By the time Beard and I had rushed up the hill with all our might, I found that Lao Ba and the Yaksha mercenaries had already run towards the woods north of the temple.

At the entrance of the temple, there was a monk standing in a daze with a broom in his hand.

I guess Lao Ba and Yaksha have already asked where the location of the Hanging Buddha is, and they are rushing there without delay.

I didn't rush after him, I pointed to the monk, and we ran to the monk first.

After a few days of life in the temple, we are familiar with the monks here, and except for the night when we sneaked into the temple, we have also been polite to the monks these days, and we get along very happily, so when the monk saw me and the beard, he did not show disgust.

We didn't have time to be polite or greet him, so I went straight to the point, gasping and asking him, "Where is the little hanging Buddha?"

The monk scratched his head with a stunned posture. He was originally bald, and when he scratched it like this, he got red roads on it.

The monk replied first, and it was very detailed, and according to the general meaning of what he said, we ran up three miles from the north to see the view.

The monk then added, "The terrain is difficult and the environment is very harsh. ”

Beard and I ignored him, and Beard asked, "Is there a rope in the temple? ”

The monk pointed back and said that there was a corner next to the temple gate.

He changed the subject again, trying to persuade the two of us, which meant that the place where the Buddha was hanging was really dangerous, but when he just spoke, Hu Zi and I had already bypassed him and ran towards the temple gate together.

When we rushed into the temple gate, we saw the bundle of rope at a glance.

If you want me to see, this rope is very thick and suitable, and if this bundle is fully unfolded, it can be more than ten meters long.

The beard muttered, "Beautiful!" and he rushed to the rope first.

I guess the beard is the same as I thought, and the reason why we need rope is because we want to use the rope to connect our bodies for a while.

But then again, more than ten meters of rope, that's a bit too long. Since we don't need that much, we shouldn't take more, otherwise it will be a burden.

I reminded the beard, and the beard answered, and he was really polite, and after gesturing at the bundle of rope, he lifted another piece of rope, opened his mouth and bit it up.

The teeth of the beard are specially inlaid later, and they are quite strong and sharp. I thought he would be able to get out of the horse and bite the rope off in a few clicks.

Who knew that the beard gnawed for more than ten seconds in a row, and finally with a click, the beard's face was tense, and he rubbed his cheeks in pain, and then he barely bit off the rope.

I felt that something was wrong, so I asked more.

The beard replied, "Damn, I don't know what's going on, my teeth are not as good as before." ”

I was reminded of what the scientists did to his teeth when the beard was modified at the water base.

I couldn't dwell on these things now, so I went with my beard again, and tied the rope in a loop, and the beard straddled it diagonally over my shoulder.

Without much delay, we turned around and rushed out again,

In less than two minutes, the monk was cleaning with a broom, and when he saw the two of us, he shouted a few words from afar, but I and Hu still didn't have time to pay attention to him.

The next three miles of road does not sound long, but when we really walk, we have suffered a lot.

In some places, the slope is more than 60 degrees, and the slope is still soft and loose. Beard and I accidentally got on the slide.

It must have been a quarter of an hour before we stumbled and finished the journey.

We came to the foot of a hill again. At first glance, it sounds a bit contradictory, because we are now on the mountain, so how can we say that we are at the foot of the mountain? But Tushan is so strange.

There are many branches on this mountain, especially near the top of the mountain, and the one in front of us is the largest of them, as if there is a deformed little finger on the finger of man, to put it simply.

The hill is not too high, a hundred meters long, but it is steep, surrounded by cliffs, and on its summit there is a stone Buddha statue.

I looked at it and guessed that the little Buddha was only ten meters eight meters high, and it was sitting cross-legged, sitting on a stone lotus platform. There is also a small platform underneath this lotus platform.

This small platform is not big, it is estimated that it can have the size of a large tiled house, and I don't know for a while whether this platform is naturally formed or chiseled out by someone with an acquired axe.

And on the small platform, there were two people lying at the moment. The two of them were obviously dizzy, they were tied, and they were both close to the lotus platform, probably tied to the lotus platform. But there is no shadow of the Killing Buddha, it is estimated that he is hiding.

To be honest, I was stunned by this strange scene, and I looked down and found Lao Ba and Yaksha.

They're all climbing the cliff right now. Lao Ba was a little faster, carrying a sniper rifle on his back, the guitar case was gone, and he was now forty or fifty meters below the ground, with Yaksha and the others behind.

Yaksha originally lost his thumb, and it was supposed that he wouldn't be able to climb the cliff, but this kid had a trick, and he had been secretly keeping a back hand for himself before.

Now he had a ring on both of his wrists, which was so tight that it held his wrists tightly, and each of them had three small hooks on it.

Yaksha is now using these little hooks to climb cliffs.

With the hard work of the Yaksha, I praised him in my heart.

The beard was sometimes stunned and sometimes frowned, probably wondering what was going on in his heart, but after a few seconds of relief, he came back to his senses and looked at each other with me.

I estimated the time, and the Killing Buddha asked us to rush to the Hanging Buddha within an hour. Now that's half an hour less, we don't have much time left.

I said to the beard, "Are you afraid?"

Beard snorted, he didn't answer, but there was movement in his hand, he took the rope down and threw one end to me.

The two of us were busy with our own work, so I deliberately tied a twist knot and put it on like underwear.

The beard was more dead, and he followed the old routine and wrapped the rope around his waist. When he took a look at me, he couldn't help but curse, saying that your method is better!

But he didn't have time to rework. We kept our distance and climbed up together.

There was about three meters between me and my beard, and I have to complain that the cliff was not easy to climb.

There are very few convex rocks on it, so there are few places to borrow strength, but fortunately, there are also many plants growing on this cliff, mainly wild grasses and wild shrubs, and there are also sparse and sparse small trees, but these small trees are malnourished and not tall.

We ended up using a stupid trick to find a wild vegetation that was strong, so we reached out and dragged it.

Of course, taking me as an example, I must taste a product after I drag it up, and when I really think it's okay, I will move my center of gravity, otherwise if I miss, I will probably end up buried under the cliff.

I climbed like this for a while, and the walkie-talkie reacted.

Someone sang a few words with Asida and Nan Wu, and then he sneered and said to us, "A few of them are really trustworthy and righteous, and they are willing to risk their lives for the sake of their companions!"

I can also hear it, this is the voice of the killing Buddha.

I deliberately paused for a moment and looked up. I didn't find the Buddha of Killing. I cursed in my heart, and said that he was a shrunken king.

Lao Ba has always been very depressed, think about it, he was good at sniping, but again and again, he couldn't find a real target, and now he is acting as a pioneer.

With a sense of anger, Lao Ba answered a few words that damaged the killing Buddha.

But Lao Ba is not born to scold people, and these words are a little painless.

The Killing Buddha snorted again, but he didn't care.

I answered the question again, I wanted to know, after we go up, what will the Buddha do when we go up, and will he let people go?

The Killing Buddha guarded against this, he took out a look of avoiding it, and he said to the walkie-talkie, "You guys climb slowly first, I have prepared a big gift for you." After a pause, he added, "I am the closest person to the Buddha, so I have the final say on everything, and I have to follow my plan!

At first glance, this sounds a bit of a clue. But I savored the word "gift" in my heart.

I guess there was no good intention to kill the Buddha, he used the lives of those two mercenaries as bait to lure us over, just to kill us all.

I can't guess what this gift is, but I said in my heart that by putting this aside, we must not mess around, let alone allow the Killing Buddha to succeed in his so-called plan.

At this time, the killing Buddha changed the topic again and talked to us about Buddhism.

Most people are not interested in Buddhism because it is too boring. And now we are climbing the cliffs, and we are being distracted by Buddhism.

I knew that the killing Buddha didn't have any good calculations, and the beard also complained at this time, saying that it was annoying.

I suddenly had an idea, and I also remembered the previous scene, the killing Buddha seemed to be very angry, I scolded him for being a stupid Buddha once, and he was so angry that he immediately went crazy and hit me with a van......

Therefore, I said to the beard, "Brother, you once said that you have a good mouth, this time it is up to you, so scold him." ”

The beard looked at me in surprise. I looked down again at the walkie-talkie on my waist.

Beard understood, and then he grabbed a sturdy bush again, and he also picked up the walkie-talkie with one free hand.

He stuck the walkie-talkie on his chest again and turned on the intercom button.

The beard first snorted in a weird way, and said in a long tone, "Kill...... Bear...... Buddha!"

The Killing Buddha stopped chanting the Buddhist scriptures for a while, and asked the beard, "You called me?"

The beard snorted twice, and then he roared and scolded, "Who do you think you are when your grandmother breaks it? You still claim to be the Buddha, do you have that kind eyebrow and kind purpose? And you usually kill people or something, you always like to dress up so fashionably, you don't pee and take pictures, just how you look, like a piece of fucking shit, why do you say you are so stinky and beautiful, why are you so narcissistic?"

After a pause, the beard shouted again, "Didn't I say you, do you know Buddhism? When we recite Buddhist scriptures in front of us, funny, funny, you look at other people's abstinence from forcing Zen masters, they are virtuous and high-ranking monks, but they are still so low-key, and they call themselves poor monks." In addition, you always tell others that you are very good at martial arts, why don't I see it? When you kill people, what else will you do except put cold guns and beat stuffy sticks? Do you dare to stand up openly, let's have a good fight, a few small ones, it's not Lao Tzu who scares you, on heads-up, I can beat you out of the!"

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