Cheng Zhong froze there all of a sudden, motionless for two or three minutes.

Zhang Xiaoning leaned over and looked at the message on the back of the cigarette case, and his mind was also confused.

After a while, she was already teary-eyed.

Although she looked down on Zhao Ying a little, because he saved her life and provided her with the conditions to live, she was still very grateful to him in her heart.

In fact, she has involuntarily accepted this person.

Zhao Ying had such a big thing, and of course she was the most nervous and sad.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Zhong finally made his own judgment.

Without hesitation, he took out the white Hada that Zhang Xiaoning had dedicated to him from his cotton pocket and carefully tied it around his neck.

The reason why he chose to cooperate with the other party was first because he had to know Zhao Ying's whereabouts as soon as possible.

Zhao Ying had an accident, because of him, and he had the responsibility to save Zhao Ying.

Secondly, it is because the other party is too powerful.

Not only did he know that Cheng Zhong would come here to look for Zhao Ying, but he even knew that he had Hada on him.

With such knowledge about him, it would have been too easy for them to capture him or kill him.

For such a force, Cheng Zhong has no confidence to resist.

The last point is because:

High-end cigarettes, beautiful fonts, and kind tones reveal a gentle and noble and confident taste everywhere, leaving a good impression on Cheng Zhong.

So, his intuition tells him that the other party should be well-intentioned and may really want to help him.

"Sister Zhang, don't be sad yet, I will definitely get Uncle Zhao back. Let's go back first. ”

Cheng Zhong comforted Zhang Xiaoning while holding her hand and helping her onto the horse.

Immediately after, Cheng Zhong jumped up and turned over on his horse......

Tossed back and forth, it was noon.

The three of them were hungry, and with their hands together, lunch was quickly set on the table.

Just as he was about to move his chopsticks, the thick door curtain was lifted, and a sturdy young man in a Tibetan robe strode in.

He walked straight to a table and sat down, smiling at the trio.

Then, he took out a "Zhonghua" brand cigarette, took out one, and with a flash of silver light, a lighter sounded, and the cigarette was lit.

Cheng Zhong saw that this person was strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his aura was lofty, and he already had respect.

Looking at the cigarette brand again, I know that it is the person who left the words on the cigarette box.

Cheng Zhong hurriedly stood up, clasped his fists and saluted:

"This eldest brother is really powerful, I have taken care of you, and the younger brother is polite here!"

"Haha, the little brother is really smart, no wonder the master has a lot of praise!"

The person who came was not in a hurry, and also got up and returned the salute.

"Big brother, it's lunch, can you come with us and have a little to eat?"

Cheng Zhong left the table and invited the other party to say.

"You're welcome, I've already eaten it. You eat first, and I'll take you to meet someone later." ”

The person said in a kind tone.

The simple meal was quickly finished, the second daughter picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and Cheng Zhong followed the visitor out of the tent.

"My name is Cairang, and I am a scout from the public security department, and I am being ordered to track down the remnants of the "One X Dao". ”

The person who came pulled Cheng Zhong to his side, introduced himself, and said his task at the same time, concisely and to the point.

The words "public security department" have completely shocked Cheng Zhong.

Tracing the words of "One X Dao" made his brain open up in an instant, and a ray of sunlight shone in, and his heart was transparent.

"Big brother, I'm ......," Cheng Zhong said with a knot in his tongue.

"You don't need to introduce yourself, I know your name is Cheng Zhong, and you're the 'Wolf Whisperer', right?"

didn't wait for Cheng Zhong to finish speaking, so that he had snatched his words.

"What is a 'wolf whisperer'? ”

"'Wolf whisperer' is the master's words, that is, people who can talk and communicate with wolves, and the master said that there are many 'wolf whisperers' among the Tibetan people. ”

"Who is the master?"

"It's Master Sanchi, he's my master, it's the master who asked me to invite you. ”

When Cheng Zhong heard this, he was a little "the second monk - confused".

Didn't you want to talk about Zhao Ying's kidnapping, why did a master come out to find him again.

"Your gun is good, but it's not safe to store here, so give it to me for safekeeping, and I'll return it to you when the time comes." ”

Only then did he say to Cheng Zhong with a smile.

"It seems that you can't hide anything from him!" Cheng Zhong thought to himself.

He had a thousand reluctances, and felt that Cairang was justified, so he obediently returned to the tent, took out his gun, and handed it to him.

Cairang's mount was tall, muscular, and snow-white, without a trace of variegation.

Cheng Zhong's jujube red horse was obviously a head shorter in front of it, like a cream boy.

Cheng Zhong followed before letting go of the horse.

Only then did he get in front and began to gallop on horseback.

Cheng Zhong clamped his legs, almost standing on the stirrups, and bent down from time to time to alleviate the bumps.

He whipped his horse, barely keeping up with the speed of Cairang.

After three hours of galloping, Cheng Zhong felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

He wanted to shout several times before he stopped and rested for a while, but he held back the words when they came to his lips.

Just when he was about to collapse, he finally stopped by the horse's head and said loudly:

"Brother Cheng Zhong, you just learned to ride a horse. It's hard for you to run so many miles in one go. Now please dismount, the master is waiting for you in the temple!"

Cheng Zhong hurriedly pulled the reins, the jujube red horse suddenly stopped, and Cheng Zhong, who was numb and sore, rolled off the horse.

He was unsteady on his feet, so he reached out and grabbed him.

A splendid Buddhist monastery appeared in front of Cheng Zhong.

The temple covers a large area, and the temple is built along the mountain, layer upon layer, spiraling upward.

The gold is covered with gold, the red mud is the wall, the color is brilliant, and the weather is solemn.

Cheng Zhong didn't care about watching the scenery of the temple, and under the support and pull of Cai Rang, he walked into the mountain gate in embarrassment, and then meandered forward to the backyard of the temple.

The door of a spacious and bright hall was wide open, and in the center sat a monk with kind eyebrows and a ruddy face.

On either side stood ten people of various ages, some wearing monks' robes and others wearing ordinary Tibetan robes.

The oldest is around 40 years old, and the youngest is about the same age as Cheng Zhong.

Cai Rang pulled the bell, came to the center of the hall, respectfully folded his hands and saluted, and then spoke Tibetan.

Cheng Zhong did the same, and also folded his hands in salute, and said respectfully:

"Cheng Zhong meets the master!

The kid is from the Han land, he has just arrived, and he doesn't know the rules and etiquette of your place, and if it is inappropriate, please forgive the master!"

Master Sanji looked at Cheng Zhong with admiration and affection for a moment, then stood up, walked steadily to Cheng Zhong's side, touched his head, and pulled him to sit down on the couch beside him.

After the master returned to his position, he exhaled the Buddha's name, and then said with a smile:

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!

Ho ho ...... Recently, Lao Qu got a dream from the Buddha, saying that there is a destiny 'nobleman' in the Eastern Han Dynasty, so that Lao Ge can get acquainted as soon as possible, it should be the little donor.

I look at your bones are strange, the Buddha is profound, the ears are deaf and the eyes are clear, the young man is old, and he is really the only genius he has seen in his life.

You don't have to stand here, just sit here and talk. ”

"The master has won the award, but the kid doesn't dare to be it. I don't know what happened when the master summoned me?"

Cheng Zhong still stood up and asked respectfully.

"The 'One X Dao' spreads false doctrines, demagogues the people, wantonly distorts Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, Yahweh, and Yi, and is incompatible with true religion, and is a public enemy of our religious circles.

At the same time, they spread rumors and caused trouble, which was not tolerated by all dynasties.

After 1950, they began to be banned, and they disappeared for a while.

In recent years, it has resurfaced in the remote areas of the northwest, lurking around Qinghai Lake, stirring up trouble.

This time, because of you, their leader and followers have been exposed, giving us the opportunity to assist the government in taking them out. ”

Master Sanji is fluent in Mandarin Chinese, and he talks eloquently and eloquently.

"May I ask the master, where is Zhao Ying now?" Seeing the master pause, Cheng Zhong hurriedly asked.

It seems that he should not worry about national affairs, and at this moment he is most concerned about Zhao Ying's safety.

"That's a good question. Although they captured Zhao Ying, Zhao Ying is safe at the moment, because their target is you and they want to use Zhao Ying to lure you into the bait. Master Sanji said.

"Oh, I see!" Cheng Zhong said with a sudden realization.

"Those people cherish their treasures like their lives, and they love their possessions the most. As far as I can tell, they may have their sights on a secret treasure, and the key to finding it falls on you, so they will definitely want to capture you. ”

Hearing the word "secret treasure", Cheng Zhong was startled, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

This is his life!

Cheng Zhong looked at the master with an extremely unnatural expression, and did not dare to speak for a long time.

Looking at Cheng Zhong's expression, the master continued:

"Amitabha, little donor, I don't care about your secret treasure.

When it comes to secret treasures, there are the most hidden places, which are called hidden treasures.

There are three kinds of hiding, those buried by people are hidden by people, those protected by ghosts and gods are hidden by ghosts and gods, also known as Jizo, and those guarded by the heavens are hidden by the heavens.

You don't have to go into any of this, just remember one thing:

Whether it is the hidden treasure of Tibet or the secret treasure of Han land, only those who are destined can obtain it, and those who get it will be of infinite use.

Those who have no fate covet treasures will only provoke fire and burn themselves, and will not do any good in the end. ”

"Yes, yes, boy, follow the master's teachings. Cheng Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, and his mouth continued to promise.

"The old man is concerned with how to subdue the remnants of those who are hostile to the state and society.

The ten people in this room are all martial arts masters drawn from various monasteries and counties in Tibet, and they are all old and old in order to facilitate hiding.

From today onwards, all you have to do is go back to the farm and stay for a while, and they'll be around you and capture them if they attack you. ”

"May I ask the master, can you rescue Zhao Ying?"

"You can rest assured. If they use Zhao Ying to lure you, you will go and arrest and save people to solve the problem together.

If Zhao Ying is elsewhere, Cai Rang will be responsible for rescuing.

But ......"

"What does the master want to say?"

"If they save Zhao Ying, you have to promise Lao Na one thing. ”

"The master might as well say it directly. ”

"I'll tell you when I'm rescued.

Now Lao Na is going to rest.

You go to dinner with them, and then you have to drive back to the farm town overnight.

There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, my Buddha is compassionate!"

After reciting the Buddha's name, the master nodded to Cheng Zhong, and then sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

A room full of people of all colors folded their hands and retreated out of the hall.