The elusive Wolf King, like the white-haired wind in the snow, quietly disappeared under the moonlight.
When I was jumping in the queue in the northeast, I heard the hunters in the village say that if a wolf has white hair on its body, it means it is about to become a spirit, which is bad.
The living environment of the wolves has made the wolves extremely cunning and ferocious.
Wolves have always been unpopular in Tibet.
People chase and beat wolves, and dogs chase and bite wolves.
It takes so much tenacity to survive in the gaps in nature. of will and sinews.
This giant wolf must have known the power of firearms for a long time, and only showed its traces when it was determined that the weapons would not pose a threat to it.
I don’t know what strategy the wolves will adopt to deal with us.
But at this moment, we can only meet up with the lama and the big man as soon as possible, rely on the ruins of the ruined temple wall, and try to hold on until dawn.
Even if reinforcements cannot come, as soon as dawn comes, Wolves will also flee into the mountains.
I held the gun in one hand and kept looking around, alert to the wolves that might attack at any time.
The other hand supported the military doctor Gema and quickly moved towards the remaining wall of the temple where the lama and the big man were hiding.
Gema was holding her pistol in her hand.
At this time, her dizziness seemed to be better.
We bypassed the company commander and the communication The piece of grass where the soldier died finally returned to the red wall.
These broken walls were only as high as a person's chest.
I lifted Gema over the wall first, and then climbed over myself.
Tiebang Lama was taking care of the seriously injured big man.
When he saw that I had brought Gema back, he said: "With the blessing of the auspicious Xiangshou Buddha Dakini, the army of Pose finally rescued Gema Lhamo."
After that, Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, no matter the white sect of the Kagyu sect, the yellow sect of the Gelug sect, or the red sect of the Yuma sect, they all believe that the temple shrouded by the full moon should be a "land of tranquility".
However, wherever the grass is covered with fog, it is already a dark hell.
The magic gods of the Demon Moon have turned this originally sacred place into a turbulent mess of eight disasters and eight disasters.
Who are they punishing?
I anxiously said to the lama: "The wolves are gathering outside.
We don't have many bullets.
We must light a fire to scare them away.
Otherwise, we will not be able to get up until dawn, and we will have to be eaten by hungry wolves."
The lama sighed: "They are all crazy.
Now the wolves dare to enter the temple to eat people."
Then he led his old horse to the wall.
The horse was already frightened by the howling of wolves coming from all directions.
Sift chaff.
The wolves in several pastures under the Kunlun Mountains may have gathered outside the temple.
The lama and his old horse had never heard so many wolves howling at the moon together in their lives.
These hungry wolves who were forced to have no choice but to care about which one was the destined disciple of the Buddha.
Chanting sutras is useless at this time.
The lama took down the dried cow dung and fire pith wood and lit a fire in the remaining wall.
The location we were in was the remains of an old house in the side hall.
It was surrounded by walls with varying degrees of damage, including one The wall is relatively high and is held down by overturned beams.
On the other side is a stone tablet that guards the temple's hidden path, with the "Edict of the Karmapa" engraved on it.
The huge broken stone tablet is no less than five meters high.
It is difficult for wolves to come from these two sides, but they must also be prevented from jumping in from high places on wolf ladders. .
Gema first looked at the big man's injuries.
From her expression, it seemed that the big man was in danger this time.
I picked up a few dry citrons from the ruins and put them in the fire to let the flames burn.
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Then he picked up the big man's semi-automatic rifle, handed it to Gema, and guarded two low walls with her.
Suddenly the howl of the wolves subsided, and I peeked outside the wall.
More and more wolves descended from the ridge to the vicinity of the ruined temple.
I saw several wolf shadows moving among the grass and broken walls.
They had obviously seen the people inside the wall.
The flames did not dare to move before the Wolf King gave the order, but just circled around the ruined temple.
I saw a pair of wolf eyes that looked like small green lights about forty meters away.
I immediately raised my rifle, aligned three o'clock in line, and aimed between the two green lights.
I pulled the trigger and followed the silence of the night.
There was a gunshot, and the two green lights went out at the same time.
Although it was impossible to confirm whether it hit the target, the shot had the effect of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger.
The wolf in the wilderness, What they were most afraid of these days was the firing sound of Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, which shocked them all.
For them, this semi-automatic rifle was an artifact that could shatter their souls and self-confidence.
The rest of the wolves would no longer be able to Those who dared to stay nearby disappeared into the darkness, but the low howling of the wolves indicated that they were only retreating temporarily and would not stop there.
Seeing the wolves retreating, I relaxed my tense nerves.
I remembered what I had just encountered on the way to the ancient tomb behind the temple.
I felt very strange.
The stone man who was half submerged in the earth was covered with rotten green.
Meat, he casually asked the old lama if the previous incidents of people and animals disappearing were related to it.
Unexpectedly, the lama had never heard of the smelly, rotten stone statues in this temple.
The lama asked me to tell him in detail.
I thought you would ask me, but he asked me to ask someone else.
I thought the lama was right.
He knew the situation in this ruined temple very well.
It turned out that he was just an ordinary bad old man, so he told the lama what had just happened while watching the movements of the wolves outside the temple.
After hearing this, the lama recited the six-character mantra several times and said in surprise: "In the past, it was only thought that the ghost mother and concubine in the ancient tomb were still there.
They built temples and Dashengde gold and steel statues, and tried to suppress them through pagodas and white conchs."
Evil, but after so many years, The Buddhas of all ages were at a loss what to do, but unexpectedly it was the stone statue in front of the tomb that was responsible.
If the ground had not cracked and the lake had collapsed, and it had been bumped into by the Pose army, no one would have ever found it.
If this thing had been dormant for another hundred years, it would have caused great harm. ” I didn't understand: "Lama Ak, what do you mean by what you just said?
How can a stone become a spirit?
It's a pity that there was no grenade around just now, otherwise I would have carried it up to the sky."
The lama said: "You Han people call this mountain the Kunlun Pass, but in the Buddhist scriptures, it is called Rubaijiaka, which means the eight-petaled Sugong carried by the turtle and dragon.
The sky is like the eight-petaled wheel of fortune, and the earth is like the eight-petaled lotus.
The location of this temple is right in the stamen of the lotus, the Cheema of the East.
The mountain is like the vagina of a Rakshasa girl.
The terrain in the south is like a scorpion grabbing food.
The rocks in the West are like a water demon looking at it.
The ghost lake in the north before it dries up is like a broken dragon mirror.
It was originally built on such a special terrain.
The temple can frighten the demons from all directions and achieve complete merits.”
However, due to the drying up of the lake, it has become a place for evil spirits to wander.
Scorpion fish that eat humans and animals have emerged from the dry lake, and the sky in Langga has become narrow.
It turns out that it is the name of the demon in the water recorded in the "Budo" Buddhist scriptures.
On the body of the ancient tomb stone statue, drowned the person in the river, and took his blood.
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What I heard the lama say seems to be a tantric theory of Feng Shui.
It is very different from the half-written book I read.
Maybe the purpose is consistent, but there are too many differences in the way of expression.
At that time, I Not deeply involved in the secrets of Feng Shui, too complex I couldn't understand the complex Feng Shui situation at all, so I couldn't understand what he meant.
I only heard him mention "Buduo".
It seemed that I had heard this word not long ago, and then I thought of how I had just arrived at the Ice-free Spring with the advance team.
When I was there, I heard the transport soldiers talk about it. , in Qinghai Lake, there is a water monster that swallows people.
Some people who have seen it say it looks like a log, and some people say it looks like a big fish.
The only thing they have in common is that it is smelly and green.
A soldier from the Tibetan area told us that it looks like a log.
It's "Budo", the devil in the water, attached to something On, the switch is like something.
If you catch it, you must smash it and burn it, otherwise it will grow for a long time.
Except for the Buddha's roc, nothing can control it.
I just finished my speech at that time, The company commander overheard and severely criticized him.
There are so many taboos and legends in Tibet that I can't know the details.
I secretly thought that no matter what it was, I would just find a way to burn it after dawn.
I must avenge my comrades.
The lama said: "Countless people and animals have died on the edge of this ghost lake.
Many of the stone statues are difficult for ordinary people to deal with.
We must ask the Buddha to consecrate the salt and let the protector who has practiced for four generations carry the salt jar.
"The safest way is to bury the rotten stone figures with salt first, then dig them out three days later, smash them and burn them."
We were discussing in low voices when suddenly a thick cloud passed over the sky, covering up the bright moon.
The outside of the temple where the fire could not shine immediately turned into darkness.
Gema, the lama and I immediately became nervous.
We knew in our hearts that The wolves must also know that this is the best time to attack, and they will swoop in at all costs.
I just heard a shrill howl from a high place, the howl was sad and indignant, with unspeakable resentment.
It was the voice of the white-haired wolf king.
It finally sent out the signal to attack.
The dark wind fluttered around, and countless small green lamps flickered. , I hurriedly grabbed a few wooden sticks and threw them outside the wall to illuminate the target for shooting.
This situation is a great test of physical and psychological quality.
You can only bite each one and beat them one by one.
You must not be distracted by the many hungry wolves running around, but at the same time, you must withstand the fear of being gradually compressed and surrounded. , plus the dark clouds covered the moon and the visibility was too low, I shot five times in succession Neither of them hit the target.
Just when he was sweating, a giant wolf jumped out from the huge monument of "The Imperial Edict of the Karmapa."
Without any hesitation about the fire below, it pounced from mid-air towards the one hidden under the wall.
It was an old horse.
The fangs in the wolf's mouth were all raised up, and it was about to bite the horse's neck.
The lama swung the iron rod and struck out.
The heavy iron rod just hit the wolf's mouth, breaking three or four of the hardest wolf teeth.
The wolf was hit hard and rolled over, fell into the fire, and was immediately burned by the fire.
At this time, the horse was frightened and neighed and bumped into me.
I quickly lowered my head and the horse jumped out from the low wall behind me.
It was immediately knocked down by several giant wolves rushing over from outside the wall and dragged into the grass. behind.
Another skinny wolf with black mane jumped into the defensive circle and jumped on the big man who was seriously injured and unconscious.
Gema raised his rifle and killed the black wolf.
At the same time, two more wolves jumped in.
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I wanted to shoot to support her.
But he found that the magazine was empty, so he had to stick out his bayonet and stab it.
There were no bullets in the gun, so he threw away the rifle, pulled out the pistol and fired.
The lama also recited the six-character mantra, swung the iron rod and hit the hungry wolf that kept jumping into the wall.
There were shouts, howls, and gunshots all at once. , the sound of human-wolf fighting with broken bones and tendons was mixed together in the remaining walls of the ruined temple.
The three of them originally rescued and supported each other, but in this chaotic and critical situation, they soon formed a situation of fighting on their own.
Lama's weapons played an unprecedented role.
Although the iron rod was heavy and old, it was still a powerful weapon.
Get up and hit the wolf on the head It was accurate, and strangely enough, the wolves seemed to be frightened when they saw the iron rod.
Those who could avoid it would often take a step slower, and their skulls were smashed.
The lama blocked the sutra stone wall alone, and the Gema military doctor retreated to the big wall.
He stood next to the man and shot the hungry wolf that jumped up with his pistol.
I stabbed randomly with my rifle.
When I saw that Gema's pistol had run out of bullets and was reloading, I stabbed the big wolf toward her with a bayonet in the waist.
The bayonet was like a three-sided armored awl with a blood groove on it.
I poked the wolf to the corner of the wall, and it was so painful that it couldn't even scream.
At this time, another hungry wolf with a long scar on its face came in from outside the wall, opened two rows of fangs, and fiercely attacked me.
Pounce.
I wanted to pull out the bayonet and stab it to death in the air, but I used too much force just now and the bayonet was inserted into the half-dead wolf's body.
I pulled out for a moment.
I have never participated in wolf hunting sports, and I have only seen solitary wolves in the Northeast.
The wolf was not familiar with wolf nature.
Being surrounded by wolves this time, he was really confused.
The faster he thrust, the harder it was to pull out the spear.
The situation was urgent, so I had to let go of the rifle and throw myself down on the spot to avoid the scar-faced wolf, but I was still a little slow.
The sheepskin leather military cap was thrown away by the wolf, and the wolf claws were hung on my ears.
A cut was made, and the blood that flowed out immediately froze into ice slag, and it jumped over the head.
The scar-faced wolf didn't stop, ignored me, and pounced directly on the lama opposite.
The lama's iron rod swept across and hit its shoulder blade.
It whined and rolled to the side.
The wolf that fell into the fire first, It had been burned to char, and the smell of banana paste filled the air.
These wolves are the most ferocious core members of the wolf pack, and more wolves are still wandering outside the temple wall.
Although the Wolf King gave the order, they were probably still frightened away by the violent rifle shooting.
Before they regained consciousness, they didn’t dare to swarm them.
Otherwise, hundreds of hungry wolves would pounce at the same time, and even if we had three heads and six arms, it would be difficult to resist them.
I was lying on the ground and was about to get up when my back suddenly felt heavy and a giant wolf stepped on me.
The wolf's paws were on my shoulders.
Although I couldn't see behind me, I felt that this surprisingly big wolf was probably the one-eyed white-haired wolf king.
This white wolf, which was almost a spirit, was waiting for the gun.
After the sound became sparse, it suddenly jumped in.
Its timing was so accurate that it was chilling to think about.
I kept reminding myself, never look back.
Once I look back and the wolf king bites my neck, I will inevitably end up like that bitch Officer Xu.
The giant wolf behind me is patiently waiting for me to turn around and drink up all the living people's blood in one gulp.
Blood is the most wonderful taste in the world.
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My head was buzzing, my face was pressed against the cold ground, I didn't dare to make the slightest move, I wanted to resist in my heart, but my hands were empty, without any weapons, in this situation.
My iron fist of the proletariat won't do much good.
The large black clouds that covered the moonlight were blown away by the high-altitude air currents, and the bright moonlight spread down like mercury on the ground, illuminating the desolate smoke and grass.
The lama over there was also in a difficult situation.
After all, he was old and weak.
The swing of the heavy iron rod became slower and slower.
Finally, the rod was bitten by an experienced hungry wolf.
He could not get rid of it.
The lama was competing with the wolf for iron.
The stick couldn't move, and in the moonlight I saw me being pinned to the ground by a giant wolf.
I wanted to come to rescue me but was unable to escape.
He raised his leg and kicked a bag of things in front of me: "Puse army, quickly use your Han people's five-thunder demon stick."
The bag of things almost hit my shoulder.
I wondered in my heart what the five thunder demon sticks of us Han people were.
But then I touched it with my hands and understood that it was a big man's bullet belt.
At that time, each of us was issued two Two grenades, mine were thrown into the pond and exploded in the stinking mud, but the big man's was never used.
After he was injured, the lama helped him remove it.
If the lama hadn't reminded him at this moment, he would have forgotten it. .
I immediately took out a grenade from it, but the wolf held me down on my shoulder, so I couldn't make much movement.
Otherwise, if I broke the ingot, it would be sucked into the wolf's kiss.
I quickly got my wits about me, so I blocked the bullet belt by the side of my face and turned around suddenly.
Turning around, I saw what seemed to be a white-haired hungry ghost pressing behind me.
It was indeed the wolf king.
The white shadow in front of my eyes flashed, and it had already bitten the bullet belt.
At this time, I also pulled the fuse, and the grenade immediately emitted white smoke, and I wanted to throw it back.
As long as the grenade exploded, it was enough to scare away these hungry wolves.
The wolf king bit into the canvas bullet bag.
I was so angry that I suddenly saw a grenade emitting white smoke and an ominous chirping sound, so I raised my wolf paw and swept the grenade aside.
The grenade didn't roll very far.
I cursed in my heart.
This white-eyed wolf really became a spirit.
I thought that although it didn't know what the grenade was used for, it relied on its experience of surviving in harsh environments.
Already aware of the danger of this thing, the farther away from this ominous stick, the better.
Although it used its wolf claws to deflect the grenade, the distance was still too close.
Once it exploded, the consequences would be disastrous.
The lethality of the fragments would destroy the people inside the wall.
Both humans and wolves were affected.
I was still being held down by the Wolf King.
Even if I wanted to throw myself on the grenade at this time, it was difficult to do so.
Thinking of everyone being injured and the subsequent wolves rushing up and tearing up the four of them, my whole body It was like falling into an ice cellar.
Time passed by second by second.
It was estimated that the explosion would occur within these two seconds.
At this last moment when one's nerves were about to break down, the hungry wolf that had bitten the lama's iron rod finally took the iron rod off with its mouth.
However, it was too strong and could not hold its feet back.
The exploding grenade exploded with a "boom" and white smoke flew into the sky.
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Most of the shrapnel was caught up by the unlucky wolf.
The wolf's body was like a weightless bag, and was lifted up by the shock wave as high as half a man. , and then fell heavily to the ground.
The three or four hungry wolves inside the wall, including the Wolf King, were all stunned, and then jumped out of the wall one after another, disappearing into the night without looking back.
The old and weak wolves outside were originally frightened by the gunshots.
Not lightly, hearing the explosion, especially the smell of gunpowder smoke after the grenade explosion in the air, made them even more frightened, and they immediately scattered away.
In this battle, more than a dozen of the fierce wolves in the wolf pack died, and in a short time Guilt is no longer a problem.
I stood up, not caring about the wounds on my body, picked up the rifle that Gema had dropped on the ground, stabbed the injured wolves in the wall to death one by one with a bayonet, and then sat down on the ground.
It's like losing one's soul, and I can't regain my strength for a long time.
If the wolves come back at this time, even if they are old, weak and hungry wolves, we will be honored.
While I was breathing, I suddenly heard the lama yelling that it was not good.
I hurriedly gathered my energy and got up.
It turned out that Gema had fallen into a pool of blood.
My eyes were blue just now.
When I came back to my senses, I quickly started to fight with the old lama.
The Gema military doctor helped him up.
When he saw the injury, the lama and I were dumbfounded.
A section of his intestines was taken out by the wolf.
It hung green on the outside of the military uniform, and it was covered with ice.
I was so anxious that I burst into tears and couldn't even speak.
Fortunately, the lama had learned medical skills in the temple and provided emergency treatment for Gema.
After checking Gema's breathing, he found that although he was breathless, he was still alive after all.
I looked at the big man again.
Although his injuries were serious, he had not lost any blood.
With his strong physique, he was fine for the time being.
I asked the lama: "Can the Gahong army doctor hold on until dawn?"
Now the horses are also dead.
In this barren mountain and wilderness, it is impossible for the lama and I to take out the two seriously injured people anyway, so we have to hope.
Wait for reinforcements to arrive as soon as possible.
Fortunately, the wolves have escaped into the mountains.
The Jade Rabbit had already tilted in the night sky.
The lama looked at the bright moon that was half blocked by the mountain peaks: "It will be dawn soon.
As long as the body temperature of the army can be maintained for two days, there should be hope for salvation.
Don't worry, Pose army.
I will chant sutras and pray to the Buddha."
Protected."
I wiped my nose and tears from the cold, and expressed my doubts that chanting sutras could save the lives of the wounded.
The lama said, "Just keep an eye on the fire.
The brighter it burns, the better.
The fire will attract auspicious dakinis." come i That is to say, I made a great wish.
If the Buddha opens his eyes and allows the injured to be safe, I will go to Latsolam and wander around the lake for the rest of my life until I am liberated at the end of my life.
"Latsolam, the name of the place, means the holy lake that helps the sick recover.
The fairy lake hanging in the sky Seeing that the lama spoke solemnly, I couldn't help but feel grateful, so I covered the big man and Gema with all the clothes I could cover, lit a fire under the leeward wall, and applied the lama's secret medicine to my wounds.
Above, the clouds in the east gradually It gradually turned into dark red, and the dawn had appeared.
I had mixed feelings in my heart.
I stared blankly at the prayer bucket in the lama's hand, and listened to him reciting the Great White Umbrella Canopy Dharani Sutra.
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I actually felt like listening to the sounds of nature. strange feeling.
At about ten o'clock that morning, we were found by a band of brothers who came to rescue us.
The troops blocked the Kunlun Mountain Pass.
Gema, the big man, and I were all evacuated in an emergency.
When we were saying goodbye, I asked the lama who was on the other side of the ghost lake.
What to do with "Buduo"?
Should we ask Buddha to bury it with salt and then burn it as he said before?
The lama nodded in agreement and said that he was going to Latsolam to go to the lake to pray for the injured, but he would go back to report the matter to the Buddha first.
May the army be blessed with good luck, and the Buddha bless you all.
I said to Fatty and Shey Yang: "Then I went with the army to the depths of the Kunlun Mountains for construction.
My comrade-in-arms Big Man is still alive now, but he has become a disabled soldier.
Military doctor Gema never woke up and became a vegetative state. , I will visit them when I have time.
The ruins of the ruined temple and ancient tombs are still preserved to this day.
When I think about it now, the rest is not important.
The key is the ancient tomb.
The corpses in the tomb, the special clothes and expressions they wore, are very similar to the bronze figures we saw in the Tomb of King Xian and the murals in the tomb.
The local Tibetans said that it was the tomb of the Demon Mother in ancient times.
But this is only based on legend.
The ghost mother can be reincarnated, and there should be more than one.
The historical records of the Demon Kingdom only exist in long poems that are passed down orally.
No one has really seen what the ghost mother and the demon concubine of the country wear. " After hearing what I told about this past incident, shey Yang said to me: "The city depicted in the mural enshrines a huge eyeball totem, and the characters inside are the same as the corpses in the ancient tombs under the Phoenix Temple.
Maybe that city is a demon country."
The altar, I wonder if there is any unknown connection between the Demon Kingdom and the Bottomless Ghost Cave.”
It seems that I have been busy again since I returned to Beijing.
First, I need to cut open the head of King Xian to see if the Muchen Bead inside is real.
I also need to try to find the first half of the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique, so that I can To decipher the information about the Muchen Bead in the dragon bone, we must finally collect some information about the mysterious dynasty of the Demon Kingdom, because if we cannot piece together sixteen characters, then The Dragon Bone Heavenly Book cannot be deciphered.
All the information about the Muchen Bead may fall on this.
By then, a two-pronged approach will see where a breakthrough can be made.
I wonder if the Tiebang Lama is still alive, maybe by then.
Going to talk to him on the shores of Latsolam, the fairy lake hanging in the sky, we can more or less understand some of the things we want to know.
Ghost Blowing the Lantern in Yunnan Worm Valley ends: