Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 346: Accidents

Only a few people know about the death of Songjie Rencuo at the hands of Jia Shifang. Now listening to this old Khenpo say it himself, it seems that he also has some way of doing things...

"What? Songjie Rencuokuo Buddha passed away..." Gui Bugui had a surprised expression on his face, then he let out a sigh of 'heartbroken', and then continued: "Old man, I don't even know at all, No wonder I thought Kuo Buddha was a bit weird at the time. He also said that when he was away, I asked the old man to take good care of the speakers in Tongfo Temple. Looking back now, it should be Songjie Rincuo Kuo Buddha who had a hunch and explained the future. ..."

After speaking, the old guy sighed deeply. Following Khenpo Trisong Deren's trumpet, they all thought that Guibugui was the close friend of the Han Chinese of Songjie Rencuokuo Buddha. No one would have imagined that the death of Songjie Rincho Kuo Buddha would be at least half of the responsibility of the old fellow...

The old Khenpo sighed, and then he said: "That's all the creation of Songjie Rencuo... Let's not talk about this, please come to the temple to rest. Originally, at this time, we should entertain the benefactors for a while. Dinner. However, the monks of the Great Buddha Temple do not eat after lunch, and dinner is ready, but it is inconvenient for the monks to accompany them, so please forgive me.”

While speaking, the old Khenpo personally led the way and caught Wu Mian and Gui Bugui into the temple. The rest of the crew of the Surabaya stayed outside the temple. They moved the gifts they had prepared for the temple out of the carriage, and then handed them over to the horns.

Although the nearby toasts often come to donate items, they are not worth mentioning compared to the items sent by the Surabaya. These gifts include Buddha statues made of gold and white jade, as well as the utensils used to worship Buddha are also made of gold. The rest are 200 brocade quilts for the trumpet, and 200 sets of custom-made Yellow Sect trumpet robes.

Even the robes of ordinary small trumpets are made of brocade and bordered with gold lines. Compared with their robes, other yellow sect trumpets are just piles of rags. Looking at the items donated by the Surabaya, the speakers were all happy, waiting for the old Khenpo to distribute them to them later. At night, I sleep with a brocade quilt, and I don't change it for a little lady.

After handing over the gifts to the trumpet and moving into the temple, the rest of the guys started pitching tents at the temple gate. Someone invited by their big boss, and hundreds of them still have to cook by themselves. It's just that when these Surabaya guys started to cook, more than a dozen speakers came out of the Tongfo Temple. Watching these people indifferently, staring at these guys like a thief. But no one noticed that the ginseng doll named Ren San was missing from Wu Mian and Gui Bugui's side...

Outside the Tongfo Temple, when the Surabaya guys started to cook, the old Khenpo in the temple had invited them to the dining hall in the temple. After a few polite words, the old Khenpo left here with the horns. Leaving Wu Mian and Gui Wugui to eat here.

Last night several of them saw the two speakers drinking and eating meat with their own eyes. They thought that the old khenpo would also serve wine and meat. Unexpectedly, the small trumpet only brought some oily tsampa and butter tea, but there was no meat. After just taking a few bites, Xi Yingzhen almost overturned the table before waiting for Bai Wu to scold him.

"What do these loudspeakers mean? Are you just using this thing to fool Grandpa Warlock?" After the anger came up, Xi Yingzhen had already forgotten that he was placed under the sect of Laojun Taishang. He grabbed the monk's robe who was waiting for the small trumpet, and then continued: "Is this what you use to entertain us? , a torch to burn here..."

The old khenpo deliberately chose a few speakers who could speak Chinese to serve. Seeing the old man misunderstood, the speaker hurriedly explained: "The donor has misunderstood... The speakers in our temple also eat tsampa. Usually we can only And water, you can't drink butter tea. This is the butter tea brewed by Master Khenpo specially to entertain you..."

At this time, Bai Wuqiu couldn't bear it anymore, it jumped up and said to the small speaker: "Nonsense! Do you think we are three-year-old children? Your lamas are obviously drinking and eating meat outside, and I see it with my own eyes. Here it is!"

"Khenpo is just not allowed to eat meat in the Great Buddha Temple, and the horn is allowed to eat meat outside the temple." The small horn hurriedly explained, and after a pause, he continued: "Especially those who go to contact the chieftains and believers. Horn, they will definitely be entertained when they go out. Khenpo does not forbid them to eat meat outside the monastery, but as long as they return to the monastery, they can only rely on tsampa to satisfy their hunger.”

Looking at the trumpet doesn't look like a lie, Bai Wuqiu said with some surprise: "Aren't you still bald donkeys when you leave the temple? What's the difference? This is what kind of royal law, but you just endure it like that. ? This is the life of a human being, and you can't think of a way to secretly eat some meat and fish in the temple?"

The little trumpet gave a wry smile and said, "Donor, you are joking. Compared with the orthodoxy of the Buddha, this little appetite is nothing. We monks all want to cultivate to the right fruit, and can jump out of the five reincarnations..."

"Don't be too **** this little master, silly boy. Come and taste it. This tsampa is like eating ghee in your mouth." Gui Bugui grabbed a piece of tsampa and put it under his nose After smelling it, he continued: "It's a pity that the old man is fasting. Otherwise, why would I have to eat two pieces... Little Master, which meditation room does Master Guangren live in now?"

"Next door to Khenpo..." The little trumpet didn't expect Guiwugui to suddenly ask this, and almost blurted out a sentence. However, he reacted immediately, and hurriedly changed his mind and said: "Master Guangren has not appeared for a long time, and he always comes several times a year with Master Huan. When he came, he lived next door to Khenpo. ..."

"It turns out he's not here..." After Gui Bugui smiled, he continued to the small speaker: "That's all right, little master, just let us eat by ourselves. This silly boy has a thin skin, can't you see? Until you are seen and eaten. You go out first, and after we finish eating, go to see Master Khenpo by yourself."

Since the old guy said so, a few small speakers saluted and left the dining room. After they all left here, the old guy's face suddenly became anxious. After he glanced at 'Xu Fu', he said, "Master Dafang, why did the breath of ginseng suddenly disappear?"

"The breath hasn't disappeared, it's just a lot weaker. With your current ability, old guy, you can't feel it. Don't worry, it may have been frightened by something, it's a genius who escaped from the ground, can't crack down on fakes, run away It's still first-class..." After 'Xu Fu' smiled slightly, he continued to say, "You have some skills, old man, and you can guess that Guangren is now in this same Buddhist temple."

"If it wasn't for Guangren, how did the old Khenpo know that we were here?" Gui Bugui smiled and continued: "There must be alchemists who pretend to be Tibetans along the way to report to Guangren that we have arrived in Tibet. Then, through Guangren's mouth, I told the old Khenpo that we were coming to Tongfo Temple..."

Before the words of returning or not were finished, the ground of the entire Tongfo Temple suddenly began to shake violently. It's as if something is going up in the ground. At this time, there was a loud horn shouting in the yard...

After 'Xu Fu' listened to his ears, he turned his head towards Guibugui and said, "Say that a little monster was sprayed out of the well, the old khenpo asked all the speakers to turn on. what happened."

"The little monster was sprayed out..." Gui Bugui immediately heard something, and he hurriedly followed the small speaker to the yard. At this time, the ground trembled more and more. When the old guy rushed into the yard, he saw the pale-faced little Ren San lying quietly beside an ancient well...

Just as he was about to rush over to pick up Xiao Ren San and check his wounds, the ground returned to calm.