People were screaming one after another, and it was no wonder they were so excited. Above the wasteland, clean drinking water trumps everything. Very few settlements have the capacity to exploit and control deep underground water sources, and most people only drink surface water and rainwater, which contain radioactive fallout, which is equivalent to drinking water to quench their thirst.

Only when the rain master appears will rain unpolluted fresh water at a specific location. The timing and place of the rain master's appearance are completely random, and you must kneel in front of the chanting machine, and after a long and devout prayer, it is possible to obtain the information of the rain master's apparition and prepare in advance to receive water. Even such an opportunity would only appear once in dozens of days and nights, and not necessarily where they could afford to go.

Missing this apparition and not retrieving the water will cause the people living in Jinshan to endure another long ordeal.

"What about the water, Xuanzang! How dare you come back empty-handed? ”

"I can't do anything so important!"

"Throw this kid out!"

Xuanzang looked at these manic faces and the expressions on their faces that wanted to kill, and he was not afraid, but compassionate. He truthfully explained how the lightning strike caused the tank to explode.

But his calm tone seemed to have the opposite effect, and they could not understand such an explanation, transferring the anger of the loss of water to him.

"What! Does lightning make water explode? Who are you bluffing, the water can't be burned! ”

"That's it, it's not gasoline! You said that the car was struck by lightning, why didn't you see the fuel tank explode? ”

"It must be a lie!"

Suddenly, someone reasoned and concluded: "I understand, this kid must be in collusion with the bandits." He gave water to the robbers, betrayed his companions and burned them to death by flamethrowers, and now he has lured the robbers back to the Golden Mountain! Otherwise, in the same car, how could he not be struck by lightning? Why wasn't the car broken? ”

Tension and anger began to creep in, and the crowd stirred.

"Kill him! Kill this traitor! ”

"Throw it out!"

"Throw it out!"

Xuanzang still watched all this calmly, he had seen too many similar scenes. In an environment of scarce resources and the threat of death at any time, the enormous pressure makes everyone suspicious and irritable, and their fear is exacerbated by their extremely limited knowledge of the world.

When the conflict was about to break out, an old man appeared at the back of the crowd and shouted: "Enough! Stop, and bring him to me. ”

The old man is the leader here, Fa Ming.

After Xuanzang was escorted to the conference hall, he waved his hand to let everyone leave, sat on a broken sofa decorated with metal pieces and screws, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Was it really struck by lightning?" ”

"Absolutely."

He looked at Xuanzang's calm face, nodded slowly, and sighed: "It's a pity that I still have to drive you out of Jinshan tonight." ”

This result was expected by Xuanzang. In the sporadic memory of this body, he knew that Xuanzang had made several mistakes in the past, and the people of Jinshan didn't like him very much. Ever since listening to the messenger's nonsense, he has always fantasized about going out of the desert and seeing the so-called "outside world".

And in the eyes of those who are struggling on the line of life and death, this is ridiculous. Even with the shelter of Jinshan, it is still so difficult to survive, and the water and food that sustain life alone have exhausted most people's life's efforts, and this guy still wants to go out.

If Xuanzang was just looking for his own death, it would have been forgotten, but he dared to secretly reserve supplies and instigate others to complete this impossible journey with him, which would have caused public anger. Not to mention the accidents caused by him, which caused Jinshan to lose a car, four barrels of oil, and other valuable materials.

Now that they have lost several large boxes of water, it is still because of a reason that it is too fake to be fake, they must not be able to continue to tolerate Xuanzang to live.

They wouldn't kill him outright, but they would tie him up in chains and throw him into the desert. Finally accumulated a little yin virtue, they don't want to be deducted for killing a bastard, which will affect their own life. If he's lucky enough to find the body after he dies in the desert, they'll be happy to bring it back to eat.

Rather than accept such a fate, it is better to leave on your own.

Faming was a little surprised by his performance. "Don't intercede with me?"

"You know, I've wanted to leave for a long time." Xuanzang bowed his head slightly and replied.

Fa Ming was silent for a long time, sighed, and said, "When I picked you up back then, I found that you were different from the people here. We were born with a curse, destined to suffer from illness in our short lives, and you are so healthy. Sometimes I wonder if you fell from the sky. ”

As he spoke, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Of course it's impossible, your heart has always been insincere when you chant the scriptures, and you haven't heard the Buddha's voice once." You must know that in addition to the mentally retarded, the stupidest Xuan veins have experienced the sound of Buddha in our ears. ”

"It's strange that you are so restrained even when you eat, and you are so hungry that you have to save up for a long journey. I've been like this since I was a kid, I've never seen a freak like you. Xuanzang, what do you want? ”

He knew very well what he wanted, so of course he couldn't tell Fa Ming. As for what the original Xuanzang wanted......

"I just want to see the world that I haven't touched before."

This wish is too anachronistic. It reminded him of the distant past, the colorful old world, and it was not because of this purest curiosity and desire to explore that they had gone so far?

Although what happened after that was enough to make them hang the greatest pillar of shame in the history of mankind.

Fa Ming shook his head helplessly, got up from the broken sofa, scratched the tumor on his hunchback, and led Xuanzang to the two backpacks. "I can only give you so much, it's beyond the norm, and they see that they're going to be dissatisfied with me again. After all, you are an exile, not a hero of an expedition. There are no cars and gasoline, no guns and no bullets, and how far you can go depends on your creation. ”

"Thank you." Xuanzang said sincerely. In his memory, Fa Ming has always protected this idealist and resisted everyone's criticism alone. Where did his faith come from? Looking at the old man who was getting weaker day by day, Xuanzang thought. Then he understood: Fa Ming was not expecting anything to succeed in himself, he just wanted to hold on to a possibility.

The old man's expression was the same as when he was taking care of a verdant seedling planted in the mine.

Xuanzang remembered his original purpose and asked, "How far is it from Tianzhu here?" ”

Fa Ming's old face showed a look of confusion. "What's that?"

Sure enough, for ordinary people, the abode of the Buddhas is a completely unfamiliar place, and an old man like Fa Ming, who has lived for many years, may not know about it. They had only heard the voices of the lower gods and Buddhas from the chanting machine, and at best they had seen the holographic projections of the Bodhisattvas once or twice, and in their opinion they were all miracles, and they did not dare to ask where everything came from.

However, this also shows that this place must be far away from Tianzhu.

He thought for a moment, then said, "You mentioned before that there's a shelter around here. ”

"That's just a legend, it is said that they are somewhere in the northwest, their dwelling is impregnable, and their cars and weapons are given by the gods. But no one had ever really seen that place. What, are you looking for it? ”

Xuanzang nodded, they might not be able to find it, but he knew how to identify the disguise of the vault. There are a lot of old-world scientific and technological achievements there, which are useful to him.

He opened his backpack, took a rough count of food and water, looked up and said, "Give me another rosary." ”

Fa Ming was stunned for a moment and took the rosary from the Buddhist hall. Each chanting machine is equipped with not many rosaries, but they are not a rare thing, just an accessory used to assist the chanting machine, and it is nothing to give him one.

"I really can't understand you kid. At this time, I didn't chant properly, but when I was leaving, I suddenly became sincere. Want to pray for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas along the way? That's the old saying...... Temporary cramming? Fa Ming shook his head and said, "Xuanzang, what happened?" You're as abnormal as ever, but now you're ...... It's a little different. ”

"Maybe it was struck by lightning and enlightened." After Xuanzang finished speaking, a smile appeared on Qingxiu's face.

Fa Ming looked at him attentively, this is the first time that Xuanzang has shown a look that can be called an "expression" after returning from the water, in the dilapidated mine, this smile is a little dusty, no joy or sorrow, insight into everything, and the statue in the Buddha hall is somewhat similar.

As night fell, Xuanzang walked out of the Jinshan mine under the scolding of everyone, and the gold ore they threw from behind hit his backpack, occasionally hitting his body, leaving bruises, but he never looked back.

The scolding faded, and there was a heavy sound of the door closing behind him. He bent down to pick up a piece of gold ore of good purity, remembered the vulgar decoration of those guys in the West Heaven, and smiled mockingly.

He didn't blame these people who beat him and scolded him, nor did he blame Fa Ming's decision to exile him, everything just went with the flow. If Faming insisted on keeping him, it would invite trouble. Speaking of which...... He couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

The conversation also touched the memories that were still alive and made him notice something interesting. The original Xuanzang was discovered and adopted by Fa Ming when he was a baby. After living in a harsh environment for more than ten years, the ubiquitous radiation did not affect his body.

Another point, the sound of the Buddha mentioned by Fa Ming is in the ears, and the original owner of this body has never experienced it once? He knew very well that the sound of Buddha in his ears had nothing to do with sincerity and Buddha nature, but depended on the physiological structure of the receiver's brain.

FTB has also said that this brain is incapable of passive feedback.

In this case, there are only two possibilities: the brain is born with a defect, which accounts for about 10% of the total number of people due to radiation, and is often accompanied by intellectual disability; Or, it's a natural insulating physique.

Interesting...... What a great body.

After walking in the northwest direction for a few days, Xuanzang sat in the shadow of a boulder to rest. He estimated that he had only walked more than ten kilometers, and that his search for shelter had made no progress. If nothing else, the contents of the backpack can last up to a month, but the current travel speed is too slow.

Before he runs out of food, he has to reach at least another human settlement, where most people won't welcome him. Thinking of this, Xuanzang began to think about how he would integrate into them if he really found a refuge, and finally get support from them for the expedition. After all this time, the inhabitants of the Vault must be more closed off than the people outside.

Xuanzang took out the rosary, he knew that it was actually a miniature chanting machine, connected to a wireless network, and there was a positioning device inside. This is the hope of reconnecting with FTB, and I don't know if its invasion has succeeded.

But it can't be used yet, and you need to find some more tools to encrypt it, otherwise it will be discovered by the enemy.

In the afternoon, he set off again. He hadn't gone far when he heard the roar of the engine behind him.

Several off-road motorcycles kicked up high sand and dust and drove towards him, and the riders waved their guns in their hands. Encountering such a convoy in the desert generally does not come with good things.

"Stand still!" They shouted.

He quickly turned his head and began to run.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, Xuanzang looked around, there was nowhere else to hide except to return to the boulder, but if he went back, he would be caught by them.

Another bullet struck him at his feet, stirring up a string of spikes. He ran a few more steps before he felt a heat in his right leg, and then a sharp pain spread down his spine and he fell into the yellow sand.