When Xiao Zhijun and Hongxiu bid farewell in Gangcha City, Wu Yonglin and his group arrived at the periphery of Lhasa, and the Tubo people were more accustomed to calling Lhasa a city.

The more you go towards Lusie City, there are more and more temples around Lusie City, such as Kacai Temple, Bili Gongtitai Temple, Tigema Temple, Sidalang Temple, and Rezhen Temple, which can still be called with names. There are countless other small temples that cannot be called with names. As for whether the Buddha statues or other gods are worshipped, Wu Yonglin and others are completely uninterested in knowing that many temples are openly relying on some gods and ghosts to suck blood from the blood vessels of Tubo civilians. When they watched those pig-headed and fat-stood guys walk by, Wu Yonglin wished to punch these people.

The desolation of the Big and Small Jokhang Temple forms a sharp contrast with these temples. Jiuer said that there are only a few people who can remember the Big and Big Jokhang Temple in Lussian City. She only heard from her old lady that there were these two temples. Later, she deliberately walked around there. Except for the artemisia that was one person tall, there seemed to be nothing left there.

Since entering the range of Lhasa, Wu Yonglin felt some malicious eyes coming from around him. Those who wanted to use a knife to Wu Yonglin, but saw Princess Rouge's carriage, they finally chose to endure. Since Wu Yonglin entered a completely different place from his impression, his journey has slowed down. Cuomuli has long parted ways with him, so naturally he found another way through his own channels that he could escape in times of crisis.

After dark, Wu Yonglin finally chose to live in a very desolate temple with a plaque that had been removed from its name.

There was a desolate scene in the temple. Under the walls of the periphery, rubble was mixed with weeds, broken monuments were hidden in the decay grass, and wolves could be seen everywhere. The smelly wolf dung made Wu Yonglin and others who had entered for the first time almost faint. The altar of the chef in the hall was empty, and three inches of dust were accumulated around it. A broken incense burner fell in the center of the hall. There were several large holes around the incense burner, which should have been broken by a sharp weapon. Perhaps this thing had no practical value. After all, it was made of clay, and the meaning of moving it back was not too great. It was thrown there alone, like an old man who had exhausted his life here, and in the end there was only a pile of bones left.

Compared to the unsightly view of the front hall, the back hall looks much cleaner. In the middle, there is a Buddha statue with half of its head cut off. The whole body of the Buddha statue is wrapped with a thick spider web. Perhaps it is because of the protection of this Buddha statue that the hungry wolf did not dare to go to the back hall to commit rashness, which made Wu Yonglin and his troops settle down safely without too much cleaning.

Behind the Buddha statue is a shrine. Wu Yonglin pushed it for a while and it didn't move at all. His strange behavior of reaching the ancient tomb has not changed here.

Princess Rouge left reluctantly, and the group of people on Wu Yonglin lived happily, because if they had not had the documents to enter the city by King Yundan, they would not have entered the city. Wu Yonglin felt that this was completely the King Yundan giving him a warning. Here, King Yundan was the real king. No matter how good your achievements were before, you must surrender to his royal power.

Because I have arrived at a place where I can replenish my supplies, I don’t have to be so frugal in the next days, not to mention that the old man Yundan Wang has a little conscience and has brought some fat sheep to these people.

In the evening, Wu Yonglin and others lit a bonfire in the center of the back hall. A fat sheep that had just been cleaned up was set up in the center of the bonfire. Jiuer reminded Wu Yonglin not to be so high-profile. Those around him who wanted to eat them and wild beasts would probably go crazy if they were stimulated by this fragrance.

Wu Yonglin completely ignored Jiuer's suggestion and put wood into the fire from time to time. After the flames started to rise, the fat sheep would keep rolling, making the mutton on both sides be as golden as gold. Later, he went to the side to prepare to start eating the ingredients for the mutton. The fine salt had been delivered, and the salt blocks as big as rock sugar had to be wrapped in a piece of cloth, and then he kept knocking them with the knife surface of the iron knife to turn them into fine salt. Wu Yonglin actually did this along the way

After buying cumin, a rare condiment that matches barbecue, the Tubo people actually feed the sheep with those things. Wu Yonglin felt that it was a waste of resources. He directly told the Tubo people how much they had these things. He wanted as he looked at the Tubo people who were still stuffing the sheep pen in disbelief. The angry Wu Yonglin snatched the grains of the sheep, threw some golden leaves and left. He felt it was difficult to talk to these people for a minute.

When the happy Wu Yonglin was crushing the things called cumin fruits little by little with a tart iron knife next to him, Jiu Mei refused to let go of any details of Wu Yonglin's preparation of ingredients. When the fine salt was sprinkled on the golden roasted lamb, everyone looked at Wu Yonglin's every move without blinking, because the next time they enjoyed the delicious time.

Wu Yonglin just used a knife to make neat cuts on the whole sheep, and did not perform the desired actions such as mutton, and sighed one after another, and some anxious people even beat the bowl with chopsticks to protest.

Wu Yonglin ignored them. There seemed to be blood seeping out of the parts that had just been cut. Although there was nothing wrong with the eight-point maturity in this world, just in case, he decided to make it mature. This time everyone was here to fight against King Yundan with his life. If something made a mistake, some people would never go back. He cared very much about the veterans who followed him. These people could ride horses, had rich experience in jungle and mountain warfare, and put life and death aside. This was a precious war wealth in the era of war and iron horses. Wu Yonglin felt that he was not at all lost.

Perhaps the fragrance of cumin made the Tubo people hiding around him unable to help it anymore. Maybe they wanted to launch a surprise attack while the other party was having a feast. Someone whistled, and dozens of Tubo people rushed towards the temple.

"Ouch" The barefoot Tubo people suffered a lot before they reached the door of the front hall. They didn't know what they were stabbed at their feet. They felt so numb. As soon as they ran to the door of the front hall, they fainted before they could perform their courage.

Luo Pingyang, who finally grabbed a lamb chop, looked at the entrance of the front hall with a smile. If these people were fat sheep, they wouldn't have to grab it here. The roasted lamb this time was so delicious. Even Jiuer, who was tired of eating lamb, had no resistance to Wu Yonglin's cumin lamb. As a lady, the expression of holding a lamb leg can only be described as hostile.

Zhang Hu, who had not had enough food around, looked at Jiuer with a gaze. Jiuer, who was yelling "Wow" obviously stated that this matter was not discussed.
Chapter completed!