Zhang Ling said firmly: "Don't ask, it must be him. There can be no mistakes above."
Big Eye said: "But what if he ignores us?"
Zhang Ling said: "Don't worry, he will always speak."
At this time, Jia Sidao walked to the bed and looked at Khamba for a few moments, and then said: "From the perspective of his clothes, he should have a lot of history." * Pulling it up, Kham is still eating the bread we provided him. When he tried to break free from Jia Sidao's hand, the crumbs fell all over the floor. He tried to break free several times but ended in failure and gave up.
Jia Sidao said: "The yellow six-armed Bodhisattva hanging on his chest, regardless of whether it is copper or gold, but the six-armed Bodhisattva is a statue of the thirty-first Zanpu. Its cultural and historical value is immeasurable. If it is placed in an auction house, the reserve price of such a thing needs to be evaluated in millions as the basic unit; secondly, the blanket on the ground, although dirty, but the pattern on it is still clear and recognizable, it is the flower of the Buddha In the picture of the road, sitting next to him is Moko Kaye, Venerable Garuda and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva whispering to each other. On the right is Nanmu Guanyin, etc. The faces of the characters are invincible and wonderful."
I can't help but move my heart, Earth Store Bodhisattva? Isn't the secret technique of the Nanhai school based on the "Ksitigarbha Sutra"
Jia Sidao continued: "If I read it right, this should be an exquisite thangka before the Song Dynasty, using embroidery skills. Such a thing cannot be measured by value. Look at his headdress and waist ornaments. , Looks tattered, but none of them are mediocre."
Big-eyed and said in surprise: "Goodbye, isn't all he wears antiques?"
Jia Sidao nodded and said, "Almost."
Zhang Ling said: "I can't think of the older generation, who actually understands Tibetan culture."
Jia Sidao smiled and said: "In the early years, I spent a few years in Tibet and did some research on Tibetan Buddhism."
I asked: "God, do you say he is really stupid or fake?"
Jia Sidao stared at Khamba with a sneer, and said, "The real can't be fake, and the fake can't be real."
Big Eye also walked to Khampa, reached out his hand to touch his clothes, and said, "Master, is his clothes really valuable?"
Zhang Ling said: "Why, do you want to take his clothes away for money?"
Big eyes dragged the six-armed Bodhisattva on Khampa’s chest with the palm of his hand, and said, “Am I that kind of person? I mean, how can someone like this be so worthy
Money stuff. "
Jia Sidao said: "Although the things he wears are valuable, they are not for a fool in a civilized area, so he must come from a place with little contact with the outside world, and the identity of this fool is not ordinary. "
Zhang Ling looked at the person who brought us and asked, "Have anyone come to him before us?"
The man said, "Yes. Several groups of people have looked for him recently."
"How many calls? How many calls? Who are they?"
"There are at least three groups of people. There are soldiers, merchants, and expeditions. Who are you?"
The soldiers should be officials. What are the origins of merchants and expeditions? Apart from Mao's family, is there anyone else who wants to find the Amsaba Cave
More importantly, why do these people look for Kamba and why are they all concentrated during this time? It seems that there is only one answer. Those who come to Kham will get "top secret" information just like us.
Moreover, those people are all coming to Khampa, what secret is hiding in Khampa
At this moment, Kangba raised his hand and "slapped" it, knocking out his big-eyed hand. He got up and wanted to run out. The big eyes subconsciously grabbed his clothes and pulled open the shirt at his neckline, revealing Got a tattoo.
Being caught by the clothes by Big Eye, Kangba was a little anxious and pushed his big eye with both hands. This Kangba was very strong, and he pushed the big eye somersault, and then passed us like a gust of wind, and drove the door. .
I wanted to rush out to chase, but was stopped by Jia Sidao and said, "You don't need to chase, the more you chase him, it will make you feel dangerous with him and run farther."
Big Eye got up from the ground and said embarrassingly: "He is so strong. The tattoo on his chest seems to be a beast, a unicorn."
Zhang Ling muttered to himself: "A unicorn?"
The four old gods of Jia said: "Kangba is a Goba tribe, Qilin is a totem of the Goba tribe. When a male of the Goba tribe is an adult, he will have the tribal totem tattooed on his chest."
Zhang Ling was surprised and said, "Is it really a Goba?"
Jia Sidao nodded and said, "You can't go wrong."
I hurriedly asked: "God father, is there any difference between this Goba tribe?"
"Before liberation, the Goba people were still slashed and burned. They belonged to primitive tribes that lived in groups and hunted. They lived in a place where they had to climb a peak of more than 7,000 meters above sea level and stayed behind the last virgin forest on the plateau. They were a tribe that lived with wolves. They are brave
Fierce, is the best hunter in the plateau forest. Legend has it that the ancestral souls of the Goba people attached to the Zan demon, bringing plague, death, and disaster. The post-Zan demon was suppressed by the auspicious mother, and the unicorn is also the beast that helped the auspicious mother to defeat the Zen demon. So they regard the unicorn as the totem of the tribe. "
Big eyes asked: "Then you said, does the mastiff in the photo have anything to do with Qilin or Goba?"
No one can answer this question, because this is exactly what we want to know.
Coming out of Kham's residence, the local resident said that he still had things to do, so he left first. The four of us started looking for Khamba in the streets and alleys of Langkazi.
After the prodigal son of Ka's circle was unable to find Khamba, we had to return to Khamba's residence. At this time, the sky was completely dark and the lights were shining from Khamba's home.
It seems that Kham is back on his own.
When I came to the door, I looked in quietly from the crack of the door, and I saw Khampa shrank into a ball, his whole body wrapped in a thick black blanket of unknown texture, shaking, desperately trying to turn his head. Buried in the blanket, but from time to time to look outside, a pair of eyeballs rolled in panic, as if something terrible happened.
Following Kangba's horrified gaze, I found a bunch of fluffy things. Upon closer inspection, the fluffy thing was actually a puppy.
This is my third time in Tibet, so I have some understanding of Tibetan customs and beliefs. Tibetans regard dogs as their gods. Many totems and worship gods in many areas include dog gods. Tibetans respect dogs as much as Indians respect bull gods. Therefore, large and small dogs can swagger through the streets and alleys.
Even in the holy land of Lhasa, there was once a lot of dog trouble. So in Tibet, no matter where you are, it is not surprising if you see a group of wild dogs.
The puppy in the room looks very ordinary. With its current size and mobility, it really can't pose any threat to an adult.
But Kangba was shocked and shivered in the thick blanket, obviously fearing the puppy.
The puppy should have come out for food, eating bread crumbs dropped by Kamba on the ground, and approaching Kamba bit by bit. Kamba was so scared that his eyes were almost staring, and his mouth was still hoarse. Hiss, for fear that the puppy is approaching him.
But the puppy still licked the crumbs on the ground and approached him.
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