Chapter 13 chapter Ten

It was the bandit Jiamacuo, the military leader of the Shepherd Crane Tribe, who led his riders to capture the seven enemies of Shangmahe. Da Gelie, the headman of the Shepherd Crane Tribe, heard that Tiebang Lama Zang Tashi stipulated that the headmen or housekeepers of each tribe must go to the Dharma Protector Temple to offer incense to the Auspicious Heavenly Mother. The Auspicious Heavenly Mother approves which tribe executes which tribe can take people away , I knew that Zang Tashi would definitely let the seven enemies go.The reason is simple: If Zang Tashi really wanted to let the ancient Xijie's revenge succeed, it would be enough to separate the seven children so that each tribe would have a chance to execute, why bother with the auspicious mother?The great protector, Jixiang Tianmu, is kind and caring. If she couldn't prove that the seven Shangma's children were the devils sent by Qiujia Grassland, how could she allow the ancients of Xijie to cut off their hands?Although it is the hand of the enemy.Of course, even if there is no explicit instruction from the auspicious Tianmu, the tribe can still discuss with the mountain gods and war gods who protect the tribe, and try to make the hand-cutting justified.But what you need to face now is not that the name is not right, but that even if you get the approval of the gods, you will be unstoppable, because time is passing, if you don't hurry up, the enemies of the seven old aunts may flee from West Knot Ancient grassland.

Da Gelie, the wise leader of the horse-grazing crane tribe, sent people to Longbao Snow Mountain to pray to the tribe's black-necked crane god, and to Longbaoze grassland to pay homage to the tribe's black-necked crane god of war. Intercept the seven old grannies. The news quickly spread throughout the grasslands: the seven enemies of the granny were let go by Tiebang Lama Zang Tashi. The news spread throughout the grassland again: with the help of the God of Longbao Mountain and the God of War of Longbaoze, the bandit Jiamacuo of the Mumahe tribe captured seven enemies of Shangmahe without stopping.

There is another news that spreads faster: the punishment of beheading will be carried out by the wild donkey river at the foot of Diaofang Mountain. All the herdsmen who could come, especially those from the Mahe Tribe. The grazing land of the Mumahe tribe is in the Longbaoze Grassland under the Longbao Snow Mountain. The reason why they came to the foot of Diaofang Mountain to carry out their punishments is because Diaofang Mountain is the Diaofang Mountain of all tribes.About a hundred years ago, in order to resist the invaders including the riders on the Upper Ama Grassland, to defend the sacred Xijie Temple and the more sacred Buddhist monks and monks, and for the safety of the tribal leaders and their families, all tribes The leaders of the tribe built towers here in the name of the tribe.Since then, there has been a practice that as long as the activities related to resisting foreign enemies are rewards, punishments, sacrifices, expeditions, etc., no matter which tribe they belong to, they will be held at the foot of Diaofang Mountain.

The execution platform at the foot of Diaofang Mountain suddenly became lively.There are many people and many dogs, puppies chasing and frolicking, love dogs touching noses and licking fur, familiar dogs saying hello to each other, raw dogs greeting each other.Unlike dogs elsewhere, no matter whether they are raw or familiar, the dogs here will not be cold-hearted or even fight, because the smell will tell each other: We all belong to the Xijiegu Grassland.For Tibetan dogs, especially Tibetan Mastiffs, the Xijiegu Grassland has a special aura, which is definitely different from the grasslands outside. Even my father can feel this.My father later said: This is the mastiff plateau, and even the air here smells of mastiff. It is the kind of salty mastiff that smells good when you are familiar with it. It is almost like the salty smell of fish and shrimp exuding in the sea. Same taste.

Father and Gangrisenger walked hard to the foot of the Diaofang Mountain, and when they saw the execution platform from a distance, the hand-cutting punishment was about to begin. The execution platform was built with stones, and there was a row of log brackets on it. A row of iron rings and some ropes were hung on the brackets. It was obvious at a glance that people were bound and hanged.The front and back of the bracket are thick wooden cases, which can not only lie on people, but also sit on and chop people.The seven granny children have been dragged onto the stage by seven burly men, and two mastiff-mastiff-masked sword-hands stand majestically, holding the hand-chopping skull knife tightly in their arms, letting them Her bosom gleamed with a dazzling silvery snow in the midday sun.Each of the seven red-capped magicians from the Horse-Wrangling Crane Tribe held a golden halberd-removing halberd and recited something loudly; each of the other seven black-capped gods held a human head drum and beat slowly and heavily; There are also seven witches in yellow hats walking around the execution platform singing and waving pewter wands.

Father stopped, and Gunriseng also stopped, watching from afar, realizing that they couldn't just walk forward like this.Crowds can go through, but dogs?Tibetan dogs, especially Tibetan mastiffs in the Xijiegu grassland will tear up the lion-headed male mastiff Gangrisenger in the Shangama grassland and let the eagles and vultures eat every drop.Both the man and the dog were stunned, not knowing what to do.Gang Riseng raised his head with difficulty, looked sadly at the seven grandma's children on the execution platform, realized that he was powerless, and fell to the ground with a limp limp.Father leaned over and hugged it, looked into its tearful eyes and said: Are you dying?Don't be like this, let's think of a way.He looked around as if asking for help, and saw a tent not far away. On the grass in front of the tent were some sheets of half-dried cowhide, and several larks were chirping and pecking on the cowhide. Food.He pondered for a while, and suddenly said happily and worriedly: Now it's up to you, Gangrisenger, as long as you can walk, we might be able to walk over.

Gangrisenger's ability to understand surprised his father. He pulled a large cowhide and put it on himself as a demonstration. Gangrisenge immediately stood up shaking his body.Father took the cowhide off his body and covered Gangrisenger tightly, leaving only a slit for its eyes.Father said: Can you do it?Gangriseng told his father with actions: OK.They started to walk forward, the father was in front, it was behind, it looked down at the father's heels, walked slowly, at first glance, especially for the dogs, the black fur was definitely that of a cow move.The dogs were a little strange: why does this cow smell like dogs from other places?Was it bitten by a foreign dog?No, it was not bitten, but the head was bit off. How can this headless cow still walk?

Thank goodness Gunrisange kept walking.It didn't fall down, it was going to fall down, its frail body made it feel that even its thick yellow hair was a burden, how could it still be able to wear a heavy cowhide?But it persevered, and it just didn't fall down. The seven grandma's children who needed help in front made it not only stand upright, but also keep walking.He followed his father safely through the pack, which included many intelligent Tibetan Mastiffs, and through even more intelligent crowds.Of course people can see that it is not a cow but a dog, but they don't understand why the dog walks in cowhide, and they think that such a link and such a dress are needed for the ceremony of cutting off the enemy's hand.

The execution platform is getting closer and closer, and the most dangerous moment is coming.For some reason, several huge Tibetan mastiffs separated from the territorial dogs and happened to block their way, among them was the white mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff.The father trembled, and Gangriseng also trembled, and the walking speed of the tandem and the back was obviously slower.Fortunately, the Gangrisenger covered with cowhide did not fall down in the trembling, it still moved slowly with unexpected tenacity, just like all cows protected by dogs, they moved towards the Tibetan mastiff blocking the way without any scruples walked over.Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff recognized his father, he was the outsider who rescued Gangriseng into the monastery last night.This man is abominable, but also remarkable.From the attitude of the big black mastiff towards him that day, the mastiff king already knew that he could not bite this man. This man did not take revenge on the big black mastiff that killed his horse and bit him, but won the heart of the other party. , It can be seen that this person is born to be the ideal owner of the Tibetan Mastiff.Seeing the ideal owner of the Tibetan mastiff, it suddenly smiled at it, and then sang, jumped, waved and kicked.Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff looked curiously, and the big black mastiff Guori, the gray husband mastiff and several other Tibetan mastiffs around him looked even more curiously than him.The more my father sang and danced, the crazier he became.

In this way, amidst the ecstatic curiosity of the terrifying Tibetan mastiff and his father's dancing performance, Gangrisenger approached them, and he approached them slowly and nervously in cowhide.The Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff and all the Tibetan Mastiffs didn't care about it, because the cow is something they can see all the time, it's boring, and they don't want to take a second look.Their eyes are looking upwards, and above it is the hand raised high by their father. The hand is dancing, dancing in different patterns, and finally even danced the clothes, making noises and rattles, attracting their attention from beginning to end. .By the time the person and those hands stopped waving, Gangrisenger had already passed them, the distance widened rapidly, and the threat was being eliminated. It was impossible for Mastiff King and his companions to see clearly that it was a moving cowhide. Instead of a real cow.

Father and Gangrisenger finally came to the execution platform.There are no dogs here, only people, and the people here are immersed in the solemnity of beheading hands, with no expression on their faces, even a hint of surprise.Father took off Gangrisenger's cowhide, held his belly with both hands, and pushed and hugged him onto the execution platform. Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff looked at it from afar and was stunned.All the Tibetan mastiffs and the little Tibetan dogs who had noticed the cow just now were stunned, and then there was a lot of barking.The mastiff king didn't bark, it recalled the situation when its father and Gangriseng passed by just now, and a trace of hidden worry rose up in all parts of the body and mind like a feeling of hunger.It doesn't think it's a human's ghost idea. It thinks that Gangriseng's ability to get away under its nose is entirely due to the extraordinary quality and temperament of an excellent Tibetan Mastiff, its extraordinary cleverness and extraordinary courage.It likes such a Tibetan mastiff, but at the same time it is wary of such a Tibetan mastiff.If such a Tibetan mastiff belongs to the grassland that he has stayed with all his life, he is a capable person who kills wild animals and protects human beings and their property; The powerful threat to peace and tranquility must be driven away unceremoniously, no, it cannot be driven away, it should be killed, it must be killed.Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff thought bitterly, and exhaled a few heavy mouthfuls of sulk from his throat somewhat out of composure. Once on the execution platform, Gunrisenger went straight to the seven granny children, to be precise, to the child with the scar on his face.Gunrisenger?The children shouted in unison.Gangriseng wagged his tail at the children, and stared at the burly men who were dragging their masters to death.But it didn't bark, or even bared its teeth to frighten them.It knows that now is not the time for confrontation, a solemn and solemn ceremony is about to be held, and the overall will of a person that cannot be resisted by a dog (even if it is a high-spirited Tibetan Mastiff) is emerging; In the pain, he no longer has the ability to fight against any opponent.The only thing it can do is to find its master and accept the fate of being slaughtered with them.It lay beside Scar, facing the wooden table used to cut hands and the two knifemen wearing mastiff masks like its owner. Following behind Gangrisenger, the father approached the seven grandma's children, and asked with a smile: You call it Gangrisenger, and I also call it Gangrisenger. What does Gangrisenger mean?The child with a large brain rubbed his chin against the hand of the big man holding his shoulder, turned his head vigorously, looked at the scar and said: Snow Mountain Lion.The father asked: Is Gangrisenger a snow mountain lion?How do you know?With a confused face on his head, he didn't know why his father asked such a question.My father said loudly: Let me tell you, Tenzin Living Buddha of Xijie Ancient Temple said that Gangrisenge is the reincarnation of Animaqing snow mountain lion. No one can bully this passionate god dog.You guys repeat my words now, repeat them in Tibetan, repeat them out loud, so that everyone here can hear them.Scar asked the head door: what is he talking about?The head door told him what his father said, and Scar, who was as clever as Gangrisenger, immediately understood what his father meant, almost shouting and speaking in Tibetan. Then my father walked towards a knife operator wearing a mastiff mask as if nothing had happened, raised his thumb and said with a smile: Your knife is so beautiful, I have never seen such a gorgeously decorated knife.Seeing his father in a Han suit, the operator knew that he was a member of the Xijiegu Working Committee, so he smiled from behind the mask.Father felt that he was friendly, and he stretched out his hand regardless of whether he could understand his own words: Can I see your knife?The surgeon didn't understand what his father was going to do, so he shook his head at a loss.Father simply reached out to his arms and grabbed the handle of the skull knife.The operator hesitated for a moment, but let go.Father took the knife and admired it from the hilt to the point in the midday sun. There was a commotion under the execution platform.The dogs barked.Father raised his head and saw seven red-hat magicians holding up golden halberds, seven black-hat gods raising colorful human heads, and seven yellow-hat witches holding up their rings. Ding Dang's magic-breaking tin rod was raised, and while raising the magic weapon, three or seventy-one tribal psychics turned their heads to a passage that the crowd automatically gave way to.A group of luxuriously dressed people came along the aisle, and the shepherds on both sides bowed silently, all of them looked respectful, even the dogs knew how to be quiet and stopped barking, even if it was cheerful barking.Father looked at them and found that the housekeeper Qimei he had met in the morning was also mixed in, so he knew who they were.But he still didn't expect that the heads and stewards of all the tribes in the Xijie Ancient Grassland would come, including Suolang Wangdui, the head of the Yeluhe tribe mentioned above, and Da Gelie, the head of the Mumahe tribe. The headman and the stewards came quickly and stopped in a space specially reserved for them under the execution platform.That is to say, the master of the ceremony, Daglie, and the invited distinguished guests from various tribes have arrived, and the execution is about to begin.The operator bowed politely towards his father, meaning: Give me back my knife.Father smiled coldly, jumped back suddenly, rushed over and grabbed Gangriseng's long mane.Gangrisenger was startled, and looked sideways at his father uneasily. My father shouted loudly: Listen, listen, everyone below is listening.You are all here today, what are you doing here?Did you come to see the chopping hand, or to see me and Gangrisenger?I am not alive today, and neither is Gangrisenger. We are going all out today. There was commotion under the execution platform.The barking sounded again.Most people didn't understand their father's words, but thought his father's image was very scary: holding a gleaming skull knife in one hand, and pulling Gangriseng who didn't resist at all in the other hand, with a ferocious face and hoarse voice, he was almost a demon suppressor. Dawei Debuwei King Kong. The father waited for the dog to stop barking and shouted again: What kind of dog is Gangriseng?I don’t tell you, you know that it is a snow mountain lion, a god from Animaqing Snow Mountain. It protected all the monks who practiced on the snow mountain in its previous life, and now it’s here to protect the Xijie Ancient Grassland. You won’t ignore it. life or death?As for me, who am I, you don't know, do you?Tenzin Living Buddha of Xijie Ancient Temple said, I am an auspicious Han Chinese, and all lamas should treat me as if they were themselves, because I was the one who brought the incarnation of the snow mountain lion to the Xijie Ancient Grassland.Let me tell you, I am a dog's friend and a dog's benefactor. I saved Gangriseng's life and the big black mastiff's life that day. People on the grassland say that I am a Han Bodhisattva from afar. They came to seek happiness for Xijie Ancient Grassland.I now solemnly declare that if any of you cut off the hands of these seven children, I will kill Gangriseng, and then go to Xijie Ancient Temple to kill the big black mastiff, and finally kill me, the Han Bodhisattva. Shouting, his father pulled Gangrisenger over, and pressed the huge mastiff head against the wooden table.Gangrisenge knew his father's intention when he heard his father call his name several times, and he obediently remained motionless, but asked his father with blinking eyes: Do you really want to kill me? Under the execution platform, a group of dogs rushed forward, yelling.They looked at the way their father raised the knife and pressed his head, thinking that his father was really going to kill Gangrisenger, so they barked in cheers.Only the Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff remained silent.It listened attentively to his father's words and studied his father's expression. Although he didn't understand it, he didn't understand it, but he came to a conclusion accurately: it was impossible for the Han Chinese who had been acting as the protector of the Tibetan Mastiff to kill Gang According to Risenge, no one including the people from the Xijie Ancient Grassland could have killed this foreign snow mountain lion. The only one who could kill it was the Tibetan Mastiff from the Xijie Ancient Grassland. To be precise, it was Xijie Tiger head snow mastiff, the mastiff king of the ancient grassland.The mastiff king ran forward with the dogs, and stopped when he was approaching the execution platform.It stopped the territorial dog from surging with its voice and eyes, and then quietly observed everything on the stage, and also observed the emergence of opportunities.No, no, no chance.It kept regretting, knowing that in such a place full of noisy people and dog shadows, it would be difficult for him to realize his plan to kill Gangrisenger, and he didn't even have a chance to bite or bark at him.It took a few steps back in frustration, and suddenly became dissatisfied: Gangrisenger is an intruder, and its owner is Shangma's enemy. Why didn't the people from Xijie Ancient Grassland jump on the stage to express themselves to it? What about anger?Could it be that they also fell in love with this beautiful and handsome lion-headed male mastiff like the big black mastiff that day?No, this is not allowed, not allowed by God, not allowed by our ancestors, our Tibetan Mastiff is absolutely not allowed.Kill it, kill it, kill it as soon as possible.Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff thought more and more that he had to kill it himself. In the crowd, Butler Qimei, who understands Chinese, translated his father's words over and over again to some headmen and housekeepers who could not understand Chinese.Suolang Wangdui, the leader of the Yeluhe Tribe, said: I also heard that Tenzin Tulku said such a thing, Tenzin Tulku did not misunderstand the person, right?Da Gelie, the leader of the Mumahe tribe, said: I admire the Han people who are not afraid of death, and even more admire the Han people who can save the lives of Tibetan mastiffs.But he shouldn't protect the seven enemies of the Shangma grassland. Once he protects them, he will not be the Han Bodhisattva of our Xijie ancient grassland, but the Han Bodhisattva of the Shangma grassland. The father continued to shout, waving the skull knife: "Which one of you is in charge?"Come here quickly, let these seven children go, or I will chop them off, really chop them off. This kind of behavior of my father will look like a second hand to future generations, but it has indeed played a role in delaying or even preventing the occurrence of the beheading incident, and no one does not take it seriously.Jamma Cuo, a bandit from the Horse-Making Crane Tribe who organized the hand-cutting ceremony, dragged Steward Qimei from the Yeluhe Tribe to the execution platform.Steward Qi Mei shouted: Han Bodhisattva, Han Bodhisattva, don't do this, you don't know the reason, the people who went to Ama Grassland owe our blood and our lives.Jamma Cuo, a bandit who can only speak a little Chinese, raised his hand once and said: The reason is far away, I owe a lot.Butler Qimei said: Yes, they owe us a lot of human lives and the lives of Tibetan mastiffs. Even if the heads of these seven enemies are beheaded, it will not be enough. The father said: Whoever owes your life to whom you should go to, your life is not owed by these seven children. Butler Qimei translated his father's words to Jiamacuo, and the bandit Jiamacuo, who was the military leader of the Shepherd Crane Tribe, looked sullen, his red face seemed to be dyed, and he said something.Butler Qi Mei said: Everyone in the tribe has a share in the lives owed by the tribe; everyone in the aunt must pay back the lives owed to the granny. This is the law of the grassland.Father said: Don't tell me these things, I won't listen.My Han Bodhisattva has the rules of the Han Bodhisattva, let people go, let them go quickly, if you don't let me go, I will cut them down. Realizing that it would be useless to talk too much, the bandit Jiamacuo reprimanded the operator who had lost his knife.Father couldn't understand, but he thought it should be like this: trash, what happened, you can't even hold your own skull knife, what's the use of the tribe raising a swordsman like you?Don't rush to grab it. The swordsman wearing a mastiff mask threw himself at the skull knife in his father's hand.The father raised the knife high and yelled, "Don't come over, I'll kill you if you come over, first kill Gangriseng and then me."The operator was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed forward.My father said: Oh my god, he is just as desperate as me.He said and cut it down with a knife. There was a scream.In the eyes of others, he cut on Gangriseng's head, but only he and Gangriseng knew that he chopped on his left hand that was holding Gangriseng.Gangriseng couldn't help trembling, it hurts a lot, it is an excellent Tibetan Mastiff who has a heart-to-heart relationship with human beings, it immediately feels the pain all over its body, as if its father's body is its body, and its father's nerves are its nerves, when When the wound was painful on my father's hand, it was him who was really tormented.Gangrisenger whimpered, this is a cry, it is a cry from the heart that it has learned from humans. Seeing this situation, the operator was terrified, and watched the bandit Jamacso retreating.The bandit Jamacuo waved his hand disdainfully at the knife operator, and prepared to rush forward to grab the knife himself.Butler Qi Mei grabbed him: "Don't force this Han man, who can afford the death of a human or a Tibetan mastiff?" bleeding.Father raised his bloody hand, waved it and said, "Look, look, it's bleeding, it's the blood of Bodhisattva Han, and it's flowing on the Xijie Ancient Grassland."The blood splashed away, no one knew where it fell, only one drop was known, it fell on the face of a girl under the execution platform.The girl wiped it with the back of her hand and saw a red comet appearing on the back of her hand. She suddenly got excited and jumped up. The girl came to the execution platform like a whirlwind, and shouted: "I am also counted in. If any of you want to cut off the hands of seven children, you must cut off my hands first."When the father saw that it was Medoram, he said, "Why are you here to join in the fun?"Who cares about you.He also said, okay, put your hands on the case, I'm going to chop it off.Medolam took a breath, and really put her hands on the case.The father said again: I cut it?She gritted her teeth and said: You chop it.Then I closed my eyes. The father suddenly raised the skull knife, but it was just a shape, a murderous shape of a pretended bloodthirsty killer.The knife didn't come down, because he realized that Medoram's beauty also included her white and tender hands. If he had to cut it off, it would be his own flesh, his hand or his head.He asked Medoram sadly and angrily: Why didn't Director Bai come?Does he not know?Did you hide on purpose after you found out? At this time, what my father most wanted to see was Director Bai of the Xijie Ancient Working Committee, and the second was Tenzin Living Buddha, the abbot of Xijie Ancient Temple.He felt that any one of the two of them could stop this cruel hand-cutting ceremony.But none of them have shown up until now, they are so detached and at ease.Father was very depressed, thinking that today was really unlucky, and he must die here.He didn't seem to be worried about whether he would be cowardly when he slashed at his own neck with a skull knife. What he was worried about was: even if he died, he might not be able to keep the hands of the seven grandma's children.The father was stunned, and this moment of stupefaction turned him into a tortured person.He has been caught in a situation where he is riding a tiger, and he seems to have no other way but to consider suicide. The spectators and dogs were agitated, but the ceremony went on.After a moment of silence, the seven red-hat magicians holding golden halberds began to recite something loudly again, and the seven black-hat gods holding human head drums began to beat slowly and heavily again. The witch in the yellow hat wielding the pewter rod began to sing and walk around the execution platform again, as if what happened on the execution platform had nothing to do with them. Why are they so numb, I'm going to die in their numbness.The father threw away the skull knife and burst into tears.He said later, how could I cry at that time?Why am I not a strong and fierce Tibetan mastiff?Why am I so weak, so weak that it’s a bit shameful, so weak that I’m not even a man anymore.If I were a tantric mage or a Bon sect mantra, I would not be weak. I could use the greatest mantra to mess up the boundaries of all Tibetan mastiffs, and then mobilize them all to rescue the seven grandma's children.Unfortunately, I am not. I have neither the ability to destroy demonic barriers nor the magic power to dispatch inhumans and slam curses.I really have nothing to do. When the father burst into tears, the seven grandma's children knew that their hands would surely be chopped off, and they cried, and Medoram also cried.Gangriseng's tears flowed silently on the wooden table, which was wet. Among the dogs not far away, the Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff suddenly cheered up.Chance?Maybe this is an opportunity: run up to the execution platform with lightning speed, and bite it to death when Gunrisenger and the people around him are immersed in grief and have no time to react.Just one bite, don't bite too much, if I can't kill it with one bite, I won't be the mastiff king.Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff couldn't help roaring softly, walked back and forth like a demonstration, let the snow-white mastiff hair flutter in the wind, flicked its legs, and suddenly started running. Gangrisenger trembled all over, sniffed, flapped his ears, and looked up into the distance vigilantly.It stopped crying, and licked its own tears on the wooden table, then came to the edge of the execution platform, and yelled hoarsely towards the bottom.Is it threatening those leaders and housekeepers who will kill them, or is it threatening those Tibetan dogs watching the excitement and the snow-white Tibetan mastiff running fast?No, my father wiped away his tears and found that Gangrisenger was not a threat, but a welcome and expectation.It welcomes the arrival of an acquaintance, and this acquaintance is Zang Tashi, the Tiebang Lama of the ancient Xijie Temple. Zang Tashi came running from Diaofang Mountain with a dozen iron stick lamas and a large group of monastery dogs.The unbridled barking of the temple dog attracts the attention of everyone and all dogs. Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff stopped abruptly.It knew that Tiebang Lama was the executor of the laws of the grassland and the will of the monastery. In the entire western grassland of Qinggoama, only they could punish all living beings, including the Tibetan Mastiff and naturally its mastiff king, so it stopped knowingly .The place where it stopped was only two or three steps away from the execution platform, and only seven or eight steps away from Gangrisenger, which means that only a few seconds later, Gangrisenger was still alive.Gangrisenger lived in pain, but Mastiff King Tiger Head Snow Mastiff lived in hatred because of Gangrisenger's life.