In the long queue, the attendants drove the slaves to the front.
Several Atsumoto divisions were on horseback, 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. The cart was supported by wooden bars to support a frame. A layer of black cloth was covered with this frame.
Above, a square 'black tent' is formed.
In the dark tent, there was a faint aroma of butter and herbs.
A figure that seemed to have no head, loomed in the black cloth tent under the light.
Naikangze, who was sitting in the carriage, put down a hidden sacred book in his hand, opened the curtains of the carriage, looked at the mountains with lush vegetation outside, and then turned to look at the horses behind his carriage.
That pallet truck.
"Watch my mother!"
He gave instructions to the guards surrounding the carriage.
The guards nodded and responded respectfully.
Naikang retracted into the carriage and continued to read the "Divine Code" in his hand. This classic records various myths and legends that have been passed down from ancient times to the present in the secret realm. The saints of the gods' sect look for prophecies and secrets from the "Divine Code".
The vast majority of people in Tibet believe that the "Sacred Code" contains revelations for all living things.
If you can understand one of the revelations and act according to this "revelation", you will obtain the treasure left by ghosts and gods.
"The kings of Tianchi were buried on high mountains, climbed the ladder to heaven, and entered the heaven.
It would be great if my mother, Rinchen Zangpa, could have such a blessing." Naikang murmured, and the other two people sitting in the carriage, 'Dunhong' and his most valued disciple 'Miwang'
Neither spoke.
Naikang was immersed in reading the "Divine Code" quickly. He hurriedly turned over the pages without seeing anything clearly on each page.
Finding predictions from the "Divine Code" is what many nobles and dedicated teachers dream of. After his mother passed away, Naikangze read the "Divine Code" day and night, but did not get any so-called revelation, which made him feel sad.
Doubt-maybe the so-called revelation is something that comes out of nothing?
Is it a way for the dedicated masters of the Shen Shen Ben religion to deliberately deceive people in the world as a way to consolidate their status?
Turning to a certain page in the "Sacred Canon" at random, he raised his head, looked at Du Shi Miwang, frowned and asked: "On the day when my mother died, I recited the "Shangtian Chi Zhuzhu Praise" for her.
The story of Pu's ascension to heaven after her death. I hope her soul can rest in peace and that she can be used freely.
My mother, who had died at that time, suddenly opened her eyes and picked up the book in my hand.
She said 'mountain' - 'go to the mountain' -
Then he died completely.
Master Miwang Du also said that this is some kind of revelation left for me by the "Divine Canon" through my mother, but now we have taken my mother through many mountains, why has no new sign appeared yet?"
"Prophecies are always like this, mysterious and hard to describe.
In fact, there are many people in the world who can get predictions, but there are very few who can see the true meaning of predictions.
But no matter what, it is a blessing from heaven that the lord can get the prophecy." Master Miwang Du replied to Naikangori with a smile.
What he said was equivalent to nonsense.
Naikang became even more irritable after hearing his answer.
The motorcade was moving slowly through the mountains and fields with lush vegetation. Behind Naikangze's carriage, the cart carrying Naikangze's mother, Rinchen Zamba, was swaying. The wooden frame above moved the black cloth covering the frame.
Drifting together.
Under the black cloth, the body of 'Rinchen Zampa' was occasionally revealed.
The skin below Rinchen Zampa's neck was wrapped in white silk cloth. Her nostrils, mouth, ears, navel and other nine orifices were filled with hair balls made of clean wool, which were stained with red flower musk.
The potion made from medicinal materials blocks the nine orifices and cleanses the dirt in the body.
His neck was bent and pressed tightly against his chest, his legs were crossed, and the neck, joints of his legs, and hands were tied with ropes. The dead body was forced into a meditating posture, and his hands were also forcibly tied.
It became the 'Swastika Seal'.
A thick layer of butter was also applied to the top of Rinchen Zampa's head.
Rinchen Zangpa, who is sitting cross-legged and meditating, does not take up much space.
Her whole body, wrapped in white cloth, was wrapped in a black cloth bag. A circle of rope was sewn on the edge of the black cloth bag. Others could tighten the circle of rope at any time and wrap Rinchen Zampa's entire body in it.
Inside the cloth pocket.
The cart was pulled by strong horses and moved forward unsteadily.
Rinchen Zampa'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 into the incense burner. It is burning. The unique smell of burning cypress trees is emitted in the wind, dispelling the extremely shallow and extremely shallow smells surrounding it.
The stench of corpses, surrounded by mourning insects.
The cypress incense burned, emitting bursts of green smoke, floating in the dark night.
The mourning insects that came with the wind retreated layer by layer under the wheels of the cart.
Suddenly, several strong horses pulling the cart neighed several times, and their hoofs lifted and fell heavily, leaving imprints from shallow to deep on the grass - the imprints became deeper and deeper, until they reached the hoofnails of several horses.
They were all stuck in the wet and soft grass, unable to move any longer, and they were neighing unwillingly on the spot!
"Herod-"
"咴——咴——咴——"
The entire convoy stopped in place because of the strong horses pulling the carts, and gradually stopped its progress.
"The horse can no longer move the carriage!"
"Sir, Lord, the horse can no longer move Grandma Rinchen Zampa's cart!"
The attendants and slaves in the team shouted.
The attendants drove the slaves, and the slaves crowded on both sides of the cart. They tried their best to push the cart while shouting slogans, but the cart still didn't move at all!
In the black cloth tent, Rinchen Zangpa, who has obviously become thinner, has such a terrifying weight?
More than ten slaves and attendants tried to push the cart, but they couldn't even push it?
People were confused.
In the sky, the dim moonlight was also obscured by dark clouds.
Amidst the shouts of the attendants and slaves, the eldest son of the Yasunori family, Atsuhiro, jumped out of the carriage in front with Miwang. Surrounded by a group of Atsushi masters, they walked straight to the carriage carrying him.
In front of grandma's cart.
Without him having to do anything, the masters would wave their whips and drive the dirty slaves gathered around them elsewhere.
Atsuhiro left several guards with him.
Miwang looked at the looming corpse of Rinchen Zampa in the black cloth and said solemnly: "All slaves, all those whose families are unclean, and all those who do not worship the gods of our religion, please turn your back."
After the words fell, the slaves turned their backs to the cart.
Several attendants also turned their backs.
Seeing everyone turn around as instructed, Atsuhiro lifted the black cloth covering the wooden frame at the signal from Miwang's eyes——
Under the light of the lamp, the corpse of the grandmother Rinchen Zamba had broken the straw rope around her neck. She was sitting upright in the wooden frame, with a black cloth bag dropped to her waist.
'She' formed the swastika seal with her hands, raised her head and closed her eyes, facing Atsuhiro and Miwang straight ahead. All the wrinkles, freckles, age spots and other spots on her face disappeared, and her hair was as pale as withered grass.
, now also black and shiny - 'she' seems to have rejuvenated her youth, becoming more beautiful than the most beautiful girls Atsuhiro and Miwang have ever seen!
Atsuhiro looked at the corpse of his grandmother who was several decades younger in the carriage and was stunned for a moment.
He came back to his senses immediately, swallowed, and was not sure whether the body of the girl, wrapped in white cloth, whose skin was as white as jade under the light of the lamp, was his grandmother Rinchen Zampa?
So he turned around and asked his father to come over and identify him.
——He just turned his head, and his father Noyasu was already standing behind him holding the "Sacred Scripture", looking at Atsuhiro with a lustful face with a gloomy look, and waved Atsuhiro aside.
Naikangze stared at the corpse of a young girl sitting cross-legged in a wooden frame with a smile on her face.
From the brows and eyes of that girl's face, he could instantly recognize that this was his mother - Rinchen Zampa!
"Mother!" Nai Kangze looked at his mother's face that was decades younger. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment. He knelt down to his mother's body in the frame and continued, "Mother, why don't you want to come here?
gone?
Did the horse pulling the cart hurt you? Or was it the stench from the guards that hurt you?
My son is here, my son can pull the cart for you!"
As he spoke, Naikang pressed the leather rope on the hook on his back, turned around and exerted force - Atsuhiro, and several Atsushi masters also gathered around the cart to help push the cart!
However, they tried their best, but they couldn't move the car at all!
Naikangze and the others looked at each other in confusion. Looking at the body of Rinchen Zamba, who was several decades younger in the cart, Naikangze couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. When he was at a loss what to do, Mi Mi walked around the convoy.
Wang came back.
Miwang pointed to the deep ruts under the wheels of the cart and the hooves of several strong horses sunk deep into the grass. Tongnaikangze said: "Sir, when Rinchen Zampa died, his body weight did not exceed one hundred and two.
Ten pounds.
How could the weight of such a corpse cause the carriage wheels to sink to such an extent?
Several horses can't pull it, a dozen slaves, and even us pushing and pulling it ourselves can't move it at all?"
Naikang looked at Miwang: "What does Master Du mean?"
"This is a sign.
It is the final prophecy given by the "Divine Code" to the master through Rinchen Zampa.
——It’s not that Rinchen Zangpa doesn’t want to leave, it’s that she has already arrived.
Sir, what is the last page of the "Sacred Code" you just looked at?" Miwang asked Naikangze.
Naikang quickly opened the cover of the "Sacred Code" and flipped through the pages, finally stopping at the last page he saw, and handed the book to Miwang.
Miwang browsed the contents of the book until he saw the last two words on the page.
He pointed out the two hidden characters to Naikangze, and Naikangze said: "Master, these last two characters are 'Dunwang'."
"Yes, yes!" Naikang nodded repeatedly.
Miwang handed the book back to Naikangze, looked around, and said with a smile: "Master, the high mountain directly in front of us is called 'Dunwang Mountain'!"
"That's right -" Naikang nodded subconsciously. After nodding his head twice, he suddenly reacted. His face was full of ecstasy. He looked around, and finally looked at the green mountains directly in front, "Dunwang Mountain?
