The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

puff!
A Thunder Dragon Ice Soul Arrow struck Bayan Living Buddha squarely in the chest!

Blood splattered as the arrow pierced through his body, exiting from his back!

Although the arrow passed through his body, the thunderous intent remained within him!

In an instant, electric snakes crackled and coiled around Bayan Living Buddha's body, and he trembled violently as if struck by lightning!

boom!
Exploded into a bloody mist!
Feng Jiuxiao said coldly, "Trying to run back and report? No way!"

He knew very well that once Bayan left alive, the Holy Venerable would know that he had entered the territory of Tibet, and at that time he would definitely mobilize all the organizations and forces in Tibet to block him!
The journey will be fraught with difficulties and troubles. Even if we manage to break through the encirclement, it will have already wasted a great deal of time! Speed ​​is of the essence on this trip to Haixin Mountain; we cannot afford to delay!

Although this Bayan Living Buddha was not the only eyewitness, he was the only one among the eyewitnesses who recognized him. Sending him to the Western Paradise was the most correct choice!

Apart from the Living Buddha Bayan, the Tibetan people, the merchants from Jiangnan, and the restaurant staff had no connection with the Holy One and did not know him. The possibility of them revealing his whereabouts was extremely low!
Feng Jiuxiao returned to the entrance of the restaurant, where several waiters were still there. They were all from the countryside, and leaving would mean being homeless, so they stood guard at the entrance, unsure of where to go.

Feng Jiuxiao asked, "Where is the shopkeeper?"

Sanjay said, "He went to deliver gold to the boss."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "It seems he's not coming back. Sangjie, what are your plans for the next step?"

Sangjie looked at Feng Jiuxiao and said sincerely, "Young master, now that you are the owner of this restaurant, can you continue to take us in? Our hometowns are all thousands of miles away. We have finally found a place to stay here. Can you please not kick us out?"

Feng Jiuxiao asked in surprise, "Why would I send you away?"

Sangjie was taken aback: "You bought this restaurant but don't you plan to replace all the staff with Han Chinese?"

Pang Shiwu frowned: "Who told you that?"

Sangjie said, "That's what the manager said! He just told us privately that you bought this restaurant to replace us with Han Chinese, because you are Han Chinese and can't trust us Tibetans."

Feng Jiuxiao asked, "Did your manager say this?"

Sanjay said, "Yes!"

Pang Shiwu cursed, "Damn it! That cunning bastard! He just took our money and then turned around and set us up!"

Feng Jiuxiao said to Sang Jie, "Don't be fooled by him! Don't you all know why I bought this restaurant?"

Sanjay said, "I understand! We were afraid that you would have a conflict and destroy the restaurant, so you proposed to acquire it!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right! I was worried that your boss would suffer losses, so I proposed the idea of ​​acquiring the restaurant. I never expected that my good intentions would be betrayed! Your manager is a real wolf in sheep's clothing! Damn it, how did your boss even notice such a scoundrel?"

Sangjie said, "It was the boss's daughter who took a liking to him! It is said that when the boss's daughter first brought the shopkeeper to the door, the boss was furious and resolutely refused to allow his daughter to marry him! Because for thousands of years, our Tibetan daughters can only marry our Tibetan men!"

Chili said, "Why? We Han Chinese lads aren't bad either!"

Sanjay chuckled sheepishly, "That's what my elders have always said since I was little, but I don't know the specific reason!"

Feng Jiuxiao said with some disappointment, "I know a little about this issue. The reason why Tibetan women are unwilling to marry Han men is essentially because—'Those who are not of our race will surely have different hearts!' This involves many reasons such as bloodline, tradition, and customs. There are probably five points."

The first point is the blood law of the Bon religion's sacred mountain, which forbids the soul from leaving the area.

Tibetan women undergo the "head-sprinkling ceremony" upon birth.

The priest sprinkles holy snow from Mount Kailash mixed with yak milk on his forehead and chants:
'The Snow Lion Woman's bloodline belongs to the Yarlung Tsangpo Mountain God; if she marries someone from Ü-Tsang, her bones will turn into salt pillars and her soul will fall into a poisonous lake!'

"If a woman marries into a Han family, her name will be removed from the family genealogy, and her parents will not be allowed to be reborn in one of the three auspicious realms."

Chili's face showed discomfort, her expression full of sympathy: "This Tibetan woman is so pitiful, cursed with 'bones turning into salt pillars, soul falling into a poisonous lake,' and 'parents unable to be reincarnated,' how vicious! Who cast this curse!"

Chang Zijin said, "With such a tight headband around her head, which Tibetan woman would dare to marry a Han man!"

Yuan Zishan said, "Didn't the restaurant owner's daughter marry a Han Chinese?"

Chang Zijin laughed and said, "You're really wrong. The restaurant owner's daughter didn't get married; she married into the family! Her husband is a son-in-law!"

Yuan Zishan said calmly, "Whether it's marrying or marrying into the family, we're still together in the end!"

Chang Zijin smiled and said, "You're right!"

Regardless of what Yuan Zishan said, Chang Zijin's main strategy now was to comply! Ever since Xiong Mengyan intervened, she didn't want to be caught in the middle! Facing Yuan Zishan, she temporarily avoided confrontation, no longer objecting to anything Yuan Zishan said. Facing Xiong Mengyan, she tried to avoid interaction as much as possible, refusing to speak unless absolutely necessary!

Chili asked, "And the second point?" Feng Jiuxiao replied, "The second point is that Tibet implements a 'bone-based hierarchy system,' where nobles are called 'Se'—meaning divine bones, and commoners are called 'Za'—meaning flesh and bones."

A woman surnamed Se married a Han merchant, and all her descendants were demoted to "white thorn heads," meaning they were paraded around with lime smeared on their foreheads!

If a woman of a different surname marries a Han Chinese, her father and brothers will all be demoted to "iron-skin slaves" and iron rings will be nailed into their shins!

The *Feast of the Wise* records the laws of Songtsen Gampo: "When a woman of the royal lineage is violated, it is like a precious vase bursting in a cesspool."

To put it bluntly, this is blatant oppression and exploitation! All this talk of bloodlines and class distinctions is just an excuse!

Chili scoffed, "As if Tibetan blood is any more noble and pure than Han blood! Ask any Han woman, which one would want to marry a Tibetan? Humph! Young master, what's the third point?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "The third point is that the Tibetans are afraid of becoming alien ghosts and lonely spirits! The Tibetans believe that 'after death, the soul returns to the birth lake.' After a woman who marries far away to Han lands is buried, her soul is trapped in Han lands and cannot return to her homeland. She will turn into a 'hungry ghost'—a ghost without eyelids that cries forever."

Therefore, her maternal clan must atone for their sins—a lama must stuff her clothing into a cowhide dummy and shoot 108 arrows at it to break the boundary!

Chili said impatiently, "Is it really that strange? Buried in Han lands, the soul can't return to the place of birth? Isn't that pure nonsense? Who's lying through their teeth? Do the Tibetans understand feng shui? Do they understand layout? You just spout nonsense, it's pure fabrication!"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "Look how angry our Chili Girl is! We'll find the person who spread the rumors and teach him a lesson later!"

Yuan Zishan said, "I think it must have been dug out, right? That person is probably already a skeleton!"

Chili immediately waved her hands and said, "No! Don't dig! Why would you dig someone up for no reason?" Her face was pale, clearly startled! Digging up someone's grave for no reason, this... this is too ridiculous!
Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "Scared?"

Chili pouted and said, "Who's afraid? Hurry up and say the fourth point...yes, the fourth point, hurry up!"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "The fourth point concerns the concept of fertility demonic possession, the fear of giving birth to a mixed-blood demon child. The *Four Medical Classics: Demonic Pregnancy Chapter* warns against this—"

The gestation of a child born from the mixture of Han and Tibetan blood will result in a "double-tongued demon child"—whose tongue is split in two—meaning that both Han and Tibetan languages ​​originate from the same source. At birth, a two-headed snake will appear in the tent, and black blood clots will form from the milk wine!
In Tibet, if a woman is pregnant with two children, she must take "Nine-Headed Black Mustard Soup" to induce an abortion; any broken fetuses must be buried at a crossroads to suppress the miscarriage.

Fifthly, the economic divine punishment chain, fearing to offend the God of Wealth—Tibetans viewed Han goods as divinely abhorrent; for example, Han silk was believed to attract hail—because dragon tattoos offended the Thunder God; Han tea was believed to be contaminated with water—because boiling it would kill the water spirit. Families of those who intermarried would inevitably suffer three calamities:
Yak milk turned into pus and blood!

The barley ears are covered in black thorns!

Blood is gushing from the salt well!

Chili frowned and said, "Who is so vicious as to cast such an evil curse?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "A Tibetan!"

"Who?"

"do not know!"

Chili was taken aback: "What if we can't find the culprit?"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and scolded, "You think you can control everything, but you want to interfere in the important affairs of the Tubo Dynasty?"

Chili pepper said with an indignant look, "Isn't it just that I want to uphold justice?"

Yuan Zishan said, "Alright, we've gone off on a tangent! What's the next step?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Let's sleep! We'll continue our journey tomorrow!"

The building in front of Yuelai Restaurant was the restaurant itself, and the building behind it was the inn. The restaurant was somewhat damaged and dilapidated, but the inn was intact.

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Sangjie, tell your partners that the sun will rise as usual tomorrow, and you will work as usual! Tomorrow, you will be the manager of Yuelai! You will be responsible for repairing the damaged parts, recruiting bartenders, and managing income and expenditure!"

Sanjay exclaimed in surprise, "I can't do it! I'm not suited to be the manager!"

Are you a man?

"Yes!"

"That settles it, doesn't it? A man can't say no! If you don't know something, you can learn; if you lack experience, you can gain it; if you need money, I'll give you some! What else do you need?"

"I...I will definitely do a good job!"

"That's settled! I'm tired, time to rest!"

"I'll take you there!" (End of Chapter)