There were a lot of people here, and there was a strong smell of fresh blood mixed with it.

It's the smell of a Caucasian man.

At the same time, I heard someone shouting in English that damn it, don't shoot.

This Chinese are useful.

Then I just turned my head.

With the help of two searchlights in the temple.

I could see clearly that a group of heavily armed old hairy men had come in.

There are about a dozen of them.

All of them were burly and murderous, and they held their guns and weapons in charge...... I saw Qin Yue, Er Bing, the boss of the buckle feet, the chief of the ancient road and Brother Su.

The only thing I didn't find was a big raincoat.

I knew something wasn't right.

From the big raincoat that Tang Jian found Russians to work with him, I knew that something was wrong.

Because I heard my ancestors say in the Northeast that Lao Maozi is very unreliable!

These people should be on the perimeter.

Then it was found that the sniper was dead.

They launched an operation and used the guns in their hands to arrest Qin Yue and the others.

Thinking of this, my palms sweated.

Qin Yue and the others should still have use value in Maozi's eyes, so they didn't shoot directly to dodge.

Otherwise...... I really can't imagine.

Now the shape shì, it really responds to that sentence, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind.

The leader of the old Maozi armed forces is a white man who is different from the Maozi bloodline.

This white man is in his fifties.

His hair was golden-haired with white trim.

He wore an outdoor jacket, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his blue eyes flashed with curiosity.

Excitement, greed and a hint of ferocity.

When these people came in, they turned their guns on me.

I didn't move.

At this time, the golden-haired old man pushed down his glasses, took a small pistol, walked up to Tang Jian, and kicked him with his foot.

Tang Jian hadn't breathed yet.

But one of his shoulders was completely broken.

He was lying on the ground, with a large pool of blood under him, his breathing was weak, his face was pale and his eyes were blank.

The golden-haired old man got closer, squatted down and took a gun to Tang Jian and said a half-baked Chinese: "Tang, what about my people?" Duan, where are they? Tang Jian didn't speak. At this moment, the sound of tapping footsteps suddenly came from the corridor on the side of the Buddha hall. I turned my head and saw the white man I saw in Boss Qi's restaurant before? The big fierce man was limping out of the black leather coat step by step. "George! Don this guy, he's too cunning, we missed. The black leather coat shouted. I knew right away. Tang Jian, this is for people to play. Tang Jian originally planned to use this power to destroy the boxer he brought here in one fell swoop. But what he didn't expect was that this wave of people also had murderous intentions and wanted to deal with him. Before I came in, Tang Jian should have fought with them at the end of the corridor. Then, after Tang Jian succeeded and put down these people, he knew that the strength he relied on was gone. So, he's going to say things like that to me when he comes out. His last glimmer of hope was tied to me, he hoped that I would agree, and then follow along, and take this old golden retriever George to the charge, and get what he wanted. Unexpectedly, I said no. In the end, I gave him a thoracic spine. He knew that the tide was over, and when he saw George and them coming, he knew that with his physical condition, there was no way to take revenge. He must be dying, he is dead, he is not willing. So, he had to sell me a favor and get me to avenge him by killing this George. That's all there is to it. Although Tang Jian didn't say it, I could already see it from what happened. This is how the human heart is, and when a person seeks others with greed for attachment, does he not know that the one who cooperates with him also cooperates with others because of greed. Greed adds up, and the final result is to calculate each other, and finally end up with a lose-lose situation. Tang Jian, he was smart, and in the end, he still lost in the hands of foreigners. George was angry at this point. He squatted there and looked at Tang Jian and said, "Tang, you are really cunning. It's too cunning. Tang Jian twitched the corners of his mouth and replied in a weak voice: "No matter how cunning you are, you are not as cunning as you white people, you are not human, you promised to cooperate with me, but when you got inside, you found an opportunity to kill my people, if I hadn't done it early, I would have died a long time ago, you ...... You don't pay attention to it, you don't have the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, and you don't pay attention to ......" George's Chinese language skills are obviously very bad, and Tang Jian's voice is very low, he didn't hear it clearly, so he turned his head sideways and asked: "Tang, what did you say?" Tang Jian smiled: "Your mother! ”“**！” George heard it clearly, and pointed his pistol at Tang Jian's head. Bang! Tang Jian died. He lost to his opponent's national arts, but he didn't die. However, he died at the hands of his partner, the man with whom he had previously called his friend. The man shot him in the head with a gun. Seeing this scene, I suddenly understood a truth. The opponent is not necessarily, not our nobleman. And friends are not necessarily, they are really friends...... Tang Jian scolded George's foreign mother. George was very angry, and he knew how unbearable this national standard curse was, and after he finished the shot, he walked back and forth in the Buddhist hall angrily, until he reached the door. He turned around and slammed his gun into the sky! After firing three shots, he yelled at me in extremely non-standard Chinese: "Chinese, listen, you will be a coolie next, and you will move everything out of here for me in a while." If you don't do this, I'll kill a Chinese right away! With that, George pointed his gun at the head of the ancient road chief. I looked at George. I stared at it for about three seconds. Suddenly, I noticed that something wasn't quite right behind George's back. I calmed down and stared again. Swish! Soon, it was just a flash. I saw that George was still looking at me with an angry expression. But more than half of his shoulders and most of his body had been separated from his body. The knife was cut from the shoulder where George was holding the gun. Then, dig a large arc-shaped hole directly on George's body. That half of his body fluttered and fell. But George still didn't respond, he still stared at me and said, "Listen, work for me right away." There's a road in there, only people like you can walk, you let me in, move things, do you hear? The last question came out of George's mouth. George seemed to feel wrong, and he looked down at himself. "Oh, selling cakes......" The word 'ground' was completely stuck in his throat. He didn't shout, and then his eyes rolled white, and the whole person fell to the ground like a puppet without a string. Blood...... Wow. Like a stream, like a river. I know he's a big raincoat. He is the only one who can wield such an astonishing and daring sword. George fell to the ground, frightened Maozi present. But again, I realized that there was a crisis, if I didn't take the initiative to extinguish the light source at this time. These frightened hairs are definitely going to shoot indiscriminately. When the time comes...... The consequences are unimaginable. The big raincoat was obviously with me, and just as George fell to the ground, I saw him standing in the doorway, no sword in his hand, and in his hand the large, black-purple crossbow. Titicaca. The big raincoat lifted the small box on the crossbow twice. Bang, bang! The two high-tiled searchlights in the temple were extinguished. Zhuer, I heard Maozi...... Scream, bang! Someone began to fire guns into the sky. At this moment, I felt a fierce rush in my heart, and rushed forward. Standing in the middle of the Buddha hall, he roared in a low voice: "Kill!" The big raincoat responded to me in a hoarse voice: "Kill! "Three seconds later, ah...... I heard another roar, and then someone replied in a low, muffled voice: "Kill!" "Darkness is the world of national arts. Ears, skin, sense of smell, etc., can clearly tell which is Mao Zi and which is a friend. I try to control my punches as hard as I can. Because, these are also people, and they may not have to come here. So, I didn't do anything real as a killer. Rather, it is mainly to terminate the opponent's offensive awareness. I had a good time. It's basically Mingjin. Bang, click, bang! Fist to flesh. The big raincoat and another strange and unknown guy also played very happily. I heard the sound of bones breaking, the screams of people, exclaiming...... But luckily, I didn't smell the pungent smell of blood again. The battlefield was quickly moved from the temple to the outside. There are searchlights outside and the lights are bright. I stood guard at the door, unloading the guns from Maozi's body that rushed out one after another. Finally, he kicked to the side. Soon, I had a helper. Qin Yue ran out in a hurry. It's just that her hands are still handcuffed. "Quick, help me open this thing. I don't have any wire ...... hand," Qin Yue was anxious. A second later, I saw the light of the knife. Swish. Ka. The handcuffs opened. But Qin Yue's face was miserable, miserable. Indeed, this is probably the most frightening way to open handcuffs ever. The big raincoat stood at the entrance of the cave, looked at me silently, and then reached out and threw a hairy piece out of the hole like a chicken. Estimating flutter skills. In the blink of an eye, we cleaned up the battlefield, and we controlled these people. And there were no new deaths. However, there seems to be a lot of broken bones. Among them, there is also the fake foreign devil, the black leather coat, and the giant man who is nearly two meters tall. I would never have thought that the person who put down the giant man would be Brother Su. That's right, that low and muffled roar was made by Brother Su. Of course, this isn't the Hulk, nor is it some special feature transformation or anything. This is just a small psychological problem with Brother Su...... (ps: Regarding this, I will introduce it in detail later, which is related to his experience, as well as the living environment, the kung fu practiced, and so on.) Qin Yue freed herself from the handcuffs and picked up a spear that Lao Maozi had dropped and skillfully fiddled with it, and after finally aiming the muzzle of the gun at the groaning Maozi on the ground, she briefly told me about her experience. She and Brother Su, the ancient road chief, were caught by George's people on the top of the sword. At that time, several guns were pointed at her, and she had no way to react, so she had to be caught. The boss wanted to resist at the time, but ...... No way, guns! There were more than a dozen guns, and he had no choice but to capture them. The big raincoat didn't appear, it should have seen this qiē, and then hid in the dark, which was the turning point later. Otherwise, we don't know what the situation will be on this trip. After listening to Qin Yue's speech, I talked about what happened to me again, and after everyone finished exchanging battle reports. Began to count the captives and control the hair. Qin Yue is better at this, she is learning standard military methods. The method is to rip off the clothes of the hairymen, and then let them lie on the ground and form a circle. There is also a special need to lie down, and the requirement is to lie down like this. It is to tie the hands of one of them to the feet of the other two. Finally, they formed a large circle, and then their clothes were torn into strips of cloth and blindfolded. After basically doing this, a child and a gun can firmly control this group of people. To be honest, I really opened my eyes. Then, he followed Qin Yue to work together, ripping off Maozi's clothes, tearing them into strips, and then tying people up. After a busy work. It's all right. Among the people accused was the black leather coat, who chatted with him and I knew that his surname was Duan, and his name was Duan Jinhu. This Duan Jinhu is a native of Jiamusi, and he is half a fellow countryman with me. He is a Russian gangster, and he is playing the resale and smuggling of cultural relics. As for George, he is not a gangster background. His nickname is "The Thrift Middleman". He was the one in charge of finding things for some of the rich people in Europe all over the world. This time, he set his eyes on the holy relic that Tang Jian said, and he had planned to swallow it alone at the beginning. Originally, it was planned that after Tang Jian moved things out, they would give Tang Jian a rain of bullets in the sky. But because of me, this plan did not come to fruition. And then...... He hung up. It's miserable, it's miserable. We are outside against prisoners of war. The ancient Taoist chief followed suit, squatting on the ground to heal the hair bone that had been pointed at him with a gun just now. Brother Su leaned against the door of the Buddha hall and gasped, panting while wiping the sweat on his face from time to time, and then looked up at the sky with an extremely unnatural expression. When I saw this scene, I knew that he must have gone wrong in his practice, so that he had made such a fuss now. As for Er Bing, he sat there with Brother Su, completely stunned and frightened. I smiled and was about to say something, when I suddenly saw a big raincoat that had run into the depths of the Buddha hall come out. "Friend, the next thing to do is to trouble your brother to do it." The big raincoat stood in front of me and said word by word. I said, "What's the matter, just say it, don't say it's my brother, I will definitely be able to do it." The big raincoat said in a deep voice: "This is a holy relic, and if you go inside along the corridor of the Buddha Hall, there will be a fork in the road, and a road will lead to the room that closes this holy relic." The other path leads to the heart of the reliary. "But the last way, people who don't have kung fu can't walk, this is one, and second, in addition to closing this hidden place, I also have a task when I come here, which is to ask for one thing in it, and then hand it over to a temple." "And this process requires a ritual." The big raincoat looked at me at this time and said, "I know that you are not a believer, and you are not a believer. Maybe you don't need this ritual, but it's important to us. I nodded in understanding. The big raincoat continued: "The ritual is very simple, it is to light some specially formulated spices here. Then, just walk through that passage. But in this process, the spice itself has a strong hallucinogenic effect, and it will amplify the demons in the heart. With the help of the surrounding statues to enhance the atmosphere, if a person's heart is not pure enough, he will not be able to get that thing. Do you understand this? I nodded, in understanding. The big raincoat said: "I have killed too many people, I said, I am a wild ghost without a home and a name." I can't get through the test of the illusion, I can't get it. But your brother, his heart is especially pure. Just like those pilgrims in the snowy plateau, they have a very simple and pure heart. Of course, most importantly, he didn't kill anyone. "So, I'll let him go, but in the meantime, there may be danger, and I'll do my best to protect ......," said the big raincoat staring at me. I listened and heard, "There's no problem with spices, right?" Will there be any side effects? The big raincoat: "That's what the medicine master made himself to help with his cultivation, and it's cleaner than the food you eat in a city restaurant." I thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll ask my brother." Turning around, I walked over to Er Bing and asked for a big raincoat to Er Bing. Er Bing immediately patted his chest and said that there was no problem. Appropriate! This is discussed, I, the big raincoat, Er Bing, three people, took three flashlights from Lao Maozi and walked inside. Seeing this, the old man wanted to come with us, but in a blink of an eye he gave up again, he said, he is still outside, accompany those foreigners. I smiled and didn't say anything, but I knew that he was a little jealous of the atmosphere of the temple. I followed the footsteps of the big raincoat and walked into the corridor. After walking for about 20 meters, I stopped in a small hall. There were six or seven corpses lying in the small hall. Needless to say, this is naturally a masterpiece of Tang Jian. After the big raincoat and I moved the dead aside, the big raincoat pointed me to two different passages to see. The two openings were very deep, and the flashlight flickered and could be seen that one was very short and led to the other stone chamber. The other one is longer, about 30 meters. The length is like this, it is surrounded by one and another carved Buddha statues, and those statues look hideous, very different from the Buddha offered in our temple. Of course, the Buddha statue is not the point, the focus is on the foot of the passage. I shook it with a flashlight, and I could see that the floor tiles of the passage were broken. It's kind of like the kind of mechanics we play games, where some places can be settled, and some places are hollow. Underneath the cavern, there is a deep tunnel, and when I shine a flashlight on the tunnel, I can see rusty iron spears with their tips standing upwards. The big raincoat told me that this was actually a training ground used by monks who practiced in the west more than a thousand years ago to improve their cultivation. There are many more places like this in Tibet. After the monks have been trained in a similar way, they can receive the corresponding title. However, the big raincoat also said that there are not many monks who still adhere to this method and practice hard. The reason is that the world is too rich and wonderful in terms of material things, and people tend to pay too much attention to materials and all kinds of things outside. and neglect the development and excavation of their own potential. "It's like when we are born and we are told to write with our right hand. That's how a lot of our stuff is tied down. The eyes can only see, not hear, and the ears can only hear, not see. "There are many, many things, and we are bound by the habits, dogmas, and so on of our predecessors within a framework of rules, and live according to what others have summarized." "We think that's what our bodies are. Probably forever, it can only be like this. "But in fact, we don't understand, we don't understand our body at all, including the best scientific theories in the West, and we can't fully interpret the human body." "One qiē is just a science that is applicable at the moment, and we studied it and found that oh this theory can be used. We'll use it. It is only the application of the present, not the eternal truth. As he said this, the big raincoat picked up a lighter and lit a torch stuck in the wall. Then he flamed the torch into a groove at the edge of the passage. 360 search miaoie.   high magic psychic update was fast The flames of one side of the wall were ignited. As he did, the big raincoat ignited the flames on the other side of the wall. When the two fire dragons were whirring and burning, I smelled a strange aroma...... Then the big raincoat said to me, "Leave quickly." "My friend, it's up to you to do the next, just jump over and take down a thangka painting hanging on the opposite wall." Er Bing nodded, just about to agree. I suddenly blocked Er Bing, and at the same time said to the big raincoat: "Wait a minute, I'll come, I want to try!" ”