Chapter 7 (1/2)

The fat man can say very well. His mouth didn't stop all the way. He talked about the strange things and anecdotes he heard when he went to school in the west, with a very obvious mystery.

There are many legends in Tibet. Some stories are widely spread in the local area, and some records can be found at the source. It is really fascinating, and people in adjacent seats are fascinated.

”Don't listen to it as a myth. Some have actually happened.” The fat man said very seriously.

Listening to his appetite, he was urged to speak quickly.

”I once saw a little Tibetan mastiff whimpering at a dying old dog in a broken temple. The puppy's eyes actually shed golden tears.” Said Zhou Quan.

”Shh!”

A group of people booed and didn't believe it. It's ridiculous. It's unrealistic at all.

”It's true. I experienced it myself.” Zhou pangzi's eyes were sharp, patted his chest and swore that what he said was not false.

”I recall later that its golden pupils may be too bright, and the reflected tears have become golden.” Fat man explained.

”If you see such an extraordinary Tibetan mastiff cub, you don't rush up and take it back to domesticate it. Where is it now?” Someone laughed.

”Alas, I want to take it away, but there is a frightening old Lama in the broken temple. He can't communicate and won't let me take it away.”

According to Zhou Quan, the temple is dilapidated and located in the depths of the barren plateau. Few people can go there all year round. The temple is about to collapse.

The old Lama is very old and has some back ears. It is very difficult to communicate.

Finally, Zhou pangzi understood the meaning of the old Lama. The young mastiff doesn't belong to anyone. After all, it will enter the holy mountain. It can subdue the devil in the future.

”However, the strength of the little mastiff is really frightening. After biting my trouser leg, he directly threw me over a somersault. It's very strange.” When I mentioned everything about that year, I still had a strange look on my face.

Others don't believe it.

”When did this happen?” Chu Feng asked.

Because in Kunlun Mountain, he met a majestic mastiff. It was easy to kill the beasts in the mountain. It was really extraordinary.

”About three years ago.” He answered roundly.

The train roared, the scenery outside the window passed quickly, all the way eastward, and finally left the plateau.

”Bought so much food?” Zhou pangzi didn't see it at all. He came up to share it for Chu Feng and asked him what was delicious.

”These divine seeds taste good.” Chu Feng replied.

”What?” He looked puzzled.