ps: I'm sorry, I found out that the last two chapters were banned, and I'll take the time to change them tomorrow. … The top novel, alas, gave an ultimatum.

Outside the door, it was a hot summer, and the grass was wilting and drooping its head.

Although the door was open, it was very cool inside. Compared with the outside of the door, it is simply two heavens of ice and fire.

At this time, Wu Shan was shocked to discover that the monk in front of him was also a cultivator.

From Qing Fengzi, he learned that the cultivation of these people was very opportunistic, using an inexplicable way to obtain the faith of the common people, and then bless himself with these powers.

Of course, Qing Fengzi didn't describe it in great detail, because he didn't have that kind of cultivation experience after all.

suppressed the anxiety in his heart, because Wushan knew very well that the old monk who didn't know how old he had lived was better than himself in his skills.

He just glanced casually at the shrine, wondering where the creepy feeling had come from at first.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, like I smell" Zumba recited the sutra indistinctly in his mouth, selling Guanzi at a critical moment.

You are paralyzed! Wushan couldn't help but curse in his heart, isn't it just to be patient with Lao Tzu? Have! When I was a small soldier in the mountain brigade, I once lay motionless in one place for two or three days.

It's not like just the north here, even if there is a grassland, it will be cool and breezy at any time.

In the southern border, if you lurk for a while, there will be all kinds of mosquitoes to bite you, and rubbing some tree sap will not work very well.

Therefore, Wushan meditated on the spot, trying to visualize the mountain in his heart, and he always felt that when he made a move, the momentum was not enough.

"Donor. Presumably you are a Chinese character. Zumba finally couldn't help it: "I brought you here today just to remind you. Be sure to watch out for Sam Man! ”

Hearing this, Wushan no longer had any doubts. The great monk in front of him must be higher than his own skills.

Usually, if you are inadvertent, you can also put your perception at such a distance.

Unless someone from the Chinese side reported to the monk, it was impossible for him to know that he and the others were the vanguard of the army, and they were specially stationed to solve all problems.

As the so-called old age becomes a refinement, he must know China's actions over the years.

And the decline of Soviet Russia has led to the sharp withering of Mongolia, if the squadron does not take advantage of the golden opportunity to make a down payment to Mongolia. That can't be said.

As for going there, I don't think it's the same as my own level.

Ears can hear the good men and women who came to offer incense, Wushan couldn't help but wonder, is it not that all the believers have been changed by the monks who have entered the innate stage?

This thought flashed through him, and it was none of his business anyway.

Looking at his appearance, after all, he has not entered the Jindan period, and he has calculated unintentionally. It's not a big deal to lure yourself in, and it's not a big deal to think about it.

But what does he mean, Sam?

"Thanks for the reminder!" Wushan doesn't care about the bald heads, the monks don't speak, you like to talk about it or not.

He stood up. Gesture to go.

"Donor, slow!" Zumba finally couldn't hold it back and stopped pretending to be a ghost: "Over the years, I don't know what the country's top leaders think. Soviet Russia helped us to restore our country. There's nothing wrong with relying on them. ”

"After Genghis Khan, Hanmeng is a family. Even if we go back to China, it will be acceptable. ”

"But. How can they collude with Sam? It was a race that ate people and did not spit out bones, and it was itself a mongrel of people from all over the world. ”

Hearing this, Wu Shan quickly understood that the old monk was just a supporter of a faction.

But it is clear that the faction he supported lost the power struggle. As for the new government, it doesn't seem inconceivable that they are colluding with Sam.

With a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, China and the Soviet Russians are both evil neighbors in the eyes of the Mongols.

For this reason, they want to borrow the power of Sam to let everyone fight each other, and the group of characters behind him can also sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and make a comeback.

Because Mongolia is landlocked, neither China nor Soviet Russia can allow a large number of Sam people to enter here from their own territory, and the number of people who come is certainly not large.

What's more, to get a large number of lethal weapons to be sent to Mongolia on the territory of China or Soviet Russia is nothing more than a fool's dream.

Seeing that Wushan was really leaving, Zumba had no choice but to say goodbye: "Donor, there is a layman who wants to see you." ”

Hehe, you can't help it? He couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

I don't know how the old monk informed him, maybe it was a rumor about the soul, anyway, in less than two minutes, an old Mongolian man appeared in the meditation room.

"Ginger? Bad Monch? Wu Shan couldn't help but stare at it, and only recognized it when he saw the person taking a closer look.

Last year's so-called revolution in Mongolia put forward an Ochillbart who was not from the Mongolian People's Revolutionary Party to power, and he was certainly not convinced, and it is estimated that many restorations have yielded no results, so he put his mind on himself and others, right?

"Talk slowly!" Zumba felt that he had never been so tired, and after the novices brought him stools and tea, he hurried away.

"I'm ashamed that we have always maintained close ties with Soviet Russia." Jiang Ba said bluntly: "I don't know much about Chinese, especially Chinese people. ”

"My surname is Wu." Wushan was also a little thirsty, drinking some rough milk tea, and the fishy smell was tangy.

It's not necessarily rough, looking at the incense in the temple is so good, Zumba is definitely not short of money.

It's just that their eating habits, compared with the Han people, are indeed much inferior.

"It's not a secret," Jiang Ba stiffened, "I arrived in Moscow after these people's bullshit revolution last year. There, I begged Comrade Gore to help our country. ”

"It's a pity that I didn't get the answer I deserved, but was reprimanded by the top brass of Soviet Russia."

"In their opinion, even China is reforming and opening up in the world, and Soviet Russia is also doing it, so there is no reason why our country should not engage in it."

"I am in favor of reform with both hands, and China's achievements are visible to the whole world."

"But it shouldn't. Why did Pensalema collude with Sam. ”

"The main thing is that he is not even a party member. To actually serve as the head of state of a socialist country is simply a ridiculous thing in the world. What do you think of our brothers in the domestic international? ”

Nima, who said the Mongols were straightforward? Wushan almost sprayed him in the face.

Just like this old boy, who wants to be a female cousin and wants to set up a chastity archway, ask for help, ask for help, and have to pull a lot of distant mountains and mountains, just say no, it's over?

"Comrade Bad Monkh, I feel so strange." Wu Shan didn't bother to go around in circles with him: "What do you think of our country?" Be your thug? Say your terms! ”

It would be better if it could be resolved peacefully, otherwise, it wouldn't seem like a big deal to kill a few people.

The entire country of Mongolia has just over 10,000 troops. It's all piled together, and a tank division comes up and crushes it.

The Mongolian steppe in summer is full of grazing people.

Under the sun, herdsmen braved the scorching heat and galloped on horseback on horseback.

In the shade of the pasture, a large group of herdsmen did not move, gathering lazily together and chattering.

Mongolia learned from Soviet Russia and practiced a farm system, similar to the production team or brigade before China's production was contracted to households.

If you want to count it by head. There are too few Mongols, and the population of a village is roughly the same as that of a Chinese production group, only one hundred and eight.

Last year's revolution spread to the upper echelons. Whether it is a change of office, it will have no impact on the people at the bottom.

They were noisy and shouting all day long, clamoring for reform. But the thunder is loud and the rain is small, until now. It's just a slogan.

At least, all the means of production and means of subsistence. It's all in the hands of the state.

The herders herd their cattle and sheep every day, but if they want to eat meat, they have to report it layer by layer. The chairman of a village is not yet qualified for approval.

Two snow-white horses walked side by side, and the people on horseback were obviously blond and blue-eyed.

One of them had a telescope in his hand and watched as people kept speeding across the grassland.

"John, look at the, it's not the first day you came, you take it every day as soon as you go out, do you want to tell everyone that we Sams are here?" The other wears a wicker straw hat with a grass ring around the side.

"White, did you say that this group of natives is not tired when they ride horses all day and run around in the sun?" John took out the kettle and took a pleasant sip, reaching out to wipe the water from his mouth.

"It's my business if I'm tired or not!" White said angrily: "I just have nothing to and learn from Western cowboys, so I have to volunteer to train new recruits." ”

"Man, this is the mission of the military department." John sneered: "Let's train the cavalry?" I'm sorry, but my butt still hurts and it was blistered for the first two days. ”

"I rubbed it, I thought you kid was an iron man." White felt a glimmer of joy in his heart.

People are like this, when they are unlucky, they complain about others.

And seeing that other people's situation is similar to their own, they feel a lot better.

"I'm not an iron man!" John said solemnly: "Brother, we can not listen to the words of the military department. As a member of the CIA, we can do whatever we want. ”

"When we are not in physical danger, we have to complete the tasks assigned to us by the above."

As he spoke, he poured another sip of water: "This bad weather, I swear, I will never come to this ghost place again in the future." By the way, the Mongolian girl has a big butt and is very cool! ”

"Didn't the one you just did last time have a big belly? What happened? White suddenly got up: "I'm ready to change again, this fucking woman can't let go at all!" ”

"I don't want to keep a seed here," John shrugged, "Hurry up, Mr. Ambassador is coming to inspect it." Well, their president and prime minister are coming to parade. ”

"Parade?" White whipped off his horse's butt with the horsewhip: "These natives are so funny, the whole country has gathered a company of soldiers and horses." Grandma's, it's been half a year, and now I pee when I go out! ”

"Take your time, man," John sighed, "Is there something wrong with the company commander we chose?" Can't even develop such a simple habit of life? ”

"Do you want to be replaced?" White glanced at it, but unfortunately no one saw his white eyes: "The whole company has been going to school for a few days with the whole soldier, and you want to change an illiterate commander to be the commander?" ”

"What did you say?" John picked up the speed of his horse noticeably, and the wind was whistling and he didn't hear clearly.

I said, "I'm not done." He planted himself from his horse: "Ouch, damn it. Help me! ”

"! Sigh! John jumped nimbly off his horse: "Dude, how are you?" Damn it. It's a good thing the horse didn't keep running, otherwise you'd be dead! ”

He hurriedly ran back and helped White up: "Is the bone head broken?" Can you still walk? ”

"No, man, you slow down, that's all, great, hop on one foot. Huh. By the way, this foot is lightly on the ground, slow down, okay! ”

Fortunately, it only scratched a little skin and didn't hurt the bones.

It has to be said that the people of the CIA, at the beginning of their joining, carried out a series of devil training. It's still working.

If you don't exercise regularly, you might break a bone if you fall off a horse.

After this episode, the two of them were obviously much more cautious, and slowly walked towards a new military camp in the northeast of Ulaanbaatar.

Mongolia is indeed a little too poor. Electric fans, which are used all over China, have become a luxury for them in the summer.

Even government agencies, there are very few people who pretend to be this thing. It's not that you can't afford it, it's that you can't use it.

Mongolia except pastures. Resource-poor, limited coal resources. You need to cook in the summer, and you have to burn the kang in the winter. There are one or two thermal power plants in the country, but the power is quite tight.

However, in the president's office, there is naturally still an electric fan, but it has long been removed and replaced with an air conditioner for more than a year.

Sam's ambassador to Mongolia, Lefour, stared at the words "made, in, China" on the air conditioner chassis with gray eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

As for the Chinese characters, he did not know them.

Those difficult words, I learned one of the simplest ones in college earlier, as if it was a pronunciation or something, anyway, it was a straight and horizontal.

It is no exaggeration to say that last year's revolution in Mongolia was caused by him.

His original intention was to keep the Russians and Chinese busy.

I didn't expect that the Mongols were so kind, so why didn't they fight? Didn't their ancestors initiate the Yellow Peril? Where did that energy go?

Seeing the president coming out of the room, Lefort had a smile on his face again: "I said friend, does our country want a whole mobile phone or something?" It was convenient to take a phone call. ”

"Cell phone?" Ochirbart thought he was making fun of himself for answering a woman's phone, but he couldn't help but feel relieved: "That thing needs electricity, right?" Probably we are short on power. ”

As he spoke, he kept shaking his head.

"Well, but you need electricity." Lefort's gray eyes rolled: "However, it is with batteries." ”

He patted his head, didn't the phone have to be charged when it ran out of battery? I don't think I said it.

After a while, the car of the two drove down the street.

Looking at Sukhbaatar Square, Lefort's heart became troubled for no reason.

Obviously, the style of the whole square is completely based on the square of the country to the south, except that the monument to the people's heroes is replaced by this Sukhbaatar on horseback.

Didn't you Mongols make him a hero? Didn't he lead you to drive the Chinese away? Why do you have to design according to the Chinese architectural style?

Several times, he wanted to ask, but he couldn't help it.

When this square was built, it is estimated that the Mr. President next to him was a child, and he knew what a fart.

Originally, the boot camp was on a shady hillside.

But the embassy attaché John believed that as a qualified soldier, one should not be afraid of the scorching heat of summer and the bitter cold of winter.

Such a person is not worthy of being a soldier at all.

The afternoon sun was listless.

Even the arrival of Ambassador Sam and the President of Mongolia did not bring much spirit to the recruits.

The most soldier-like ones were their trainers, Major John and Lieutenant White.

"How's it going, Ambassador?" Ochirbart looked at the soldier in front of him and couldn't help but be proud.

In Mongolia, where the military is weak, if you have a gun in your hand, you can speak a little louder.

Lefort didn't know how to answer, did he tell him that the soldiers didn't even have a basic formation?

"Mr. Watt," John came out with a military salute, "to tell you the truth, White and I have done our best. These recruits are dumber than donkeys. ”

"Well, you see, when our lieutenant was teaching them today, he was so angry that he was ready to demonstrate how to shoot right away. You know, we don't ride horses. ”

"How's it going, did it break?" Lefort became nervous: "Do you need to go to the hospital?" ”

"Thank you, Mr. Watt, for your concern!" White limped up: "We're proud brave Sam people, and it doesn't matter if it's a little hurt." ”

On the other hand, Ochirbat's eyes were red, and he turned his head and said, "Friend, I want to apply for a direct route from Ulaanbaatar to your west coast." ”

"That way, the weapons can be flown in!" (To be continued......)