A white cloud came from the southwest. A deity was standing on the cloud. He came to Meto Natse and placed a five-pointed golden Diamond Club on her head:
“Woman of good fortune, I never left you. It is time for you to bring good to the people in Tibet.”
The deity then said: “Remember: the eighth day of the third month this year is the time for the son of the deities to be reborn. He is the ferocious god that will subjugate all evil spirits. He will be the king of the black-haired Tibetans.”
“Also, remember that when the son of the deities is born, you need to apply longlife liquid on his upper jaw. He must use the top of his head to eat when he has food for the first time. Meanwhile, Deity Pamlha should be worshiped. This fierce god will help him to dress up for the first time. He should worship the Heavens before he fights with any enemies. You must always bear in mind what I have said.”
When the Dragon daughter woke up the deity had disappeared. Meto Natse was very grateful and put her palms together in prayer.
On the night of the eighth day of the third month, the Dragon daughter went to bed with Senglong. She dreamt she was accompanied by a yellow man dressed in gold armour. The Diamond Club she dreamt about before sizzled down into her head. When she woke up in the morning she felt relaxed and happy.
Nine months and eight days later, which was the fifteenth day of the first month in the Year of the Tiger, Dragon daughter felt something unusual. Her body became as soft as cotton and became transparent. After a while she gave birth to a three-year-old baby without any pain. The baby was very intelligent and cute. The Master at once performed rituals for the infant. At the same instant a horse, a cow and a sheep also gave birth to a colt, a calf and a lamb respectively. Accompanied by thunder flower rain fell on the ground. Gormo’s tent was surrounded by a colourful cloud. His Han wife saw the extraordinary sight and immediately went to Gormo’s tent. When the Han wife saw the child being embraced by Gormo she had mixed feelings of worry and joy. Anyway, she decided to take the child to Chatsa Shigar.
Chatsa was puzzled when he saw his mother carrying a child and followed by Gormo:
“What’s all this about?”
“Gormo gave bith to this child. I don’t know if the child will be good or not in the future.” His Han wife said worriedly.
Chatsa took the child and looked at him for some time. He was very happy:
“This is really good! Now, I have my brother. Although he was born today, he is already as strong as a three-year old boy. We have many sons of deities in the family of Mobu Dongsi: the one fed by the white lion’s milk and the one brought up by a giant eagle…. Now, this child was born. Just like a golden-wing bird, he has already learned all the necessary skills while he was in his mother’s womb.”
It was predestined that the newly born child saw Chatsa and sat up suddenly. Filled with joy, the baby was in high spirits and immediately showed his intimacy. Chatsa kept close to the baby’s face and said: “It’s well said that the strength of two brothers together can beat the enemy like a hammer. We will be invincible if we two brothers join hands. Let’s temporarily call my brother Choru.” In the dialect of the pastureland areas, Choru means rising quickly.
Zhaotoin said to himself: “The Qoipang Nabo family came from the same source.The tribes are equal to each other. However, since the Han wife gave birth to Chatsa Shigar, the young family’s power becomes stronger day by day. Now, Cormo has another son called Choru. Choru’s father is powerful originally and his mother comes from the Dragon family. If I do not kill the boy there will be no end of trouble for the future.” An idea suddenly struck Zhaotoin.
On the morning of the third day, Zhaotoin prepared deadly poisonous white butter together with honey and brown sugar. He rode his Gogo Razoin horse and came to Gormo’s accounting room.
“Congratulations! The son of Gormo will be my nephew. As the boy’s uncle, I especially bring him some clean vegetarian food. Eating this food will be good for him and help him to attain great power.”
He then fed Choru all the food he had brought. Zhaotoin felt pleased: “Even a strong man can not digest so much sugar and fat, let alone a baby. Now with the poison, it will bring Choru sure death.”
Zhaotoin watched Choru closely but could not find any difference. He did not know that Choru had already changed the poison into black fumes and emitted it through the chinks of his fingers.
Zhaotoin’s plan didn’t succeed. He then thought about Gonpa Razha. Gongpa Razha was an evil magician. Through his evil magic he could control and seize people’s souls. With more vicious ideas in his mind he still kept a broad smile on his face.
