"Little Master Jinghui, why did you think about going to this place where birds don't to practice Buddhism?"

Li Changqing walked on the road, holding a parasol in his hand to help Tang Xiaoyu on the side block the sun.

Jinghui followed behind Li Changqing, clasped her hands together, and said: "In this mountain and forest, there is no earthly trouble, it is pure and leisurely, and it is very suitable for forging Buddha roots." ”

Bai Man liked the environment in the forest very much at this time, and said: "This place is sparsely populated, it is indeed very comfortable, if you retire from the Investigation Bureau in the future, you can come here to find a place with a good scenery to live and rest." ”

Hu Dinglong, who was behind her, said: "Our Investigation Bureau, is there any talk of retirement?" ”

Bai Manleng paused for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Then there is a chance to resign in the future." ”

It is true that there is no talk of retirement in the Bureau of Investigation.

After all, these masters in the Investigation Bureau, with the accumulation of age and the growth of cultivation, their strength will become stronger and stronger.

Over the years, no one has ever retired from the Bureau of Investigation.

Ninety-nine percent of the people died in the mission.

However, people like Bai Man, Hu Dinglong, and Chen Cheng will not have an opinion because of this, after all, they were already prepared for this when they joined the Investigation Bureau.

The path in the dense forest is difficult to walk, and the speed of travel is not fast.

Of course, this is because of the Yuanyang with me.

If it weren't for the need to take Yuanyang with them, this group of masters in this mountain forest would almost be like walking on the ground, but there is no way to be done now.

As the days passed, they hurried each day under the guidance of Jinghui, and then found a suitable place to camp and rest before the sun was about to set.

I have to say that Dong Tianming is indeed very thoughtful, and these many federal soldiers may not be of much help in dealing with ferocious beasts.

But at night, they are on duty, and there is no need for Li Changqing and others to spend energy.

Soon, half a month passed.

Their group has also gone deep into the mountains and forests.

"Here!"

At noon that day, as everyone was about to settle down in a place to rest, a Federation soldier shouted.

When they came up to see it, it was a rough arrow, nailed to a tree.

"It should be an arrow left by the Sanmiao people hunting." Jinghui said: "We should not be far from the Sanmiao tribe. ”

On the way, everyone also learned some things about the Sanmiao people from Jinghui's mouth.

It is said that these three Miao people believe in a god called the witch god, and the entire tribe is basically secluded in the mountains.

For thousands of years, it has maintained the appearance of a tribe and rarely changes.

"Keep going, you should meet soon." Li Changqing said after examining the arrows.

The group got up and continued to walk forward, and after walking for long, a Federation soldier who was opening the way in front of them suddenly let out a scream.

A large net on the ground hung the soldier, and there were instantaneous traps around it, and arrows continued to shoot at the soldier from the trees on both sides.

"Help!"

Li Changqing snorted, rushed forward, the Changhong sword in his hand, one sword cut the rope net, grabbed the soldier, and cut down the two arrows.

In the end, Li Changqing carried the soldier and fell, and the arrow also fell to the ground.

"It's okay." Li Changqing said.

Bai Man went to the bushes on both sides to check it, and quickly walked over: "It's a primitive mechanism, no one exists. ”

Probably because the trap was triggered, at this time, in front of the forest, a large number of footsteps were heard.

Soon, dozens of Sanmiao people wearing blue cloth clothes with patterns painted on their faces appeared.

Armed with knives, guns and weapons, they stared warily at their group of outsiders.

"What people!"

The man standing at the front was in strong build, and he was obviously the leader of this group of Sanmiao people.

This person's voice was slightly surprised by the Suzaku Federation, but he could barely understand it.

"Jin Gengzhu."

Jinghui knew this person, moved forward quickly, clasped his hands together and said, "Long time no see." ”

"Master Jinghui." Jin Gengzhu saw Jinghui, but he raised his hand and asked his subordinates not to attack first.

"Master Jinghui has been gone for almost a year, why did he suddenly come back." Jin Gengzhu asked politely.

Jinghui pointed to Yuan Yang on the stretcher behind him and said, "I have a friend who is seriously injured and wants to come to the Sanmiao clan to see if you can have a cure for him here." ”

Hearing this, Jin Gengzhu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Master Jinghui, wait a minute, I have to ask the patriarch to see what the patriarch means, and then I can decide whether to take you into the Miao capital." ”

After saying that, Jin Gengzhu quickly left, leaving many of his men to guard them.

Li Changqing asked in a low voice, "It seems that he is quite polite to you?" ”

Jinghui nodded slightly, and said: "When I first met them, it was also this Jin Gengzhu who led the team, and when I arrived, I brought some things from the outside world on my body, but they didn't have them here." ”

"Then I offered it to their old patriarch, and this was in exchange for their friendship."

Hearing this, Li Changqing nodded slightly, but then said, "I just don't know if Yuanyang's injury can be healed here." ”

That's a problem.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to run for nothing.

Jinghui said: "The situation of this Yuanyang benefactor is different, with his strength and physical trauma, it should not make him stunned for so long. ”

"I'm afraid there is another reason why he has been in a coma for so long."

"In this regard, the witch doctor of the Sanmiao clan must be good at it."

The two of them chatted, and after a long time, Jin Gengzhu came from a distance again, and he put his right hand into his chest: "The old patriarch said that Master Jinghui is the honored guest of our Sanmiao clan, and your friend is our friend." ”

"Please!"

After speaking, Jin Gengzhu and the others led the way in front, and everyone went in the direction of Miaodu.

At first, Li Changqing didn't understand why this place was called Miao Capital.

But after seeing this huge city, he understood.

This is not a modern city, but an ancient city.

But it is extremely large, the house is not high, and the tallest is only a small three-story building, but it is too big.

I'm afraid that the number of people who live there must be three or four hundred thousand.

You know, this is not a modern city.

Modern cities, with all kinds of high-rise buildings and houses, and a population of 340,000, can only be regarded as small county seats.

But there aren't any tall buildings here.

Around Miaodu, there is an extremely high wall.

There are three Miao warriors guarding all around.

The group came to the entrance of the Sanmiao tribe, which was a five-meter-high iron gate.

"Such a high wall, such a strong iron gate." Li Changqing was a little surprised and asked, "What is this used for?" ”

I'm afraid this scale is not used to defend against ordinary beasts.