"Did you really plan to kill him?" Fatso asked as he drove. He had a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't light it.
Su Bai put his hands behind his head and put down the seat. He was half-lying in the car. When he heard Fatso's question, he said, "What do you think?"
"Half true and half false. If someone else did it, they would think it was fake. But if you did it, the fake would also feel real," Fatso replied.
"Whatever." Su Bai took out the bottle from his pocket. There were a few drops of blood in it. At this moment, the blood in the bottle exuded a sense of restrained brilliance.
"If I didn't bring that body back, were you planning to drink it to recover your strength?" Fatso asked.
"Maybe, but the side effects of drinking it are more obvious." Su Bai sighed. "Especially when my condition was really bad at the time, it was very difficult to suppress the side effects."
Su Bai remembered that after he absorbed Anserst's drop of blood, he was intermittently muddle-headed for a long time. At that time, he was still in his peak condition. If he had swallowed a few drops of blood when he was seriously injured, it was very likely that he would be lost in the memory of the blood.
Just like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, if he couldn't distinguish between the external memory and his own, the degree of danger would be very terrifying. If a person's memory was tampered with, he would forget his past, and his identity would be blurred. This was actually not much different from death.
Su Bai had read a novel that explored philosophy before. It meant that human life actually had many ways to express itself, and it was not limited to whether the physical body was still active. If a person's memory was tampered with, or if one person's memory was replaced by another person's memory, regardless of whether it was established in theory or not, it would feel as if a person was still alive, and the person who was originally alive was actually dead.
"Let's wait for Monk and Gyatso to wake up and protect you before devouring it. Last time, when the three of us helped you enter the memory of that vampire, we all felt a lot of pressure. If you go in alone, it will really be very easy for you to lose yourself. Moreover, the guy that you deduced lived in that period must be very dangerous. Although we refined him that time, who knows if it was just a trick."
Su Bai nodded. If he could avoid this risk, it was better not to take it, especially now that he had something to do. If there were any more problems on the way, it would make things even more chaotic.
"Are you sure that the address given by that bird man is correct?" Su Bai looked at Fatso.
"It should be correct. I personally set up the offering table and asked Laotzu to be the witness. Then, he swore in the name of God that he didn't lie. I think there shouldn't be any problem."
"Beliefs and whatnot are actually not worth much," Su Bai said calmly.
"This kind of thing is usually just a slogan. However, if it's on a formal occasion, then we definitely have to pay attention to it. Otherwise, it will bring a great disaster to ourselves. His inheritance and strengthening are more straightforward and direct than mine, a Daoist. Most of it is actually a kind of 'Heaven-man Perception'. He has obtained the power of God or Heaven from the unseen world. I'm just worried that he might tip off the people over there."
"Even if he wants to tip off the others, he won't do it now. I reckon he'll wait for the two of us to arrive in Tibet before doing so. He'll force those Lamas to fight to the death with us instead of alerting them first and giving those Lamas a chance to escape and avoid our pursuit.
If he wants to take revenge on us, this should be the pattern and rhythm. "
"Fight to the death?" Fatso pursed his lips. "They didn't kill me back then, nor did they show any signs or thoughts of killing me. Therefore, if I take revenge, I can at most beat them half to death, but I can't kill them. Otherwise, I'll be punished by the broadcast.
But Da Bai, you can do it. They almost killed you, and you've never met them before. This is also the reason why I didn't chase after them directly, but returned to Shanghai from Nanjing to find you. "
Su Bai looked at Fatso, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Perhaps even Su Bai himself didn't know what this smile meant.
"I believe you."
Su Bai said calmly.
…
That night, after getting on the plane to Lhasa, Fatso fell asleep directly. Su Bai could see that he was really tired.
From the beginning when he cut his soul vein to atone for his sins, to the subsequent sneak attack, to the counterattack against the Lamas, and finally to the arrangement of the array to forcibly suppress the angel, Fatso had never rested.
This was not like Fatso's style. The reason might be that Fatso felt guilty. He had concealed the fact that he was comprehending karma, which had caused cracks in his relationship with others. Later, because of his mistake, Su Bai, Monk, and Gyatso almost died. If Fatso wanted to redeem his relationship with them, the only way was to take revenge. He had to take revenge before Monk and Gyatso woke up. Otherwise, he and Su Bai would be completely strangers in the future.
The plane landed first. The shock of the landing woke Fatso up. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Have we arrived?"
"We stopped in Kunming, not yet." Su Bai flipped through the newspaper in his hand.
"Oh, not yet." Fatso fell asleep again.
By the time they arrived at Lhasa Airport, it was already late at night. Most of the passengers on the plane were tourists, and the entire cabin was only half filled. As a result, food was distributed to two people. After Fatso ate two portions, he saw that Su Bai had only eaten a little, so he took the other portion from Su Bai and ate it as well.
When they got out of the cabin door, they could see a warning sign reminding tourists to walk slowly and be careful of altitude sickness. For people who lived on the plains, it was very uncomfortable to suddenly go to the plateau, even if they walked in a hurry.
Fortunately, the physiques of Su Bai and Fatso were extraordinary. The two of them went to a car rental shop in front of the airport almost without stopping. Fatso had booked a car in advance, and at the same time, he tipped the person to wait for his flight to arrive before getting off work.
Fatso drove the car first, and Su Bai sat in the passenger seat, a little bored.
Because of the good weather, the starry sky at night was quite beautiful. Fatso was focused on driving, and Su Bai was staring at the night sky in a daze.
Unfortunately, this was not a trip that they could leave at will. Whether it was by plane or by car, they were actually in a hurry. Some things were destined to be hidden for a long time. Before the news was leaked, Su Bai hoped to find the hiding place of the Lamas.
First, they were scared because he took 8,000 resentful souls to Shanghai, and they did not hesitate to use their origin to destroy all the arrays at an extremely fast speed. Then, they were sneak attacked by Fatso with thunder. Now, the three of them should be in a very bad state. Only the guy named Amuri still had a physical body, and the other two Lamas only had their primordial spirits left.
It was time to kill him while he was sick.
Fatso drove for the whole night. The next morning, he stopped at a service area to refuel and eat something.
Perhaps because they were not used to the decoration style and atmosphere of the service station, Su Bai and Fatso both bought food and ate in the car.
"Da Bai, we have actually left the traditional tourist attractions. I didn't expect there to be so many tourists, and they are basically self-driving," Fatso said as he chewed on his bread.
"For artistic and fresh people, coming to Tibet is to purify their hearts and pursue a higher B level. The traditional scenic spots have been developed too well, so there is no way to satisfy their style. They will go a little further, hoping to see some more primitive things."
Su Bai drank a mouthful of orange juice. The orange juice obviously did not taste good. It was a little too watery, and it tasted like a little sour plain water.
"It's really leisurely." Fatso opened the car door and looked ahead while chewing on his food.
There was a group of pilgrims there. They were moving towards the holy land in their hearts. Many well-dressed tourists gathered around them to take photos.
Every October, a large number of people from various regions, as well as Yunnan, Gansu, Qinghai, and Sichuan, would go to Tibet to worship Buddha. They would go to Potala and the Jokhang Temple in Tibet after harvesting their crops. There had always been a point of view among Tibetan Buddhists that they must go to Tibet to worship Buddha once in their lives.
In the Jokhang Temple in Lhasa, there was a Buddha statue that was personally consecrated by Gautama Buddha during his lifetime. There were only three in the whole world. The one in the Jokhang Temple became "Jue Lie." Gautama Buddha said, "Seeing Buddha is like seeing the Deity." Pilgrims usually went from a village or a family. There were also people who went alone. They brought food with them and kowtowed three steps along the way. They believed that after kowtowing 100,000 times, they would eliminate their evil karma and go to Nirvana.
Fatso stretched and took out some change from the car. It seemed that he was ready to learn from those tourists to give alms.
"Da Bai, I think they are really pious like this," Fatso exclaimed.
"The spiritual conditions and material conditions of human beings are often in a state of decline and decline."
Fatso obviously understood the implication of Su Bai's words.
"Da Bai, you are really a small and fresh destroyer."
Su Bai smiled slightly, put down the food, and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.
Fatso walked over and gave a hundred yuan of change to a female pilgrim.
Su Bai sat in the car and watched this scene. In Su Bai's view, perhaps Fatso's character had changed a lot since he understood cause and effect. In the past, Fatso was more materialistic and egoistic than anyone else.
Perhaps it was the old Fatty who made people feel more amiable.
Fatso turned around and gestured for Su Bai to take a photo of him. It was not easy for him to come here, so he had to take a souvenir or something.
Su Bai had no choice but to pick up the phone that Fatso had left in the car, turn on the camera, and aim it at Fatso,
Then..,
In the phone's camera lens..,
Su Bai saw the female pilgrim who had just taken his money behind Fatso suddenly turn into a cloud of black fog. Then, a sharp dagger stabbed directly at Fatso's back!
