Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 81: Back again

　　 More than a dozen Tibetans came over, obviously with the meaning of forced robbery. It is normal for these college students to be afraid and nervous. Su Bai didn’t think there was anything, but when one of the Tibetans dropped the rags Su Bai was also stunned when he sat on the car hood and looked at the sky burial platform.

　　This......

　　 Su Bai stretched out his hand cautiously, trying to wipe off the rag from Jixiang's body. However, at this moment, Jixiang suddenly let out a very low meow.

　　 "Meow!"

　　 The cat cry was very low, with a little hoarseness, but not much smoke or fire, but it caused everyone present to shudder from the bottom of their hearts, including Su Bai.

　　 Everyone seemed to be in a daze, but quickly regained consciousness, and they didn’t know what happened.

　　 Those Tibetans just froze for a while, and then they started pointing at Li Yu and Su Bai for labor fees. After all, they cleaned the car for you and asked for money.

　　 In fact, this kind of thing used to happen all over the country, but in recent years, the country has developed better, and the traffic has become more and more developed. In some ordinary cities, there are also cameras everywhere. The huge monitoring system network and extremely efficient Under the attack of the local administration, this kind of low-level robbery method of blocking the road shouting "This road is my drive, this tree is my plant" is rare.

　　 However, this is an extremely remote area after all, not to mention sparsely populated, there is only this one on the road, and these Tibetans also know how to cover up a little, not to rob, but to wipe the car. With this layer of skin to cover up their wages, and their ethnic identity is a bit special, some local government departments also choose to turn a blind eye to it. After all, these current policies are very sensitive.

　　 The rag was removed by Su Bai, Jixiang still maintained the original posture and looked at the sky burial table in the distance, but Su Bai was sure that when he just opened the rag, he saw Jixiang’s eyes A flash of red light was fleeting. When Su Bai saw Jixiang for the first time, he saw the sea of ​​blood from the corpse mountain through Jixiang’s pupils. Moreover, Jixiang was able to follow the lychee and become a pet of the lychee. What can it be? Good-looking role?

　　's previous feelings, Su Bai still remembered that his bloodline was almost irritated, but he suppressed it forcibly, otherwise Su Bai would show the state of a vampire or a zombie in front of everyone.

　　 Li Yu took out his wallet, drew out three sheets of one hundred, and passed them over. His face was calm. Spending money to eliminate disasters is really nothing to him, and at this time and under such circumstances. It’s not a shame that the Tibetans’ clothes are soft. This place is called "wild countryside". There are not many passing vehicles, and naturally there are no pedestrians. Even if there are pedestrians, there are many local Tibetans. To put it bluntly, this is a good place for murder and arson. A modern man leaves the city and leaves the surveillance camera area and suddenly comes to a place off the beaten track. This sense of insecurity will be extremely strong.

　　 Fortunately, these Tibetans are not really killing people and arson. They can talk easily after receiving the money, and they will not be difficult. After all, they plan to do it for a long time to make extra money. It really makes things big and pushes the people above. They won't end up well after they have taken action.

　　 When one of them walked up to Su Bai and asked for money, Su Bai opened his wallet and gave five hundred instead of three hundred.

　　 The man also froze for a moment. They have encountered bargaining when doing this kind of thing. They don’t mind subtracting fifty and one hundred dollars. I saw someone who took the initiative to add money once.

　　 Over there, Li Yu and others also saw this scene, and they showed puzzled and contemptuous eyes. Obviously, they thought Su Bai was frightened.

　　 Actually, only Su Bai knows what he is doing, and giving a few hundred yuan more is nothing to Su Bai, and it is not enough for them to go to the sky burial.

　　 took the money and said hello. A dozen Tibetans also left in a very regular manner, without too much entanglement.

　　 Li Yu and others are no longer interested in taking pictures, and they are also worried that after this group of people have left, they will notify others to come to kill the fat sheep. .

　　 Su Bai also returned to the car, Jixiang was also carried in by Su Bai and placed on his lap.

　　 Su Nuan rolled her eyes at Su Bai after sitting in, and said, “Su Bai, we don’t really need to be so scared, and Li Yu has already given three hundred, and you won’t give them this car. What did you say."

　　 Su Bai smiled, too lazy to explain.

　　 The BMW in front of the car started, and Su Bai also started the car to follow.

　　 There is still a long way to travel, and I can stay in the hotel early to rest in Jiuzhai. After driving for so long, Su Bai is indeed a little tired.

　　…………

　　 There is a van parked at the celestial burial platform. This kind of inland license plate can be driven here. It must be said that it is a very strange thing. In 2005, the People’s Government of the Tibet Autonomous Region issued the Provisional Regulations on the Administration of Heavenly Burial 》, the area where the celestial burial is held is not allowed to be set as a scenic spot, and photography and photography are prohibited. Therefore, even if many travelers to Tibet are curious about this, it is difficult to find a way to see the truth. .

　　 An obviously elderly lama and a man in a black monk robe sat on the floor like this. In front of them were two cups of butter tea. Obviously, the black robe monk was not very cold with butter tea, but the old lama drank it very much by himself. Cozy.

　　 "Qilü, you still don't like butter tea." The old lama said with a smile, looking very kind.

　　 "Since I came here for the first time and saw how to cook butter tea, I didn't like it anymore. I always tasted a smell of cow dung." Monk Qilu said directly.

　　 "Hehe, that's because your vulgarity is still there, otherwise, there is nothing to look away from," the old lama said.

　　 "Look away for the sake of looking away, against one's own heart in order to see away, dislike is actually disliked, insisting on deliberately, on the contrary, it looks like." Qilu replied.

　　 "Okay, I can't tell you. Okay, it's not easy for you to come here. Let me see what you got."

　　The old lama stood up, and a little lama next to him brought up a golden drum. The old lama smiled and waved his hand. "There is no need to put these things. Since the seventh lawyer can bring that thing here, he obviously does it. To prevent it."

　　 At the sign of the old lama, a young and strong lama went to open the door of the van, and then stepped back respectfully without looking inside.

　　 At this time, the corpses of the family of three were all sitting in the van, showing a very strange sitting posture.

　　The old lama reached out and touched the male corpse, frowned, and touched the boy’s body again. He focused on the wound on the back of the boy’s head and sighed.

　　"Brother, you have worked so hard, and you have killed evil."

　　"The parents have entered the ghost way, and the children are also infected. I can only kill them. It is beyond rescue. It is better to take precautions so that they will harm some people. Blame me."

　　 The old lama nodded, looked at the three bodies, then turned around and looked at the burial table behind him. Above, a dozen eagles were hovering, obviously waiting for the feast to come.

　　The eagles near the sky burial platform often eat human flesh, and they have developed a ferocious nature. They will even attack the living people in the nearby area.

　　The old lama was a little embarrassed: "Seventh lawyer, I’m not a brother, I won’t help you, but these three corpses are too evil. Brother, I’m not able to digest the celestial burial platform here. Give it a try. Even if the seniors dare to pack the tickets, even if the corpses of this family of three are placed on the sky burial stage, and all the rituals are done, the condors will not dare to come down and peck.

　　"But, brother, this family of three people came back from a trip to Tibet, and they were infected with ghost energy. They have entered the ghost way. This taste, this technique, is obviously created by Tantric Buddhism. The reason you planted here is naturally You go and bear its fruit yourself."

　　 "There are so many sects in Tantric sect, and I don’t necessarily have to come here..."

　　While speaking, the old Lama's face suddenly changed, and he immediately shouted with an angry eyebrow:

　　 "I'm so brave, where are the evil spirits, dare to kill people in my field!"

　　 Qilu turned around and headed north, where there was obviously a strong **** aura rising into the air~IndoMTL.com~ The group quickly left the sky burial platform and rushed directly to the **** location. Soon, several Ten lamas came to a mountain col. The mountain col was not very steep. It was only two kilometers away from the road. But here, there were more than a dozen Tibetan corpses lying sideways, their deaths in a miserable state. The whole body seemed to have been scratched countless times by sharp claws, with its skin spattered and bloody.

　　The old Lama clenched a fist, slapped the staff on the ground, and drank a secret spell. After the obscure spell was read, a twisted and frightened soul appeared in front of the old Lama.

　　 The Seven Laws put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, because he knew that the souls who were forcibly held in this way would never be able to transcend and enter reincarnation.

　　 "Say, who hurt you?" the old lama asked.

　　 But the soul was filled with a dazed emotion. Obviously, he himself didn't know why he died suddenly.

　　 "Things that are not promising, I don't know how to die!" The old lama was obviously angry, and he stretched out his palm and directly attached it to the head of the soul. Then, the scene just happened appeared to the old lama. In his mind.

　　"Among those mainland tourists, there is an expert!

　　What a vicious heart, even if they are wrong, how can they die!

　　Since I am a member of the profound way, why do I have the same knowledge as ordinary people! "

　　 At this time, the old lama's gaze condensed into a picture, in the picture is the expression of Su Bai when he gave 500 yuan, without the slightest fear or panic, but with a touch of compassion.

　　 "It's him, it must be him, it must be him!" the old lama roared ~IndoMTL.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all on ~IndoMTL.com~Mobile Users please go to read.