Chapter 473

Dozens of armed men of unknown origin suddenly illegally entered the country and quickly invaded the underground ancient city of wangnanshan. Of course, the highest level there will respond immediately.

Although they know that these people are Chinese agents and know that the Oriental people have long carefully arranged a big circle, this matter will never be poked internationally when the two sides have not torn their faces.

To put it bluntly, the Northern Dynasty pretended not to know that the invaders were Chinese agents. It just needed to mobilize enough people to annihilate them all under the Wangnan Mountain -- afterwards, they could still laugh and ask for food with brother Hua.

This is a typical face-to-face smile, ha ha, stabbing the knife in the back.

In order to ensure that all Chinese agents must be caught, an ace special regiment originally guarding the northern border arrived at lookout Nanshan by military aircraft at 1:30 p.m. and extended the blockade outward again, almost 20 kilometers away.

The blockade line with a radius of 20 kilometers just blocked the walking route of Taoist yuan and others.

At the same time, it also adds unimaginable trouble for Fang Yuan to go to wangnanshan.

No matter how powerful he is, he is not a sun walker who can go from heaven to earth. It is more difficult than going to heaven to break through the snare laid by the enemy.

Therefore, after receiving the news, the leader immediately came to inform Fang Yuan and others who were about to leave, and the action plan was suspended.

"Give me a detailed map and I'll go there myself."

After listening to the explanation of the faucet, Fang Yuan frowned, thought and stretched out his hand.

"Go there yourself?"

The dragon head also frowned and said coldly, "Fang Yuan, do you really think you can be more powerful than the dozens of people in tieliao?"

"I don't think so. I just feel that I have to hurry as soon as possible. If I delay one more second, I will be on fire, not to mention waiting all night? "

Fang Yuan's tone also became stiff: "what's more, now we all know that this is a trap. The purpose is to let me pass, so they will never stop me on the ground. The so-called increase in heavy defense is nothing more than a cover. "

"The people who have plans for you are Oriental, but not the Northern Dynasty."

The dragon head said in a deep voice, "there is only one purpose for the Northern Dynasty to send more troops, that is, it will never let anyone out or anyone in. We have only four words in the intelligence on the side of the eyelash.

"Hum, then they have to have the ability to kill us."

Fang Yuan gave a cold hum, but when he wanted to say something more, he heard a soft female voice from behind: "little monk, I think you should listen to the old man."

Fang Yuan dares to swear that this soft female voice is the second time he has heard in his life, but he can feel incomparable kindness.

The first time, a Taoist named Yan Si said it on an unknown hill in Beijing.

This time, Fang Yuan suddenly turned around and saw a Taoist coming, raised her hand and lifted the black veil on the hat, revealing a plain but handsome face.

The skin is as smooth as white porcelain. Which is not Yan Si?

"Taoist priest, are you there?"

Looking at the four Taoist masters of Yan, Fang Yuan was stunned.

Taoist priest Liaoyuan said at this time: "Fang Yuan, Taoist priest Yan, is also one of the members of this northbound discussion of Taoism. Hehe, I just didn't expect you two to know each other. This meeting is also lucky, so I think you should follow the advice of the big guy. "

"Yes, thank you for your advice."

If Taoist Yan didn't stand up and say that, even if others broke their mouth, Fang Yuan would never listen.

But to Fang Yuan's surprise, Taoist Yan Si, who had put down his veil and retreated, said that after saying that, he didn't want to resist in his heart.

Even, even if Taoist Yan four pointed to the big stone next to him and said to Fang Yuan: I hope you can kill yourself -- Fang Yuan may really do that.

They didn't know each other. They only met once. At most, Fang Yuan regarded her as fan Yingying, his mother who had been missing for many years, but he found that he couldn't resist her advice.

"You can leave at four o'clock tomorrow morning at the latest. I'll arrange it now -- Fang Yuan, be careful wherever you are tonight. "

Seeing that Fang Yuan was finally soft, Longtou was relieved. After giving him a low voice, he gave Taoist yuan a boxing salute again. Then he turned and jumped into the car.

He told me to be careful tonight?

Be careful what?

Did the northern or Oriental people know that I was going to find someone there, so they had to make trouble here in advance?

Well, if that's true, that's good.

In China, killing a white eyed wolf should not be illegal -- when Fang Yuan frowned and pondered the words of the dragon head, he didn't notice that when the dragon head got on the bus, he once took a deep look at the four Taoist masters of Yan.

Monks, especially the masters of Taoism, don't care where to rest at night. After walking hundreds of meters, they enter a small forest.

These Taoist priests can let things go. There's no reason why they can't.

At most, when I received the miscellaneous noodles cake handed over by Taoist yuan, I felt that this thing must pull my throat. Maybe I had to be constipated--

Constipation is not a big deal. Fangyuan doesn't care.

But he didn't like it in his heart. Taoist yuan asked him to dress up as a Taoist aunt.

Oh, wrong, it's not a proposal, it's a requirement, a necessary requirement: Fang Yuan doesn't pretend to be a Taoist, so he won't want to go to the Northern Dynasty.

Fang Yuan had no choice but to hold the broad Taoist robe, run to a secluded place, change it, put on a big hat, put down the black gauze, and sit with the Taoist priests. I really can't see that he is a fake.

According to bilateral regulations, the number of people entering and leaving the country each time the two sides talk about Tao is eight. Before the square circle came, there were seven people here. Now the eight people are all. Next, just wait for the auspicious time to start on the road.

The sun soon set on the west mountain.

The night, like a devil you can't see clearly, shrouded in silence from all directions, making everything in the world blurred.

On the contrary, there are stars in the villages and towns far below the mountain, reminding people not to be afraid of the dark.

Fangyuan won't be afraid of the dark.

On the contrary, he hoped that from now on, the night would always dominate the earth.

In the dark, you don't feel guilty when you kill.

Fortunately, when I was in tahiko snow field, the goblin let my brother break the precept in advance -- did she expect that I would be with killing in the future?

I just don't know if the teacher (his benefactor) will blame me under Jiuquan.

The circle with its back against a tree, like those Taoist nuns, sat cross legged in a circle, silent, like statues.

When Fang Yuan has something in mind, it's OK to sit for three or two hours. As long as he can wait until the sleepy God comes, the next time will be much better.

But the deeper the night, the colder the temperature, the more energetic he became.

I just want to find someone to tell the truth -- the object of conversation, of course, is not a granny Taoist priest, but a Yan four Taoist priest sitting cross legged two meters to his left.

He wanted to tell people how excited he was when he first saw her, just like seeing old and old friends who had been separated for many years. He wanted to hold her hand... It's really not good. He could kneel in front of her and hold her leg. He could talk to her in his heart and say that he failed her hope and left the medicine seeds she gave him to the shadow of water.

Alas, according to the smelly temperament of the woman who is sleepy when she is doing business, she must return to Queen Tang in the surrounding area and throw those things into the garbage early?

Thinking, Fang Yuan looked up at Yan Si.

Yan Si, like other Taoist priests, did not move again after sitting cross legged. He seemed to be asleep.

But Fang Yuan felt that she must not have fallen asleep -- people who fall asleep will never always swallow their saliva slowly.

Her hearing was round, but she was so sensitive that even brother donkey was willing to bow down. At such a close distance, there was no reason to hear Yan Si swallowing saliva, and there was no rhythm, which proved that her mood at this time was not calm at all.

Good, so young and beautiful, why do you want to be a Taoist nun?

It seems that in the world, except going to prison, any occupation is better than becoming a monk, right?

"Cough."

Fang Yuan coughed softly and tried to talk to Taoist Yan.

Well, let's talk about the Chinese herbal medicine she gave us.

However, the sound of coughing around didn't fall, but he saw that Taoist Yan stood up and raised his feet to the outside of the forest.

Instinctively, Fang Yuan also wanted to stand up and go out, but then pasted it on the trunk: just an hour ago, he just went outside to let go of water.

No matter how Taoist masters are, they have to eat, drink and sleep like normal people.

If Mr. Fang goes out with him at this time, he is suspected of playing a rogue.

You can't be a hooligan if you kill him. At least you can't leave this impression on the respected Taoist priests.

Buzzing -- buzzing mosquitoes flew in from the veil hanging from the hat.

Fang Yuan raised his hand and pinched the unlucky mosquito.

This is the 38th mosquito he crushed to death after cross knee meditation.

The devil knows that the weather is not too hot in the northeast, and there is no lack of this thing.

In particular, the unknown bug, while thinking about things through Mr. Fang, bit several bags on his ankle, which itched to death, causing him to scratch all the time.

It's the Taoist nuns who seem to have the great sentiment of "sacrificing their lives to feed tigers", so they won't crush them if they are bitten by insects.

Click, click, the soft footsteps came from outside the woods.

Yan sidaochang came back, pregnant and holding something.

Fang Yuan looked at her through the gauze and saw that she stacked the things in her arms in the circle surrounded by people. After hesitating, she quietly looked at those things and leaned against him for half a meter. Then she took out a lighter from her body and lit it with a slap.

Fang Yuan knew that Taoist priest Yan had just gone out. It was not convenient to go, but to pick firewood and pick some songgrass (for mushroom mosquitoes).

The warmth in Fang Yuan's heart, like the slowly burning flame, is getting higher and higher: when Taoist priests sleep in the wild, they will not deliberately ignite mushroom mosquitoes. Yan Si went to pick Kobresia just for him.

After the fire broke out at four o'clock, Yan looked up at him. He didn't go back to his "seat". He turned and walked out of the woods again.

Maybe I went to pick up firewood again.

Looking at the fire, Fang Yuan didn't know what he was thinking. After thinking about it for how long, he suddenly woke up: Taoist Yan, it seems that he hasn't come back yet.

This is a wilderness near the border. No one walks at night. Who can guarantee that Taoist Yan will not encounter accidents when he goes out to pick firewood?

Fang Yuan stood up, looked at Taoist yuan, who were still meditating, and walked quickly to the outside of the forest.

After walking out for more than ten meters, he seemed to hear Taoist yuan gently sigh: "alas."