Near the plantation, a number of young lamas could still be seen watering and caring for these herbal medicines. They worked diligently, heads down, carrying water, fertilizing, deworming, and weeding, creating a harmonious scene in the fields.
If one did not look at the three Dorgas under the stone tablet, outsiders might indeed think this place was some kind of paradise.
Brother Ni and the others dared not linger here for long, fearing that staying too long would lead to a repeat of the King of the Great West's old deeds, which would not just be a matter of a few dozen kilograms of fresh blood.
However, they were sure of one thing, and that is that in the real world, out of every ten people in the 21st century who still believe in Esoteric Buddhism, ten of them are Junfu.
They wished they could capture those bozos who brag online about going to the plateau to cleanse their souls and make them hold these Dorgas and sing songs of praise to the emperor for ten minutes.
