1008 Unless A Feigned Corpse

When she expiated human souls, blood stained her hands and she was rejected by Buddhism. Every time she went back to the Hall of Great Strength, there were people who would avoid her because of the bloodstains on her.

Often, she did not understand the point of living.

She started to lose the motivation of freeing sentient beings from their sins.

It got more boring as she grew up when she had to do things that she disliked day after day. With no friends or someone to talk to, even her freedom was robbed from her.

What was left was the revered ranking of Buddhism. She did not understand what the Senior Monk meant by having mercy toward all living beings.

Now, as she looked at the person inside the coffin,

She finally understood.

Whether in Heaven or on Earth, if there was something to be grateful for, it would be that one person for causing commotions.

That was why she decided not to give him up to anybody…

Helian Wei Wei shut the coffin and called Young Master Tang. She jumped straight into the topic without beating around the bush. “I need a fresh supply of blood, it is best that you get it straight from a blood donation drive from a hospital.”

“Are you in trouble?” The man sitting on the sofa stood up, fully dressed in his uniform, as his eyes looked at the scenery outside the window. “Is it related to your man?”

Helian Wei Wei did not intend to hide it. She hesitated before answering, “I will solve this myself.”

He knew she did not have much time after hearing her say that. With a raspy voice, he said, “Which blood type do you need? I will call the hospital to get a box of it.”

“I don’t want blood from the blood bank. Get blood fresh from the donation, that kind of blood isn’t that contaminated.” Helian Wei Wei hesitated, and spoke again, “I need to go to the Tibetan area, please arrange for someone to meet me there.”

“Understood.” The man flicked the cigarette in his hand and spoke calmly, “I will inform the people there to prepare the blood bags. But Wei Wei, I need to know how long you will be staying there, so I can prepare enough of what you need.”

Helian Wei Wei knew she panicked. Fortunately, Young Master Tang reminded her of that and she quickly regained her breathing pace. Her brain started to think. “Ten days at the very least and one month at most. I do not know the exact time period either. Two people will be following me, it’s best if the place will not be interrupted.”

“Alright, fly to this address below…”

The pros of having a private jet was that it prevented all kinds of investigations, and was able to fly to their destination uninterrupted.

It was just that Helian Wei Wei’s destination this time was the biggest no man’s land in China.

The place was Qing Hai in Hoh Xil, a first-class nature reserve, 3000 meters above the snowline.

That area had a high altitude and the temperature was low. Even the locals seldom lived in this particular area.

Helian Wei Wei turned around and looked at the coffin on the plane. This time, they did not bring any pilots. The plane was flown by Helian Wei Wei herself. When the plane landed, it scared the Tibetan antelopes that were drinking by the lake and they ran away from the sound.

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However, this did not affect Helian Wei Wei. She opened the cabin door and immediately, someone who was dressed as a Tibetan ran over to her.

That man wore a thick, huge felt, his head wearing a cap. He pressed his head with his hand while putting his left hand in front of his chest. After seeing Helian Wei Wei, he laughed. “Tashi delek1,” he greeted.

Tibetans had a loud voice and it made people feel happy just by listening to it.

Helian Wei Wei took off the ear muffles she wore while flying the plane. She looked at him while smiling, and said, “Tashi delek.”

“Honestly I never thought that we would still have any business at this season.” The Tibetan took a good look at Helian Wei Wei’s clothes and spoke broken Mandarin. “You better wear some more clothes, it’s too cold here. The lowest temperature would reach about -5°C, you won’t be able to stand it. My name is Zha Xi, you could call me that in the future. At times like this, nobody’s gonna hike the mountains. You will need a local guide, but the wind’s pretty strong today, and it’s already late. I suggest that we depart tomorrow. There’s a fire and milk tea in the tent, do drink more to keep yourself warm.”

Helian Wei Wei walked to the cabin door, her smile unchanged. “Thanks, Zha Xi, but let’s forget the guiding part. Young Master Tang had probably talked to you before this. I’m going to the coldest region, so we could drink the milk tea on another day. I have a luggage that looks pretty large, I hope you could remain calm when you see it. Please do not be surprised or scream out loud.”

Zha Xi already took the hint that he would be attending to an odd customer. After all, anyone who would visit Hoh Xil at this time was often off the rocker.

It was easy to experience oxygen deficiency here, plus there were not many people around to help them. If anything happened, it would be hard to inform anybody about it.

“Alright.” Zha Xi looked at Helian Wei Wei with a calm expression. “You’ll have to carry the tent up the hill, plus the sled dogs, they will help you along the journey.”

Helian Wei Wei nodded. “I’ll be bringing the tent, but there’s no need for the sled dogs. I have a Tibetan Mastiff that can help me.”

“Tibetan Mastiff?” Zha Xi looked around. Where is it?

Helian Wei Wei snapped her fingers and uttered a spell. With a deep voice, she uttered, “Blackie, come out.”

Zha Xi was still searching for that Tibetan Mastiff. All of a sudden, he saw a black dog walking out of the airplane’s cabin. His body was surprisingly huge and probably due to his hair being too pure, there was a black aura surrounding its body when it stood in the dark.

Do Tibetan Mastiffs ever grow that big?

Confusion was written all over Zha Xi’s face. He saw many Tibetan Mastiffs in his life, and he even reared a few at home, but had never seen such a big one.

“I brought him here. Blackie has a good temperament. Please hang all the food on his back.” Helian Wei Wei walked closer to it as she spoke.

It was at this moment that Zha Xi saw clearly the thing that she was dragging along with her. His face turned pale, but he did not say anything. He took a piece of rope and gave it to Helian Wei Wei. “Want to drag it with this rope? The metal chain is too cold to hold by hand.”

“No need.” Helian Wei Wei smiled. “Young Master Tang was right, you exercise great professionalism in your job.”

Zha Xi looked at the pure black coffin again. “Many people came here for sky burials, but it’s the first time I’ve seen anyone bringing a coffin here. To be honest, it’s pretty scary, but Chinese are usually more thoughtful than us Tibetans. It is probably to ensure that your friend here is able to rest in peace.”

Helian Wei Wei stroked her fingers across the coffin and spoke with a soft tone, “He still hasn’t passed yet, you might have a chance to see him in the future.”

Zha Xi did not believe Helian Wei Wei. He assumed that she could not accept her friend’s death. After all, the Tibetans knew that no living human could ever be put inside a closed coffin unless it was a feigned corpse.

The pure Tibetans were always that kind. Their Allah had taught them not to disrespect any single soul, even if it was one that had passed…

1 A Tibetan expression used in greeting, congratulation, and good-luck wishes.