Chapter 530

"Cannon fodder? Hearing Wang Hua's words, song asked solemnly. Although he was a respected young master, he also knew that the word "cannon fodder" often meant death!

The white poplar remained silent on the edge. He felt that the group of people who appeared in the desert for no reason must have some terrible purpose. Since they met, he would not leave now.

"We're going to die, really. I don't want to. I want to go home..."

At this time, there was a near collapse sound in the tent. It was a girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old. She was screaming in despair and crying, trying to rush out of the tent.

"Sister Xiaofei, don't be impulsive, everything will be OK"

"we will be OK, someone will come to save us, and those crazy guys will be brought to justice..."

People are in a hurry, and it's not easy to catch the girl named Xiaofei.

Although everyone was comforting her youngest sister, everyone's eyes were filled with uneasiness and fear.

Wang Hua gave a bitter smile, looked at Bai Yang and Song Yi and said, "yes, we will be treated as cannon fodder. These people who run out of nowhere seem to be looking for a place, and that place will be extremely dangerous. At that time, we will be used as cannon fodder to explore the way for them. There are more than 100 people like us. They are all scattered from across the Sahara We are not the first group to catch them on the desert route, and we will not be the last group until they find the place "

" what are these people looking for? Why are so many people exploring the way? Can't they have so many people themselves? " Song asked solemnly.

Shaking his head, Wang Hua said with a wry smile, "then I don't know."

"Laobai, we're sure we're really on the market. It's exciting, and we're going to die." Song Yidao looks at Baiyang and says with a puzzled face.

He came to the desert for excitement, not death.

"Hold on, we'll be OK. Let's have a rest and see what they can do." Bai Yang patted Song Yi on the shoulder and comforted him.

Can a bunch of dregs still turn the sky or how?

Next, they found a corner in the tent and chatted with other people. Under the circumstances of being in a foreign country and sharing weal and woe, the relationship between the two sides quickly drew closer.

They come from all over the country and like to play. They met in an online forum, and then formed a team to explore the Sahara. However, they met this incident.

Those who can often run out to play are not poor in money. Some are second-generation workers, some are gold collar workers, and some are successful small bosses. However, in the face of such a situation, none of them have the high spirits in their own circle, and they are full of anxiety.

Their tour guide and interpreter were taken away. Who knows where they are.

While chatting with these people, Bai Yang tried to find out what the purpose of these people was. After a long observation, he did not know what these people wanted to do. There could not be such a coincidence in the world. He wanted to know that the other party was just chatting and told him the purpose.

However, although Bai Yang didn't understand what these people wanted to do, he made an unexpected discovery, which made him frown with a light sigh.

"Is Laobai uncomfortable?" Song Yi asked.

"No" poplar shook his head and narrowed his eyes.

My heart is a little dignified. For the first time, poplar's art of exerting psychedelic sound on the earth failed.

His mind was sent out and he saw a man, a strange man, in a separate tent.

Because the other party is alone in a tent, and there are several armed men outside who are seriously guarding him, his identity is not simple, so poplar wants to control him to see if he can get something from the other party's "self talk".

But this time he failed!

It was an old man, an old man with wrinkled skin that could kill mosquitoes. His body was thin and dying, as if a gust of wind could blow to the sky.

This man is not only old, but his body is obviously deformed in many places. It is not a natural deformity, but is like a living torture from the day after tomorrow.

Almost every inch of the old man's wrinkled skin is covered with countless strange tattoos, which look mysterious and ancient and awe inspiring.

He was wearing a linen robe, but on that robe, it was as if he had not been washed for ten thousand years. It was very worrying that it would be broken if he touched it. Not only was his clothes dirty and shabby, but also his body was stained with stains, just like he had never taken a bath in his whole life.

Originally, he sat quietly in the tent. At the moment of poplar's mental strength approaching his body, he seemed to be aware of it and suddenly opened his eyes!

When he opened his eyes, the poplar's mind felt that he was like the incarnation of henggu standing on the high mountain on the earth, let the wind and rain hit him, but not move, let the vicissitudes of life forever!

Bai Yang's thinking ability can't do anything to him, even can't go deep into his mind, was blocked in his body!"What a terrible will, it can resist my mind. There are such people on earth!" Aspen's eyes twinkled and he said to himself that it was incredible.

His mind flickered, and he probably understood something.

It is not the supernatural power that the other party can block his mind, but his own will.

"This is a ascetic. He practices hard all his life for the faith in his heart. He tortures himself with endless pain in the world. From body to mind, he sticks to it all his life. His mind is as firm as a rock, as good as refining refined steel. My mind can't affect him, and he's reasonable."

The poplar soon understood this.

After all, the enchantment sound is only the entry-level means of Shinto friars. Under the powerful thinking power of Baiyang, the earth side will certainly be swept.

However, there are always a few exceptions. It is said that the enchanting sound is similar to hypnosis, but the effect is magnified many times here. It is common that hypnotists fail to hypnotize people with strong will, so Baiyang is not too surprised.

In order to pursue the faith in their hearts, the ascetics use all kinds of extreme means to temper their minds. Some people walk on foot and never stop their steps. Some hold up a hand and never put it down. Others kill all their relatives except themselves, including their wives and children, and others constantly torture themselves

The ascetics are a group of madmen, and what they do is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Knowing the identity of the other person, it is not difficult to understand the strange tattoos on his body. It is not an ordinary tattoo, but a scripture written in a certain text.

"It's a pity that such kind of mind and perseverance will become a great power in the future if you practice the alien Shinto. However, no matter how you practice the law of the end of the earth, no matter how hard it is, it will only turn you into a madman that ordinary people can't understand," sighed Bai Yang.

This kind of practice is not useless. At least, it has gained a strong will. However, the law of the end of the earth, without corresponding means, can not transform its own will into substantial strength

Unable to control the ascetic, Bai Yang Nianli left and searched elsewhere.

At the moment when Baiyang Nianli came to his body, the monk, who was almost like a madman, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer turbid, but seemed to be shining.

The next moment, he was very excited to stand up, sincerely kneel on the ground, if crazy.

"I began to practice when I was three years old. After eighty-one years of experience, I experienced all kinds of hardships and vicissitudes of life. Finally, I moved the heaven and saw the true God."

"At that moment, I felt the great breath. It must be the breath of God!"

"Did God see my sincerity and finally notice me?"

The ascetic monk kept kneeling, reciting scriptures in his mouth, and his heart was full of ups and downs.

He felt the power and will of greatness, magnanimity and antiquity. How could he not be excited after practicing for a lifetime?

The old man was so excited that Bai Yang didn't know. After leaving his place, he continued to patrol the oasis and soon made new discoveries.

In another tent, not far from the ascetic monk, there appeared a man who occupied a tent alone. He was actually an oriental. His age seemed to be about 60. The whole person seemed to have a sense of lethargy.

In this man's tent, there are many strange things, compass, incense burner, black donkey kick

"Uncle, is this the eighth master? The legendary profession of wrestling has come here? " Baiyang glared, and he saw at a glance that the 60 year old man was the legendary golden captain.

See the live one!

The Fujin Xiaowei, who kept sorting out some strange things of his own, took a look around the moment when Bai Yang Nianli was approaching. He was a little confused. He shook his head and found nothing. He continued to tidy up his own things.

Here, poplar scratched his head. He began to see an ascetic monk, and then he saw a legendary military officer. What do these people want?

Then, Baiyang Nianli continued to patrol, and found that in another tent, he saw three crooked nuts. They were actually geologists and all kinds of equipment.

Then, poplar also saw archaeologists

These people are preparing for something in silence.

It's a long story. In fact, it's just a matter of minutes when Bai Yang's mind is swept away. Except for the former ascetic monk, no one has found out or can resist his meditation.

He tried to control a geologist and an archaeologist, and he didn't get the answer he wanted. They were just invited by various means and would not know what they were going to do until they came into use.

Then Bai Yang Nianli controlled the big nose of the white man who took them to the tent. He was not the real boss. The boss was someone else, and he was not in the oasis.

"What should have been discovered by these people? Archaeologists, geologists, golden captains and ascetics have all come out. Tut, there is a kind of Ghost Legend and ghost chasing for Mao?" Poplar looks strangewww.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!