What is the Age of Darkness?

In the middle of the 7th century, Songtsen Gampo married Princess Qizun of Nepal and Princess Wencheng of the Tang Dynasty, and the two princesses brought with them the 8-year-old statue of Shakyamuni and the 12-year-old statue of Shakyamuni respectively, as well as a large number of Buddhist scriptures and craftsmen, and since then Tibetan Buddhism has flourished. In 842 A.D., the Bon people murdered the king Trizu Detsen and supported his brother Langdarma as Zampu, setting off a large-scale campaign to exterminate Buddha.

During this campaign, a large number of unproductive monks were forced to return to the laity, hunt with bows, temples were destroyed or diverted, Buddha statues were nailed and thrown into the water, and a large number of valuable Buddhist scriptures and relics were burned or thrown into the water......

This campaign to exterminate Buddhism represented the end of the pre-macro period, which led to the spread and development of Buddhism in Tibet for a hundred years, which fell into a state of stagnation.

Through the internal reference materials provided to us by Yin Yue before, I learned that this campaign to exterminate Buddhism is an eternal pain in the hearts of every Tibetan monk, and those precious Buddha statues, scriptures and cultural relics that have been lost will never be seen again. History is ethereal, thousands of years of fighting stars have changed, mountains and rivers have changed, I never thought that they would be under the Tianhu Lake, and they can see the light of day again, how can they not be excited?

We can understand all this, so we didn't care about the stars in the eyes of the big and small lamas beside us, and the two of us began to look around the mutant crocodile.

However, don't look at this sword-spine crocodile dragon is as obedient to the little lama as a pug, but to us, it is very vicious, the sword spine on its back is constantly shaking, panting in its nostrils, and there is a rough sound of breath rubbing in its throat, like a roar, and like a warning.

When the miscellaneous hairy trail fought with it just now, the carving knife pierced on its left eye was sticking straight into it, showing the hatred between the two sides.

There was a kind of vicious anger in the single eye of the sword-spine crocodile, if it hadn't just surrendered to the power of the little lama's Buddha's light, I was afraid that it would have pounced on us now. The two lamas talked excitedly, and when they saw the tension here, they quickly stopped communicating and ran over, and the little lama touched the pink nostrils of the sword-spine crocodile, kept chanting the scriptures, and whispered comforting.

The huge sword-spine crocodile was panting and the wind was blowing, but it didn't take long for it to finally calm down, but the muscles near its left eye kept contracting.

It was also obviously hurt to the point, and it couldn't help the pain.

Seeing the wound of this thing, the old lama sighed, stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and then attached the gabala bowl to it from his bosom, and then recited the scriptures, and as time went on, the bowl made of skull, like grease, was dripping and mixed with the left eye of the beast on the ground, and the broken vitreous body was actually fixed and no longer spasmodic and convulsed.

The old lama commanded, and the little lama put his palm on the forehead of the sword-spine crocodile, rubbed it gently, and then took the carving knife, and pulled it out in one fell swoop.

After the knife was pulled out, there was still a layer of thick glue-like liquid on the blade, yellow, viscous as honey.

The old lama sighed, and in turn, handed the handle of the knife to the miscellaneous hairy path.

Miscellaneous hair Xiaodao took it, and saw the two lamas with a compassionate expression, and immediately couldn't help complaining, saying that life and death are fighting, and naturally use all your strength, if you have this method of surrender, you can say it earlier, where does this animal have to suffer so much? After he finished speaking, he wiped the carving knife on the grass, saw that it was not clean, and ran to the lake to wash it.

By the time he returned, we were already studying the sword-spine crocodile.

After the old lama's treatment and the little lama's comfort, the animal's mood finally stabilized, lazily lying on the ground, stretching its body, and then turning over and showing us its bulging belly.

The black scales on its abdomen were not so hard, but slightly soft, and from the outside, it took on the form of a curled up human, rhythmic with the breath of the sword-spine crocodile. I asked the old lama with long eyebrows, "Master, is there any way to save the whole boy inside?"

The old lama looked at the handsome old lama, and the little lama nodded, then put his head on the ear of the giant crocodile and said a few words softly.

After saying this, the sword-spine crocodile shook its head violently and called out.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao wiped the wet carving knife on his sleeve, and asked puzzledly, "Is this animal happy?"

The little lama shook his head, saying that it was not unhappy, but because it was injured, and the nervous system of the whole body was shaken and collapsed, causing it to be unable to regurgitate the person in its stomach. I smiled and said that since this guy has this magical function, why has he become ineffective again, what is the reason for this? Miscellaneous Xiaodao also laughed beside him, saying how did you subdue this beast, it seems that it is still hiding its secrets, otherwise it would not have been able to get it out tightly, and it would have hurt the lives of innocent people?

The little lama scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "It hit me with two pestles just now, this magic weapon is not very harmful, but it has the effect of delayed shock, and it is estimated that it is starting to attack now." ”

Miscellaneous Xiaodao smiled and said that this time, it has nothing to do with us.

The old lama interrupted our conversation, he touched the undulating humanoid belly with his right hand, frowned, and said urgently: "It was seriously injured just now, and the self-regulation function in the body has been completely disordered, so that the organs that wrap the living creatures have little oxygen input......

He didn't finish his sentence, but we were already surprised by his question, and if that was the case, what would we do?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao did not hesitate at all, he had a natural aversion to this ugly reptile, or rather, he was very disliked by all the creatures called "dragons", and the carving knife that had just been put into his arms jumped out again, flew a few times on the fingertips of his right hand, and then stopped, pointed to the abdomen and said: "Otherwise, I will make a cameo appearance as a male obstetrician and gynecology doctor and give this guy a 'caesarean section'?" ”

The old lama disagreed, saying that the son of the Basang family is a life, but the sword-spine crocodile in front of us is also a life, and it has also taken refuge in my Buddha, and it cannot be killed indiscriminately. This disembowelment will not only cut its protective aura, leaving a legacy of disaster, but also force it to resist and escape from our control, and when the time comes, it will still harm the life in its womb.

How good is that? Seeing the two lamas in a dilemma, my mind moved, saying that this sword-spine crocodile is just an esophageal nerve that has no effect, if we can help it peristalsis the intestines from the inside out, can we regurgitate the child?

The old lama nodded and said that the theory is so, but what should we do, do we climb in and drag the people inside outside?

I smiled and said you don't have to worry about that. You two, here's a sentence that I need your consent to - I can keep it a secret for you, but you also need to keep it a secret for me, okay? Without saying a word, the two lamas stood with one hand and recited a Buddha name, saying yes.

With the assurances of these two people, I didn't care a lot, folded my hands, and sang loudly: "Please invite Lord Golden Silkworm Gu to appear!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the fat and golden fat worm appeared in mid-air, and after a slight pause, it shot towards the mouth of the sword-spine crocodile.

Swallowing such a small thing suddenly, the sword-spine crocodile dragon was taken aback, its remaining eyes widened, and then it screamed, obviously frightened. The fat worm disappeared in a flash, but the two lamas looked at each other, and the old lama pointed to the passing golden light in horror and shouted, "Bobby tumor-like worm? ”

Ignoring their astonishment, I stepped forward, only to see the large bulge in the belly of the sword-spine crocodile and begin to move upwards. At first, it was only a little bit, and it was difficult to see with the naked eye, but later, the short, thick limbs of the sword-spine crocodile began to slide like swimming, from the abdomen to the throat, and began to contract regularly, and after a few minutes, its narrow beak and beak opened hugely, and then from within, a large mass of slimy things rolled out.

The thing rolled around the shore of the lake a few times, and at last it opened up, and it turned out to be a teenager hanging with all kinds of slimy and smelly liquids.

His eyes didn't open, but his neck turned red and then bruised, and his hands were clawed into his neck, convulsing and convulsing. This is drunken oxygen, because after staying in the stomach of the sword-spine crocodile dragon for a day, the smell on his body is sour and smelly, and the smell is very bad, and the little lama hurriedly stepped forward, splashing water and undressing, which finally soothed him.

After opening his eyes, the Tibetan teenager knelt in front of the two lamas, kneeling and bowing, chattering, and praising all kinds of gratitude and praise.

Under the lama's persuasion, the young man was frightened, calmed down, and talked about his own affairs, which was nothing more than chasing a sheep to the shore of the lake, and the matter that was swallowed up did not have many twists and turns. He was also lucky, if the sword-spine crocodile ate him instead of the sheep first, he was afraid that he would have been buried in the crocodile's belly at this moment. At this time, he calmed down, washed him in the icy water, and the little lama said goodbye to the huge sword-spine crocodile, and then walked back no longer.

The old lama came to me and said that they would return to the monastery and then organize the hands to identify and excavate the sunken Buddha statues and relics of the Dark Ages. When the time comes, we may need our help. I don't want to, you know, we are fugitives now, we should have kept a low profile, if we come here with great fanfare at this moment, I am afraid that it will cause trouble.

The old lama had studied the Dharma and the mind all his life, and naturally knew what we were worried about, and he immediately assured us that he would keep everything secret for us and provide us with shelter if possible.

Speaking of which, I agreed, saying that we would see it then. On the way back, we met Basang and others who were driving cattle, and we were jubilant when we met.

Back at Gyatso's house in South Carolina, there are many celebrations, not to mention for the time being.

More than once in my night, I dreamed of a huge sarcophagus suspended in the water.