"Keep going!" Tianjizi waved his hand, and everyone ran towards the goal again.

The most mysterious place in Central Asia. The road leading to this place is characterized by frequent geological activity, earthquakes, landslides, mudslides, and wet and rainy all year round.

They didn't expect the road to be so difficult, and the accident that had just happened was just the beginning of the journey.

A loud bang came from behind him from far and near.

Long Jingtian turned to look over, and there was a motorcycle whizzing over, and the people in the car were fully armed like a race car driver.

The motorcycle drove past Long Jingtian's side, and the puddle on the side of the road was splashed with dirty water.

"Hey, stop me. ”

Long Jingtian yelled at the motorcycle runner because her pants were splashed with a lot of mud. The motorcycle runner didn't seem to hear Long Jingtian's shout, and drove forward without looking back.

Zhang Zhenfeng was furious, ran a mountain bike and chased after him, and shouted: "Stop and apologize to Long Jingtian, otherwise you will be looking for teeth all over the ground!"

The motor of the motorcycle roared, and the sports car man couldn't hear Zhang Zhenfeng's shout at all. However, he saw through the rearview mirror that the knight was chasing after him with a long sword.

The motorcycle suddenly made a 180-degree turn in front of it and stopped. The sports car man took off his helmet and shouted at Zhang Zhenfeng: "Hey, what are you chasing me for?"

"Do you not know, or do you pretend not to know?" Zhang Zhenfeng asked, "You just splashed sewage on my Long Jingtian, and ran away without even saying an apology." ”

The motorcyclist got out of the car, and he shook the hair that covered his eyes, pretending to be chic. At this time, Long Jingtian also ran the car to catch up. He asked, "You're the stinky boy who ran the motorcycle just now?"

The young man running the motorcycle smelled his body, smiled and said, "It's smelly enough, I haven't taken a shower for many days." ”

Seeing that he was so funny, Long Jingtian's anger disappeared. "Hey, my name is Dayong, I accidentally splashed dirty water on you just now, and now I officially apologize to you!"

No one had ever dealt with Long Jingtian so politely, "My name is Long Jingtian, hello!" The two looked at each other and smiled.

"I like to be alone, known as the Lone Ranger. Dayong said, "Lone Ranger! Zhang Zhenfeng said with a little sarcasm.

Dayong was not angry, he buckled his helmet to his head and ran back on the motorcycle. "I'm going to be one step ahead, and I'll see you later!" he said, starting the motorcycle and speeding away.

Dayong galloped away on his motorcycle. Tianjizi came to the disciples with his disciples, "What's that person's name?"

"His name is Da Yong, and he's a lone ranger!" replied Long Sedum.

Tianjizi smiled slightly, "The chivalrous man who walks the world with a sword is amazing." ”。 He remembered the poem called "The Swordsman": Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried. Who has a grievance today?

Since he was a child, Zhang Zhenfeng has liked this poem full of righteousness, and thinks that his current self is just like what the poem says, fighting the world and presiding over justice.

The disciple followed tirelessly, and it had just rained heavily yesterday, and puddles of water had accumulated on the bumpy road. Zhang Zhenfeng turned around and shouted: "Hurry up, according to your current speed, you won't be able to arrive until the Year of the Monkey?"

"Zhang Zhenfeng, you slow down, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you have to use your strength slowly. Zhang Zhenfeng didn't seem to hear it, he was still twisting his body and running forward quickly.

"Be careful of the puddle in front!" Tianjizi saw that Zhang Zhenfeng was so excited, for fear that he would be happy and sad, and shouted in the back. Before Tianjizi's shout fell, I saw Zhang Zhenfeng suddenly disappear on the horizon.

"Zhang Zhenfeng!" Long Jingtian didn't know what was going on, and ran towards the front with a shout. When Long Jingtian rushed to the place where Zhang Zhenfeng disappeared, a guy covered in mud crawled out of the puddle.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" asked Long Jingtian as he looked at Zhang Zhenfeng's miserable appearance. Zhang Zhenfeng couldn't laugh or cry, he never thought that a small puddle in front of him would make him stumble.

"You're so presumptuous. Tianjizi hurriedly took out a towel and threw it to Zhang Zhenfeng, "The stagnant water on the road will fill the potholes, so we can't see the depth of it, so don't run into the puddles easily, otherwise this will be the result." ”

Long Jingtian asked: "Tianjizi, if the road is full of stagnant water, how should we pass?" "Then we must first find a wooden stick to test the depth before we can pass safely." After listening to Tianjizi's words, Zhang Zhenfeng and Long Jingtian knew. It turns out that even if you run on the road, you have so much knowledge.

Zhang Zhenfeng wiped the muddy water off his face, took out a clean piece of clothes from his backpack and changed into them, and prepared to set off again.

There are not many people on the way to Central Asia. The three of them were added, and the disciples became a scenery on the road to Central Asia.

Under the blue sky, tiny specks are embedded in the green screen. Sometimes the disciples ran to the front, sometimes they followed behind to catch their breath.

"Tianjizi, you see that there seem to be a few people in front of you. Zhang Zhenfeng stopped on the side of the road, one leg propped up on the ground, and pointed ahead.

Tianjizi looked in the direction indicated by Zhang Zhenfeng, and there were indeed two people walking on the road in the distance. Long Jingtian wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, then took off the kettle and drank the water in a big gulp.

"Tianjizi, there is a person in front of him who looks very strange, he seems to lie on the ground every time he takes a step. ”

Zhang Zhenfeng's attention was completely focused on the weirdo in front of him. Zhang Zhenfeng was surprised by these actions.

"Just look at it. Long Jingtian twisted the kettle and touched the disciple's head, "Let's go!"

Getting closer and closer to that strange man, Zhang Zhenfeng saw more and more clearly.

The strange man had to kneel on the ground with every step, kowtow to the ground, and then extend his hands forward, and his whole body lay on the ground. This set of movements is repeated over and over again, as if full of magical magic.

"Zhang Zhenfeng, is this the legendary five-body throwing to the ground?" asked Long Jingtian in a low voice. Zhang Zhenfeng nodded, "I've only heard of it before, but it's the first time I've seen it today." I don't know who he admires so much, to the point of throwing himself to the ground. ”

As they spoke, they had already run to the kowtower's side. The brother and sister couldn't help but slow down and take a closer look at the man.

I saw that this person was wearing traditional clothes, and the long robe was covered with oil stains and sludge, and the original color could no longer be seen.

He had no hat on his head, and although only the side of his face could be seen, his cheeks could be clearly seen to be tanned reddish-brown. The exposed skin was almost as dirty as their clothes, so dirty that they couldn't be seen from the original.

Zhang Zhenfeng glanced at Long Jing Angel and whispered, "Is he a beggar?" ”

Long Jingtian also felt that this person was strange and pitiful, so he took out the dry food he carried with him from his bag and wanted to hand it to this person, but he was a little afraid and didn't dare to come forward.

Zhang Zhenfeng snatched the dry food from Long Jingtian's hand and ran over. "Hey, I've got food here, give it to you!" he shouted at the man.

As if he hadn't heard, the strange man still knelt reverently on the ground, then lay down, and got up again. Never tired of repeating his movements.

Zhang Zhenfeng thought to himself that he was obviously a beggar, and he made it so high, could it be that "people with lofty ideals do not drink the water of the stolen spring, and the incorruptible do not receive food from the stolen springs." ”

He lowered his voice and said very politely: "Hello, don't kowtow so hard, I have food here, I'll give you some to eat!"

Zhang Zhenfeng's gentle tone really worked, and the man slowly raised his head and smiled at him. "Thank you! I'm not a beggar, keep the food for yourselves. ”

The strange man's words made Zhang Zhenfeng feel uncomfortable. Originally, he kindly offered them dry food to eat, but was ruthlessly refused, and he felt disgraced.

"You're not a beggar, so what are you doing so much kowtowing?" Zhang Zhenfeng was anxious to find out the truth, so he asked bluntly.

The strange man still didn't answer, just kept lying on the ground and kowtowing, and then stood up and kowtowed again. Zhang Zhenfeng looked back at Tianjizi helplessly. Tianjizi shrugged, meaning that he hoped that Zhang Zhenfeng would find the answer by himself.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the ground, and it still exudes heat that is difficult to fade away. Between the vast meadows, this is the only path that is passable.

The herders herded their cattle and began to return to their homes. But the strange man had no intention of stopping, and his head was pounding so persistently, as if a mysterious force was pulling him.

"Let's go ahead and find a place where we can spend the night, right?" Tianjizi urged as he looked at the sky that was gradually becoming gray.

Zhang Zhenfeng and Long Jingtian had no choice but to follow Tianjizi on the road, but they were still thinking about that strange man in their hearts, and they couldn't understand what he was doing.

Since it had just rained yesterday, they had to choose a place on higher ground. The reason for this is that there is no water on the ground, and if it rains again at night, the tent will not be flooded.

Tianjizi led his disciples to a high post in a meadow, and it must be a beautiful thing to fall asleep smelling the aroma of grass.

Setting up tents is already a familiar road for the disciples. The Chinese people buried themselves in their work, but they didn't notice where Tianjizi had gone.

Long Jingtian raised her head, and there was no trace of Tianjizi, and she was a little scared. In this place where there is no village and no store, there is no Tianjizi's presence, and I always feel unsure.

"Tianjizi! Tianjizi!" the two people looked into the distance and shouted at the top of their voices. The sky became darker, and Tianjizi's figure became even more difficult to find. Zhang Zhenfeng and Long Jingtian began to feel uneasy. But just when they didn't know what to do, Tianjizi suddenly appeared from behind.

Zhang Zhenfeng didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on a bag in Tianjizi's hand, which seemed to contain something.

"What's in here?" Zhang Zhenfeng said, reaching out and touching it. "It's poop in here!" As soon as Tianjizi's words came out, Zhang Zhenfeng retracted his hand as if he had really touched the stool.