Jianye has become a wasteland, and it took three days and three nights for the surging river to fill in this wasteland. It's just that after that, there is no Jianye City here, and it is replaced by Jianye Lake.

Time can smooth all waves, and no matter what earth-shattering events have happened in this land, they have now become a mirror reflecting the sky.

"Wow!"

Today, the mirror was broken, and a figure broke through the lake, and countless droplets of water trickled down from him, as if in the next rainstorm.

"When you come out, you will get wet, and you will have a sign. Mo Xie shook off the water on his body and muttered.

After paying the liquidated damages, the Holy Book happily returns him to the present world, and at the same time, an overwhelming advertising bombardment starts in his mind.

There is no other reason, the points obtained from selling the net bottle still have a surplus after paying the liquidated damages, and the "Holy Scripture" is greedy.

"The Holy Scripture" is greedy, but Mo Xie is not greedy at all, in the face of overwhelming promotional advertisements, Mo Xie chose to ignore and be silent, the only consumption behavior he made was only to redeem the repair business that had been reduced in price to less than 500 points.

There are still more than 90,000 points left in his pocket, if this point is regarded as the result obtained from this mission world, the result of this time in Mo Xie's career can be called fruitful, but Mo Xie feels aggrieved.

Of course, I was aggrieved, and it was obviously "Feng Xifan" who was the top bag, but when I arrived at the place, I realized that it was actually "Little White Dragon" who was top the bag.

Without the slightest defense, I was caught off guard.

However, people can't blame the society, similar truths Mo Xie has long been familiar with, and the reason why he feels aggrieved is based on his own weakness.

Fighting all his strength and using all kinds of means (in fact, he didn't) can only take the monkey's stick, and he feels like a little demon who appears in "Journey to the West" with no more than 100 words.

The self-confidence he had built up after abusing a group of cultivators collapsed again, and it turned out that he was still a small ant, and a monkey was just a slightly stronger ant.

He looked at the sky, and there was no blue sky, except for a crescent moon hanging on the horizon.

"I'm going to be stronger. ”

After Lin Ming disappeared, Mo Ye lost his motivation to become stronger for a while.

If you can't go home, you will be invincible abroad, and the country will die.

This is true for the country, and it is also true for the people.

"Holy Scripture, I want to reserve the right to enter the world of this mission, how much is it, make a price. "Mo Evil Dao.

"A hundred points is enough. The Holy Book says.

"Redeem. "Mo Ye is very simple.

A golden card appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"What is this?" the card depicts a bitter and hateful face.

"Tear it open and you'll be in the quest world. The Holy Book says.

"And then the owner of this face?" Mo Xie snorted coldly, "Good calculation." Am I going to have to wait to spend money to come back?"

"Huh. The voice of the "Holy Scripture" quickly faded away, and only countless promotional advertisements were still bombarded.

Mo Xie sighed and quickly rushed into the air.

The road idiot is about to start looking for the way.

……

"He's back. ”

The green military coat replaced the original thin monk's robe, and Monk Lichen was sitting in the body of a truck at the moment, with a full twenty soldiers sitting here.

"Master, what are you talking about, who's coming back?" Zhang Lingshu was sitting opposite Monk Chen, looking down at the map, and when he heard this, he immediately put away the map and sat next to Monk Chen.

For this strange but somewhat unfathomable monk Zhang Lingshu has three points of admiration in his heart, and the relationship between modern military body boxing and Shaolin martial arts makes him have a congenital closeness to the monk.

"It's nothing, I mean, at the current pace, it shouldn't take more than two days to reach Jianye, right?" said Monk Lichen changed the subject.

"I'm afraid not, according to reliable information, all the traffic arteries near Jianye have been destroyed, and we may have to get off the bus and walk after a while. Zhang Lingshu said, "Master, can your body withstand it?"

"If you can eat it, why can't you eat it?" said the dust monk patted his chest to show that he was strong.

"Have you had a supper?" A sleepy-eyed soldier in the car jumped up violently, and the excessive range of movement not only knocked a soldier next to him to the ground, but also knocked a hole in the green cloth canopy propped up on the body.

The cold wind rushed in, blowing the reckless man's face from red to white.

Looking out from the breach, the strange rocks and dead trees in the mountains are rapidly retreating, and the green cars on the winding mountain road are tossing and turning like long snakes, and the dust monk is not the first or the last.

What kind of scenery will you have when you climb over this mountain?

Everyone was expecting, but no one was sure.

The world has changed, and the troops to which this convoy belongs have already retreated south, but after receiving the news from Zhang Lingshu through the transmitter, they immediately turned back, and some of the personnel followed Zhang Lingshu and Monk Lichen to Jianye, while the other part of them moved towards the coordinate point left by Zhang Lingshu.

Heavy fire on both sides.

They're going to do a big thing.

"Amitabha!" Monk Lichen threw his robe to the soldier who was still standing, "Use this to plug the hole temporarily, the weather is strangely cold." ”

The weather was not only cold, but also thick dark clouds in the sky, and Zhang Lingshu, who was familiar with geography, knew that it would snow in at most two hours.

Marching in the snow is a test even for veterans.

"Hey, let's get to!" Zhang Lingshu stood up, and he climbed into the cab through the back window of the truck, "Give me the flag." ”

The driver glared at Zhang Lingshu angrily through the rearview mirror, and the soldier in the passenger seat took out two flags, one white and one red, and handed them to Zhang Lingshu.

Zhang Lingshu opened the skylight and leaned out half of his body.

"Phew!" he fired a shot into the sky and then began to wave the flag, and after a flurry of dances, he retreated back into the cab.

"Thank you. Zhang Lingshu returned the flag and returned to the body.

"Attention all departments and gates! Attention all departments and doors! All speed up and strive to climb the mountain within an hour! Strive to cross the mountain within an hour!" Zhang Lingshu had just sat down when someone outside shouted with a megaphone.

"!" came out of the cab.

"One hour? Beware of accidents. "The dust monk said.

"Then you have to bother the master to help pray for a blessing or two. Zhang Lingshu said.

The monk closed his eyes and began to turn the rosary and chant the Buddhist scriptures silently, and there were no extra human voices under the canopy.