Chapter 36 Chapter Thirty-Three

Under the protection of Angla Mountain God, Longbao Mountain God and Dangxiang Mountain God, a lion-headed male mastiff from Grandma on Qiujia Grassland has passed the test of ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties and became the new mastiff king of Xijiegu Grassland .The beautiful story spread throughout the Xijie Ancient Grassland, and also throughout the entire Qingguo Ama Grassland, which is ten times larger than the Xijie Ancient Grassland.There is another story that is being spread, that is, the director Baima Ugin blocked the bullet of hatred and used his life to protect the political commissar Mai and the mastiff king Gangrisenger.As soon as such a story was passed on, it became a myth that the Animaqing Snow Mountain is the mountain where King Gesar’s soul is sent. Gangrisenger, the lion, borrowed the soul of King Gesar from Baima Ujin to protect all the monks practicing on the snow-capped mountains.Baima Wujin and Gangrisenge knew each other before, and they both lived in the Palace of Ten Thousand Lotus Flowers in the Baiyuqiong Tower of Animaqing Snow Mountain.This kind of legend became a kind of belief after the grand sky burial ceremony of director Baima Ujin. When people prayed in front of the snow-capped mountains, they had the language of praying for Baima Ujin to bless peace; the singers of King Gesar also added it. The story about Baima Ugyen; the painter lama of the monastery added the shape of Baima Ugyen to the goddess of the four seasons and the companion god of the treasure tent. It is a gray dog ​​Tibetan mastiff, with an instant anger A white deity with an eager expression.

My father later said that the Tibetan mastiff was the gray husband mastiff that once saved Director Bai’s life, so Director Bai didn’t deserve to die, but he still died, which shows that Yala Shambo Mountain God of Dangxiang Daxue Mountain gave him special blessings and let him hurry up. He died quickly, quickly became a god, quickly got rid of the troubles in the world, and walked through all the miles of suffering and reincarnation.I just don’t know if the white director Baima Ugin, who has become a god, can still remember the friendship between Ren and the Tibetan Mastiff, and whether he can remember the tragic act of the gray husband Mastiff risking his life to save his life.

The celestial burial ceremony of director Baima Ujin was naturally presided over by Tenzin Living Buddha of Xijie Ancient Temple.Not long after it was over, another ceremony was ushered in on the Xijie Ancient Grassland. This ceremony was bound to be recorded in history. Naturally, it was presided over by Tenzin Living Buddha, the Buddha's Sacred Heart.Also speaking at the ceremony was Political Commissar Mai, the top leader of the Qingguo Ama Grassland Working Committee.Political commissar Mai can't hide his words, and Li Nima translated it for everyone.Although Li Nima's translation did not add any meaning of his own, the headmen and herdsmen who participated in the ceremony believed that it was Li Nima who was speaking, not Commissar Mai, so they resolutely refused to applaud.Because they firmly remember that Li Nima was the one who killed the iron-clad golden mastiff with a gun.After Political Commissar Mai finished his speech, the first tenement boarding school in the history of Xijie Ancient Grassland was announced to be born.

The school is located on the extremely beautiful grassland beside the Yelu River at the foot of Diaofang Mountain.The two tents were provided by Suolang Wangdui, the leader of the Yeluhe tribe, and the carpets, low tables, pots and pans and other daily necessities were provided by Da Gelie, the leader of the Mumahe tribe. The headmen of other tribes provided some livestock, which were regarded as fixed assets of the accountant boarding school.Who is the principal of the school?is the father.This is the wish of Political Commissar Mai, and also the wish of Tenzin Rinpoche and the herdsmen, plus the wish of my father, it is really justified.Who is the teacher at the school?Also father.My father also wanted to invite Mei Duolamu to be a teacher, but Political Commissar Mai disagreed.Father wanted to ask Li Nima to be a teacher again, but Political Commissar Mai still disagreed.His father asked him why he disagreed, and political commissar Mai said: They have their jobs, so you should take care of the school affairs by yourself first.Who are the students in the school?They are the children of seven old mothers, the bare-backed Ba’eqiuzhu, and more than a dozen children from the Xijie Ancient Grassland who are willing to come here to board and study.

There is another beautiful legend: the seven wandering Tawas on the Shangma Grassland found a home in the Xijie Ancient Grassland.There are no skeleton ghosts, mind-eaters, or soul-snatching girls that scare them. There are endless paradise fruits growing all over the ground, and there you can see the beautiful and auspicious marine snow mountain Gang Jintsogyi.People outside of the Xijie Ancient Grassland felt itchy in their hearts when they heard such a legend. Mastiff King Gangrisenger has been recuperating in the ancient Xijie Temple. Gayutuo, a Tibetan doctor, and Zang Tashi, who returned to the monastery as an iron lama, gave him meticulous care.It seems that it was appointed by it, the big black mastiff brought the territorial dog to the school that day to visit the children and father of the seven aunts.My father talked a lot to the big black mastiff that day, and then he touched its stomach and said: Could it be true?On the day they came, the big black mastiff and all the territorial dogs barked for a long time between the two tents. It was a warning: be honest, don't hurt the people here.On the open space between the two tents, there was another shadow of my father lying listlessly lying on the ground, that is the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Raksha.

Dangxiang Luocha, the blood-drinking king, was carried by his father from Dangxiang Daxue Mountain to Xijiegulai with three horses in rotation.At that time, it was in a coma, and it woke up on the third day after it was carried here. When it woke up, it saw its father.Father was stroking it, and it roared, its throat was almost broken, and it couldn't make any sound, but it still roared in a serious manner.In the heart, in the cells that are still active in the body, its angry roar is like thunder and lightning.Father felt it, and whispered some comforting words, without stopping, he stroked its mane, then its back hair, until it reached its belly hair, stroked it for about an hour, and then Change it with angry and suspicious eyes.He got the medicine from Gayutuo, a Tibetan doctor, and had to change it every day.He changed the medicine and fed him milk again.The milk was brought to him by Duotou Suolangwang, who asked Butler Qimei to send someone to him every day.He was reluctant to drink it, and left it to Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king.Father knew that it could not eat now and could only drink a little milk.

As soon as the milk came into the eyes of the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha, it trembled all over.It was so thirsty at that time, it was so thirsty that it wanted to bite off its tongue and drink the blood on it.It saw its father holding a long wooden spoon, scooped half a spoonful of milk from the wooden basin, and brought it towards its mouth, and suddenly realized that this must be a conspiracy, and people would not be kind enough to feed it. Yes, and it's milk.It has never drank milk before, but has only seen Dachi, a ghost man, drink milk. It has only smelled milk with its nose, and knows that it is a very fragrant and sweet liquid.It stared at the wooden spoon viciously, and really wanted to bite off the hand holding the wooden spoon, but it couldn't move, it lost too much blood, and it was very difficult to even open its eyes to see people.It endured, and spread the hatred in its heart to the whole body through the empty blood vessels, and then clenched its teeth: don't drink.Although he was almost dying of thirst, he decided not to drink.

Father seemed to understand it.The biggest feature of my father is that he is born to understand dogs, especially Tibetan mastiffs.He said: Don't think it's poisonous, it's not, I'll drink it for you to see.As he spoke, he took a sip first, and then brought the long wooden spoon to its mouth.It still doesn't drink.Father said: If you have the ability, you can drink it yourself.He brought the wooden basin of milk to its eyes, then went to pick up its big head, trying to align its mouth with the mouth of the basin.But its head was too heavy, and as soon as its thick lips touched the rim of the basin, the tub turned over and milk splashed all over its head and face.It was taken aback: Could this be his conspiracy?He's going to tease it with milk?Before he had time to think about this question, the milk flowed into the corner of his mouth, feeling sweet and refreshing.It couldn't help sticking out its tongue, licking the milk that kept flowing down its nose.

In the next few days, the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha was still full of suspicion, and refused to feed it with a long wooden spoon from his father.Father had to drip the milk into its mouth drop by drop.It takes a long time to drip once, because it must be enough to maintain its life, and the healing medicine is still dissolved in the milk, so it must not be interrupted.My father said: You have lived in vain. You can't even tell the difference between good people and bad people, good intentions and bad intentions. Can I harm you? Do you treat me like this?Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, couldn't understand the words of such a gentle person. He could only feel that the person who had been with him was different from Dachi, the ghost sender.It's not used to it and doesn't like this difference at all, and it doesn't even like him getting too close to itself. It always thinks that people are very bad. Bad is that when he wants to bring you disaster, he often has a smile on his face.Hypocrisy, treachery, and hiding a knife in a smile are almost synonymous with people in its view.

But a week passed, and the disaster it expected did not appear.Whenever this person had time, he walked around it, stroked its hair, changed its medicine, dripped its milk, sat on the ground and chatted with it.Changing the medicine is painful, as soon as the new medicine powder is sprinkled on it, it hurts its injured throat so much that it wants to bite off its own neck.But this kind of pain will pass quickly, and the wound will be much more comfortable after it passes.Once, his father forced some sticky lumps into its mouth, and it furiously thought that disaster was coming and the cruel persecution had begun.But soon those bumps turned into juice, and it smacked its lips: ah, ghee, it is the delicious ghee that it has smelled and seen but never tasted.Since then, it has had ghee stuffed into its mouth every meal.One day my father exclaimed: "It opened its mouth, and it opened its mouth as soon as I fed ghee."The seven granny's children, the bare-backed Ba'e Qiuzhu, and other students all watched from a distance.Ba'e Qiuzhu shouted: It opened its mouth to eat you.My father said proudly: The Tibetan mastiff that can eat me has not yet been born.That is to say, from this day on, Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, lifted his guard on the long wooden spoon, turning his father's dripping milk into milk feeding.

The feeding lasted for two days, and the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha became energetic, and he could directly put his mouth into the wooden basin to drink milk, and while drinking, he bit a hole in the wooden basin.Father said: What's wrong with you?You also have hatred for the tub?As he spoke, he patted its head like it did when it was unable to respond at first.It let out a whining breath from its nose, raised its head and bit it, picking the flesh on the back of his father's hand with one tooth.The father sucked in the pain, shook his hands again and again, and threw the blood that came out to its mouth.It stuck out its tongue and licked it with gusto.The father sat down on the ground, covered his hands and said: Oh, my blood-drinking king, are you really an unfamiliar dog? The bare-backed Ba'e Qiuzhu quickly brought a wooden stick for the tent to his father.Father said: What are you doing?You want me to hit it?The child with the scar on his face shouted: "Don't hit it, it will hold a grudge."Father turned back to Scar and said: I know, I know.He stood up with the stick.Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, stared at the wooden stick, struggled a bit, and wanted to stand up, but it didn't work.It bared its teeth and roared, and with its hoarse voice, let the father feel the power of its hatred that was still as violent as a storm.It hates people, it also hates the same kind, and it hates the stick even more, because it is the stick that makes it a mad dog of hatred, and it has been anxious about one thing all the time in its life, and that is to vent its hatred.My father didn't know this, but he knew he couldn't give a Tibetan mastiff wallowing in anger any reason to vent his anger.He threw the wooden stick to the ground, kicked Ba'e Qiuzhu again, turned around and said to it: Do you think I will hit you?It's no skill to beat a dog that can't move.As he spoke, he stretched out his wounded hand stubbornly, and put it on its head to touch it. Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, felt that he was going to kill it. It bit this man. If this man didn't redouble his revenge, he would be inhuman.It thought that he must be groping around in this way to find out where to cut the knife, so it exhaled loudly from its nose again, raised its head and bit.This time the father dodged it, and immediately put his hand on its head again after dodging.In this way, it bites him and hides and repeats until it is exhausted and can no longer cheer up.Father kept stroking its head, feeling it felt comfortable, gradually gave up guessing, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.Father bandaged his injured hand and fed it some ghee as a reward with the bandaged hand.Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, thought in bewilderment: What does he want to do?How can he do this? One day, Gayutuo, a Tibetan doctor, came, looked at the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Raksha, and then at the wooden basin containing milk that had been bitten into jagged teeth by it, and told his father that this meant that its body was recovering rapidly. Hunger, liquid food can no longer meet its needs, it is best to feed it fried batter and minced beef offal, so that it can stand up quickly.The father said, "Okay, Lama Medicine King, please find me some minced meat from cow offal."Gayutuo, a Tibetan doctor, said: It’s not hard to find minced meat from cow’s offal. Just ask Ba’e Qiuzhu to find Suolangwangduitou.As soon as Suolangwangduitou heard that it was your need, he would give you anything.What I'm worried about now is, if the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha stands up, how can you watch it and make it not bite people or dogs?Father said: I will restrain it.I don't believe that if I feed it every day, it will not listen to me. Another day, Li Nima, who was still wrapped in the crimson monk robe of Tenzin Living Buddha, came.The seven children from the Shangma Grassland were properly arranged in the Xijiegu Grassland, which has been a feud for generations. This is a big deal, and even the province knows it. They think this is a new phenomenon after the working committee entered the grassland , the notice commended the Xijiegu Working Committee.Li Nima, the acting director of the Western Working Committee, was very happy and came to the school to visit the seven children who were mothers.When he was about to leave, he saw the blood-drinking king party Xiang Luosha standing on the ground and staring at him viciously, and said with a serious expression: "Is it ready?"Is this worth it?If it kills and injures the seven grandma's children, how can I explain to my superiors? Father said: No, it can't run or pounce, it can only stand up and pace.Besides, he was used to the school kids and stopped looking at them with hatred.Li Nima said: No, you have to tie him up, and I will find you an iron chain.The father said: It is useless to find an iron chain, the wound on its throat has not healed yet, so it cannot be tied.Li Nima said: Then tie the iron chain around your waist.Father said: Where is there a dog tied around his waist?Li Nima thought for a while and said: Let it be like this, dig a deep hole for it, and let it stay in the hole and not come up.My father said: What's the difference between that and going to a dungeon?You let it sit in a dungeon, how can it not hate you?It must stay on the ground, see people often, touch people, get used to it, and it will be fine.Li Nima said: When can I get used to it?It will be too late when something goes wrong, you should quickly think of a way, if you can't think of a way, I will find some herdsmen to deal with it in a few days.Li Nima turned to leave, but her father stopped her and said, "What do you want to do?"What does it mean to dispose of it?Li Nima said: Just let it disappear from here.Father said: That's not okay.Li Nima said: Why not?Listen to you or listen to me?Father said: You are the acting director, of course I have to listen to you, but you also have to be reasonable.Well, let me tell you a story, and you will understand why I do this. The father's story is this: a woman sat on the side of the road, breastfeeding her baby while eating the rich food that was placed beside her.A hungry old dog came over and squatted in front of the woman, drooling and greedily looking at the food.Seeing that the old dog was dirty and ugly, the woman grabbed a stone and threw it over.The old dog left the woman with tears in his eyes.Then a shepherd came and said to the woman: How can you treat it like this?Don't you know that in your previous life, your father was killed by robbers to save your life.This dog is your father who was killed by the robber, and the baby in your arms is the robber who killed your father. This story was told to him by Zang Tashi when his father was recuperating in the ancient Xijie Temple.Later he learned that this is a well-known story in Qingguo Ama Grassland.There is a kind of primitive dog-loving color in this story, which is the secular embodiment of the sublime predestination spirit in religious doctrine and a classic interpretation of the relationship between man and dog.But Li Nima couldn't understand, she stared at her father and said: What do you mean?Are you saying that Rakshasa, the blood-drinking king, is your father?The father was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously and said: It may be my father, and it may also be your father.Li Nima snorted and said: Don't talk nonsense.You say that Gangrisenger was your father in the previous life, but if you say that the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Raksha is your father, then you have to bear the responsibility.It is a Tibetan mastiff hated by the whole grassland, and no one does not want it to die.Are you protecting it so much now that you want to offend the chieftains and herdsmen on the grassland?Father said: I don't believe that people in the grassland want it to die.At least the Tibetan doctor Gayutuo and Suolang Wangdutou didn't want it to die.Suolangwangduitou sent people to send so many minced meat from cows, didn't he know that after eating the minced meat and drinking the blood of the king's party, Luo Sha would become stronger again? My father ignored Li Nima, the acting director of the Western Working Committee, and as always smoothed out the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luocha, changed the medicine, fed fried batter and minced meat from cow offal, patted it here and touched it from time to time. There, spend as much time with it as possible.Although the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha was still not used to it, he tried his best to tolerate it. He almost opened his mouth to bite his father several times, but he reluctantly retracted his sharp teeth.It feels that there is a law quietly appearing in its body, that is, it can't bite anyone when it sees it. In addition to sending ghost Dachi, there seems to be another person in the world who can't face each other with a tooth knife.What kind of person is this person?Could it be that he appeared just to smooth its fur, change its medicine, and feed it?Does he have no other purpose at all?It is deeply puzzled, and often recalls its previous life, such as dark houses, deep pits, ice cellars, desperate jumps, desperate crashes against walls, hungry half-dead states, and frenzied bites.Its hatred for the world, species, and life was strengthened again and again by the cruel events that happened in the cruel days, and finally became its life needs, its everything.It never knew that Tibetan Mastiff's feelings should be the same as human feelings, there is love as well as hate.No, it doesn't know what love is. If it has to find a little love from its own feelings, it will kill the other party and drink the other party's blood.Its emotional seesaw has never been love at one end, hate at the other end, but madness at the other end, brutality at the other end, hatred at the other end, no matter which end is on the way, its only move is to pounce on it, pounce on it. In the past, kill it, kill it.But now, another situation appeared, and another person appeared.This person was sent to the ghost man Dachi to tell it to kill him with a stick and tortured by hunger and cold, but it didn't kill him because this person used incredible actions such as stroking hair, changing medicine, feeding, stroking, talking, etc. Tell it that the life of a Tibetan Mastiff does not have to be a bloody life, and that hatred is not everything, not at all.The iron law of hatred cast in its heart by Da Chi, the ghost sender, is being quietly melted by a soft thing it can't think of.It is inexplicable, unacceptable, but unacceptable. It is very painful, and it seems that there is a huge force that is forcing it to accept some things that are completely unaccustomed, unconventional and illogical. These things make it painful as if it has lost the master of its mind.why?It can't figure it out.A Tibetan mastiff who has lost its dominance will never understand that wish is not necessarily wish sometimes, hatred is not necessarily hatred sometimes, and biting is not necessarily biting sometimes.But everything it couldn't figure out, this person seemed to understand.He understood that Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, was not only suspicious, angry, and hateful, but also fearful.The root of hatred is fear, the surging fear buried deep in his blood and consciousness by the ghost sender Da Chi.But what he wants to bring to it is absolute safety and consideration, which is the only opposite of all the fears it has experienced. At this time, the choice rises like a mountain in the consciousness of Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king: Dachi, the ghost sender, or the father?It pondered painfully, leaning toward the former, the latter, until finally fear prevailed.It felt terrified that if it arranged its life according to the will of the ghost sender Da Chi as always, maybe it wouldn't have too much fear.Because the existence of Dachi, the ghost sender, is the existence of the ubiquitous Daxue Mountain, with towering and majestic peaks, while the existence of his father is like wind, fog and rain, always light and floating, not knowing where to implement it.The frivolous father cared meticulously for a Tibetan Mastiff who did not intend to accept him but only continued to hate him. He seemed ignorant and ignorant, like a fool.Later, my father said: Actually, I am not stupid.I am a dog psychologist and know what it thinks now and what it will think in the future.There is no unchanging idea, and there is no irresolvable hatred. People and Tibetan mastiffs are the same. The mastiff king Gangriseng brought the big black mastiff to visit here that day.Its body has been completely restored, whether it is the broken ribs, or the rotten chest and face, they are all the same as before.When his father saw Gangrisenger, he was very nervous, and stood in front of Xiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, and said: "Go and see your original master's seven grandma's children, don't come, don't come here."The blood-drinking king, Xiang Luosha, roared angrily that it could growl like before: This lion-headed male mastiff that almost killed me, I must eat it, eat it.Unexpectedly, after seeing the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha, Gangrisenger looked very calm, without any hatred, and sat in front of the other party frankly, letting the other party yell and scold, it only took friendship looked over.On that day, the big black mastiff looked at the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha vigilantly, as if you just rushed over and I would rush over.The father said: Good job Gangriseng, are you here to cooperate with me?You are really smarter than people, at least ten times smarter than Li Nima. At this time, seven children who were old mothers ran over, and many children from the school ran over.Gangrisenger and the big black mastiff went to play with them that day.Gangriseng stood up and licked the faces of the seven grandma's children one by one, and then licked the faces of other children, including the bare-backed Ba'e Qiuzhu's face.Ba'e Qiuzhu giggled, and suddenly pushed away hard.He is not used to this kind of intimacy, his consciousness is a bit similar to that of the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha, up and down, just at the moment when Gangriseng licked him, he thought for a while that it was the mastiff king of Xijiegu Grassland , I thought for a while that it came from my grandmother on the Choujia Grassland.He was afraid that Gangriseng would make out with him again, so he turned around and ran to a place very close to Raksha, the blood-drinking king.The blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha roared, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran again, and ran to the side of the big black mastiff Nari.That day the big black mastiff stared at Luosha, the blood-drinking king, and rubbed his head on Ba'e Qiuzhu's leg, as if to say: I'm here, don't be afraid. But the big black mastiff was about to leave that day, because Gangrisenger was leaving.Gangrisenger knows that he is the mastiff king now, and the mastiff king has great responsibilities, and he should stay with the dogs in the territory most of the time.The father and the children reluctantly sent them away, hugging and kissing each other again and again, making the blood-drinking king Dang Xiang Luosha dumbfounded, so confused that he forgot the hatred for a while: it turns out that the relationship between humans and dogs still exists like this, How come I haven't seen or heard of it?It didn't growl. It was the first time it watched two of its kind go away without growling. In fact, there was a bigger change that even the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha himself didn't notice, that is, it didn't bite Gangriseng and the big black mastiff that day.It can struggle and bite. Although its speed and strength are far inferior to before, its current situation is by no means what it and its father understand: it can only stand up and pace, and can only growl on the spot.It is possible to bite but not to bite. It is a completely unconscious leap from animal behavior to dog nature. What kind of law is at work, allowing it to complete such an important step unconsciously?My father later said that after all, Dangxiang Luosha, the blood-drinking king, is a Tibetan mastiff and a dog. If a dog is a dog, he must be a dog according to the law of a dog, not a dog according to the law of a wild beast. The next day Gangriseng came again, alone.It is to tell the father: something may happen, you have to take some precautions.It yelled a few times towards the distance, then yelled a few times towards Rakshasa, the blood-drinking king, and then hurried away.Father knew it was talking about something, but he didn't understand what it was going to say, so he went to feed the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Raksha after being stunned for a moment. This day my father boiled beef bone soup, and added a few pieces of meat to the soup. He felt that this kind of food could make it stronger as soon as possible than fried batter and minced beef offal.The blood-drinking king, Dangxiang Luocha, ate hungrily.Seeing that the piece of meat was getting bigger, my father was afraid that his injured throat would not be able to swallow it, so he reached out and picked up a piece of meat from the bowl, trying to tear it into pieces, but he opened his mouth to bite and took the meat back without hesitation. .This is the habit of the beast cultivated by Da Chi, the ghost sender. No interference is allowed when eating. Any interference, especially the hand stretched out to its mouth, seems to it to grab food from it.The hand on the back of the father's hand that had been bitten by it was cut again by its sharp teeth, and the blood immediately flowed down and flowed into the beef bone soup.But my father did not give up. The greatest advantage of my father is that he will not give up easily on things he has identified.He stretched out his hand again without compromise, and picked up the piece of meat that it snatched back to the bowl.Its reaction was to open its mouth and bite, but it didn't bite. The father didn't dodge, but it just didn't bite. Is it that its biting ability is not effective, or is it intentionally not biting?Father thought about this problem, and with that bloody hand, he tore off the meat bit by bit, and fed it bit by bit.It ate the meat unceremoniously, and at the end of the meal, a miracle happened suddenly: it stuck out its tongue and licked his father's wound.My father thought it was greedy for the blood on it, so he said: Don't lick it if you don't have much blood.But it's still licking, it's still licking after all the blood has dried up.Father suddenly understood: it was helping him to heal his wounds, and it was confessing.He hugged its head excitedly and said: That's right, you have to learn to be moved, and you have to learn to be moved by others. You have so much to learn. Tenzin Tulku, Suolang Wangdutouren, Butler Qimei and Li Nima came.These are four important people living in Xijiegu. Their arrival made my father understand what Gangrisenger, who came and went in a hurry, wanted to tell him.Li Nima said nervously: Dachi, the ghost sender, is here. Someone saw him appear in Xijiegu.My father said: He will come as soon as he comes, why are you nervous?Li Nima said: What we are worried about is the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha, and it cannot fall into the hands of the ghost-sending man Dachi again.I discussed with Tenzin Rinpoche and Suolangtou, and I planned to get rid of the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Raksha, so as to eliminate this curse.My father looked at this and then at that, and asked in Tibetan, "Do you want to kill it?"Tenzin Tulku and Suolang Wangdutou both nodded.The father said: That won't work, then you should kill me first.Li Nima said with a dark face: You have to know that once the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha returns to Dachi, the ghost-sending man, Gangrisenger will not be at peace, and neither will Xijiegu's territory dog. The anger of revenge It will burn up again, and the seven children who are old mothers are likely to flee again. It will be difficult for us to further eliminate tribal conflicts, quell grassland conflicts, resolve hatred, and eliminate historical problems.My father said: These are all great principles, I don't listen to them.Tenzin Living Buddha, you are my respected Buddha, why did you agree to kill this Tibetan mastiff?Butler Qimei said: It is not a Tibetan mastiff, it is a blood-drinking king, it is a Rakshasa, it is a ghost, it is the poisonous sword that sent the ghost man Dachi, and it is the soul of the devil.Dachi, the man who sent the ghost, would take it away, and that would be the end of it. I don't know how many dogs and people will be killed. The father asked: Tenzin Rinpoche, is this what you mean?Tenzin Tulku nodded expressionlessly. The father said again: I will not let Dachi, the ghost sender, take it away, I will watch it carefully.Li Nima said: You can't see it, it kills you first.Father shouted: Absolutely not. The father's shout affected the blood-drinking king party Xiang Luosha, who walked over slowly and stared at Li Nima, his sinister eyes shining like gold.Li Nima couldn't help shivering, and took a few steps back.The atmosphere suddenly became tense.Father hurried over and stopped it.Tenzin Rinpoche, Suolangwangdutouren and Qimei steward silently stared at the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Rakshasa, as if they wanted to strengthen their determination to kill it from this stare.Suddenly Tenzin Tulku turned around and left without saying a word, as if he didn't intend to convince his father when he came here.Suolangwang Dutouren and Butler Qimei followed suit.Li Nima took a step late and told his father: We are not here to ask for your opinion, but to inform you that once a tribal rider comes here, we are going to shoot it to death, or the territorial dogs come here to kill it , you must never do things that make your loved ones hurt your enemies and make your enemies happy.The father didn't say a word, and said in his heart: Who is the relative?Who is the hater?Isn't it said that unity is glorious and disputes are disgraceful?How do you still divide this? As soon as they left, my father's worries came to my heart like a dull dusk, getting darker and heavier.He drove his students into the tent early, told them to go to bed quickly, and moved the bedding to the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha.He decided to sleep with the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Luosha from this night. First, he must keep an eye on it and not let the ghost sender Dachi take it away; second, he must prove to Li Nima that it will not Bitten him to death, even if he was lying beside it like a dead body, it would not be able to point the dental knife at his neck.He spread out the sheepskin mattress, covered the sheepskin coat, and lay down. Rakshasa, the blood-drinking king, was very surprised at first, and then he was very angry: no one dared to sleep next to it, and this person fell asleep without any scruples. If it is not contempt for it, then it must be a misunderstanding of it .He must have misunderstood its meaning, it never thought of getting so close to him, what it thought most about was when to bite him and when to get rid of him.To get rid of may be to leave, or to make this person disappear forever in its eyes, that is to eat him.It seems that all its patience is waiting for the most suitable opportunity to eat him. Could it be that this opportunity has already come? It saw that it was dark, that the man was asleep, and that his eyes were closed.It circled him nervously, as if looking for a place to bite.Idiot, do you still need to find the place where you want to go?The throat is right in front of your eyes, teasing its bloodthirsty desire presumptuously under the moonlight, why does it turn around and hesitate?It stopped, stopped turning, brought its nose closer, smelled it, and suddenly opened its mouth, and the dental knife flew in and out. Father lay quietly, he was not asleep at all, and he knew that the blood-drinking king's party Xiang Luosha had fixed his eyes on his vulnerable throat, knew that its nose was close, and its big mouth had opened, The dental knife is flying out.But he still lay still, not even blinking his eyelids.This is the quality of his father. He knew that if he suddenly turned over and avoided, or made a slight resistance, it would be over, and it would bite his throat without thinking.He gave it time to think, slowed down the speed at which it opened its bloody mouth, and slowed down the speed at which the knife flew out. The two slownesses were exchanged for a fast one, which made it jump up quickly . The father succeeded, and the success of the father's influence on the blood-drinking king Dangxiang Raksha appeared brilliant and immortal in its jump.The power of love and humanity penetrates the fog of life, and sets up a benchmark of virtue and morality in front of the law of survival of the fittest.The open mouth is facing the moon, and the flying tooth knife is raised to the moon.Standing under the moon is a sneaky person who wants to take the blood-drinking king Xiang Luosha away quietly.But he never expected that this sharp weapon of hatred made by him would pounce on him, and would insert the tooth knife directly into the sides of his neck. Never had.Those who sneaked in fell down before they could scream, and were bitten off by the blood-drinking king Dang Xiang Luosha. My father sat up in surprise, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a lyrical ah in amazement.My father later said that it was the exclamation and lyricism that all poets combined could express, and when written on paper, it was: ah, Tibetan Mastiff. Rakshasa, the blood-drinking king, continued to bite until he broke the man's neck.At this time, it must have thought of those inhuman tortures in the past, and these tortures turned into a frightening image in an instant, that is, sending the ghost man Dachi.儘管送鬼人達赤的存在就像黨項大雪山一樣沉重而實在，但飲血王黨項羅剎還是做出了反叛的選擇。因為愛與友善的力量已經慢慢地堅實起來，讓牠開始在選擇中仇恨，而不是像過去那樣毫無選擇地仇恨一切。 父親站起來，呆呆地立著，抬頭看了看前面，突然激動地大喊一聲：岡日森格。 岡日森格帶著領地狗群從遠方跑來。牠們是聞到某種異樣的氣息後趕來保護父親的。但是牠們來晚了，父親已經不需要保護了。那個在牠們看來一定會跟著舊主人送鬼人達赤加害父親的飲血王黨項羅剎，已經走向了牠的名字的反面，牠不是飲血王，不是，不是黨項羅剎，不是。牠就是一隻正常的藏獒，懂得恨，也懂得愛，懂得戰鬥，也懂得感恩。 岡日森格帶著領地狗連夜把丹增活佛、索朗旺堆頭人和齊美管家以及李尼瑪叫到了父親的學校。當他們看到被飲血王黨項羅剎咬死的送鬼人達赤的屍體後，吃驚得就像看到了狗變成人的奇蹟。除了丹增活佛，他好像早就預感到會有這一天，用他少有的燦爛的笑容望著父親，大膽地伸出手去摸了摸飲血王黨項羅剎的頭。飲血王黨項羅剎沒有拒絕，或者說牠顧不上拒絕，牠警惕地望著面前以岡日森格為首的一大群領地狗，做出了撲咬的樣子，又做出了咆哮的樣子。但是牠最終既沒有撲咬，也沒有咆哮，而是尋找主心骨似的靠在了父親的腿上。父親蹲下來，抱住了飲血王黨項羅剎的頭，對岡日森格說：你過來啊，過來舔舔牠，牠是你的新夥伴。岡日森格觀察著飲血王黨項羅剎的反應，小心翼翼地走了過去。