Chapter Twenty-Six: The Savage Walks in the Mountains

The road in Myanmar is really poor, more than ten hours of driving bumpy, Lin Xiao's ass has been numb under thousands of slaps.

vomited almost a dozen times along the way, and when Lin Xiao got out of the car, his legs were weak directly, but fortunately he was supported by Chen.

There are only two words in the eyes of the bus driver: cowardice!

Vomiting is a very uncomfortable experience, uncontrolled, searching the intestines and scraping the stomach, and you have to vomit water before you stop.

Vomiting is a complete devotion.

Savage Mountain is located in the north of Myanmar, a primeval forest north of Myitkyina, bordered by the Himalayas to the north.

The savage mountains are densely forested, full of miasma, and jackals are rampant, which is not suitable for modern people to live. However, no matter how harsh the environment is, there are human footprints.

In the mountainous areas, there are still some barbarian groups left by ancient times, who are poorly clothed, drink blood, and live a primitive savage life. This is also the origin of Savage Mountain.

Savage Mountain, where the devil lives.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, tens of thousands of people from the 96th and new 22nd Divisions of the Chinese Expeditionary Force and the 5th Army crossed the Savage Mountains to reach western Yunnan, losing more than half of them.

The entire Chinese Expeditionary Force entered Burma to fight more than 100,000 people, and at that time more than 20,000 people were lost in battle, but more than 30,000 people died in Savage Mountain.

Therefore, Savage Mountain is a scar in the hearts of Chinese people. To this day, many heroic souls still float above Savage Mountain, telling their stories of blood and tears.

Although Savage Mountain is full of poisonous insects and diseases, many people still take risks to go deep into it.

Because there are abundant jade resources in the Savage Mountain.

The world's most famous Hpakant jade quarry is home to it.

The jade mine that Shi Tian found was located in the depths of Savage Mountain, and he was able to enter the exploration period through his military connections, of course, bloodletting was a must.

Lin Xiao and Lichen simply had dinner at the bottom of the mountain and rested for the night. The next day, the two set off into the mountain. The materials and equipment, Shi Tian had already arranged for the two of them to be prepared.

But the two of them didn't appreciate it, they were light and simple, brought some dry food and drinking water, and swaggered into the Savage Mountain.

thinks he is a superior person, but in the eyes of the local aborigines, he is clearly two fools.

Actually, for entering the Savage Mountain. Lin Xiao was still very excited. After all, men have a curiosity about the unknown.

It's okay at first, but it's gentle all the way. Although it is autumn, the grass and trees are still verdant, and the chirping of insects and birds also makes the two of them feel good.

Natural Oxygen Bar!

The two talked and laughed along the way, so unhappy.

But as they walked, the two of them couldn't get up.

The humidity in the forest was getting stronger and stronger, and the clothes on the two of them were all wet, not to mention how uncomfortable they were.

Wetting the body, wetting others, pleasing to the eye, and wetting oneself does not seem to be a comfortable thing.

The hair has long been untiring, clinging to the scalp and flying without a trace of light dance.

Lin Xiao was a little envious of Chen's bald head, thinking about it, the Buddha traveled through the mountains and mountains in order to find Dafa, and probably experienced this situation, so he simply didn't do it endlessly, and went to the full head of Rulai Scroll, a bald head, and a refreshing end.

A little more ruthless, permed with fragrant scars, so that the hair cannot grow.

The suppressed dampness and heat in the forest had already made Lin Xiao think wildly.

The dust is actually not comfortable, in addition to the head is refreshing, which is cumbersome, long robes and Buddhist clothes, covered with mud stains and dead leaves, and there are many holes in the corners and corners that are broken by branches.

"Dust, I can't do it! Take a break, get bored. Lin Xiao gasped and said.

When I heard the words, I couldn't ask for it.

Lin Xiao found a relatively refreshing place, untied his clothes, and rested against the tree.

Lichen looked at Lin Xiao, and then looked at himself, okay, he was ruthless, he took off his Buddhist robe and threw it away, and he was dressed in a small gown.

"Damn, what are you going to do?" Lin Xiao covered his chest and asked in horror.

"Roll the calf, the poor monk can break the vows on you, and he won't pee on his own." Lichen scolded. This deserted, suffocating crazy atmosphere, the dust began to ignore it.

Lin Xiao laughed and took out a bottle of Erguo head from the package.

"Zi Yu", the hot feeling went straight to the brain, Lin Xiao rolled his eyes, his brain spun for a while, Nima, it was violent!

The wine was as strong as fire, and the dampness and chill around the body were gone.

Lin Xiao took two more bites, it was so refreshing, it took off!

Looking at it with dusty eyes, the Adam's apple turned up and down, and the temptation of the wine was irresistible.

"Would you like to have two mouthfuls too?" Lin Xiao looked in his eyes and asked.

"How can a monk drink alcohol? The five precepts of Buddhism: abstain from killing, stealing, fornication, lying, and drinking. Lichen closed his eyes and said in a deep voice. Out of sight is out of sight.

"This vast mountain is uninhabited. If you don't speak, I don't speak, who knows? "Lin Xiaola pimped and spared no effort.

"There are gods in the three feet of the head, not afraid of others and afraid of oneself!" The heart of the Buddha is firm.

Lin Xiao was determined to pull the dust on the thief ship, and said: "Shakyamuni was cured by the woman's chyle when he was a preacher, so he has never advocated meaningless penance. Food is desire, wine is also desire, you are not afraid of the desire for food, but you are afraid of the desire for wine, or the Buddha's heart is difficult to fulfill. ”

The dust is silent.

Add firewood and fire to Lin Xiaoke, but it is a good style: "Besides, there are not a few of you Buddhists who drink!" Descending the dragon and arhats practice in the world, and do not abstain from alcohol and meat. Wine itself is not sinful, there is wine in the mouth, but there is no wine in the heart, and it is the way. ”

He opened his eyes fiercely, snatched the wine bottle, and said, "You have successfully convinced me." "After that, I poured it with my head up, and directly put half a bottle into my stomach, with red faces and red ears.

This monk is also a macho man. The senior brother is Mr. Mighty, and the dust is Super Mario.

Since then, there has been one more flower monk in the world.

Lichen still broke the ring on Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao looked at the sky in fear, fortunately it was covered by rich leaves, otherwise the Buddha would have to send down five thunderbolts to blast himself into a human-shaped skewer.

Wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stayed in his heart. This must have been said by the Buddha.

In the final analysis, alcohol does not determine whether a person is good or bad, it is people's hearts that determine whether they are good or bad.

Lin Xiao believes that no matter how much wine he drinks, he will still be the dust, the dust of compassion.

A boring journey, one more drinking friend, is still a very happy thing. Especially when the monk drinks, it is also a spectacle.

Lichen is very good at drinking, so it is natural to drink.

probably hated Lin Xiao for breaking his vows, ignoring the dust, Lin Xiao, who drank directly, hugged the dust and shouted "Qi Xiangqiu, Gao Jing, hug!" ”

Naturally, the dust is not much better, take a sip, recite "Amitabha", take another sip, and shout "Buddha forgives sins".

With music, it is estimated that it is another "Thunder".

Get drunk and forget about the troubles of the world for a while. In the intermittent whispering, the two fell into a deep sleep.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

I don't know the two of them, can there be butterflies and cuckoos in their dreams?

When I woke up, it was the second day, and the sun shone on the two of them through the cracks in the trees, mottled and blurred.

Lin Xiao's neck is itchy, this stinky monk, what's wrong, what are you doing licking me? Lin Xiao shook his hand and pushed it, it was small, the skin was very smooth, and it was very watery!

When I opened my eyes, I looked at each other, Nima, the white python!

Lin Xiaoping is not afraid of heaven and earth in his life, but he is afraid of snakes. When he was a child, his little friend held a dead snake and could chase him for ten miles. The flower skin of that body can directly scare Lin Xiao into cremation.

I was sick to my stomach for a while, my appetite was great, and the food, wine and meat sprayed the white python's face. Taking advantage of the moment when the white python was stunned, Lin Xiaomonkey rushed behind Chen, hugging Chen's trembling.

"Wake up, stinky monk, damn it, there's a snake?"

When the dust heard the words, the spirit was excited, and the alcohol was completely gone.

Okay, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

As soon as he broke away from Lin Xiao, he instantly turned into a monkey again, and went directly up the tree and went straight to the top of the tree.

A monkey on the tree, a monkey on the ground, how many monkeys are there?

"Lin Xiao, I'm also afraid of snakes." As he spoke, Chen's legs and stomach kept trembling.

The white python shook off the stains on his face, his head was full of anger, and he writhed his body in the fishy wind, and pounced with his mouth open.

Lin Xiao shouted, used his hands and feet together, and crawled towards the dust.

No, it's weird around the dust. If you look closely, it's not a big python, crawling in the shadow of the tree, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Dust, there's one more in the canopy!" Lin Xiao shouted.

This shout, it doesn't matter, Lichen directly let go in fright and smashed to the ground.

Coincidentally, he sat on Lin Xiao's face. The two of them, in free fall, turned around with their heads in their hands for two and a half weeks, and fell into the mouth of the python under the tree.

The white python closed its mouth, burped, and its face was full of intoxication.

Happiness came too suddenly!

It's true, there are fools every year, and there are a lot of them this year.

Slide all the way, mouth, esophagus, stomach, and the two fell into a big meat bag full of rancid smell.

The white python's stomach was squirming excitedly, and the stomach wall was constantly secreting acidic liquid. The clothes of the two were all melted under the stimulation of stomach acid.

Striped red, honest relatively.

Lin Xiao's eyes glanced at it, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Chen.

Monk, really transcendent.

The two of them were in danger, but they calmed down. Vitality protects the body, and stomach acid does not play any role for the time being. However, the two of them didn't feel good, at least, they stinked a little dizzy.

"Let's find a way to get out!" Lin Xiaodao.

But the two of them had nothing to do and couldn't borrow their strength, so it would be easy if they had a knife.

Helplessly, the two of them used all eighteen kinds of martial arts.

Lin Xiao's seven-wounded gentleman's fist, and the six-character mantra of Liaochen, constantly bombarded the stomach wall. But the flexible stomach wall seems to be a thousand-year-old cowhide, and it can't hurt it in the slightest.

The white python was actually not comfortable, and the noise between the two made it churn in pain.

Ruthless people are more ruthless than ruthless, and the white python does not admit defeat, speeding up the movement of the stomach, and the stomach acid pours out of the sky. The vitality of the two of them gradually showed signs of collapse.

If you want to die here, then there are really no bones left!

Lin Xiao is in a hurry, but he is not in a hurry.

The Buddha has always had the courage to feed the snake with his body, and he can't say it, but he can still seek perfection.

Dead bald donkey!

"Dust, anyway, you're going to be martyred, ask you to borrow something!" Lin Xiao said.

"But it doesn't hurt to borrow!" As soon as Lichen's words fell, Lin Xiao slapped him in the face.

With this slap, Lin Xiao used full force to fan the dust directly on the stomach bag.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with a tooth.

"Lin Xiao, you're a bastard!" Dusty teeth leaked and scolded.

"You want to die, I don't want to die! Borrow your tooth relics for use. ”

Lin Xiao spoke, grabbed Chen's teeth with one hand, and the Heavenly Divine Technique ran wildly.

"The sun, moon and stars, help me to resist the sky. Heaven and earth vitality, I am supreme. Vitality, let's come! ”

The teeth gradually suspended in the air, and Lin Xiao frantically looted the vitality around him, controlling the surroundings of the teeth.

The teeth swirled wildly, exuding great power.

Tyre! Go!

The teeth flashed on the stomach wall, tearing a hole open.

The white python rolled all over the ground in pain, and today it was kicked to the iron plate.

Lin Xiao struck while the iron was hot, his hands were like iron claws, pulling the wound, the power of the five elements was erect, turning into a demon god, and tearing it apart.

The stomach acid was dissipated, and a stream of blood rushed into the stomach bag, washing the two of them like a boat in the waves.

The pure blood entrance, Lin Xiao and the two of them were invigorated, and the cultivation of this white python was not low.

The white python died, and the death was inexplicable.

When Lin Xiaohe crawled out of the python's mouth, he found that another python was also there. There was a small hole in his head, and blood was gurgling.

Life is all about surprises, isn't it?

When despair strikes, who says the door of opportunity won't open?