Chapter 2523 Heavenly Burial

In the next week, Chu Tian and Par Wumang gathered their respective forces to find the whereabouts of Par Hughes, but there was no news about the latter. Par Hughes seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and he even ignored the collapse of the Indian forces under Par Wumang's attack.

The foundation for decades is about to be destroyed, and Palhus gritted his teeth and refused to show up to take charge of the overall situation. It can be seen that he knew in his heart that his appearance would only cause thunder attacks, so he would never show up until his arm was restored. This kind of mind made Chu Tian and the others' search work very difficult.

However, on the seventh day, murders began to occur in India.

After throwing six elites under Palhus into the incinerator, a close confidant of Palhus stood by the Ganges River slowly admiring the rising black smoke and the flesh that had turned into ashes. He felt a sense of pleasure as he watched the ashes poured into the Ganges River from the mouth of the incinerator.

Although it was still raining today, his whole body was warm.

India is a country that is religious in the whole nation, but it is also one of the most fanatical countries in religious struggles. So when Palwumang ordered the pagans of Palhus to be clear, India was in a calm and bloody storm this week, and the religious elements of the two sides competed as soon as it was dark.

However, the two sides, which were originally evenly matched, were gradually abandoned by Palhuis's forces, as Palhuis could not hide and the Celestial Government strongly condemned Palhuis' attack on the Tibetan Palace, and Palhuis's forces were gradually abandoned by all parties, so they were beaten to pieces in less than a week, killing thousands of believers.

Changsharad threw six pillars into the incinerator today.

But before he could watch the body burning, a figure jumped out of the colorful Ganges River. Before Changsharad could react, he smashed a grenade and blew the heavily protected Changsharad into a pile of flesh and blood. Even several bodyguards near him were blown to death.

The murderer then sneaked into the Ganges and ran.

On this day, more than a dozen tragedies occurred in various parts of India, all of which were killed by Pal Wumang's confidants, either by sword, gun or by poison. In short, methods emerged one after another. Of course, Pal Wumang's forces counted this blood debt to Pal Hughes, who suffered greater efforts to clean up.

But more than a dozen capable generals died suddenly, but Par Wumang's loss was not worth it.

"Those are the church members who loyally support me."

Par Wumang sat on a hill and looked at Chu Tian and said lightly: "Even when I was in the most down and difficult time, they gritted their teeth to support me. I didn't expect that today they would be assassinated one by one; and the murderer was not caught, and the assassin was superb and ran away after killing."

"It seems that Palhus still has strength in his hands."

Chu Tian lay on the green grass, and took over the topic in a calm tone: "And it is an unknown force! His open forces in India were either cleansed or stared at by us. It is impossible for us to avoid our eyes and ears and do things, so there are other experts!"

Parr Wumang crossed his hands on his legs, then looked at the sky and responded calmly: "Yes, it seems that I still underestimated this good uncle, always saying, "Do you want to go back to India?"

Chu Tian waved his hand: "With you in charge, I dare not move around."

"No!"

Pal Wumang shook his head without hesitation, and took over the topic with a chuckle, "I have made proper arrangements in India, and the official has also begun to intervene. It will not be too easy for the assassin to make a storm. Moreover, how many billions of my church members can kill me if they are capable of it?"

Speaking of this, he sighed and said, "More important, I feel that Palhus' revenge will not be just for assassination, because those things have not had much impact on the overall situation. He must have had a sinister killing move and he is likely to aim at you, the next target."

"So I'll stay for two more days to see the situation and then make plans for the next step."

Chu Tian nodded gently: "Okay! Then I'll thank you!" Then he stood up, stretched his muscles and bones and spoke: "Wu Mang, I will accompany Mei Duo Zhuoma to Lhasa tomorrow to carry out Tianzang for the dead housekeeper of the Zang Palace and Jiankun, so you can help me watch the Zang Palace."

"Don't let Palhuss kill a shot."

Par Wumang did not speak, but his head was not light or heavy. Chu Tian, ​​who knew his meaning, smiled and turned down the mountain. Tomorrow was a good day. The Tibetan King asked Mei Duo to take advantage of this gap to send two loyal subordinates to Lhasa Tianzang, giving them the highest honor after death.

More than 60 elite soldiers from the Tibetan Palace were accompanied by him. Although these sons and nephews were the backbone of the Tibetan Palace, both loyal and skilled, Chu Tian was still worried that they would not be able to fight against masters like Palhuis, so he decided to accompany him to the Tianzangtai.

The fourth brother and Yuntian stayed in the mansion to protect Su Rongrong.

The sun rises in the east, and people are at the peak.

Sky Burial means feeding the dead body to the eagle. After eating, the eagle flies into the sky. The Tibetans believe that the dead ascend to heaven successfully. Sky Burial is held in the sky burial site, and there are fixed places in various places. Among them, the Potala Palace is the most honorable. After a person dies, he will be stopped for several days and ask the lama to recite scriptures and choose a date to attend the funeral.

The funeral was usually very early, and a special person sent the body to the Heavenly Burial Master's place. First, burned incense and offered sacrifices to the gods. The Eagle saw fireworks and gathered around the Heavenly Burial Master. The Heavenly Burial Master immediately peeled off the body's clothes, dismembered the body according to a certain procedure, peeled off the flesh and bones, mashed the bones with stones, and mixed them with tsampa,

Cut the meat into small pieces and place it aside.

Finally, call the vulture with a whistle, feed the bones and meat in order until it is completely swallowed.

As for the sky burial platform hosted by the Lama of the Potala Palace in the northern suburbs of Lhasa, there is more than a mile from the foot of the mountain to the sky burial platform. This road is flat and wide by those mourners, performing sky burialists and visitors. The so-called sky burial platform turns out to be a huge stone in the mountains.

The surface of the huge stone is grinded with shallow grooves three or four inches deep and one or two feet long. There are dozens of deep pits on the stone platform, which are as big as a pot and as small as a bowl, which are formed for the long-term use of the sky burial. It is said that a large sky burial platform can also be as smooth as a mirror. It shows the long history of the sky burial.

The sun was not as strong as a few days ago, and it was as gray as if it was covered with a layer of dust, so the vision was not too clear. Chu Tian would rather not see the scene in front of him. Although he had seen too many bloody storms in the world, he still twitched when he saw the sound of sharp blade chopping meat and twitching bones.

The body of the housekeeper's old woman had been broken by Palhusse, so it was easy to be split on the sky burial platform. Because of Jiankun's huge figure and strong body, the sky burial master had to do his best to "get it". The sound of bone smashing tear Chu Tian's heart, so he simply lowered his head.

At the same time, he sighed in secret that life was impermanent.

Because the two corpses were to be buried in the sky, it took about four minutes. During this period, the eagle flew around, fell and rose, and ate human flesh and tsampa with ease. Mei Duozhuoma and others all looked solemn, with a hint of unconcealed grief and comfort between their eyebrows.

The vultures were fighting each other, forming a battlefield of biting.

Just when the last five tsampa were eaten by the eagle, a funeral team of more than ten people appeared behind. The men and women were dressed in Tibetan style, and their faces were filled with pain and sorrow. In front of them, there were two young men carrying white cloths covering the burned incense.

Obviously they were waiting for the end of the sky funeral ceremony in the Tibetan Palace.

"Ao, ao! Ao—"

Chu Tian glanced at them and turned back to look at the Sky Burial Platform. At this time, he suddenly discovered a strange imagination. The eagles that were originally consuming human flesh tsampa all flew up in the air, circling and screaming in the air, completely ignoring the few tsampa on the ground, as if they were frightened.

Chu Tian's heart was slightly moved. He knew that these eagles who had been eating meat for many years were no longer afraid of anyone. On the contrary, they became happy when they saw the crowd gathering, and they would involuntarily fall from the sky, and it was almost impossible for them to give up food and escape in the sky, unless they smelled a huge danger.

Danger?

Chu Tian's sense of danger also rose with the Eagle Eagle. He looked at the backbone of the Tibetan Prince's Mansion beside him and the Sky Burial Master shouting in front of him, and shook his head without hesitation. These people would not have any problems, but the Eagle Eagle was really weird, and even the Sky Burial Master asked them to come down and ignore them.

At this time, Chu Tian turned his gaze behind the funeral team and found that they didn't know what to rely on. Perhaps because the sky burial ceremony was almost over, the backbone of the Tibetan Prince's Mansion was not surprised. After all, the sky burial took too long, and the families of the other deceased were inevitably anxious.

"stop!"

Chu Tian Jiran turned around and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The backbone of the Tibetan Prince's Mansion and Mei Duozhuoma were stunned when they heard this, and turned their heads and looked at the funeral team one meter away. However, the latter did not respond to Chu Tian at all. Instead, his face changed. He looked at the stretcher carrying the body with his right hand, and then pulled out sharp black iron objects from under the white cloth.

Then he stabbed into the backbone of the Tibetan Prince's Mansion with extraordinary calmness!

The spikes are extremely sharp like tofu. Their straight gestures are very professional and their killing is very strong.

The sun shines through the sky, and the entire mountain is full of golden mountains.

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