Basang was stirring and kneading, and after a while, he kneaded out a ball of dark yellow tsampa that was about the size of a palm. I originally thought it was just a semi-finished product, but I didn't expect that he would put it directly into his mouth.
Rise.
Jianjian and Dong Xiaodan and I were completely shocked, but Professor Dong and Haibeard didn't care and started making tsampa like Basang.
I saw that Basang was eating with gusto, and I couldn't help but think to myself: Although this butter tea doesn't smell very good, if it is mixed with tsampa noodles, it might not taste too bad. Now that I'm here, I have to try it, so I also
Then I kneaded the tsampa noodles, but before kneading, I asked Dong Xiaodan to take a napkin and wiped my dusty hands. If I was like Basang, I wouldn't be able to eat it.
The tsampa was quickly kneaded. I took it to my nose and smelled it. There was still an unpleasant smell. I held my breath and took a bite, but I didn't expect that the taste was pretty good.
Seeing that I had already taken my mouth, Jianjian asked in a low voice: "Brother, how does it taste?"
I nodded to him: "This tsampa is not bad, it tastes better than I imagined!" After hearing what I said, Jianjian and Dong Xiaodan also kneaded tsampa noodles.
After eating tsampa and drinking half a bowl of butter tea, I found that my physical strength seemed to have recovered a lot, and other people felt the same as me.
Professor Dong explained to us that butter tea can alleviate altitude sickness, which is why Tibetans who take butter tea for a long time do not suffer from altitude sickness.
After hearing what he said, I suddenly became more fond of butter tea.
While we were eating tsampa and drinking butter tea, Basang had already started chatting with Uncle Jamba, but they both spoke in Tibetan, and we didn’t know what they were talking about.
After chatting for a while, Basang said to us: "Uncle Qiangba said that Tashi Dorje went to Doma Temple. A few days ago, due to a small earthquake, a landslide caused the Doma Temple to collapse. Many young men in the village
All the laborers have gone to the Doma Temple to help. I am physically disabled but not mentally disabled. Although I am lame in one leg, I am full of energy and insist on joining in the fun."
Professor Dong was slightly startled and quickly asked: "Dolma Temple collapsed? Is Master Dolma okay?"
Basang immediately turned around and asked Uncle Qiangba in Tibetan. Uncle Qiangba muttered a lot. After Basang listened, he turned to everyone and said: "Master Dolma is fine. It was midnight when the incident happened.
A side hall in the temple collapsed, and the monks in the temple were resting in the back room at the time, so there were no casualties. However, the entire temple was seriously damaged, and the terrain of Doma Temple is dangerous, so it will probably take some time to repair it.
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Professor Dong was relieved to hear that Master Dolma was fine.
While we were chatting, the extremely powerful barking of the Tibetan Mastiff suddenly came from outside the door of the house. Uncle Qianba's face changed slightly, and he stood up immediately. Without saying a word, he quickly walked to the door, picked up the hanging by the door
The long-barreled shotgun rushed out of the door.
We realized something was wrong, so we quickly got up and followed Uncle Jamba out of the house.
At this time, the sky was completely dark. With the dim light shining outside the house, one could see the situation within a few feet in radius, while the places a little further away were basically invisible.
The huge Tibetan Mastiff kept barking in one direction, but we looked in that direction and saw nothing.
In order to see further, I took out a strong flashlight from my backpack and shined it in that direction, but there was still nothing.
I was wondering when suddenly a white shadow passed through the flashlight light at a very fast speed. I couldn't see clearly what it was. Dong Xiaodan screamed in fright. I was also nervous and hurriedly put my hand
He reached to his waist and held Longya, and lowered his voice and asked, "What was that just now?"
Wen Qingshan whispered: "I think it's a human being, he should be wearing a woolen jacket!"
Seabeard turned to Basang and said: "Brother, ask Uncle Qianba who he is?"
As soon as he finished speaking, before Basang could speak, Uncle Qiangba said slowly in somewhat stiff Chinese: "He is a weak man."
Everyone was surprised. No one expected that Uncle Qianba could actually speak Chinese.
Professor Dong thought he had heard wrongly and asked hurriedly: "Uncle Qianba, what did you just say?"
Uncle Qianba turned around and said to everyone again: "He is a weakling!"
I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly I remembered that Professor Dong had just told us what a weak man meant, and I couldn't help but exclaimed: "Does it mean there are zombies moving around here?" Everyone suddenly became nervous, and Dong Xiaodan hid immediately.
Behind me, I pulled my clothes tightly with my hands.
However, everyone used flashlights to shine around for a long time, but they couldn't find the black shadow just now. They didn't know whether it was hiding or had slipped away.
Uncle Qianba saw that the Tibetan Mastiff had stopped barking, and after saying something in Tibetan, he turned around and entered the house.
Basang translated: "Uncle Qiangba said that the weak man should have left. It's cold outside, so everyone should go inside first."
Everyone followed them into the house. After sitting down, Professor Dong asked: "Uncle Qianba, do you speak Chinese?"
Uncle Qiangba replied in blunt Mandarin: "I can speak a little. I used to work at the Naqu Forestry Public Security Bureau."
Wen Qingshan hurriedly asked: "You just said that the figure was a weakling. What is the basis for it?"
Uncle Qiangba sighed and started telling us the story. However, because he didn't speak Mandarin very well, he still spoke in Tibetan most of the time, while Basang was responsible for translating.
It turns out that since the Doma Temple collapsed due to a landslide half a month ago, a mysterious creature has appeared in this area. Dozens of goats belonging to a herdsman's family were all bitten to death by this creature overnight.
At first everyone thought it was snow leopards, but when these goats were dissected, they found that the blood in their bodies was high.
Although snow leopards can attack herds, they do not suck blood, and they still sucked the blood of dozens of goats. Just when everyone was puzzled, another herdsman's yaks were attacked
During the attack, seven adult yaks were bitten to death in one night, and they died in the same condition as the goats, having been drained of their body blood.
If the goat herd may have been killed by a snow leopard attack, then the yak was bitten to death in the first place, which is a bit difficult to explain. The yak is the largest herbivore in the plateau area. The adult yak is strong and has a foot per head.
It weighs four to five hundred kilograms, and yaks have a fierce temperament. Unless they are extremely hungry, snow leopards generally will not attack adult yaks, let alone kill seven adult yaks in one night.
This means that it was not the snow leopard that did it! But in the plateau area, the snow leopard is the largest carnivore. No other animal except the snow leopard can pose a threat to the yak. If not the snow leopard, what would it be?
What the villagers did not expect was that the matter did not end there. In the following period, livestock were attacked one after another, including ferocious Tibetan mastiffs, and without exception, the animals were attacked to death.
They were all drained of body blood.
The villagers were panicked for a moment, so they went to Doma Temple to seek advice from the highly respected Master Dolma. Only then did Master Dolma tell everyone the reason.
The story has to start more than two hundred years ago.
This area belongs to the plateau pastoral area. Originally, people lived in tents and felt tents instead of the adobe houses we see now. Every once in a while, they would set up camp and look for places with more abundant water and grass to live their lives.
Nomadic life with no fixed abode.
More than two hundred years ago, a local chieftain prince accidentally fell into the nearby Chishui Lake and died. His body was discovered three days later. What is incredible is that when the prince was fished out of the water, his face turned pale.
His body was rosy and there was no sign of swelling. He looked like he was asleep. Everyone thought that the prince must have been blessed by the gods, so his body could not rot. So for the first time, he did not bury the body, but buried it.
They worshiped him and went to worship him one after another.
However, a few days later, something extremely terrible happened. On this day, some villagers were worshiping the prince. He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. The lamas and villagers present thought it was a manifestation of the gods.
He quickly leaned down and looked more pious.
Unexpectedly, this prince suddenly launched an attack on everyone present. His speed was extremely fast, and everyone present was lying on the ground with their faces on the ground, defenseless. Even when the people in front were attacked, the people behind were attacked.
People still don't know what happened. Therefore, only a few people survived in the end, and those who were attacked by him were all drained of their body blood without exception.
What's even more frightening is that people who are drained of their body blood by him will transform into corpses within two days, turning into inhuman zombies and continuing to attack other people.
Not long after, almost all the nomadic tribes within a radius of dozens of miles were attacked by the zombies. Just when people were helpless, a Bon elder suddenly arrived. He told the surviving villagers that the chieftain prince was killed by Chishui Lake.
Possessed by evil spirits, Chishui Lake is a thousand-year-old evil lake.
The reason why the lake is crimson is because the blood of an ancient evil spirit flowed into the lake. Now that the evil spirit is reborn with the help of the corpse of the chieftain prince, there is only one way to resolve the disaster, and that is to cremate the corpse of the chieftain prince.
.and buried his ashes on the top of Mount Daga Doma.
The elder of the Bon religion asked the surviving villagers to help him pile up a pile of dried yak dung next to Chishui Lake. At night, he lit the pile of dung on fire and danced the sacred dance alone beside the bonfire, while dancing and mouthing.
He was also chanting the ancient and mysterious Bon magic mantra,
The chieftain prince who was possessed by the evil spirit was summoned, and he seemed to be fascinated and danced with the Bon elder. Finally, the Bon elder jumped into the fire, and the chieftain
The prince also jumped into the fire and was burned to ashes.