House arrest.

That's right, house arrest.

This Peacock King is not stupid, she is very unhappy in her heart, but she also knows that she really can't beat others, so she can only sit on the top of Lingshan every day and wash her face with tears.

Later, this matter was soon known by her brother Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, who was short-tempered and self-assured, and rushed to Lingshan in a fit of anger to ask the Buddha to give an explanation. The Buddha persuaded him several times, but to no avail, and finally could only tear his face with him, but this world leader is not a stunned person who does it casually, he made a plan and made an appointment with Dapeng. A few days later, he ordered the sentient beings in the Buddha realm to join forces and fight with this golden-winged Dapeng for several days and nights, and it took a lot of hard work before finally capturing it.

The golden-winged Dapeng was not convinced, but he did not have a way to get the Buddha in one fell swoop, and finally with the Buddha's mother Peacock was named the "Dapeng Ming King" by the Buddha, and together with the Peacock Ming King, they became a powerful protector in Buddhism, and the two sisters were pressed together in Lingshan.

Judging from these things, people are always smarter than animals, and although those little monsters who have become immortals are extremely powerful, they can't always change the problem of "too real in their hearts", coincidentally, the current high-level is the same, above the officialdom, there are many ways to rectify people, otherwise, the court drama of intrigue and the officialdom novel that takes Houhei to the extreme will not be popular today.

We need to know that the invisible is far more dangerous than the things that look awesome, Xiao Wall is in trouble, that is if you don't pay attention, the peasant uprisings are also born in those remote places where the emperor is far away, after thousands of years of painful lessons, people now slowly learn how to put those thorny problems under their noses, and at this time, we are likely to be very unfortunate to play this role of being pitted.

In fact, this can't be blamed on them, some people say that the leader does a good job, drinks tea and nods and everything can be handed over to his subordinates to do, and he looks around and then takes a photo and shows his face to brag or something, but if you really study it, you will know that those who can be leaders do have a lot of unpredictable places, which seem to be breezy and bleak, but in fact, they are doing it step by step. And what we can do, who are destined to be unable to turn over, is just to adapt to this environment as much as possible.

For example, now, perhaps, those big leaders who are monitoring us are out of the same mentality as the Sakyamuni in the story to get a few of us together, in their opinion, we who have nothing to do and cause trouble are just like the peacock and the roc, we must be put under our eyelids to take care of it, and if it sounds good, it is called labor reform, and if it doesn't sound good, then hehe.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that I was very hard, but Ding Ling's little tail was held in my hands, and I didn't dare to argue with those people, after all, Lao Tzu didn't do anything bad to do anything wrong and couldn't do it, but they could take Ding Ling Xiaoai's life at any time.

After all, in the current environment, these departments that have to keep everything secret still have a considerable advantage in the specific terms of reference, as long as the leader nods, the people of the Public Security Bureau will never embarrass us casually.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, I squinted my eyes and put down the telescope in my hand again to hide myself. Believe it or not, anyway, I firmly believe that when a person is watched by something else, he can feel it, and when facing a high-end person like Bai Mei, he should be more careful.

Those people saw the tent we left behind, gathered under the tent and watched for a long time, looking at their appearance, those people seemed to be arguing about something, and I was excited, and suddenly remembered the bag of beef jerky that I had eaten half of it.

The rest was still in my backpack, but I seemed to have tossed it in the tent, and after listening with my ears open for a long time, they didn't seem to notice the problem, and by the time I peeked out on the cliff, the men had already burrowed into the gap that led to the Valley of the Wind God.

This made me happy, because I could be sure that the access was two completely different roads from the canyon we were going to, and that if nothing happened we wouldn't have encountered it in a short time.

But even so, out of caution, I hid on it and waited for more than half an hour, and after making sure that there were no ambushes around, I ran back along the original path, and in order not to get lost, I made some relatively hidden marks on the side of the road when I came.

I had a little trouble digging through the woods, but it didn't take long for me to find my way through. Strange to say, this old forest is secluded and secluded, and the trees inside are surprisingly similar, and after almost a few steps, you will have the illusion that someone has been lost.

If it weren't for the fact that those markers had a certain logical order and asked me to go through it again, I would definitely suspect that I had lost my way, and I estimated that these things were deliberately arranged in a specific order, just like Zhuge Liang's Eight Arrays, just a few piles of stones can trap a million army there.

After walking back for about three hours, I walked through the dense forest and found the river I encountered before, at the intersection of the river and various forks in the dense forest, Ding Ling and they were sitting crookedly at the intersection to make a fire and cook, seeing that they were in good spirits, I was more or less relieved, and was thinking about rubbing some food to fill my stomach, but I didn't think that Ding Ling stared at me with a small face, and then pointed sharply at me with a spoon: "Why did you go?" ”

"Pathfinder." Hippie smiley, I said.

"Stand still! Don't be hippie with me! Ding Ling said, kicked me with a straight face, and immediately stared at me with the kind of vicious little eyes that treated my father as if he was sorrowful, and criticized word by word: "You stand with me!" I ask you, who made you act on your own? Do you know that you are an unorganized and undisciplined expression? Do you know how worried people are about you when you do this? You think you're great now, don't you? Nobody cares about you, does it? I tell you solemnly that personal heroism is a manifestation of extreme arrogance! Or! If you keep going like this, you're going to have a big problem! ”

Ding Ling said, and pushed hard at my shoulder socket, although it hurt a little, but seeing her biting her lip and staring at her little appearance, it was cute.