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Chapter 812 The Rejuvenated Corpse (12)

In the long line, the attendants drove the slaves and walked at the head.

Several Benedictine divisions rode on horses, surrounding the two carriages in the middle of the team.

'Nai Kangze' was sitting in one of the carriages. Behind him, several strong horses pulled a cart. A frame was supported by wooden bars on the cart, and a layer of black cloth was covering the frame. Above, a square 'black tent' was formed.

In the black tent, there is a faint aroma of ghee and medicinal herbs.

A figure that seemed to have no head loomed in the black cloth tent under the light.

Sitting in the carriage, 'Nai Kangze' put down a secret hidden scripture in his hand, opened the cloth curtain of the carriage, looked at the mountains with lush vegetation outside, and then turned his head to look at the horses behind his carriage. the cart.

"Take care of my mother!"

He gave instructions to the guards who followed the cart.

The guards nodded and responded respectfully.

Naikang retreated into the carriage and continued to read the "Sacred Canon" in his hand. This tome recorded all kinds of myths and legends that have been handed down from ancient times to the present in the Secret Tibet. The vast majority of people in Tibet believe that there are revelations to all living beings in the "Shen Canon".

If you can understand one of the revelations and act in accordance with the "revelation", you will get the treasure left by the ghosts and gods.

"The kings of Tianchi were buried on a high mountain, climbed the ladder, and entered the heaven.

If only my mother, Rinchen Tsangpa, had such a blessing. " Naikang murmured, the other two sitting in the carriage, 'Dun Hong', and his most valued master, 'Miwang', did not speak.

Naikang was burying his head and flipping through the "God's Canon" quickly. He didn't see any content on each page of the book at all, so he turned the pages in a hurry.

Finding omens from the "Sacred Code" is something that many nobles and teachers dream of. Since his mother died, Naikang has been reading this "Sacred Code" day and night, but he has not gotten any so-called enlightenment, which makes him feel sad. Doubt—maybe the so-called revelation is something that is created out of nothing?
Is it a way for the faithful masters of the Shenshenben religion to deliberately deceive people in the world in order to consolidate their status?
Turning to a page of the "Shen Canon" at random, he raised his head, looked at the master 'Miwang', frowned and asked: "On the day my mother died, I recited the "Shen Canon" for her, and received praises from the heavens." The story of Pu's ascension to heaven after death, I hope her soul can rest in peace, and I hope she can enjoy it freely.

At that time, my mother, who had died, suddenly opened her eyes and picked up the scroll in my hand.

She said 'mountain'—'go to that mountain'—

Then he died completely.

Miwang Dushi also said, this is some kind of enlightenment left by the "Shen Cang" for me through my mother, but now we have taken my mother through several major mountains, why has no new prediction appeared for so long? "

"Foreshadowing is always like this, mysterious and unspeakable.

In fact, there are quite a lot of people in the world who can obtain the prophecy, but those who can see the true meaning of the prophecy are very few.

But no matter what, it is already a blessing from heaven that the lord can get the prophecy. "Master Mi Wangdu replied to Naikangze with a smile.

What he said was equivalent to nonsense.

When Naikang heard his answer, he became even more irritable.

The convoy was moving slowly among the lush and lush mountains. Behind Naikangze's carriage, the cart carrying Naikangze's mother 'Rinchen Zamba' swayed, and the wooden frame on it drove the black cloth covered on the frame. Shake together.

Under the black cloth, the body of Rinchen Tsampa occasionally appeared.

The skin below Rinchen Tsangpa's neck was wrapped in pure white silk cloth, and her nostrils, mouth, ears, navel and other nine orifices were filled with wool balls made of clean wool, which were stained with safflower musk The potion made of medicinal materials blocks the nine orifices and cleanses the filth in the body.

His neck was bent, tightly pressed against his chest, his legs were crossed, and his neck, legs joints, and hands were tied with ropes. After death, his body was forcibly placed in a posture of bowing his head and sitting in meditation, and his hands were also forcibly fixed. Became the '卍字印'.

A thick layer of ghee was spread on top of Rinchen Tsampa's head.

Rinchen Tsangpa, who is sitting cross-legged, does not take up much space.

Her whole body wrapped in white cloth was wrapped in a black cloth bag with a rope sewn on the edge of the black cloth bag. Others could tighten the rope at any time and wrap Rinchen Tsangpa's whole body in it. Inside the cloth pocket.

The cart was pulled by strong horses and staggered forward.

Rinchen Tsangpa's body in the black cloth tent was also swaying.

At the front of the car, there is a copper stove fixed there, a handful of cypress incense is inserted in the incense burner, and it is burning under it. The stench of dead bodies, the funeral beetles gathered around.

The cypress incense was burning, sending out bursts of blue smoke, floating in the dark night.

The funeral insects that came with the wind retreated layer by layer under the wheels of the cart.

Suddenly, the strong horses pulling the cart neighed again and again, their hoofs raised and fell heavily, leaving shallow and deep marks on the grass - the marks became deeper and deeper until the hooves of the horses They were all stuck in the wet and soft grass, unable to walk any longer, neighing unwillingly in place!

"Herod—"

"咴—希——咴——"

The entire convoy stopped in place because of the strong horses pulling the cart, and then slowly stopped moving forward.

"The horse won't move!"

"My lord, Maratha won't move Grandma Rinchen Tsangpa's car!"

The attendants and slaves in the team shouted one after another.

The servants drove the slaves, and the slaves clustered on both sides of the cart, exerting all their strength and shouting to push the cart, but the cart still remained motionless!
In the black cloth tent, Rinchen Tsangpa, who had become so skinny, why did he have such a terrifying weight?

More than a dozen slaves and attendants went to push the cart, but none of them could push it?
People are confused.

On the sky, the dim moonlight was also covered by black clouds.

Amidst the shouts of attendants and slaves, the eldest son of Naikangze's family, Dun Hong, jumped out of the carriage in front with Miwang, and walked straight to the carriage carrying him In front of Grandma's cart.

Without his hands, the Benedictine masters waved their horsewhips and drove the dirty slaves gathered around to other places.

Dunhong kept a few guards by his side.

Miwang looked at Rinchen Zampa's body looming in Heiburi, and said in a deep voice: "All slaves, all those whose homes are unclean, and all those who do not worship the gods of our religion, turn your back on them."

After the words fell, the slaves turned their backs to the cart.

Several attendants also turned their backs.

Seeing that everyone turned around as promised, Dun Hongcai lifted the black cloth covering the wooden frame under Mi Wang's gaze -

Under the light, the body of the grandmother 'Rinchen Tsangpa' has broken the straw rope wrapped around her neck. She is sitting upright in the wooden frame, with the black cloth bag dropped to her waist.

'She' made a swastika seal with both hands, raised her head and closed her eyes, and faced Dunhong and Miwang who were directly in front of her. All the wrinkles, corpse spots, age spots and other plaques on her face disappeared, and her hair was originally as pale as withered grass. , and now it is black and shiny——'she' seems to have rejuvenated, becoming more beautiful than the most beautiful girls Dunhong and Miwang have ever seen!
Looking at the dead body of his grandmother who was decades younger in the carriage, Dun Hong was in a daze for a moment.

He immediately came back to his senses and swallowed, not sure if the girl's body wrapped in a white cloth and whose skin was as white as jade under the light was his grandmother Rinchen Tsangpa?
So he turned around and asked his father to come and identify him.

——He just turned his head away, and his father, Naikang, was already standing behind him holding the "God's Canon", looking gloomy at the lustful Dun Hong, and waved Dun Hong aside.

Naikangze stared at the corpse of the girl sitting cross-legged in the wooden frame with a smile on her face.

From the eyebrows and eyes of the girl's face, it was instantly recognized that this was his mother - Rinchen Tsangpa!
"Mother!" Naikangze looked at his mother's face that was dozens of years younger. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment. He knelt down to the mother's body in the frame and continued, "Mother, why don't you want to come here?" gone?
Did the horse that pulled the cart hurt you?Or did the stench of the guards catch you?

My son is here, let me pull the cart for you! "

While talking, Naikang pressed the leather rope on the pull hook on his back, turned around and exerted force——Dun Hong and several masters also crowded around the cart, helping to push the cart!

However, they tried their best, but they couldn't pull the car a little bit!
Naikang and the others looked at each other, looking at the corpse of Rinchen Zampa, who was dozens of years younger, in the cart, but Naikang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. When he was at a loss, he walked around the convoy. Wang came back.

Miwang pointed to the deep ruts under the wheels of the cart and several strong horses whose hooves had sunk deep into the grass, while Tong Naikang said, "Lord Lord, when Rinchen Zamba died, his body weighed no more than one hundred and twenty Ten catties.

It's just the weight of such a corpse, how could it cause the wheels of the carriage to sink to such an extent?
Even a few horses can't pull it, a dozen slaves, or even us push and pull it ourselves, but it doesn't move at all? "

Naikang looked at Miwang: "What does Master Du mean?"

"That's the foreshadowing.

It is the final foreshadowing given to the master by Rinchen Zamba in the "Shen Canon".

——It's not that Rinchen Tsangpa doesn't want to leave, it's that she's already at the place now.

Sir, which is the last page of the "Divine Canon" you just read? "Miwang asked Naikang.

Naikang hurriedly opened the cover of the "Shendian" book, flipped through the pages, and finally stopped at the last page he saw, and handed the book to Miwang.

Mi Wang browsed the contents of the book until he saw the last two words on the page.

He pointed out the two secret Tibetan characters to Naikangze, and Naikangze said, "My lord, the last two characters are 'Dunwang'."

"Yes yes yes!" Naikang nodded repeatedly.

Miwang returned the book to Naikangze, looked around, and said with a smile: "Master, the high mountain directly in front of us is named 'Dunwang Mountain'!"

"Yes——" Naikang nodded subconsciously, and after nodding his head twice, he suddenly realized, his face was full of ecstasy, he looked around, and finally looked at the green mountain directly in front of him, "Dunwang Mountain? !"

(End of this chapter)