Returning to the car from outside, Lin Jiao looked at Zhang Jiqian with a worried look. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's wrong?"

"Master Samye wants me to join the Buddhist sect."

"Join the Buddha?"

Zhang Jiqian is very important, this is a fact, but that is only for the military. As a sect of cultivators that has been inherited for thousands of years, Buddhism is nothing if it is a third-order ability person or a rune master, even if it is a saint-level ability. Lin Jiao really couldn't imagine that Master Shenye of the Northern Sect of Buddhism would take the initiative to win over a military person.

"Why? I'm not saying there's anything wrong with you, but..."

"I know, I still know how many pounds and taels I have, Buddhism is full of talents, and there is no shortage of my nobody."

"Then why is it still pulling you?"

"I don't know, it's a whim."

This explanation Lin Jiao obviously doesn't believe that Master Shenye will have a whim? Zhang Jiqian didn't say it, and Lin Jiao didn't ask. Lin Jiao suddenly had an idea, if it was before, Zhang Jiqian would probably tell herself, right? The distance between the two people is really getting farther and farther away.

With his eyes closed, Zhang Jiqian never fell asleep, and his ears kept echoing the words of Master Shenye.

"The poor monk's mental practice is really average, but Buddhism has a magical power, called "two karma dependence", and in this method, there are some achievements. Buddhism talks about cause and effect, and in Xiaoyou, the poor monk calculates something different. Maybe a lot of storms are caused by Xiaoyou, and Xiaoyou is not a delusional person, I don't know if Xiaoyou is willing to return to Buddhism with me? Without a cause, there is no effect, and these storms are dissipated. ”

Lao Tzu is actually a big man? Damn, don't believe it!

I turned over and continued to sleep, but I still couldn't sleep. The old monk said that as long as he was willing to enter the Buddhist sect, he could directly become his disciple, which was higher than the backup of many old monks in the Buddhist sect.

For many people, this is a great opportunity, but for Zhang Jiqian, it is not attractive. Buddhism is strict, and of course it is impossible for him to bring a few daughters-in-law with him. Master Shenye also promised that if he went, he could not be a monk and be a "guest". But if you are not allowed to leave the temple easily, what is the difference between that and being under house arrest?

It's certain not to go, but the old monk's words made Zhang Jiqian afraid. I don't know if the old guy is scaring himself, but he almost didn't say anything about the bloody disaster.

From a small citizen to a "big man" who is "supplied" by all parties, Zhang Jiqian is a little complacent. In an era when it is a problem for ordinary people to even live, they have a life that is considered good in the old days. In the future, there may be many good things waiting for you. If you don't go, you don't go, you don't die.

Zhang Jiqian made up his mind and turned over again.

I flipped back and forth a few times, but I still couldn't sleep. Buddha Sect, Master Samye, and those with powerful abilities close to the Holy Rank, one noun after another kept spinning in their minds. Zhang Jiqian, the status of this old monk, is known, not to mention himself, even if it is these heads and brains in the entire team, they may not be more important than others. There is no need for people with this status to fool themselves. Since people say that they will get involved in right and wrong, then it must be.

Don't ask how people know, Prophet? In this era, those who say that they can fly in the sky, Zhang Jiqian also believes.

Lin Jiao didn't move, Zhang Jiqian thought she was asleep, so she was embarrassed to move. In fact, Lin Jiao was also very awake, and the two people with their own hearts and minds lay down like this for a long time before slowly falling asleep.

The next morning, the convoy departed, and both men didn't seem to be resting well. The seats of the bus can only sleep half-lying, and the space is limited, and after a few nights, the faces of the people on the bus are very haggard. Zhang Jiqian took breakfast back and saw Lin Jiao looking in a small mirror on the chair.

"It's beautiful, don't take a picture, let's eat first."

"Really?" Lin Jiao closed the mirror, "I haven't washed my face for a few days." ”

"It's not normal, when I didn't come to the military before, I didn't wash my face for months."

“…”

"There's no water." Seeing that Lin Jiao didn't believe it, Zhang Jiqian explained again.

Before the meal was finished, the car started. In the field, there will be no comfortable breakfast time, and it is safer for the convoy to move than to park there. The two of them had a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned what happened last night.

After the morning, the journey was very peaceful, and there was no major trouble. The few times I saw a herd of mutant rats the size of piglets, they all rushed over without firing. And the rats did not chase after them, and many of them took the initiative to avoid them, and it seems that they still maintain their timid nature as in the old days.

And this road is actually not a smooth road, such as Zhao Xinyu in the command car, with a heavy face.

"I'm sorry Lieutenant Colonel, but he still hasn't responded to our call."

"Got it."

It has been four hours since the signal of the relay station disappeared, and since the end of the last contact, the supply point defended by a military company has disappeared from the world, and there has been no response to several means of contact, not even a distress signal. There were large quantities of weapons and ammunition stored, as well as fuel, food, drinking water that the convoy needed to replenish.

The supply point is very hidden, the terrain is also very good, after a long period of construction, it is one of the few strongholds retained by the military outside the base city, and it is also the key to the supply of the convoy. But now, without even sending out a distress signal, has it fallen?

Several of the surrounding technical officers were not convinced. Everyone would rather believe that the communication equipment was malfunctioning than that the stronghold had fallen.

Zhao Xinyu is still nervous, technical failure? This argument is untenable. Even in the absence of satellites and radiation clouds interfering with communications, such close-range communication should be maintained.

"Contacting the supply point all the time, I don't believe that a company of the military has been wiped out silently."

At this moment, there is another group of people standing in the supply point.

The corpses of the soldiers lay on the ground. The communications equipment was also filled with the endless calls of the convoy.

"01 call transfer station, 01 call transfer station, please reply when you hear it, please reply when you hear it."

A short man wearing a black and white Peking Opera mask was sitting on a chair wiping his hands, and the white towel was instantly blackened by ink, and the shock towel was set aside and replaced with another one. Anyway, there are a lot of all kinds of materials here.

The positions that should have been military warriors are now all occupied by a group of men in black. If there are knowledgeable people here, they will definitely be surprised, each of these people in black is actually a person with reading ability, and their strength is not bad, at least stronger than the military company that was originally stationed.

"Old ghost, is it necessary to do such a desperate thing? When you come, people can say, just catch that person, and you don't need to do anything superfluous. ”

Except for the guy with the mask, there were only people in the hall who spoke, and they didn't seem to have much respect for the face mask.