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Five seconds ago, the actions of these few Tibetans were very unfavorable to us.The fat Tibetan who stood up looked like he wanted to kill me and others, and he was about to grab a knife with his hand. The other four Tibetans also wanted to do something at home, and they meant to do it.

Liu Sheng and I couldn't let them take matters into their own hands, so we rushed forward and surrounded them.

Two v five.

So surrounded, can you surround it?

The answer, of course, is no.

But my attitude was kind, and I gently put my two palms on my chest, pushed them outward, and said with a smile, "Friend, what is this for? We are just looking for Little Beijing, we just want to..."

Before I could finish speaking, I heard the fat Tibetan say a word.

meaning is.

close the door!

The young man who led us fled to the door, swished, stretched his arms, and fell to the rolling door with a bang.

I gave Liu Sheng a wink, signaling him not to panic, calm down, everything is up to me.

After two seconds.

We surrounded these five people.

Not only was he surrounded, but he was also framed with a knife.

At least two Tibetans stretched out their hands and put mine and Liu Sheng around the neck.

For Liu Sheng, who makes a living playing knives, this is no less than an insult. He was going to be angry, but I stopped him with my eyes.

But don't be angry, it's never too late to make this matter clear.

I kept my composure, let the cold blade rest on my neck, and said to the Tibetan man who looked like a big fat leader: "My friend, what are you doing?"

Tibetan: "Bah! Who is your friend?"

I smiled: "Since we can't be friends, can I know why before I become your enemy?"

The Tibetan gritted his teeth: "Aren't you a dealer who was called by Little Beijing to buy cultural relics? You Han people know that you are greedy for wealth, and you have no conscience to steal things from temples. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

To be honest, when I heard this, I was in a completely dazed rhythm, and I couldn't understand what it was all about.Little Beijing, a good team leader, how could it have something to do with the theft of cultural relics.

No, you have to ask carefully.

I lowered my voice and said, "Little Beijing, where is he now? Does he have any accomplices?"

Tibetan: "Hmph! Of course he has an accomplice, that is a fake foreign devil! What? What do you want?"

That's it!

Guanfeng and Little Beijing are in the hands of the Tibetans.

Thinking of this, I said to the Tibetans: "First of all, I need to clarify my identity. I am just a Chinese medicine doctor from the mainland. I came here to go to Medog to do something. But I think it should be done with Your cultural relics have nothing to do with them. Besides, I really want to know, where are Little Beijing and that American Chinese now?"

The Tibetans looked me up and down.

I remained calm, motionless, and let him look at me.

Liu Sheng also looked like a dignified and upright gentleman, with his back straight, with the knife resting on his neck, but still motionless.

The Tibetans looked at us, passed the knife forward again, and then gritted their teeth and said, "They injured Master Dawang of xx monastery. Can they bear the crime? They are now imprisoned in xx monastery. Now, just wait for you bloody cultural relics dealers to come over to help, and then we will send you to the police station!"

After hearing these words, I felt very helpless.

Guan Feng, this is someone's calculation.

However, with Guan Feng's strength, he has no reason to be tricked.

Injured the master in the temple, and stole the cultural relics collected in other temples.

I wiped it, it's a big sin.

It's okay to talk about the official, but if there is no official, the Tibetans can give this Guanfeng and that little Beijing a lot of money!

I said to the Tibetan: "Well, I believe there must be a misunderstanding. I want to meet Master Dawang in person, and then ask him about what happened in detail. In addition, I want to meet Little Beijing and that American Chinese .”

The Tibetan sneered and said, "Very well, I can't promise you the first request. But I can satisfy you now with the second request."

After speaking, the Tibetan raised his head and muttered a series of Tibetan words to the others.

blink of an eye.

Someone entered the house, dug out a few thick ropes, came over, and tied Liu Sheng and me firmly.

Then, someone called again.

About ten minutes later, a broken Mitsubishi big-ass jeep came outside.

There was only one driver in the car.

Liu Sheng and I were pushed into the back row by the Tibetans.

The fat man was a Tibetan, yelled at the others, and then pulled the young man who brought us here at first, and the group got into the car.

Riding the thick night, we went straight to a place we don't know.

I seem to be at odds with Tibet.

The first time I came with Ren Ling as a donkey friend, I was just tired and wanted to take a bath in a hot spring?In the end, fortunately, there was a duel with the two Khambas, and in the end, the duel was really successful.If it weren't for the unique Tibetan medicine in the Potala Palace, my brother's whole body might be covered with scary scars.

This second time is fine.

Before I figured out what happened, they were tied up.

The car drove through the night, first took a straight road, and then left the city of Lhasa, bumping all the way again.

Finally, we came to a temple located outside Lhasa.

When they got to the place, they got off the car, pushed and shoved by their neighbors, and turned into the temple.

After entering the courtyard, instead of going directly to the Buddhist hall, we took a winding path and went straight to the backyard of the temple.

Several rooms were built around the backyard. When we arrived, a lama with a flashlight walked out of one of the rooms.

The Tibetan who escorted me went straight to this lama and whispered a lot in Tibetan.

The Lama followed suit, and at the end, he took a flashlight and waved it in the faces of Liu Sheng and me.

After the two talked for a few minutes.

The lama called the young man who had first seen us to the front again, and asked a few words in a low voice.

After some understanding.

The lama seemed to be yelling at something.

Then, the Tibetan and the young man quarreled with the lama.

This quarrel attracted all the other monks.

Everyone gathered together, took all kinds of lighting equipment, and took a picture of Liu Sheng and me.

Then he said a lot of things that I couldn't understand to the person who detained us.

I have to say, if they speak slowly, maybe I can understand, but the key point is that the speed of speech is too fast.

At the end, the two Tibetans who escorted me gave Liu Sheng and me a bitter look, and the next second, the two of them disappeared.

I looked up and watched.

Turned around again.

Then, I saw a benevolent old monk with a bandage on his head, walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Tibetans are rude, but their hearts are straight. They made my two friends suffer."

I was taken aback.

"you are……"

The old monk put his palms together and smiled slightly: "Dawang."

"Oh! So this one, he is the victim, Master Dawang!"

When I saw the victim, I hurriedly asked, "Where are the Chinese Americans in that little Beijing? Are they in this temple?"

Dawang said: "They are all there, but you come and take a look."

While talking, several monks stepped forward and helped Liu Sheng and me untie the ropes on our bodies.Master Dawang led the way and led Liu Sheng and me through a corridor lined with prayer tubes to a room with lights on.

I come over.

Dawang stepped forward and opened the door

The moment the door opened, a person rushed over, whoosh.

Recommended by Dawang.

"This is the little Beijing you're looking for."

I look up.

speechless...

Brother, you are so tall, but so small!

Then when the word "Little Beijing" is mentioned, the type that instantly comes to mind is the type that is thin and tender, looks like Xiaoshou, is thinner, and more handsome.

But right now, this little Beijing.

He is tall and tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall. At this moment, he is probably washing his hair. His head is wet with water. He is not wearing any clothes. On his chest, there is a big protective heart with a length of six to seven centimeters floating out. hair.

The moment he raised his head, his face was covered with large marks left by acne, with pits and hollows all over his face.

Moreover, this face is full of flesh!

The man's appearance suggested an age of between thirty-five and forty.

After all, I should call him uncle.

I stepped forward and said hello: "Brother, are you Little Beijing?"

The other party: "Yes, I am Little Beijing from Bajiao, and you are..."

I hurriedly said, "Are you with a Chinese American? Where is he now?"

Little Beijing was taken aback: "Are you his brother?"

I said, "Yes, I am his brother, what's wrong?"

Little Beijing: "Come in and have a look, your brother, he was bitten by something!"

what……

After hearing this, my brain buzzed.

Next, he hurriedly followed Little Beijing into the back room.

Take a look inside.

Guan Feng put on his clothes, half leaned on a bed, and was gnashing his teeth hard.

I saw that his face was pale. Beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead. Obviously, he was struggling with the pain.

It's so good, how could it be bitten by something?

I was surprised, and was about to ask Guan Feng what happened.

Little Beijing stopped me.

"Don't talk to him, this poison will kill you, or it will hurt, and the person who hurts will die."

My heart moved, and I quickly asked, "What did he get bitten by?"

Little Beijing: "From what he said, it seems to be a kind of purple scorpion that is very rare in Tibet. That thing, after biting people, can hurt people to death, but it won't kill them. By the way, that thing is still a good medicine. Take off the tail thorn, dry it, grind it into powder, and drink it with wine, it can cure rheumatism."

When I heard this, I let out a long sigh of relief.

No matter what, Guan Feng is fine, this is luck.

At this moment, Guan Feng moved his lips, smiled awkwardly at me, and then wanted to speak.

I have been bitten by a big hairy spider, and I know what kind of pain this neurotoxin feels like, so I hurriedly waved my hand to tell him not to speak.

I turned my head and said to Little Beijing, "This kind of poisonous scorpion has bitten me, why don't I take some medicine?"

Little Beijing: "Yes, isn't that there? But people don't drink it, so they have to be stiff."

Come on, Guan Feng, I understand what you mean.

Guan Feng has always had a plot in his heart, that is, he wants the big hairy spider to bite him.This thing, logically speaking, was originally a bad habit, but the Ji family tradition, fundamentally speaking, this thing represents a kind of inheritance, similar to a kind of baptism.

Therefore, Guan Feng was always envious when he knew that I had endured such torture and stood firm until the last moment.

and so……

Brother!You are looking for abuse.

I shook my head and smiled wryly, then dragged Little Beijing and Liu Sheng outside.

When I came outside the house, I directly said to Little Beijing, "What's the matter? Where did Guan Feng get bitten by the scorpion?"

Little Beijing: "He was impatient and didn't listen to persuasion. He insisted on entering Medog alone to save people. I was worried that he wouldn't be able to make it through, so I followed him. In the end, I found that he was bitten by something, so I carried him out."