Chapter 9 Chapter Six

It was dusk when Li Nima and Medoram returned to Xijiegu.Director Bai waited on the grassy slope in front of the cow dung blockhouse, and asked them how Han Tashi was doing, and why they had been gone for so long.Li Nima said that Han Zhaxi was fine, and Gangrisenge had woken up, and they sat with Hanzaxi, Gangrisenger, and the big black mastiff who was able to stand up and move a few steps for a while longer that day.Director Bai said: Well, you are doing the right thing. What Han Tashi has done has proved that dogs are the treasure of Tibetans. If you treat dogs well, Tibetans will treat you well.Medolam said: I already know this, and I have a good relationship with the landlord's dog now.Director Bai said: That's fine.I heard that in Shangamma Grassland and some other places, until now lamas do not allow the men and women of the working committee to go to the monastery.But here, we have broken through this difficulty through our love for a dog, Gang, Gang, and Gangrisenger.Not only did Han Tashi live in the monastery, but even lesbians could enter and leave the monastery at will.This proves that in the previous stage, we have done a good job in understanding the people's situation, contacting the upper class, winning people's support, and gaining a firm foothold.Of course you can’t be proud, you need to go deeper. When you go to the monastery in the future, you must not only contact Han Zhaxi, not only treat Gangrisenger and the big black mastiff as human beings, but also contact the lamas and do what they like. , if necessary, you can also worship Buddha.If we let them feel that what they believe in is also respected by us, then we will become a family emotionally.There is one more thing to praise, that is, after we arrived at the Xijie Ancient Grassland, many comrades gave themselves a Tibetan name, for example, your name is Li Nima, and your name is Mei Duolamu. This is a very good practice. I I found that as long as the name is changed, the Tibetans will treat you as one of their own.This afternoon I went to the tent of Suolang Wangdui, the leader of the Yeluhe Tribe, where I met Tenzin Rinpoche and asked him to give me a Tibetan name as well.Tenzin Rulku and Suolang Wangdutou happily brought me tea and toasted me.I said, don't drink the wine first, and drink it after naming it.Tenzin Rinpoche gave me a name, which was very good, and even my surname was included. It was called Pema Ugyen. Who was Pema Ugyen?Pema Ugyen is Padmasambhava, who is Padmasambhava?Padmasambhava is the patriarch of Tantra in Lamaism.Such a great name was given to me, which shows that people are sincere to us.Medo Ram said: Tenzin Tulku gave you a name, and you were so excited that you almost got drunk.Director Baima Ugin said: Yes, how do you know?Medoram and Li Nima said together: We smell wine.

After saying some more words, Li Nima followed Director Bai back to the bunker.Medoram hurriedly walked towards the tent where she lived.It was the time when the shepherds returned, and the shepherd dogs who had been running on the grassland all day had returned with the herds. Together with the watchdogs who stayed at home, five big Tibetan mastiffs stood neatly on the flat field in front of the tent door.There were also three puppies on the flat field. They saw the Han girl Mei Dolam from a long distance away, and they chased each other with the seven-year-old little master Nobu and ran towards her.Medoram happily called the names of the children and puppies: Nobu, Gaga, Gesang, Pumu.He bent down and picked up a puppy, then hugged Nobu's head.The other two puppies playfully jumped on her lap and tore her pants.She put down this puppy, picked up another puppy, and finally picked them all up.They are large Himalayan mastiffs, weighing five or six kilograms in just two months.She struggled to carry them forward.The big dogs all wagged their tails at her seeing that she liked the little dogs so much.The puppy's grandmother sat on the ground with a black watchdog with a little lame hind legs, looking at her with a smile.The crippled grandmother's husband, Gabsonger, a white collie who hadn't seen Medoram all day, came up and licked her hand.She knew what it meant, so she said: Are you hungry?Just wait, I'll serve you dinner right away.She put down the puppy, lifted the curtain and got into the tent.

In the tent, Grandpa Nima was preparing dog food. He grabbed some chopped beef lung and beef leg from a sheepskin bag and put them in a large wooden basin half filled with broth. Dig out some highland barley fried noodles and put them in.Medoram squatted next to the big wooden basin, took the wooden spoon from Grandpa Nima's hand and stirred vigorously a few times, and carried the big wooden basin with seven-year-old Nobu to the door. Since Han Zhaxi was loved by the monks of Xijie Ancient Temple for protecting Gangrisenge, the landlord's dog has been fed by Medoram every day.She found that as long as she fed them, Grandpa Nima's family was very happy and always looked at her with a smile.Unknowingly, there was one more butter lamp and one more clean water bowl in front of the Buddhist altar in the tent, which represented the offering of the Han girl Mei Duolamu to the gods and Buddhas. Grandpa Nima’s family has regarded her as their own. people.After feeding the dogs a few times, Medolam discovered that the dogs called Tibetan mastiffs by the people in the grasslands were not ordinary dogs. They could understand everything except that they couldn't speak, especially in terms of understanding human language, which was better than humans. spiritual.Generally speaking, Tibetans cannot understand what Han people speak, and Tibetans cannot understand what Han people speak, but Tibetan mastiffs are different. They can understand the meaning of both Chinese and Tibetan.You say in Tibetan: Go and call Norbu over.it goes.You say in Chinese: Go and call Nobu over.It goes too.It seems that they understand human language not by hearing, but by telepathy. What they hear is not your voice, but your heart and mind.

While watching the Tibetan mastiffs eat, Medoram talked to Ban Jue, the son of Grandpa Nima who came back from herding sheep.She said: Qiuzhu?Qiuzhu?Ban Jue knew that she wanted to get to know Qiuzhu, so he made a gesture and said that he was a person who lost his father and mother. His father was raped by his mother in the Tibetan mastiff battle twelve years ago The grassland people were killed.After his father died, his grandmother married his uncle. He admired his uncle very much, because his uncle was determined to avenge his father, but when his uncle went to avenge him, he was beaten to death by the people on the grassland of Ama.After the uncle's death, his mother, a gloomy woman, married the feared ghost-sender Dachi.A woman knows that if she expects her son to take revenge, there is only one end for her son, and that is to die.She didn't want her son to die, so she pinned her hope of revenge on Da Chi, the ghost sender.Dachi, who has tasted the taste of love, swears in front of the eight evil gods Bandaram, Dahei, Bai Brahma and Yan Luodi that if he can't avenge the woman's first two husbands, In countless reincarnations after this life, he can only be a hungry, consumptive ghost, plague dead ghost, and sick ghost.It's a pity that the woman didn't wait for the day when he avenged her, and she died of illness two years after marrying him.Not long after the woman died, Dachi, the ghost sender, left Xijiegu and moved to the foothills of Dangxiang Daxue Mountain at the southern end of Xijiegu Grassland.Qiuzhu thinks that her mother died because of the ghost spirit of sending ghosts to Da Chi, so she doesn't go with him, and doesn't recognize him as her father.Da Chi, the ghost sender, was very disappointed. When he left, he said to Qiu Zhu, "You can't be a homeless Tawa all your life. You'd better go with me and become the heir to the rich ghost send in Xijie Ancient Grassland. As long as you Call me “Abba” once and I will give you a cow. Call me “Abba” ten times and I will give you ten cows. Call me “Abba” a hundred times and I will give you a herd of cows.Qiuzhu didn't cry, Qiuzhu said that I don't have a father, and my father is dead.Qiuzhu stayed in Xijiegu alone, wandering around.The herdsmen felt sorry for the child who had lost three relatives, and often gave him some food.He was a kind-hearted boy, and he always ate half of the food he was given, and left the half for the territorial dogs.

Medoram nodded while listening.In fact, she didn't understand most of the words, and it seemed that she didn't need to understand. She just wanted to find out where to find Qiuzhu right now, so that she could stop the seven heroes of the Xijie Ancient Grassland from happening tonight. A fight to the death against the seven shits of the upper Ama Grassland. Medoram asked: Territorial dog?You mentioned territorial dogs?Are you saying that Qiuzhu can be found wherever there is a territorial dog?Ban Jue looked confused, not sure if he understood Medoram's words.Medoram shouted anxiously: Qiuzhu, Qiuzhu, where can I find Qiuzhu?

The five big Tibetan mastiffs and the three puppies, who were buried in their food, raised their heads one by one, looking at Medolam.Medoram said again: Where can I find Qiuzhu?This time it was directed at the Tibetan mastiff, and the five big Tibetan mastiffs looked at each other.The white shepherd dog Gabsonger first turned around and ran forward.Then the two black shepherd dogs Sajsenger and Joan Posenger also turned around and ran forward.Another big Tibetan mastiff named Simao also wanted to follow, and suddenly realized that he was a watchdog and had a whole night patrolling task at night, so he stopped and buzzed.The puppies became active, as if they understood the meaning of their parents, they ran out quickly, and then came back quickly, circled around the big wooden basin and the lame grandmother, and wrestled into a ball in a blink of an eye.

Ban Jue waved his hand at Medoram and said: Go, go, they know where Qiuzhu is.Medolam understood, and ran away, calling the names of the three big shepherd dogs, one white and two black: Gabaosang, Sajsang, Jonbaosang, wait for me.In the days to come, she will understand: Gabaosange means white lion, Sajsange means new lion, and Jonbaosange means eagle lion. Ban Jue walked into the tent and sat down to drink tea.Grandpa Nima said to his son: It's dark, you should go and see.Ban Jue's wife Lazhen, who was preparing dinner on the stove, also said: Go and call her back, it's time for dinner.Ban Jue said: Dad, when did you see man-eating beasts haunt Diaofang Mountain?Besides, there are three big shepherd dogs in our family who guide her and protect her.Rajen, listen, he is a Han Chinese who came from far away, and he has important things to do, how can I call him back?Don't be afraid of trouble, when she comes back, when will you bring her the hot milk tea and fingers.

At this time, the lame grandmother outside the tent barked with her sister, the watchdog named Smao. The voice was not high, but it seemed to be talking, with a gentle reminder.After listening to it, Ban Jue knew that it was not a signal of danger, so he didn't care.But he didn't expect that although the lame grandmother and Tibetan mastiff Simao's reminders were not so intense, they were not completely irrelevant to danger, just like an adult telling his children earnestly: Don't go out at night, in case you encounter bad people what to do?This is an expression of family affection, and the inner worries and concerns due to experience and experience are beyond words.Their concern was Banjo's son, Norbu, who was seven years old.At this time, Nobu had already left the tent, and followed his beautiful sister, Medoram, into the unfathomable night.Nobu was standing at the door of the tent, and when he heard his mother say that it was time to eat, he said in his heart: Father and mother, I will go and call Sister Medoram back.Then go away.When he stepped on the winding path of Diaofang Mountain and heard a dog barking faintly on the mountain, Nobu completely forgot the original intention of calling back.

That night, in the monk's dormitory of the ancient Xijie Temple, my father went to bed early as usual, and lay down on the kang as soon as it got dark.But he couldn't sleep. He thought that he was a reporter, and he became a wounded person as soon as he came to Qingguo Ama Grassland. He didn't interview anything. Even if the newspaper was not in a hurry, he couldn't hang around like this anymore.Tomorrow, no matter what, I have to leave the monastery and go to the grassland, to the leader's tribe, to the herdsman's tent.He felt that he had gained the trust of the monks in the monastery, and he had learned a lot of Tibetan from Tiebang Lama Zang Tashi, and also understood some grassland religions, so the next job would be much easier.

While thinking this way, he heard a noise on the ground, lit the butter lamp and looked at it, and couldn't help calling out: That day.The big black mastiff who could only stand up and move forward a few steps yesterday could actually walk around the room at this moment.When the big black mastiff saw him sitting up that day, he tilted his head and looked at him with his uninjured right eye, came over and rubbed his leg with his mouth, and then came to the door and kept pressing his head against the door leaf.Father slipped down the kang, stroked its mane and said: What are you going to do?Do you want to go out?It called hoarsely, which was the answer.Father opened the door.The big black mastiff cautiously crossed the threshold that day, stood on the steps of the door, and barked.Because he couldn't use his stomach, he barked very little, but the dogs nearby heard it and all barked.When they barked, all the dogs in the monastery barked.It seems to be a kind of greeting, a kind of negotiation, a kind of code word.After the greeting was over, everything was quiet again.The big black mastiff looked back at his father that day, walked a few steps forward, and lay tiredly under the mani stone scripture wall that looked like a wall in the dark night.Father walked over and said: What's the matter, why are you lying here?He still didn't understand that the big black mastiff was a territorial dog that day, as long as it could walk around, it would never stay in the house.This is instinct and loyalty to duty.All the territorial dogs and all the Tibetan mastiffs on the prairie are wild men who are used to galloping and shouting at high winds and nights.

When my father returned to the monastery, he saw that Gangriseng's head was raised, as if he wanted to struggle to get up but couldn't get up.He squatted beside it and asked what it wanted to do.It blinked, purred like a puppy, and held its head higher.His father examined it, and suddenly realized that Gunriseng wanted him to lift it up.He moved over, hugged its body from behind, and lifted it up vigorously.It got up, it got up, and its limbs finally supported the ground.His father tentatively let go of his hand, and Gangriseng's body tilted, and he fell down with a thud.The father said: No, just lie down honestly, you still can't stand up, you have to rest for a while.Gang Riseng didn't listen to him, his head was still raised high, looking at his father's eyes full of trust, urging and encouragement for help.Father had no choice but to hug it again, lift it, and lift it hard, until his limbs finally stopped.Father never dared to let go, and kept holding on to it. Gangrisenger lifted one front leg and bent it, lifted the other front leg and bent it, then lifted the hind leg in turn, bent and bent again.Well, the bones are not broken.It seemed to understand, and spread its front legs little by little, and then spread its hind legs little by little.His father knew at a glance that Gangriseng wanted to stop by himself.Can you do it?The father asked distrustfully, one hand slowly left it, and the other slowly left it.Gangrisenger stood, still stood, stood without falling down again, and could move forward without falling down, which was the first step to continue to be strong and vigorous.Gangrisenger will never forget that his father helped him get out of this first step.It looked at his father, eyes moist with gratitude. Father hugged it again and pushed it.It took a step, small, and took another step, still small.The next step was always small, but it took it by itself, and the father quietly let go of it, no longer holding it or pushing it.As it walked, its huge body moved slowly.Father said: Yes, that's it, keep going.As he spoke, he quickly stepped back and sat down on the kang.Gangrisenger, who had lost his psychological support, shook suddenly and was about to fall down.The father shouted: "Hold on, Snow Mountain Lion, you have to hold on."Gangrisenger understood, he straightened his limbs, balanced his swaying body, did not fall, finally did not fall, a few seconds passed, and a few minutes passed, he still did not fall, and still stood majestically with. Gangrisenger, who is no longer falling down, has been standing, occasionally walking around, but mainly standing, standing without saying a word.In the middle of the night, after the father fell asleep, it suddenly cried out, whining, like a child crying, and leaned its body against the wall by the door while crying. At this time, my father heard the big black mastiff outside the door barking that day. The barking was still very small, but it still got the response of other dogs.Soon, all the dogs in the monastery barked. Father got off the kang, came to the door, stretched out his head to look at the dark night, and shouted softly: That day, that day.That day the big black mastiff answered him with a bark.He said: What is your name?Don't make such noise that the lamas can't sleep. The lamas still have to chant scriptures tomorrow.During these days living in the ancient Xijie Temple, it was the first time he heard so many dogs barking in the middle of the night.The big black mastiff didn't listen to him that day, and barked stubbornly, but the more it barked, the more hoarse it became, and the more it barked, the more powerless it became.Father returned to the kang, could no longer fall asleep, and sat in a daze. Gradually, the barking of the big black mastiff could not be heard that day, and the barking of the other dogs seemed to be tired.A lowered voice mysteriously appeared in the light night wind like a treacherous incantation: Mahakala Bensenbao, Mahakala Bensenbao.In the light of the butter lamp that was about to go out, my father saw his own shadow tremble, and Gangriseng's shadow trembled.Then came the crying, and Gangriseng who was still leaning against the wall by the door used the crying to make the voice of Maha Kara Ben Senbao appear again.The father suddenly remembered that on the day he first came to Xijiegu, when the seven grandma’s children fled, they made this sound: Mahakala Bensenbao, Mahakala Bensenbao. My father felt agitated for some reason, jumped down to the bottom of the kang, looked out of the window, and saw a series of low black shadows walking around the mani stone scripture wall that looked like a screen wall, and walking towards the monk's house . Medolam followed the three big shepherd dogs to the tent of Grandpa Nima's neighbor Gongbu's house, and followed them along the winding path to the blockhouses on the hillside.She and them stayed in front of the six blockhouses six times, and each time Medoram would shout: Ba'e Qiuzhu, Ba'e Qiuzhu.As she shouted, the three big shepherd dogs knew that she had to find Ba'e Qiuzhu, and led her down another mountain path to the grassland.Such a route made Medolam understand that Ba'e Qiuzhu has already summoned six children, including him, a total of seven, to fulfill his promise: let the seven shits on the Shangma grassland die in the In front of the seven heroes of the Xijie Ancient Grassland.A one-on-one showdown is about to begin, or has already begun.She said: Gabaosang, Sajsang, Jonbaosang, what do you think should be done?The answer of the three big shepherd dogs was to continue to move forward quickly, and as long as Medoram didn't let them go back, they would keep searching. Medolam followed behind the three big shepherd dogs, panting as they walked, shouting constantly: Wait for me, wait for me.At last they stopped.Medoram found that they took her to the place where the seven grandma's children had thrown the udo stone at Ba'erqiuzhu during the day. Medoram couldn't help shivering, and suddenly felt very scared and very regretful, why did he come here in the middle of the night?She remembered what happened during the day: three ferocious leopards came in sneak attack, and if several Tibetan mastiffs headed by the tiger-headed snow mastiff hadn't sacrificed their lives to save her, she and Li Nima would have died long ago.She touched the three big shepherd dogs beside her as if looking for support, and said to them: Shall we go back? Three big shepherd dogs stood by the river and barked towards the opposite bank.They knew that there was no Ba'e Qiuzhu in this place. Ba'e Qiuzhu had gone to the other side of the wild donkey river. There were six people with Ba'e Qiuzhu and a group of territorial dogs. They crossed the river because they The tracked target crossed the river.But they must go back the same way, because the wind told the three big shepherd dogs that the target of Ba'e Qiuzhu and the seven grandma's children did not go far away, and the target who crossed the river crossed the same river again. That is to say, the seven grandma's children have returned to the Diaofang Mountain in Xijiegu. The three big collie dogs barked and looked at Medoram.Medolam said again: Let's go back, we won't be looking for Ba'eqiuzhu anymore.Seeing them standing still stubbornly, he said again, look for them quickly, and return quickly if you find them, this place is very dangerous.As he spoke, he bent down and touched the tumbling river in the dark, not sure whether he dared to cross the river, whether he could cross the river.Generally speaking, the Wild Donkey River can be waded through, but what about here?Is the water here just as knee-deep as elsewhere?She thought to herself that it would be better to leave one dog and wait here with me, and let the other two dogs go to look for Ba'e Qiuzhu. The dog is worse than her, and the dog can swim.She believes that the two smart Tibetan mastiffs will accurately convey to him that she is looking for him, and also believes that as long as Ba'e Qiuzhu sees the big shepherd dog of Grandpa Nima's family, she will think that it is her, Medolam, who is looking for him Come, he should come back quickly. She waved her hand and said: Sajsenge, Jonbausange, you go over, Gabasange and I are waiting for you here.Sajsenge and Joan Posenge did not listen to her, not only did not cross the river, but walked around behind her, looking warily at the dark grassland.She bent down and pushed them, but she couldn't move them, and said angrily: Why don't you listen to me?Their answer was a burst of ferocious yelling, and the three big shepherd dogs all barked, facing the same direction, barking with the most intimidating thick and majestic bark of the Tibetan mastiff, making the night of the entire grassland turbulent. A shrill wolf howl came through the air, like a stone falling on Medoram's head.She couldn't help shaking her head, and suddenly felt a pang in her heart: the danger is coming again, it's a leopard during the day, and a wolf at night.What is a wolf?The concept of wolves is to eat people, which is more bloody than leopards.Since she came to the Xijie Ancient Grassland, she had heard wolves howling more than once, and sometimes she couldn't sleep in the tent in the middle of the night, listening to the howling of wolves in the distance was like a shrill cry, and she felt deeply moved.But she had never heard a wolf howl alone in the dead of night in the wilderness, and now that she heard it, she was no longer moved but shuddered. Medoram squatted down tremblingly, stared in fear, and hugged Gabsonger, her favorite and most trusted big shepherd dog.But Gabao Senge, who was like a white lion, didn't like her behavior at this time. He broke away from her embrace, took a few steps forward, and continued its clamor. Suddenly, the white lion Gabao Senge started to run, circled around Medoram, and then flew straight forward like an arrow.Then came the new lion Sajsanger, and then the eagle lion Jon Paulsanger. They all ran forward, and they all looked like sharp arrows when they ran, and they disappeared after a few swipes.When Medoram came to her senses, all she saw was the thick darkness of the grassland and the terrifying loneliness.Where is the dog?Where's the Collie?Where are the three big Tibetan mastiffs that guide her and protect her?She yelled: Gabsang, Sajsang, Joanbsang.After shouting a few times, I realized that it was useless to shout loudly. The wind was coming from the front, and as soon as it blew, it blew her voice down into the wild donkey river behind her. Medolam tremblingly walked towards the place where the dog was barking, like a lost person looking for starlight, groping in the dark, and soon found that what greeted him was not hope but touch. The terror of the soul. The horror was because she couldn't hear the barking of the three big shepherd dogs, and it was even more because she saw the light, which was a faint blue light like will-o'-the-wisp.The lights were moving toward her, first two, then four, then six, then eight, then twelve.Medolam had never seen wolves in the dark night, nor the blue ghost-like wolf eyes floating in the dark night of the grassland, but she instinctively realized that wolves are coming, and there are at least six of them in a pack. .She yelled: Help!