fifth form

Chapter 304 Lost Contact
"Wow, don't ask for Bilibili for eggs, don't ask for Savoyeri for eggs..."

After practicing Kunpeng Fighting, Zhang Xuezhou was dizzy and fell asleep directly in the training room.

When he woke up, he was already lying under the wooden bed in the wing room of a wooden temple.

For Zhang Xuezhou, he has slept in many places in the past two years, and it is not uncommon for him to be stuffed under the bed.

After rolling over and over several times, Zhang Xuezhou got out of the relatively short wooden bed.

Outside the wing room, the monks recited strange tones, the voices were high-pitched, sad, courageous, and relieved.

The chanting of various emotions is mixed in the chanting, which is completely different from last night when the monks burned the corpses and chanted the words.

Zhang Xuezhou patted the dust on the monk's clothes and pushed open the door of the wing room, and then greeted four glances.

"Good morning, everyone!"

Looking at the four pairs of eyes mixed with inexplicable emotions, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He looked around and extended his hand to say hello.

"You are still in the room? What are you guys doing?"

Focusing on Zhang Xuezhou for a few seconds, the Buddha changed the language of the recitation and asked Zhang Xuezhou a question.

"What is it, we..."

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the monk robe he was wearing, and then at the monks.

The Buddha's face is solemn, his robes are spotless, and he looks gentle and elegant.

Compared with the Buddha who he saw with the light of the bonfire last night, what he saw during the day was obviously clearer. Zhang Xuezhou only felt that the gestures of the Buddha undoubtedly added a little grace.

But his eyes quickly shifted to the monks.

Compared with the clean robes of the Buddhist monks, the robes of the rest of the monks were stained with blood, and their bodies were not lacking in injuries. Under the cloth strips covering the wounds, the scars of arrows inserted into the body can still be seen.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced across the ground, and he even saw the corpse of a monk burning in the fire.

"Where's my brother?"

Zhang Xuezhou felt a chill in his heart, and felt that something big happened that night when he fell asleep.

"Your senior brother rode westward on horseback!"

Fozi frowned and pointed to the west.

"Then I'll go after my brother!"

Zhang Xuezhou turned around, and then strode away.

"and many more!"

Before Zhang Xuezhou took two steps, Zhang Xuezhou saw a very white palm print, and then it was wrapped around him like a rope, making Zhang Xuezhou unable to move at all.

"Master, let me go!" Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Is our organization a place where you come and go as soon as you say," a middle-aged monk said.

"Long Tanpo's shooting must have been caused by you." Another old monk angrily said, "Where are you coming from?"

"Last night, two elite soldiers riding demon horses came to arrest people. These people are of extraordinary strength, and they all carry heavy bows." The Buddha said: "When I entered the Da Yuezhi Kingdom, I only carried out salvation, and I have never offended anyone so far. It is impossible to trigger the pursuit and killing of this elite team!"

"We have just learned art and have never offended anyone. It is absolutely impossible to cause any pursuit." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

"Benefactor, you are not sincere in what you say!"

Fozi pointed to his chest, and then pointed to Zhang Xuezhou.

"Master, I'm very sincere." Zhang Xuezhou patted his chest and said, "My brothers all call me an honest and reliable little man."

Without the oppression of the realm, and without the feeling of prying eyes, Zhang Xuezhou spoke with confidence at this time.

He patted his chest hard as a guarantee, only to see Buddha's eyes narrowed slightly.

When Fozi opened his eyes again, Zhang Xuezhou felt a chilling chill in his heart.

There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in his mind.

Under the Sanskrit sound, Zhang Xuezhou only felt a huge Buddha statue as tall as a hill sitting in front of him. When the Buddha statue pointed at it, Zhang Xuezhou suddenly felt that he had sinned deeply and needed to narrate all the sins in his mouth.

He was unsure, and when he was resisting in his thoughts, he felt a bright moon rising into the sky, and a coolness surged in his mind.

The Buddha is still that Buddha, but Zhang Xuezhou no longer has the feeling of deep sin in his mind, let alone tell the truth.

"Honest and reliable little man, tell me, what is your background?" Fozi asked again.

"Didn't I just say that our art is going down the mountain... Well, in fact, my senior brother and I have nowhere to go, so we can only wander around the world, thinking about picking up some bargains at the border crossing between the fierce country and the Dayue clan!"

"That's it?" Buddha asked blankly.

"They were dressed in rich clothes at the time, so they must have picked up the corpse of some important person to provoke such hatred," said the middle-aged monk.

"What's the matter, don't you pick up the rich and expensive when you go to the supernatural?" Zhang Xuezhou was dissatisfied.

"We will pick up both rich and poor, not just pick up the corpses of the rich!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou pointing to the belongings from the search for the corpse, the middle-aged monk responded with a muffled voice.

"That's it, you picked it up randomly for a while, maybe you have provoked some kind of enmity, which caused me to lose contact with the senior brother who depended on me." Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously, then bit back and said: "Hurry up and find my senior brother! "

"It turned out to be this kind of cause and effect!"

The Buddha stretched out his hand and finally accepted the operation.

He didn't expect to get nothing from the operation and inquiry. They collected the corpses and Zhang Xuezhou and others picked up the corpses to make a fortune.

As for which party caused the disaster, they really couldn't tell at the moment.

After all, their foreign language skills are mediocre, and it is indeed difficult to hear the cause and effect clearly in a short period of time when facing a crowd of people chattering, and also needing to face the charge and long-range shots of the horse riders.

But through the torture of Zhang Xuezhou by magic techniques, Fozi can only maintain the conclusion that picking up each other's corpses has caused disaster.

"I don't know where those people come from, Buddha, should we change to another place to practice?" The middle-aged monk asked.

"Najima, don't be afraid of difficulties in your practice. If you are more afraid, it will be more difficult to climb high in your practice. It will be difficult to achieve the Buddha's honor in this life," said the Buddha.

"What the Buddha said is true!"

The middle-aged monk Najima clasped his hands together and stopped dissuading the Buddhist disciples.

"Master, how long has my senior brother been gone?"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand and looked towards the west, feeling that it was a bit difficult to contact Wuchao after being separated.

In this vast wilderness, without eagles, hounds, and special tracking methods, it is very likely that it will be difficult to meet after 10 minutes of galloping a horse.

Zhang Xuezhou felt a little cold in his heart.

He thought about the need to jump out of the current 'fleeing' situation, but he didn't expect to jump out like this.

"It should have been two to three hours," Fozi replied, "He killed several guards in leather armor, yelled and cursed, and then rode away on horseback!"

"Senior brother lured those pursuers away for our safety, he really risked his life for righteousness!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

Of course he knew why Wuchao wanted to escape.

There are no marks on Zhang Xuezhou and Jin Chang for the Falcon to locate. The targets of the royal family of the fierce country are almost concentrated on Wu Chao. Compared with the risks they need to face when fleeing at night with Zhang Xuezhou, Wu Chao is facing each other instead of fleeing alone. more secure.

What he said stunned Fozi, who didn't know how Zhang Xuezhou had cleaned up the deserter who abandoned his organization last night.

But the Buddha cannot deny this possibility.

After all, after the opponent's brother fled for his life on horseback, at least half of the cavalry who pursued him separated, and even led away a powerful general.

If it weren't for this, not only one monk would have fallen on the side of the Buddha.

He grabbed Zhang Xuezhou who was about to take another step, causing Zhang Xuezhou to be surprised.

"Master, I want to find my brother, what are you doing to stop me?" Zhang Xuezhou whispered.

"Our temple has set up [-] dragon subduing stakes, if you go out, the arrangement will be messed up," Buddha said.

"Dragon Subduing Pile? What do you do?"

"That is the Buddhist magic weapon to subdue the villains and make them repent!"

The Buddha spoke softly, but when he turned his eyes to the burnt monk's body, there was a hint of cold murder in his tone.

(End of this chapter)