long night fire

"As the sores of this world, their connection to the new world is not necessarily weaker than those sleeping old guys."

In the reception room, silence reigned again.

After a while, Bai Chen took the initiative to ask a question:

"Since Yan Hu is probably an awakened person whose spirit has entered the 'New World' and left his body on the dust, why did he shout 'Save me'? And he is not like other 'New World' powerhouses who can return occasionally .”

Jiang Baimian already had an idea about this, smiled and said:

"Yan Hu calls himself 'Yan Luo', and is called a god in this world. Obviously, he doesn't believe in any old man. When he arrived in the 'New World', naturally no one took him in, no one sheltered him. Maybe something happened after that.

"I suspect he was suppressed by some executive, just like DiMarco was sealed in the ark by 'Yougu'..."

For the second half of the sentence, Jiang Baimian whispered more and more.

This used to be the place where "Yougu" often watched.

For this reason, Jiang Baimian deliberately changed the subject, laughing at Shang Jianyao:

"A person like you who carries the Blessing Map of the Years of the Heavens with you, is probably worse than Yan Hu when you enter the 'New World'."

Shang Jian Yao sighed:

"They will understand my good intentions."

"What good intentions do you have?" Long Yuehong knew that Shang Jianyao couldn't give a serious answer, so she wanted to hear what "high opinion" he had.

Shang Jian Yao spread his hand:

"Not ready yet.

"It's still early anyway."

As he spoke, he yawned.

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian made a conclusion:

"This time I came to Hongshiji, I gained a lot more than I imagined, and it is very important.

"Next, let's put aside the specific connection between 'New World' and 'Wuxin Disease' for the time being, because there are no clues to follow up, and we will consider it later.

"Hey, you follow us to the library, find some books and sleep on the floor for a while, we ask the residents of the ark to help filter and filter.

"Try to find out all the words and phrases left by Montis before we see the monster tomorrow afternoon."

The current direction of the "Old Tune Group" is the relationship between Montes and the Buddhist holy place "Iron Mountain Second Food Company".

……

In the dead of night, in the library room, Jiang Baimian asked Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Shang Jianyao who had taken a "nap":

"Any gains?"

"No." Bai Chen answered first, Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao followed suit.

Jiang Baimian frowned slightly:

"After the initial shock, panic and confusion, Montes seems to have become cautious and cautious, and no longer left any clues."

After pondering for a few seconds, Jiang Baimian turned to ask:

"Are there Buddhist scriptures in the library?"

Purdue Chan Master Shang Jianyao is very sure of this:

"No.

"I originally wanted to find a few books to study."

He is the only one who wants to learn Buddhist scriptures, not "you".

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"I haven't read the Buddhist scriptures, and I don't seem to have passed the 'Hall of Stars'. How did DiMarco or Montes know that one of his abilities is called 'Fate Tong'?

"This is a Buddhist term. Many Huitu people don't know or understand it. How did he, a Honghe person, come up with it?"

Chapter 51 A Friendly Hand

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen couldn't answer, but Pudu Chan Master Shang Jianyao looked familiar.

He raised his left palm and whispered the Buddha's name:

"Namo Ayutara Sanyak Sanbodhi, we generally call this Suhui.

"Perhaps Montes was a Buddhist in his last life. He fell into a sea of ​​suffering and reincarnated again and again. When he woke up, he slowly remembered his past and present lives."

Although he knew that this guy was running the train with his mouth full, but Jiang Baimian seriously thought about it in the spirit of seeking truth from facts:

"The situation you mentioned is not ruled out, but the possibility is very small.

"So far, only the 'Fate Link' has shown the potential to accomplish this kind of thing, but it has not eliminated the side of its own memory waiting to be awakened.

"Unless there is an ability in the field of 'Bodhi' that is similar to 'Fatality' but with different details..."

Jiang Baimian did not continue:

"The two currently feasible directions are:

"One, read the rest of the books and put this one tomorrow morning; two, enter the ruins of Tieshan City and see if there are any clues left there.

"Tomorrow, if you are free, you can visit the Bishop of the 'Vigilant Church' and the local Hunter's Guild to see if they have collected more information on the ruins of Iron Mountain City.

"It wouldn't be a bad thing to be more prepared in that regard.

"Okay, go back to sleep and stay refreshed."

……

The next morning, two modified vehicles drove into Hongshiji.

"Why can't you see anyone here?" Bai Chen's former companion, Chu Ge, poked his head out of the car window and looked around at the collapsed or deserted buildings.

Looking at it at a glance, he felt that what he came to was a ruin that had not been explored for a long time, rather than a well-known and powerful smuggling node. The only thing that had a sense of life here were the plants that raised new green in spring.

"This is a characteristic of the Vigilance Sect. The townspeople in Hongshiji seem to have integrated their faith into their lives." The old man sitting next to the youth in flowered shirts, Shao Liang, said with a smile.

He is also a gray man, his hair is so thin that you can see the oily skin, the wrinkles on his face are not too exaggerated, and there is always a smile on the corner of his mouth, with an amiable appearance.

"Archbishop, what do you mean..." Zug asked respectfully but not humblely.

Although he also believes in "Yougu", he actually doesn't know much about the Vigilance Sect and the Fear Sect. If he didn't want to come to the south to preach the importance of friendship and trust recently, he just happened to drop by, and he didn't want to attend the inexplicable general church meeting at all.

Before Zuge finished speaking, he suddenly felt something, turned his head suddenly, and cast his eyes on a high-rise building that was still in good condition.

"There's someone there." He acted as if he'd stumbled across a kind neighbor on a walk, a little surprised but more delighted.

The old man known as the archbishop nodded, indicating that there was no problem with Zug's discovery.

"I'll go over to say hello and ask for the way." Chu Ge confidently opened the car door and walked down.

——Mu Chizao, a woman with smoky makeup, stopped the car on the side of the road after Zug told her there was someone nearby.

"Hey, friends in the building, we are here..." Zug waved his right hand as he walked towards the tall building and climbed the steps leading to the gate.

At this moment, a dark grenade was thrown out.

Zug's pupils dilated.

Relying on his rich experience, he slammed to the side, flew out of the steps, and shrank to a sheltered place.

Boom!

In the sound of the explosion, Zug felt the wall of the steps he was close to shaking violently.

Then, he found that the person in the building escaped from his sensing range in the opposite direction and fled.

"We have no malicious intentions! Hey, we are here to make friends!" Zug shouted several times, but no one responded.

He had no choice but to walk back to the modified vehicle and look at the old man with his body:

"Archbishop, why didn't you stop him?

"He should not have run out of your sensing range yet."

The archbishop shook his head and smiled:

"That's not polite.

"We must first show our friendliness in doing things, and believe that emotions can be shared.

"Executive said, trust each other."

The dialogue between him and Zug did not have that particularly strong sense of superiority and inferiority.

Zug heard the words and expressed his understanding:

"Suspicion is not the new world.

"Then let's move on, ask other townspeople for directions, and use sincerity to dispel their excessive vigilance?"

Since he joined "Friendly Hands", he has become accustomed to being treated like a donkey for his kindness. After all, people like them are considered different in the dirt.

The Archbishop nodded in satisfaction.

Zug opened the car door, sat back in the passenger driver, and said in thought:

"We simply went around the lake and found the farmland reclaimed by Hongshiji.

"Now is the season for planting and plowing. There must be people over there, and it's not easy to hide."

Mu Chi and Shao Liang agreed with his proposal.

After an unknown amount of time, the two vehicles finally arrived at the area near the lake in the northwest of Hongshiji, and saw that a large amount of farmland had been reclaimed here.

There are many figures busy in the farmland.

When they found that Zug and others were approaching, they gathered at the predetermined place in a very disciplined manner. Some hid behind the simple fortifications, and some stood outside, holding on to observe the subsequent changes and posing for communication.

Witnessing this scene, Zug was so moved that he almost wiped his eyes.

This is normal vigilance!

The people in the ruins of the city just now were so extreme that they were mentally ill!

Well, the only question is, do you all have to wear masks?

"We want to ask for directions." Zug waved his hand outside, expressing his intention.

He learned the previous lesson, shortened the sentence, and quickly said it in Huidi language and Honghe language.

Among the group of "farmers", a man wearing an indigo drama mask plucked up his courage, took a few steps forward, and asked in Red River language:

"Where do you want to go?"

"Watch out for the church," Zug responded loudly.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and he was not surprised by strangers looking for the vigilant church.

He pointed to the southeast direction and said:

"Go straight along this road, and when you enter the ruins, you can see the church.

"If you accidentally go astray, look around in the farmland. We still have a lot of people busy there, and we can correct the route for you."

"Thank you!" Zug made a trumpet shape with his hands and placed them near his mouth.

Then he asked again:

"How many forces does Hongshiji have now?"

"The original Greyspeaker people, Red River people and our 'Underground Ark' people.

"But everyone believes in 'Yougu' and obeys the order of the church."

Zug showed a gratified smile.

He suddenly turned around, turned his back to the group of "Underground Ark" people, and piously praised:

"Individuals are weak, but groups are strong."

This is the etiquette of "friendly hands", which expresses trust in the other party and is willing to hand over their backs to them.

After asking what the "underground ark" was, Zug waved goodbye to the group of people and walked back to the car.

The archbishop in the back row withdrew his gaze from looking outside, and said with emotion: