Speaking of which, Sanji is also quite stubborn.
From the moment he saw the skull, he was obviously panicked and scared, and now he insisted on leaving. It can be said that he was a person who was afraid of death. But now that Jack used a gun to scare him, he did not immediately turn around and give in. This shows that He still has some backbone.
I thought maybe he feared the gods more and was more afraid of the gods' punishment and disasters brought upon him, but he seemed not afraid of man-made disasters.
The fat translator and I continued to persuade, saying that we should come back first and try our best to persuade Jack to leave. After all, the other two foreigners also wanted to leave now. If we all persuaded him together, we should be able to persuade him.
Sanji then turned around and walked towards us with a smile. Of course, he seemed to be cursing something ugly in Tibetan, but no one understood it.
After he came back, he pointed at Jack with a gloomy face and cursed: "Damn it, you actually threatened me with a gun. Thanks to me for trying my best to lead you to Zao's tomb, I'm really blind."
At this time, the fat translator said with a grimace: "My good brother Sanchi, at this time, can't you say a few nice words? They just fired their guns."
Sanji said: "Then if he has the guts, beat me to death. If I die, he will not be able to leave Tibet safely."
At this time, Jack also asked the fat translator what the two talked about. After the fat translator translated, Jack said something to Sangji.
Then the fat translator said: "The boss said that he is not a cold-blooded person, nor does he mean that everyone must die here. The main thing is that he feels that there is no danger yet, and he can try to fight again, just in case. There really is a tomb down there, so our trip is worth it, and it’s really going to be dangerous then, so it’s not too late for us to run away.”
I was still thinking in my mind:
This Jack has obviously never seen the word "evil".
If he had followed us to the Prince's Tomb or the desert before, and had seen those messy evil spirits, when he saw the vultures in the sky, he would have been so frightened that he would have followed Sanji to the tunnel.
Sanji waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't do it during this inking time. Tell him quickly what he wants to do and do it quickly. The sooner the better."
Although Sanchi failed to escape and almost got shot, I knew that this place was really dangerous and I shouldn't stay for a long time. I thought that foreigners wanted to die, but I didn't want to die, and I couldn't wait here with them.
So at this time I boldly said to Jack: "I also think there is danger here. We'd better discuss it and leave as soon as possible. At worst, we can hide in the tunnel first and wait until these vultures leave before coming back."
This time, Xiaoye took the initiative to translate before the fat translator helped me. Obviously Xiaoye was also a little anxious.
Jack chatted with Xiaoye for a while, and with Anna assisting him, Jack finally seemed to have a change of heart. He looked up, then walked up to the vulture he killed and kicked it with his feet.
It was at this time that he seemed to notice something was wrong, his brows instantly furrowed, and he stepped back nervously.
I thought there might be something wrong with that vulture, so I immediately walked over.
When I walked up to it, I bent down and looked carefully for a moment, and my heart tightened.
Jack's shot just now clearly hit the vulture's chest, so at this time the vulture's chest was almost a piece of rotten flesh. It also lay limp on the ground motionless, so it should be dead.
But its eyes kept turning at this moment, clockwise for a while, and counterclockwise for a while. It felt like a treacherous fox with some bad intentions.
Jack was obviously frightened by this scene.
At this time, other people also hurriedly came over to take a look, all nervous.
The short-haired girl and Xiaoye were actually fine. They had never seen anything like that. The eyeballs that were moving around did not make them too panicked. The short-haired girl asked curiously: "Why does its eyeballs keep moving?" Isn’t he dead yet?”
I said I don't know.
Sanji also took out his pistol and pointed it at the vulture's head, as if he wanted to shoot him in the head, but was stopped by another foreign man next to him.
The guy probably felt that it was just a matter of shooting a bird, so there was no need to use a gun. It would be a waste of bullets. After all, all of us together only have one gun, so it should be kept in key places.
Then, he walked aside and took out a steel drill, pointed it at the vulture's head and pierced it directly.
After the vulture's head was smashed, its eyes turned into mud.
The fat translator looked at me and asked, "Haven't you encountered a lot of evil things? What's going on?"
I said: "The evil things we encounter are different every time, and we can't use them as a reference, so now I don't know what's going on, but something is definitely going to happen, so we have to leave as soon as possible."
The fat translator looked obviously a little scared, and he anxiously tried to persuade Jack.
Jack glanced at the thieves' cave. It was obvious that he was a little unwilling. After hesitating for a moment, he waved his hand towards the tunnel, meaning to go there first. Then the fat translator said to us with some excitement: "The boss means to hide in first." Go into the tunnel."
After he finished, he looked at Sanji and me again and reminded us: "Don't run around when you get inside. The bullets of this gun are not very good at seeing."
At this time, Sanji also snorted and said: "I was about to go over just now. If you have to call me back, don't leave if you dare. You stay here alone. You have a gun in your hand. You I’m so scared.”
The fat translator quickly advised him: "Okay, stop complaining and remember the words 'die from talking too much'."
Sanchi said he was scared, but they wouldn’t understand anyway.
Just when we were about to walk that way, the short-haired woman suddenly pointed to the top of her head and shouted: "Look, something has fallen."
I looked up and saw something like cloth dancing in the air. When it was about to fall to the ground, I saw clearly that it looked like a piece of suede.
The suede sheepskin fell about seven or eight meters away from us. I thought that there was something fishy about a sheepskin falling at this moment, so I walked over.
The short-haired woman pulled me slightly from behind and said, "Let them go. Why do you have to be the first to go, in case there is danger."
I said it was just a piece of sheepskin, what danger could there be? Xiaoye on the side opened her lips slightly and hesitated. She seemed to want to persuade me, but she didn't say it out loud.
I walked over and unexpectedly found that there were words on this sheepskin.
The sheepskin was with the fur side down and the other side up. There were a lot of Tibetan-like words on it, which I couldn't understand at all.
I immediately waved to Sanchi and shouted: "There is Tibetan writing on it, come and take a look."
Sanji didn't know whether he didn't want to continue working for foreigners or he was more precious about his life now. He waved his hand and said: "I don't want to get involved in these things. You can just see for yourself. Maybe that thing is some kind of evil curse." It’s okay if you can’t understand Tibetan, but I’ll suffer if I read it.”
I said, "If I could understand, I definitely wouldn't call you. Come and take a look. I don't think it's a curse. It should be a warning from God. Maybe if you come over and take a look, we'll be fine." If you don't look at it, if you offend God or some other god later, we will be doomed."
"How do you know it's an instruction? Not a curse?" he asked.
I said that if they wanted to harm us, the vultures above our heads would have come down to attack us long ago. Why would they throw down a sheepskin for us? Obviously they wanted to say something to us.
As soon as I said this, Sanchi came over.
He bent down and looked at the sheepskin for a long time, seeming to be muttering something.
"How's it going? What's written on it?" I asked a little anxiously.
Sanji did not rush to answer my words, but continued to watch, and his expression seemed to become a little solemn.
