Super Golden Eye

The car stopped in a relatively spacious open space, and Chu Bingqing pointed to the other side and said, "In addition, the conditions here are not good and the traffic is inconvenient, so they all moved to other places one after another.

At the east end of the house, there is a forest ranger named Zhao Manshan who is the only permanent resident. He knows best what you want to know. "

Fang Yang nodded: "Okay, then go to Zhao Manshan."

At the east end of the village, there is a slightly higher hill with a small courtyard. Before I approached, I heard crazy dog ​​barking in the courtyard.

Chu Bingqing shouted: "Is Uncle Zhao there?"

Soon, the door of the room opened, and a spirited old man walked out, and looked up and down the two people: "You are going up the mountain? Today is not the day to open the mountain, it is best not to go."

Fang Yang smiled and handed a box of cigarettes: "Uncle Zhao, we are not going up the mountain. I just want to ask you something. Are the forests big here? Are there many beasts?"

Zhao Manshan's staring boss: "Are you kidding me? What is this place? The famous old forest in the country!

What kind of beast do you want? Siberian tigers, black blind men, wild wolves, venomous snakes... If you go up the mountain by yourself, I promise that it won’t be long before you will become a pile of bones! "

Fang Yang was very satisfied: "Thank you, I just ask you the question. If you are busy, I won't bother you. Go over there and have a look."

Zhao Manshan reminded: "If you want to see, just look at the bottom of the mountain. There is a mountain temple at the foot of the mountain. You can't cross the mountain temple! Otherwise, you will get lost in the mountain, but no one will save you!"

Obviously Zhao Manshan had a bad impression of Fang Yang, and after kindly reminding him, he returned to his cabin and never came out.

"This old man is quite interesting." Fang Yang helplessly, and Chu Bingqing turned around at the foot of the mountain at will.

Chu Bingqing was tired from walking, and sat down on a boulder: "Fang Yang, why do you think of looking at the forest farm? Any new ideas?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "No, it's just that some of my friends may come here for a long time. They prefer to live close to nature, so I want to find a suitable place for them to live in."

Chu Bingqing said, "Isn't it okay to live in the city or in the suburbs? It's too biased here. It takes more than an hour to drive. Moreover, the road is not easy to walk, and there are many wild animals, which is very dangerous."

Fang Yang smiled: "It doesn't matter, those people are very good."

Probably ascertaining the situation in the village, Fang Yang drove back. After eating something outside, sending Chu Bingqing home, he hurried to the company's underground secret room.

As soon as he entered the door, Baofu quietly appeared: "Master."

Fang Yang asked: "Nothing happened, right?"

Baofu said: "From what we know, another group of suspicious people has arrived in Jiangbei and now lives in residential buildings two blocks away."

Fang Yang asked: "How many people? What origin?"

Baofu said: "There are fifteen people in total, two locals are in charge of logistics and work, and 13 foreigners have been in the room since they have never gone out.

Judging from their breath, they should be the blood and orcs that the master once said. So far, there is no sign that they will act. "

Fang Yang felt more and more interesting: "This Tujak, that's okay! Ninjas are fine, even the blood and orcs are invited to move! It's really not a human being."

Bao Fucai has no concept of what is right or wrong: "Master, since those people are here to fight, why don't we take the initiative first?"

Fang Yang didn't worry at all: "What's the hurry? This is our territory. Where can their little bugs jump to?

Besides, working in a residential house will attract the attention of the outside world, which is not conducive to building the image of a safe and livable city.

Anyway, their goal must be the Golden Hoop Emperor Coffin, how good would it be to wait here for them to deliver it to the door? "

Baofu certainly wouldn't refute Fang Yang's opinion: "It's all up to the master."

Fang Yang was very upset with Baofu's set of things: "I told you a long time ago that we are together and we should be brothers. When can you not call me the master?"

Baofu nodded and agreed, "I will pay attention, Master."

"Forget I'm afraid of you!" Fang Yang gave up the idea of ​​persuasion: "I'll get some wine and food, and have a good drink with you."

Yangming Hotel is opened in his own home. Isn’t it trivial to order wine and food? Fang Yang made a call and directly sent the dining car to the two tables waiting for the banquet!

Putting the banquet in the secret room, Fang Yang knew that Baofu could drink. Twenty jars and ten catties of old wine were neatly placed under the wall.

I wanted to call Duan Qi just over, but I was worried that he would feel awkward with Baofu, so I didn't get rid of it, but let the Baiyan Taoist come and have fun.

After not seeing it for a while, Fang Yang found that the strength of the Taoist with Hundred Eyes had reached the late stage of the profound stage Dzogchen, and he couldn't help being surprised:

"Hundred eyes, what kind of panacea have you taken? How come your strength has increased so quickly? The last time we met, we just reached the late stage of the profound stage, right?"

Hundred-eyed Taoist’s originally pale face was faintly filled with a red light of excitement: "Thanks to the reward of spiritual blood from His Majesty the Corpse Emperor, I can break through the bottleneck!"

Fang Yang suddenly realized: "No wonder you always ask to return to Baofu! It turns out that there is such a good thing! But does it have no effect on Baofu?"

Baofu said: "The master can rest assured that giving him a drop of blood in a month still has no effect on me."

Fang Yang raised his wine glass: "Then I'm relieved, come, we haven't sat down together to get together.

Since you followed me, you have exerted a lot of effort and suffered a lot. Although I don't say it, it doesn't mean I don't know! This glass of wine, to you two! dry! "

"This is what we should do!" Baofu and Baiyan Taoist also raised their files quickly and toasted together.

The three of them chatted casually, but the Taoist with a hundred eyes had the most words. It is no wonder that Baofu has slept for thousands of years, and has only just contacted the current society.

Fang Yang also became a monk half-way through his own business and circle, and his scope was limited. However, the Taoist with hundred eyes, because of the drag of the sect, often wandering around, so the experience is the most abundant.

While chatting, Baiyan Taoist talked about an experience in the source of the Yellow River: "People who have never been there will never imagine how it feels like.

And there are many legends in that sacred land. It is said that a heavenly soldier went down to bless the mortal world. Some people can also pick up precious antiques by the river! "

Fang Yang's eyes lit up: "You mean you can pick it up by the river? Really?"

"Of course it's true!" The Taoist Baiyan was also a little bit drunk: "I also picked up a hip flask. I went to find someone to see it and said it was Persia and sold for 20,000."

Fang Yang asked, "Then can you remember where you found the jug?"

"This..." Taoist Hundred Eyes scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's been too long, and I was chased and killed at the time, and I don't know where to escape!

But it seems that I heard the local herdsmen talk about Death Valley, and it should be not far away. Why, you want to pick up treasures too? It also depends on luck, and it is not always possible to pick it up. "

Fang Yang drank a sip: "What if my good fortune is in danger and I find a big treasure?"

The Hundred Eyes Taoist looked at Fang Yang strangely: "Hey, do you also know the rumors of the treasure of the heavenly soldiers? But it has been circulating for hundreds of years, and no one has actually found it."