long night fire

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In the wasteland on the north bank, Han Wanghuo looked at the rearview mirror after picking up Gnawa, and said in a deep voice:

"There may be a problem with the relic hunter team. Where is the nearest city or town ruin?"

Zeng Duo answered immediately.

Han Wanghuo didn't delay, stepped on the accelerator, and drove directly to the destination.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the ruins left by a smaller city.

Then, Han Wanghuo drove the car into an underground parking lot that was still in good condition, and left it a little closer to the entrance and exit.

Zeng Duo originally wanted to say, "Will this reaction be a bit excessive?" Suddenly, he heard the sound of drones flying in the sky outside.

The sound circled around the ruins of the city several times, and gradually moved away.

"It's really thrilling..." Zeng Duo got out of the car following Gnava, who checked the surrounding situation, and said sincerely, "I have never been hunted down by a big force."

No experience in this area.

On the gray soil, there are actually many people who have similar experiences and are still alive. After all, there are blank areas of power everywhere. Once they leave their own strongholds, the power of the major forces to control the wild is not so strong.

As soon as Zeng Duo finished speaking, his brows suddenly frowned, his face turned pale quickly, and his sickness became more obvious.

Han Wanghuo, who had already got out of the car, saw this scene and wanted to reach out to help him, but his heart stalled suddenly.

He shook and almost fell backwards, finally took out a small bottle, poured a tablet, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Han Wanghuo bent his back, supported his knees with his hands, panted heavily, and slowly calmed down the palpitations this time.

He saw Zeng Duo make a similar movement, and seeing himself in her eyes, his expression was also bad.

In the silent stares, Zeng Duo laughed at himself.

The two of them maintained their current posture and continued to pant for breath. No one spoke, and there was silence.

"Actually, you should be able to last longer with the pacemaker installed." Seeing this, Gnava, who came back from his inspection, broke the silence.

Chapter 174 The Ritual of Death

Han Wanghuo straightened his body slowly, and looked sideways at Gnawa:

"This is indeed a solution, but it may not be possible to find good equipment and doctors.

"If you really need to persist for a while, you can consider it."

While speaking, Han Wanghuo subconsciously glanced at Zeng Duo.

She can rely on a pacemaker to survive, so what should she do?

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"The chief of the 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' just committed suicide by jumping off the building last night. No, he cut off his body and returned to the real world. Today we found the draft left by him in a scripture. The content on it is exactly what we want to know It's a secret, and the title of 'Five Great Sacred Lands' was also thoughtfully written..." Jiang Baimian looked around and frowned slightly, "What do you think is the probability of such a coincidence happening?"

She speaks Gray Earth.

When communicating in this room, the "Old Tune Group" used gray earth language most of the time.

As for whether "He Xintong" can be "blocked" by language, they don't know.

Shang Jianyao immediately responded:

"Two answers:

"One, since it happened, it's [-] percent.

"Two, there is a [-]% chance of such a coincidence."

After finishing speaking, he quickly added another sentence:

"My guess."

Regardless of whether Shang Jianyao was talking nonsense or not, in the hearts of Bai Chen and Long Yuehong, the probability of such a coincidence happening was indeed so low that it was almost negligible.

"Could it be that the chief left us this information on purpose?" Bai Chen deliberated and guessed.

"Why?" Long Yuehong subconsciously asked.

Jiang Baimian couldn't answer for a while, but Shang Jianyao nodded seriously:

"Because our goal is to save all mankind, and the chief's ideal is to save all sentient beings, it is normal for everyone to share the same goals and help each other."

"How do you know that the chief's ideal is to save all sentient beings?" Long Yuehong asked angrily and amusedly.

"I guessed it." Shang Jianyao answered without stuttering at all.

Jiang Baimian thought for a while:

"This question may have to be consulted with Master Zennaga later."

She didn't say how to ask for advice, but waited for a while, and seeing that Zenaga did not "reply", she turned to smile and said:

"Whether the 'five holy places' are fake or not on paper, they are interesting in their own right.

"Look at..."

Hearing this familiar "mantra", Long Yuehong shrank subconsciously, feeling the urge to cover her ears.

Fortunately, he soon came to his senses and listened quietly to the team leader's words:

"We have never been to the No. [-] Food Company in Tieshan City, the No. [-] Senior High School in Taicheng, Bingyuan, and under the old locust tree at the entrance of Linhe Village in Dajiang City. We don't know much about them, and we don't even know where the latter two are located. do the discussion.

"The United Iron and Steel Plant in Changhe City should be the ruins of the iron and steel plant in the Black Marsh Wilderness, so the mechanical monk Jingfa went there to attend Zen and worship Buddha.

"The Home Reproductive Medical Center in the Fahe Region is obviously linked to the ruins of Wasteland No. 13.

"That is to say, these two holy places are more or less weird, and they hide a lot of secrets."

Long Yuehong nodded:

"But we found nothing in the ruins of the steel factory except for the medical record.

"Maybe, the relic hunter who explored there before took it away?"

The ruins of the Black Marsh Wilderness Iron and Steel Plant belong to the type of ruins that have been "developed". Only things that cannot be transported and obviously worthless things like blast furnaces remain.

"Maybe it's the medical record?" Bai Chen deliberated and guessed.

While Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, he looked sideways at Shang Jianyao:

"Do you have any idea?"

Shang Jian Yao raised his hand and touched his chin:

"The previous monk said that the five holy places are the place where Bodhi and Zhuang Sheng were born, the place where they passed away, and the place where they preached the Dharma.

"This means that Zhi Sui was once active on the earth? At least they believe so."

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"So, the biggest secret hidden in these five holy places is actually the whereabouts of certain people?

"It would be interesting if we find out who in the old world has been to three or two of the five holy places..."

After a brief silence, Long Yuehong suddenly had a whim:

"Will the secret laboratory in the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 be the former Home Reproductive Medical Center in Fach?"

"I can't rule out this possibility." Jiang Baimian said after deliberation, "However, I think that although there is a high probability that there is a certain relationship between the two, they will not be completely equivalent. The 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' has always gone to the five holy places to worship Buddha, It’s impossible to just ignore the one in front of the house, right? They probably don’t have the password to enter the secret laboratory in the wasteland No. 13 ruins.”

Having said that, Jiang Baimian smiled:

"After encountering the mechanical monk's purification method before, I read some Buddhist scriptures in the old world. Combined with this incident, I found a very interesting point.

"Do you still remember the password for the secret laboratory in the wasteland No. 13 ruins?"

She no longer cared whether Zennaga was using "He Xintong" to monitor at this time.

"Messiah." Long Yuehong replied.

Jiang Baimian nodded slightly and said:

"In Buddhist scriptures, there is a future Buddha named Maitreya.

"And the etymology of 'Maitreya' and 'Messiah' is the same, that is to say, they are developed from the same word in a certain language in the ancient times of the Old World in different places.

"In addition, in the teachings of the 'Crystal Consciousness Sect' and the monks' order, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and kings of Ming Dynasty except Bodhi and Shizizai Tathagata are the incarnations of these two holding ages, including Maitreya."

This preliminarily connects the Home Reproductive Medical Center in the Fahe Region, one of the five holy places, with the secret laboratory of the wasteland No. 13 ruins.

Of course, this is also very likely to be a coincidence.

While the "Old Tune Group" was discussing these matters, "Garibaldi" was recovering from his addiction.

He felt that he could understand every word, but he didn't know what it meant together.

Jiang Baimian and the others had enough time to stop, and did not continue the corresponding topic.

However, this is mainly because they have too little information at hand.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the monk who delivered the food knocked on the door of the old tune group in advance.

"Where's the food?" Shang Jianyao, who was in charge of opening the door, looked down at the young monk's hands and asked.

The young monk clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name:

"I wonder if the benefactors are willing to participate in the chief's death ceremony?"

Cremation ceremony?Long Yuehong automatically translated in her mind.

Thinking of the piece of paper in the scriptures, Jiang Baimian nodded:

"That's exactly what we want."

Then, the four members of the "Old Tune Group" left "Garibaldi" in the room, followed the young monk all the way down to the bottom floor of the Sikaluo Temple, and came to the enclosed square attached behind.

Here stands an iron-black, strange "tower".

At this time, many monks had gathered in the square, sitting cross-legged, chatting softly, or practicing with their eyes closed.

Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others walked forward for a long distance, and finally saw Zenaga.

Zennaga, who was almost out of shape, stood there, looking at the "pagoda" intently.

"Zen Master." Shang Jianyao called out politely.

Zenaga turned sideways and nodded slightly.

Jiang Baimian suddenly remembered something, and said quickly:

"Zen Master, I need your help with something."

After finishing speaking, she glanced left and right, indicating that it was not convenient here.

Zennaga stood upright in front of his body with one hand, and pointed to his chest with the other, indicating that "thinking" is enough.

Well, Zen Master, I have two friends who are terminally ill and need treatment urgently. Our return to the original city this time has the purpose of this.We have their blood samples and want to send them to a trusted medical institution or corresponding laboratory for testing, hoping to thoroughly confirm the condition and find better and more appropriate medicines... Jiang Baimian quickly organized words in his mind.

What she meant was that the "Old Tune Group" is now guarded in the Sikaro Temple, and there is no way to do this.

Saving people is like putting out a fire!

Channaga proclaimed the Buddha's name:

"This matter can be handed over to the poor monk."

"Thank you, Zen Master." Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief, took Shang Jianyao and others, and found a place to sit cross-legged.

It is much more reliable to find a medical institution through the "Crystal Consciousness Teaching" than they come forward or use the company's intelligence network.

As the sun went down, four monks carried out the body of the previous old monk.

His head has been treated so that it no longer looks ferocious, but looks solemn. His body surface has been painted with a faint golden color.

The four monks placed the chief's body in front of the iron black strange tower, and then scattered around, chanting the Buddha's name.

Looking at the corpse sitting cross-legged, the monks in the square recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice:

"The Land of Ultimate Bliss is pure and solemn, free from all sufferings, troubles, evil destinies, evil afflictions, four seasons, day and night, cold and heat, rain and drought..."

Amidst the plausible chanting of Buddhist scriptures in the old world, Long Yuehong instinctively prepared to bow her head in respect.

During this process, his eyes swept across the chief's body and his face.

He found that there was an indescribable and unsatisfactory pain on that golden, solemn face.