strange postures, could it be that the tricks of this book are all in them?

Thinking about it, he unconsciously began to imitate the handprints on it.

Yang La saw Tan Hao sitting cross-legged on the cart, his five fingers flying, forming a handprint for a while, and forming a handprint for a while, with a solemn expression, and really a little bit of the taste of a Buddhist child, she couldn't help but smile and said: "You have learned a good way, it's quite similar!"

After Tan Hao pinched the fingers in his hand for a while, he felt that there was nothing unusual, and he didn't feel that it was like something beating people, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, so he tilted his head and thought about something, he thought for a while, and suddenly pointed to the words under these paintings and asked, "What is written on this?"

These words are very short, they look like one or two words in a foreign language, Tan Hao subconsciously ignored these words when she first saw them, she looked at them for a while, and said, "This is the mantra of Buddhism." ”

Tan Hao immediately asked, "What mantra?"

Yang La smiled: "Of course, it is the six-character mantra of Buddhism: Om Ma Ma Horn Mi Mi!"

Tan Hao hurriedly asked, "Then what is the mantra under this demon handprint?"

It's the six-character mantra. ”

Tan Hao secretly wrote it down in his heart, he wanted to try this handprint now with the effect of the six-character mantra, but he looked at the surrounding environment, at this time the sky was getting dark, and there were too many people around, so he suppressed this idea, and just stepped up to let Yang La translate all the pictures and words in it correspondingly, and memorized it by rote.

The two of them exchanged words in the car, and they seemed to be intimate, and only some young Tibetan lads who were interested in Yangla were red with jealousy.

At this time, it was getting late, and the group set up camp to rest.

The Tibetans were hospitable, they took out their own barley wine and cheese to entertain Tan Hao, Tan Hao couldn't refuse, a bowl of wine in his stomach, and immediately shouted and screamed, so happy that some Tibetans even sang and danced around the bonfire.

Tan Hao felt that he was almost drunk, so he got up and urinated.

After dancing a few times in the arena, she suddenly noticed that Tan Hao was missing, so she was curious, made an excuse, and walked towards the tent that the Tibetans had set up temporarily for Tan Hao.

When Yang La lifted the curtain of Tan Hao's tent, he suddenly opened the curtain like a mischief and said loudly: "Ha!!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, her face fell, because Tan Hao was not in the tent.

Yang La was not disappointed, and was about to turn away, when suddenly he heard a low voice in the distance, this voice was blurry and could not be heard clearly, Yang La was suddenly startled: Why does this voice sound so like a wolf?

Wolves are not uncommon on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and Yang La suddenly became nervous and vigilant, turned around and quickly ran to Qiang Bagra, and whispered: "Qiang Bagra, I seem to hear the sound of wolves howling. ”

Jon Bagra was not only a devout believer, but also an old hunter, and when he heard this, he immediately became vigilant, and his eyes narrowed into a line: "Where, take me to see it!"

As the spiritual leader of this group, as soon as his body moved, the attention of the others was also attracted, and someone immediately asked, "Qiang Bagra, what happened?"

Qiang Bagra laughed and said: "It seems that a wolf cub is coming, everyone be vigilant and take out the shotgun!"

At this time, everyone had no heart to sing and dance, and stood up one after another, and for a while the men rushed into the tent to get their shotguns and weapons, and the women also held long knives and iron pots in their hands, but everyone's hands were empty.

The group of people ran noisily towards the place that Yang La had said, and before they had taken a few steps, Qiang Bagra turned his head and said angrily: "Be quiet! I still want to beat the wolf to improve the food, what should you do if you shout so loudly and scare the wolf away?"

Everyone burst into laughter and shut up.

The group walked forward for one or two hundred meters, and sure enough, they heard a low voice.

The voice came along the wind, and everyone listened carefully, and whispered one after another: "Hey, it doesn't look like the sound of a wolf howling." ”

"Janla, could you have heard me wrong?"

Yang Ramen said red-earedly: "I clearly heard the wolf howling just now!"