"Take down all the lamas." Zhao Xiaodong ordered.
Wan Hongzhuang thought for a while: "Deputy Commander, what if the lama resists?"
"If you resist, it will be easier. Of course, criminals will be killed without mercy." Zhao Xiaodong looked at Qiangba, waved his hand, and said domineeringly.
There was no evidence before, so he didn't dare to make a big deal about it.
Now that he has evidence, he can let go.
Qiangba and Sangmu knelt on the ground again and worshiped Zhao Xiaodong: "Guan Zhao, thank you. You are the Great Merciful and Compassionate Bodhisattva."
When Zhao Xiaodong heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He ordered the arrest of the lama, which would definitely offend all parties in Tibet.
After all, the lama is not a monk from the Song Dynasty, but an expert from outside the world.
Lamaism is not only the only belief of Tubo, but also participates in the government affairs to a certain extent, and even serves as the deputy right prime minister of the imperial court.
After all, Qiangba and Sangmu were just poor bastards. They had never studied and had limited knowledge, so naturally they didn't know how powerful it was.
The security regiment was different from other soldiers in the Song Dynasty. The average soldiers were more or less literate.
Zhao Xiaodong is a deputy commander. He is already literate and has extraordinary knowledge.
Mencius said, Even if there are thousands of people, I will go.
Zhao Xiaodong has read this sentence, and now he feels that this sentence is a portrayal of himself.
But Zhao Xiaodong never expected that he would become the Bodhisattva in Qiangpa Sangmu's mouth.
Thinking of this, Wan Hongzhuang felt dumbfounded.
If he arranged for Qiangba and his wife to go to the Zhaojiazhuang workshop to do work, that was indeed the mood of a Bodhisattva.
But now that he has arranged for his men to arrest the lama, he will definitely use thunderous means.
Zhao Xiaodong did not expect Qianba and his wife to be called Bodhisattva. Can Bodhisattva order the arrest of his disciples and grandchildren?
However, these lamas skinned people alive and killed them alive. They were not disciples of the Great Merciful and Compassionate Bodhisattva at all. They were just clearing the door for the Bodhisattva.
Once again, there was a lot of chaos in the temple. All the lamas, whether they were doing homework or doing other things, were all arrested by the security team.
Khenpo Jeb was reciting sutras and was unexpectedly arrested.
He is in his sixties, with high cheekbones and a hawk-like nose.
He struggled desperately and shouted loudly to Wan Hongqiang: "You Han people arrested the lama. Aren't you afraid that the Buddha and Bodhisattva will punish you?"
"Bah, what kind of lama are you? I think you are a murderer." Wan Hongzhuang personally stepped forward and tied the temple's Khenpo Jebu with a rope.
While struggling, Jeb shouted: "This is Tubo, not the Song Dynasty. You Han people, get out of Tubo."
"Of course someone has to take care of the murderer. You think the murderer can get away with it, no way." Wan Hongzhuang smiled coldly and argued with each other.
Jebu was still unwilling to give in, and continued to struggle and said: "Lao Ne is an eminent monk and a monk in the temple. Only the Buddha and Bodhisattvas can control him. You are not qualified."
What he means is that except for the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in heaven, no one in the world can control him.
"You are from Tubo, so you will naturally be subject to Zanpu supervision. Since you have the courage to kill someone, you must have the courage to accept the punishment." Seeing that Jebu's heart was as high as the sky, Wan Hongzhuang smiled coldly.
Jeb still wanted to struggle: "You are Han people, not Tibetan people."
"Although the little saint is Han, he is the supervisor of the Tubo country. As a Tubo, the little saint can naturally control you." Wan Hongzhuang smiled coldly and retorted lightly.
Thinking that an arrogant and accomplished monk was actually arrested by himself, Wan Hongzhuang felt an incomparable sense of accomplishment.
But Jeb was still unwilling to give in and shouted loudly: "Lao Ne wants to find your boss. If you are unreasonable, your boss will be reasonable."
Wan Hongzhuang smiled coldly and brought Jebu and others to Zhao Xiaodong.
"Han people, Lao Ne has nothing to do with the world, why should Lao Ne be tied up here?" When he came to Zhao Xiaodong, Jebu asked aggressively.
Zhao Xiaodong looked him over and saw that he was tied up by Wan Hongzhuang, and gave Wan Hongzhuang an appreciative look.
Zhao Xiaodong felt funny in his heart, and naturally gave Jeb a joking look.
Seeing Zhao Xiaodong's mocking gaze, Jeb couldn't help but blush.
Thinking that a high-ranking khenpo, an eminent monk with a mere Dharma king status, would be so humiliated and tied up by a Han man, I felt like dying.
After scoffing, Zhao Xiaodong pointed at the human skin, human bones, wet intestines, etc. inside the wooden box, and said coldly: "Don't fight against the world, don't fight against the world, what's wrong with the world, you are just a murderer."
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but feel sad that no one was in charge of this temple where at least hundreds of people were skinned and killed alive.
If the security team had not come to Tubo, these beasts looking at human skin would have continued to perform.
In front of the world, they look like eminent monks who are lofty and arrogant, and can even be said to be extravagant.
But they are actually beasts with human faces and hearts, and they are beasts that kill without blinking an eye.
They say slaves are talking beasts, and they are the real talking beasts.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaodong felt extremely sad, and his face was filled with anger.
"Han people, they had a lot of sins in their previous lives. Lao Ne is here to eliminate their sins and give them a good birth in the next life." Seeing such human skin, skulls, bones, etc., Jeb looked indifferent.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been frightened to death.
But this person had a look of indifference, apparently treating the lives of ordinary people as ants.
Zhao Xiaodong looked at his expression. What an eminent monk turned out to be a murderer without blinking an eye.
He said calmly: "It is impossible to prove whether they had sins in their previous lives, but you are definitely guilty of serious sins in this life."
"Lao Ne told them fortunes. They knew that they had sinned heavily in their previous lives, and begged Lao Ne to end their sinful lives so that they could be reincarnated as human beings as soon as possible." Jeb argued.
Zhao Xiaodong smiled coldly and pulled out the Hu-killing knife: "I know that you are guilty of murder, so I will end your sinful life and let you reincarnate as a human being as soon as possible."
Zhao Xiaodong returned Jeb's words while brandishing his Hu-killing knife.
After saying that, he waved his sword in front of Jeb. The white sword flashed under the sun, reflecting the sunlight on Jeb's face like a mirror.
When Jeb saw the sword, it was sparkling in the sun. It was obviously an extremely sharp sword.
Although he claims to be an eminent monk and has no regard for the lives of others, he pays great attention to his own body.
As long as there is any slight trouble in his body, Jeb will definitely ask a Tibetan doctor to see him.
Hearing Zhao Xiaodong's words, Jeb immediately retorted: "How can Lao Ne Fa Ti be compared to ordinary people?"
"What's wrong with the legal body? It's just an excuse to give yourself the fear of death." Zhao Xiaodong smiled coldly.
Jebu can use the dharma body of an eminent monk to deceive the world, but he cannot deceive the little saint Zhao Ping.
Zhao Xiaodong was influenced by the little saint, so he naturally knew what the so-called enlightened monk's body was like.
Jeb blushed when he heard this.
However, his face was originally dark, so although he blushed, others could not see it.
Seeing Jeb speechless, Zhao Xiaodong ignored him at all.
When Zhao Xiaodong came to Gongga, he saw an evil look on his face and felt a little unhappy.
He asked coldly: "Why do you want to skin and kill people?"
"Master Jun, if the young monk does not follow the instructions, the body of the Dharma will not be preserved." After saying this, the lama, who was about thirty years old, lowered his head.
Zhao Xiaodong asked coldly: "You always keep sacrificing your life for righteousness. Are all these years of practice in vain?"
After saying that, Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but look at Jebu and then at Gongga.
"I have not yet cultivated myself, so I naturally have to continue practicing." Hearing Zhao Xiaodong's sarcastic tone, Jeb said boldly.
When Gongga heard what Jebu said, he hurriedly said: "The little monk is even more incapable of practicing."
"You are obviously afraid of death, but you have so many excuses." Zhao Xiaodong looked at the two of them and said coldly.
Qiangba was disappointed when he saw that Zhao Xiaodong did not kill two people.
Sam stared at the murderer with hatred, his eyes were red, and his teeth were biting up and down, wanting to bite these demons in human skin.
Sam rushed forward a few steps and suddenly stopped.
It turned out that Qiangba stopped her and said, "There is someone from Zhao Guan here, let's see how he handles it."
After all, the other party was a lama, and his status was far higher than that of Chaba. Even the nobles did not dare to offend him easily.
Thinking of this, Sam nodded. She had the courage to act accordingly.
"Kill to pay for life." Sam gritted his teeth, turned to Zhao Xiaodong and said, "Guan Zhao, are you going to let them go like this?"
Zhao Xiaodong knew what Qianba and his wife were thinking, and said to them: "Jiangba, Sangmu, don't worry. Of course they can't run away after being punished. But villains can't lynch, they have to be tried."
After all, they are lamas, and the status of lamas in Tubo far exceeds that of monks in the Song Dynasty. This cannot be messed up.
He just wanted to scare him by swinging the knife, and when he saw that the effect had been achieved, he was already satisfied.
After all, he was just the deputy leader of a security group. He was able to arrest a khenpo from a Tibetan temple and refute the khenpo with reason. This could already bring him glory for a lifetime.
Zhao Xiaodong has achieved his goal here, and Xiong Hu and Bian Ba are also in progress.
Xiong Hu and Xu Hong led the security team, avoiding and turning around to fight back from time to time.
Their number is only one-fifth of the opponent's, but they are not at a disadvantage so far, and they still have a vague upper hand.
Although they only have twenty-one soldiers, there are actually seven new soldiers, accounting for one-third.
Without these seven recruits, Xiong Hu would have defeated the opponent long ago.
Bian Ba attacked and observed at the same time.
He couldn't help but said to his men with great joy: "The Han people have seven new soldiers. We will attack these new soldiers with all our strength."
"Centurion, what you said makes sense. The opponent has seven recruits, accounting for more than 30%. We will definitely win today." Although Cijie did not dare to fight, he observed very carefully and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
Bianba was even more happy when he heard that Cijie agreed with his opinion.
He waved the spear in his hand and shouted to his men: "Warriors, kill their recruits."
Not only Bianba and Cijie saw this problem, but also his subordinates.
"No." All the Tubo cavalry couldn't help but be overjoyed, their morale was high, and they all attacked the new recruits of the security regiment.
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