Uncle Ming asked Axiang to point out where Adong's bardo body was hiding. As soon as Axiang's finger was raised, the fat man and I subconsciously hid backwards, feeling a little guilty, but no one expected that Axiang's finger was neither biased nor tilted, and pointed at the Buddha's iron rod Lama, the guardian of the Buddha.

The face of the iron rod lama changed suddenly, and she screamed so badly that she fell backwards. I quickly held his back with my eyes and hands. I looked at the iron rod lama. Her face was as bright as gold paper and her breath was as angry as a fancy. I was worried that he was in danger of life, so I quickly looked at his pulse. After exploring it, I found that his pulse was also appearing and disappearing from time to time, and it seemed that it was possible to go to the Western Paradise at any time.

I don’t understand what the bardo body is, and it doesn’t seem like I’m possessed by a ghost. When I encounter this situation, I don’t know what to do for a moment.

Uncle Ming, who was standing opposite us, said, "How could Adong die? Could it be that you murdered him?" As he said that, he winked at his subordinate Peter Huang and signaled him to protect himself.

The fat man on the side had a wrong idea and thought that Uncle Ming was asking Peter Huang to take action, so the fat man took out the paratrooper sword and stepped forward, trying to bring Uncle Ming down. Peter Huang pulled out the dagger and blocked Uncle Ming like an iron tower.

The ancient castle was tense for a moment, and the tense atmosphere was like a huge gunpowder barrel. A little bit of Mars would be detonated. Han Shuna was afraid of hurting her goddaughter, so she hurriedly pulled A Xianghu away.

Seeing that Fatty and Peter and Huang were about to go in with a white knife and the red knife came out, I thought to myself that we would not suffer any loss. The other party was an old man and two females. Even if Peter and Huang were a bitches, they were just a guerrilla in Southeast Asia at best. It would be a problem for the fat man to deal with him, just don’t kill anyone.

Shirley Yang thought I was going to persuade him, but seeing that I was silent, it seemed that I wanted to watch the fun, so he pushed me with his hand. I was stunned and then woke up. For some reason, I never treated Uncle Ming's group of men as my own. But if I really started to make trouble here, it would be of no benefit to both sides.

I shouted to everyone: "My comrades, everyone calm down. This is a misunderstanding, and this is not in Beirut. We can discuss anything calmly." I told Adong about the discovery of the Silver Eye Buddha in the ruins of the royal city. The fat man and I discovered it, and how he died tragically.

Uncle Ming quickly went down to the dowry: "Brother Hu said it makes sense. You can discuss anything. A Dong's bad boy is just greedy for some small profits. He should have died long ago. Don't hurt him..." After a pause, he said: "The most important thing is that this Lama master is finished. Let's burn his body quickly, otherwise we will suffer with it. Some of the ancient scriptures I read are about the bardo body."

Uncle Ming told us that you don’t understand Adong, a bad guy. Although he often does sneaky things, twisting the door and picking the lock, he is less courageous than a rabbit. He becomes a ghost and doesn’t dare to make things difficult for you. But the problem is that the bardo body now must have been hit by something, because the process of the bardo described in the scriptures is very terrifying, and it will go through forty-nine days. During this period, you will see a goddess similar to a white body in a bear head, holding a human corpse to make a stick, or holding a bowl of blood-filled brain-covered bowl. In short, it is shocking. Once the bardo body dissipates, it will become something that “dirty”. If it doesn’t burn it, it will kill others.

However, Uncle Ming was only a little sensible about this. Although he read the ancient scriptures of the Reincarnation Sect all day long, he read some content about the crystal corpses of the glacier. For other parts, they were all around, and the introduction of the bardo body in the scriptures is not very detailed.

I lowered my head to check the situation of the iron rod lama and found that several black blood vessels seemed to have burst on the lama's eyelids. So I opened his eyelids and saw that many black silks were covered with black silk, as if there was no sleep. However, the blood vessels in his eyes were all black. After careful observation, I found that the black silk in his eyes extended to the face, just like the blood vessels and nerves under the skin, they turned black, and the pulse fell and crossed, until the arms.

Everyone couldn't help but sweat when they saw the situation of the lama. What's so powerful? At this moment, the iron rod lama was unconscious and could not tell us how to deal with this situation.

I think among us at present, it seems that only Shirley Yang may know some things about Tantric Buddhism, but after asking, Shirley Yang was not clear about how to rescue him. The bardo body is a secret that Tantric Buddhism is not passed down. Only a few monks in Sikkim have the real secret. I am afraid that even if the iron rod lama is sober, he may not be able to solve it.

I was anxious. Could it be that we were really watching the iron rod lama die? He came from thousands of miles to help us. If he had any accidents... he might as well let me die for him.

Shirley Yang said to me: "Old Hu, don't worry, maybe A Xiang can help us. Her biological parents are core members of the Science Education. I don't know what Science Education is about, but I think A Xiang may have instinctive eyes, let her see the situation in the Lama's body, and maybe she can find a way."

"Instinctive eyes", I have heard that on the road two days ago, the Iron Rod Lama told us that A Xiang has a pair of "instinctive eyes". In Tantric Buddhism, lamas believe that eyes can be divided into seven realms. The first is the ordinary human eyes, which refers to mortals with normal vision; the second is the eyes, which are called "original eyes". Instinctive eyes, which are an eye with a keen intuition like wild animals. Because they are not polluted by the world, they are more than humans.

The range of vision is much larger. This range does not refer to the depth of vision, but can capture some things that normal people cannot see; the second is the "Heavenly Eye", which can see the situations of sentient beings in both worlds in the past and future for many lifetimes; the fourth is called the "Dharma Eye", which is as powerful as the eyes of Bodhisattvas and Arhats, which can clearly see the things that have happened hundreds of kalpas; the fifth is the "Holy Eye", which can clearly see the things that have happened millions of kalpas; the highest state is the "Buddha Eye", which is boundless, which can clearly see the eternal beginning and end.

After Shirley Yang's reminder, I realized that perhaps only A Xiang was a life-saving straw. I immediately took out my amiable expression of the PLA uncle and asked A Xiang to help me see what happened to the iron rod lama.

A Xiang hid behind Uncle Ming and said, "I can only see a bloody figure. It looks like it is A Dong, wrapped in some black things around the lama's body, and the right hand is most densely wrapped." A Xiang can only see these at most, and after watching for a long time, he will have a headache and never dare to look at it too much.

I curled my lips. What is this? What black thing? It was like not saying anything, but I couldn't force A Xiang, so I had to turn my head and ask Shirley Yang to discuss countermeasures. Shirley Yang lifted the sleeve of the iron rod Lama, looked at his right hand, and said to me: "When I was just showing the fur of the Himalayan savage, the Lama's finger was stabbed by a hard thorn in the fur. We didn't pay attention to it at that time. Could it be that this was not a bardo body, but a problem with the fur?"

I felt even more strange when I heard this. I squatted down to look at the iron rod lama's finger. The middle finger was indeed broken with a small hole, but there was no bleeding. I hurriedly said to the fat man: "Go into the house and take out the fur and burn it. The skin is strange."

The fat man ran into our room in a hurry, turned around and ran out again: "It's gone. I was obviously in the room just now, but can I run away with my own legs? Only a few strands of savage black hair..."

Everyone looked at each other and I said to Shirley Yang: "Maybe we are all out of sight. It's not Himalaya's savage skin, but the skin of a zombie that has become a corpse. Maybe it's the Portuguese priest, but since it's the black and fierce fur, we may still have a chance to save the lama."

Since ancient times, the primary issue facing the "Golden-Touching Captains" is how to deal with zombies and corpse poisons. However, we have never encountered zombies. However, before leaving Beijing, I and Dajinya and Chen Xiaozi, who told fortunes, had a thorough discussion in the bun shop. The blind man talked about many things that I rarely heard of, such as the black donkey hooves that have several uses...

Although blind Chen often talked big, some of the content was not groundless. He just crammed the Buddha's feet and had to take a try. Our black donkey hooves were found by swallows when they went to the Black Wind Trout. There were many donkeys in the village. At that time, there were eight of them, and they were thrown away at any time. They never added them again. They lost seven of them until they came back from Yunnan. Only one of them was left at home in Beijing. This time, they were also brought to the west by the fat man.

The fat man rummaged through his luggage for a long time before finding the black donkey's hooves and handing them to me. I weighed them twice with my hands. Whether it works or not, I was in no way sure. Let's try it out for now. If it doesn't work, it's God's will.

I was about to take action, but was blocked by Shirley Yang: "You want living people to eat black donkey hooves? It's absolutely not possible. This will cause death. Effective medical measures must be taken against the Lama master."

I said to Shirley Yang: "It's a miracle that you can find a herder at 800 miles away from this ancient ruin. Where can I find a doctor? Although my method is rustic, it also has its origin. It's definitely not for Lama Ak to eat the black donkey's hoof into his mouth. It's important to save people now. I don't have time to tell you carefully. If you don't remove the black and fierce fur as soon as possible, not only will the life of the iron rod Lama be unable to be saved, but the more people will die," he said.
Chapter completed!