These people all talked in Tibetan, Tan Hao was confused, he couldn't understand a word, he was about to turn away, but saw several people squeezed in from outside the crowd, including two foreigners with deep eyes and high noses, and a black-haired Chinese.

The two foreigners and the Chinese woman, both carrying huge duffel bags, also wearing special travel clothes for mountaineering, and big sunglasses on their faces, squeezed into the crowd, and the Chinese woman crouched down and said to the Tibetan girl in Tibetan, "What's going on here?"

The girl raised her head and looked at them with teary eyes: "My Jampagra has gone to see the Living Buddha, and he left me alone on the pilgrimage. Who are you?"

The Chinese woman pointed to the two foreigners behind her and said, "They are mountaineering enthusiasts, and I am their language interpreter and tour guide." I'll have a little first aid, do you mind if I show him?"

The girl carefully looked at the two foreigners, her eyes were full of vigilance and doubt, and when the two foreigners saw this, they took off their sunglasses and greeted her friendly.

The girl thought about it, and finally nodded.

The female tour guide stretched out her fingers to the old man, probed her nose with her fingers, and probed his pulse, frowned, turned her head to look at the two foreigners for help, and shook her head slightly.

One of the brown-haired foreigners stepped forward, squatted down, pressed his hand on the old man's neck artery, frowned slightly, pressed his hand on the old man's chest, gave him a heart compression, and did artificial respiration, but the old man did not move at all.

The brown-haired foreigner was busy for a while, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, he raised his head and shook his head helplessly, and the female guide sighed and said to the girl: "I'm sorry, we can't do anything, he has already gone." ”

Although the girl already knew in her heart that the old man had gone, she couldn't help but cry out loud when she heard that people were so sure.

Tan Hao looked at the side of the road and frowned secretly, he finally remembered who this Tibetan girl was.

At the beginning, in order to enter the realm of the gods, he went to the medicinal material market to buy herbs to help him break through the realm. As a result, he accidentally found a blood-melting grass in a stall, and the stall owner didn't know how powerful the blood-melting grass was, so Tan Hao got this blood-melting grass at a very low price.

And this stall owner is the Tibetan girl in front of her.

took advantage of someone else for no reason, Tan Hao subconsciously wanted to take a look, but he remembered that Qiu Moning had said not to meddle on the road, and he thought of it again.

And Tan Hao faintly felt that someone in this crowd seemed to be coveting him, he swept his eyes and found that a Land Rover was parked in the distance, and a pair of young men and women were sitting in the car, looking at him with blazing eyes.

When the pair of young people saw Tan Hao's gaze sweeping, they couldn't help but look away.

This situation made Tan Hao frown, he subconsciously became vigilant in his heart, turned around and left.

But when he turned around and just took two steps, the girl's mournful cry came, which made Tan Hao feel very uncomfortable.

Tan Hao hesitated for a while, struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally sighed slightly, and finally turned around and walked towards the crowd.

Tan Hao was dressed as a savage, although his body did not stink, but he looked very sloppy, and the people around him avoided him, lest they get close to him, as if he was a plague god.

Tan Hao walked up to the old man and was about to stretch out his hand, but saw two foreigners shouting loudly, and the female guide also looked at him with disgust, and said loudly: "People die greatly, what are you going to do." ”

Tan Hao turned his head to look at the female tour guide, and saw that the woman was well-looking and looked quite beautiful, he didn't bother to answer, and continued to stretch out his hand and helped the old man to sit up.

The surrounding Tibetans were in an uproar and shouted accusations, but most of them used Tibetan, and Tan Hao couldn't understand a word, but the girl saw from his dress that Tan Hao looked like a Han Chinese, so she scolded loudly and hostilely in Chinese: "What are you doing? Don't touch Qiang Bagra, his soul has gone to see the Living Buddha, and his body can't let you touch it like this!"

Tan Hao glanced at the girl, smiled, and did not speak. It seems that this girl didn't recognize herself, and yes, she faced countless people who came and went every day to buy medicinal herbs, where could she remember who she was.

Tan Hao stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of the old man's head, and a majestic and condensed true qi poured into the old man's body.

The surrounding pilgrims saw Tan Hao's appearance, as if they looked down on all the people here at all, and they were all very angry, and some young people even wanted to come over and fight, and the two foreigners also looked frightened, for fear of harming the pond fish, they stood up one after another, shook their hands, and shouted loudly: "No, no!"

The female guide also followed aloud: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." ”

But what role can the three of them outsiders play, the Tibetans are aggressive and united, and they are very xenophobic, where do they pay attention to these three people, they will rush up and add fists and kicks to Tan Hao.

Tan Hao was secretly angry in his heart, he raised his head, the true qi in his body reached his eyes, his eyelids rolled, his eyes were like electricity, and he swept towards the people around him!

The true qi in Tan Hao's original body was like hard pig iron, and after hard cultivation, the true qi in his body now is like the stainless steel that has been refined into steel, and it is extremely strong and strong!

Tan Hao's eyes swept away, and suddenly everyone here felt that their eyes hurt, as if they had directly looked at the sun, they couldn't open their eyes in pain, and their hearts fluttered and jumped, and they suddenly stopped and covered their eyes, not daring to step forward, let alone shouting and scolding Tan Hao again.

The people around saw such an abnormality for a while, and they all glanced at Tan Hao in confusion and awe, and they were even farther away from him, only the girl kept her big eyes open, staring at Tan Hao without showing weakness.

Tan Hao didn't care about the girl like a girl, just smiled at her gently, then lowered his head and continued to convey true qi to the old man's body.

He pressed the old man's Baihui acupoint with the palm of his hand, and then the pure and majestic true qi in his body was input into the old man's depleted meridians and internal organs, and this majestic true qi was like a spring rain that moistened the dry land, and little by little let the old man's body slowly regain its vitality.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that only when the vitality in the body is completely exhausted, this person can be regarded as a real death, so there is a saying that the qi is exhausted, and such a person cannot be saved by God.

But this old man died suddenly because his body could not bear the pain of the pilgrimage, and he could not adjust the few vitality in his body for a while.

After Tan Hao infused the true qi into the old man's body, he could clearly feel that the true qi he output was like a keen tentacle, probing the situation in the old man's body, and he began to feel that the little vitality hidden in the old man's body was mobilized by him and began to gush out, responding to his true qi and nourishing the organs in his body.

Tan Hao nodded secretly, knowing that this old man had been rescued by him, and he would be able to wake up on his own after a while, he gradually returned to his body, and after receiving his true qi, he didn't greet the people around him, turned around and left, and continued his cultivation journey.

These Tibetans looked at Tan Hao's departing back, and they all scolded, and even the female tour guide, who was a compatriot, looked at Tan Hao's back with disgust, and snorted coldly: "If you don't understand anything, you will fool around, and you will almost make trouble!"

Only the girl looked at the old man who had been sitting in front of her without falling down with a look of shock and ecstasy, she opened her mouth and was speechless for a long time.

When the people around saw her like this, they also looked at the old man curiously, only to see that the old man's originally pale and gray face began to slowly become ruddy at this time, and his chest began to rise and fall slowly.

The female guide and the two foreigners stared, as if they couldn't believe the situation in front of them, and the female guide didn't wait for the girl to agree, so she stretched out her hand and pressed it slightly near the artery in the old man's neck, her eyes suddenly widened, and she said in a lost voice: "He came back to life?"

The two foreigners couldn't believe it, they had personally confirmed the death of this old man before, how could it be possible that they suddenly came back to life again?

The girl supported the old man with a look of ecstasy and shouted, "Qiang Bagra, wake up, wake up!"

The surrounding Tibetans saw it clearly, and when they saw the girl shouting, the old man's eyelashes began to tremble, as if they would open their eyes at any time, and they were all overjoyed, and shouted one after another: "Qiang Bagra, wake up!"

The shouts of the crowd were like a shot in the arm, and after a while, the old man suddenly exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened his eyes, and woke up.

With tears in her eyes, the girl shouted happily and threw herself into the old man's arms: "Qiang Bagra, I thought you had gone, and Yang La was scared to death by you!"

The old man looked around in confusion, and he suddenly said: "How could I be here, I obviously saw that the Living Buddha was giving me an empowerment just now, and wanted to send me to the Western Elysium, why did I get here in a blink of an eye?"

The surrounding Tibetans were all shocked and asked, "Qiang Pagra, have you seen the Living Buddha?"

The old man nodded firmly and solemnly, "Yes, I have seen the Living Buddha!"

"Did Jon Bagra really see the Living Buddha?"

"It's possible, I've heard people say that when people are dying, they can see gods and Buddhas!"

"But why did Jonbagra suddenly come back to life again?"

"Also, maybe the Living Buddha cured him?"

"Well, it's possible!"

"However, just now, only that young man of the Han nationality touched Qiang Bagra strangely, and after a while, he will be fine, could it be that he is a living Buddha?"

"Impossible, impossible, he is a Han man, how can he be a living Buddha!"

The Tibetans were talking about Qiangbagra and talking to each other, and Qiangbagra listened to their words and said loudly in displeasure: "No, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, where did the Han and Tibetans come from?"

Qiangbagra was very authoritative among these Tibetans, and as soon as he spoke, they all kept silent, but they still had a disapproving look on their faces.