"In fact, our entire urban area and even the suburbs have running water, but Tibetans are used to drinking water from the snow-capped mountains, and there is no pollution in Tibetan areas.
Everything is so natural.
The water quality of the Lhasa River is even better than tap water, so There are still some Tibetans I would rather drink water from the Lhasa River than tap water.
You have to tell him about bacteria, hygiene, etc., but they don’t care at all.
They have been eating this way for generations without any problems, not to mention that tap water still costs money. ” explained the police captain.
We nodded, let alone Tibetans, even if we encounter such a situation, we would choose to drink the water from the Lhasa River.
When I was at the Overseas Chinese Farm, many people in the village drank the water from Yunxi River and got infected by leeches.
"Let's go upstream."
We headed upstream.
Every few hundred meters, the old dog took the glutinous rice to test the corpse poison in the water.
Sure enough, the higher you go, the more obvious the corpse poison is.
Then when we reached the edge of a canyon, we had no way to go up, so we could only go up the hillsides on both sides of the canyon.
When we reached the right side of the hillside, the police captain looked a little solemn.
He frowned slightly and hesitated to speak.
"Officer, what's going on?"
I saw that he stopped walking.
"This is our holy and forbidden place in Tibet, the Sky Burial Platform," the police officer said.
"Aren't you allowed in?"
I looked at the police officer dumbfounded.
"Except for the family members of the deceased who bring the body in, ordinary people are not allowed to enter."
The police said: "The country has also specially enacted laws to protect the sky burial platform, and tourists are not allowed to enter."
We nodded.
Since we were not allowed to go in, we would just not go in.
But if the root cause was here, it would be troublesome.
We continued walking up and over the slope, we saw a white temple in the distance, and there were many vultures on the hillside.
"Sky burial is a belief, just like cremation and burial in other places.
It is a kind of commemoration of relatives.
Tibetans are deeply influenced by Buddhism.
Buddhism advocates giving with one's body, so after death, the body is buried Give alms to these vultures.
Buddhism emphasizes reincarnation.
Death is just the separation of the human soul from the old skin.
The soul will be reincarnated and find a new body.
This is reincarnation."
The policeman looked at the temple in the distance and introduced.
We nodded.
Buddhism indeed emphasizes reincarnation, and the reincarnation of the incompetent boy is the most representative example.
Then I looked from a distance and saw a man sitting in front of the temple, and he was looking straight at us.
"That person is looking at us."
I whispered.
The policeman looked at him, quickly put his hands together, and saluted him from a distance.
When we saw this, we quickly imitated the policeman's behavior and saluted him.
However, he did not return the gift, then turned around and entered the small temple and closed the door.
I feel that this person is a bit rude.
Those lamas will return the salute when they see people saluting them.
It is impossible for this person to say that he did not see us saluting.
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"Don't be surprised," the policeman said, "He only saluted the dead and Buddha."
Hiss, I took a breath of air.
It turned out that this was what happened.
I asked: "What does he do?"
"Sky Burial Master," the policeman said.
"Oh."
We didn't ask any more questions.
It must be the person hosting the funeral.
Then we passed the temple and walked diagonally down to the Lhasa River.
Then we looked back and saw that the canyon was behind us.
"Try it again."
The old dog took out another handful of glutinous rice, found a small puddle and threw it in.
However, after waiting for ten minutes, the handful of glutinous rice was not bubbling.
The longer we waited, the more frightened we became, and we already knew the answer.
The source of the poison was on both sides of the canyon.
On one side of the canyon was the Sky Burial Platform, and on the other side.
We looked up and saw that there was a pontoon bridge connected between the canyons on both sides.
There were many flags hanging on the bridge and it was fixed with some ropes.
"What should we do?"
We looked at the policeman dumbfounded.
The police were also in a dilemma.
After all, the order prohibited other people from entering.
"Let's do something special.
We are not visiting, but performing a mission.
I will go talk to the funeral director." said the police captain.
"Can you not say it for now?
Once you say it, it will alert the enemy."
I said.
"No."
The policeman said, "This is an order."
"No, look at the cliff under the bridge."
Yue Lan suddenly said.
We turned around and saw that there were many wooden stakes driven on the cliff under the bridge, and there were coffins placed on top of the wooden piles.
"Hanging coffin burial" I said dumbfounded: "How is it possible that someone actually uses hanging coffin burial in Tibetan areas?"
"Is this impossible?"
The policeman said with a normal expression: "Not all Tibetans are in Tibetan areas, there are also many Han people."
We quickly moved towards the edge of the canyon, and then looked up at the hanging coffins on the cliff.
Judging from the appearance and color of the coffins, as well as the degree of decay of the wooden piles, it can be judged that these hanging coffins have a lot of thoughts.
Then suddenly I saw that several wooden piles had been broken, which were obviously shorter than other wooden piles, and the fractures were obvious.
Moreover, there was no hanging coffin in the middle of these wooden piles.
A possibility immediately appeared in my mind.
I turned to look at the others, and they seemed to have guessed it.
At this moment, there was a sudden click on the cliff, and we looked up.
One of the wooden posts was so rotten that it had broken off, but it had not yet separated, but the coffin on top of it had tilted.
Suddenly a series of sounds came from the bridge, and then a person turned his head and looked down.
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When we looked closely, it was the undertaker who had just closed the door.
With a click and a whoosh, the coffin fell directly from the cliff.
With a splash, there was a splash of water on the water.
We thought that the coffin would float on the water, but we discovered a surprising scene.
The coffin was sinking little by little, and in a matter of moments it sank to the bottom of the water and disappeared.
Not only were our faces full of surprise, but the undertaker on the bridge was also surprised.
The undertaker looked very young.
When he saw the coffin sinking into the water, he turned to look at us.
After staring at each other for a while, they turned back and entered the small temple again.
"The source has been found.
This corpse poison came from these coffins that fell into the water."
Old Gou asserted.
I looked at both sides of the cliff and said nonchalantly: "What a place to gather shade."
"Juyindi" they looked at me.
"In places where there is no sunlight all year round, if you arrange a hanging coffin burial in such a place, the corpse in the coffin will not rot and may even grow.
This is a good choice for raising corpses after the Five Qi corpse raising places of heaven and earth.
"These are all introduced in the corpse art.
"You mean there are people raising corpses here?"
The policeman looked at me with a green face.
I didn't answer, but looked up at the small temple.
The answer was already obvious.
The most suspicious person was in the small temple.
Even if it wasn't him, he definitely knew a lot of clues.
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