Allow me here to explain Yao Yuan's appearance: this is a half-old man, dressed in the clothes of the Kyan tribe, gray and white; He has a flowing goatee on his chin, and his face is small and thin, just like the Shaoxing master who often appears on TV, and he is full of shrewdness and philistine.

Yao Yuan's skills are good, taking advantage of the noise in the village behind, he pointed to the ground on tiptoe and sprinted towards this side.

I took a deep breath, inhaled, exhaled, pinched him in the right position, jumped out of the grass the moment I approached, pounced on him, and pressed it to the ground. Yao Yuan struggled violently, and I struck him in the back of the neck with a knife. According to the plot on TV, he should have fallen all of a sudden and not woke up, but unfortunately, maybe my strength was wrong, Yao Yuan did not faint, but a miserable scream of "ah", and then fell to the ground and pumped. Yao Yuan is old, but he is spiritual, and I knocked a knife, and after pulling it, my hand touched his waist.

I saw that his waist was bulging, and I didn't dare to let him play, so I held him down hard and shouted "stop" in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, Yao Yuan was actually very obedient, stopped struggling, and asked me in a low voice who I was.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, I controlled his hands, and didn't have the patience to say anything to him, just asked Li Qiuyang what the stone he photographed looked like? Yao Yuan suddenly realized that he had come for the stone. I said yes, say it quickly. At this time, a beam of light shone towards us, I lowered my body, and after the beam left, I whispered: "I'm just a passer-by who came after chasing the stone, you told me what the stone looked like after it was unraveled, as for the death of Li Qiuyang and those people, I won't pursue it with you......"

We broke through the Grand Stupa before, Yao Yuan must have known about it, he laughed miserably, and said: "Okay, you must have heard too many rumors, to tell you the truth, after the stone was solved, it was a piece of jade, it was a red jade, the outside was crystal clear, and there was a black mist inside, showing the appearance of a drop of blood." There was a bad aura, a very heavy evil aura, almost as strong as substance. Shanzang said that this is a piece of fierce tiger hiding jade that is rare for thousands of years, and it naturally comes with a drop of amber blood, which is a very powerful material. But don't think about it, that piece of jade was sent away by Shanzang, and I don't know where it is......"

Listening to Yao Yuan's description, I am already ninety percent sure that this No. 105 stone is definitely not the unicorn tire we are looking for. It may have a very important use for others, and all parties compete for it, but it doesn't mean anything to me and the miscellaneous little way. Holding the dagger to his heart, I slowly pulled him back behind the wild mango tree where I had just been, picked up the captured rifle from the ground, and then asked him why he wanted to kill Li Qiuyang, and why did he run away now?

Yao Yuan sighed and said that Li Qiuyang had been his friend for many years, and he had been working as a consultant in Li Qiuyang's company. However, it is a pity that before he came to Myanmar, he was beheaded in his hometown that he couldn't crack, so he listened to the man's threat, and dragged Li Qiuyang to come to Myanmar and bid for the stone. He has always been like a puppet, being commanded hand and foot, but witnessing Li Qiuyang's tragic death, he is naturally both sad and worried, always trying to find a way out. He didn't dare to take the avenue, so he had to hide in the mountains and forests......

I touched his bulging waist, and in addition to a short blade, there was a hard humanoid doll.

This humanoid doll is only the size of two fists, soft and hard to the touch, pinched, and made of clay. I asked him if he had fallen for the "puppet stand-in", and he nodded yes. In the past, he also made a living by showing fortune telling and watching feng shui, and he knew some taboos and exquisiteness, but he fell into this inexplicable head drop, and his heart hurt like an insect all day long, and in desperation, he only did something that made him feel ashamed. He was driven by others to kill Li Qiuyang and others, but that was unwilling. Stealing this mud doll today is the thing that can be relieved for him.

I took this clay doll, and then looked at it in the faint light, and the more I looked, the more I felt that it was very similar to the appearance of the miscellaneous hairy path, especially the obscenity between the eyebrows, which was exactly the same temperament.

I held this clay doll in front of Yao Yuan's eyes and said Are you sure this clay doll is the medium of your head?

Yao Yuan stared at it for a while, and said suspiciously, why doesn't this thing look alike? It stands to reason that clay dolls made of the essence of my own blood are generally partially similar to the owner's appearance - there is no scientific basis for this thing, but it still seems to have some implication. However, the clay doll in my hand is very different from the distant appearance and temperament.

Yao Yuan swallowed his saliva and wanted to scold his mother: I ...... Looks like a mistake!

He said this with a look of frustration, but my heart burst with joy. Yao Yuan is simply a living Lei Feng, this thing should be the mud doll that descended to the miscellaneous hair trail - just now I was about to desperately break into the Grand Pagoda, but I didn't expect Yao Yuan to send it directly to me. Ignoring his frustration, I hurriedly asked, saying that this has a mud doll, how to relieve it?

Yao Yuan's mind has not yet been relieved from the emotion of taking the wrong thing, but I don't dare to slack off too much compared to the tip of the knife, and the method of relieving the surrender is also simple: just be descended by the person to the clay doll and salute, then kneel down and worship, bow nine times, shout your name every time you kneel, and then smoke the clay doll nine times with incense candles, pour a bubble of hot urine on it, and then find a yin attribute tree root and bury it. In this way, all the restraints on the body are untied.

Yao Yuan looked at me pitifully and said that he wanted to go back and get his clay doll back.

I asked him if the person who had descended as a puppet stand-in was the ugly-looking Venerable Zenzo?

He nodded and said yes. I pointed to the bright black shadows of the village of Cuomuk and the mountainside, and I wondered if the guy had died in the indiscriminate shooting. As long as he dies, everything will disappear, so why bother to get the mud doll back? It's too chaotic now, and it's really dangerous in the past. Yao Yuan shook his head and said Cunning Rabbit Three Caves, do you really think Shanzang is a person who is at the end of his rope? This guy has already sorted out the underground passages inside the Grand Stupa, and can withdraw to their headquarters at any time if the situation is not right.

I sensitively heard the word "headquarters", my eyes lit up, and I asked where is the headquarters?

Yao Yuan said that he didn't know what to say, his identity here, if it sounded good, he was a guest, and if it didn't sound good, he was a prisoner, where could he know so many things? The headquarters is the headquarters, but it should also be in this mountainous area. Sure enough, the fat worm had already come back all the way at this moment, and gave me the same answer: Shanzang ran away, and Mao was not seen, and the group of people who were stubbornly resisting and struggling to the death at the moment should have also been abandoned by him. Once the big man gets serious, his hands are very black.

I carefully placed the clay doll in my baggage, and looked at the village of Cuomuk, where the flames were burning, and many snakes were swimming towards the stream because they were afraid of the heat. The situation of the battle there no longer arouses any interest or curiosity on my part. At this moment, my only thought is to rush back to the cave by the river, and follow Yao Yuan's method to relieve this mud doll from the miscellaneous hairy path.

That's the only thing I want and think about at the moment.

I pointed to Yao Yuan and asked him to follow me. Without the care of the little demon Duoduo, walking in this jungle, in addition to relying on will, it seems that there must be a guy who supports each other. Moreover, I sent Yao Yuan back, there are a lot of things that need to be understood and verified by him, if this method of surrender is wrong, I won't run in vain at that time? Only if he is by his side, and he does it, he can do his best, because if he plays tricks, I can directly shoot him to death—or, on the twenty-fourth, I can use the noon Gu to test his perseverance.

Although he desperately wanted to go back to find his clay doll, but being pointed at a gun, Yao Yuan actually had no choice at all, so he could only nod.

Regardless of the outcome of the battle between the two sides in the wrong Muke, because if either of them wins and takes a breath, then what we will face must be a fierce retaliation or interrogation, if we don't leave now, when will we wait? The two of us were groping our way back in the dark. Because the moonlight was still good that day, although there was no help from the little demon Duoduo, he was still able to barely walk.

Yao Yuan is very curious about the fat worms who train pathfinders around us, he is a fortune teller born, and he travels south and north, so he is naturally very knowledgeable. He asked me if I was a Gu master—being able to command a fat bug to run around was naturally this kind of profession. I didn't deny it, and then I asked for Gen-la Zenzo's message. Yao Yuan didn't know much, but he knew Burmese, so he could understand some of the content, so he told me that Master Shanzang was not the highest ranking person, and there were many powerful head lowering masters in the headquarters. The foreign militants, who had heard that they were the men of the northern drug lord Wang Lun Khan, were seconded here to assist Shanzang in his actions.

The river was far away from here, and I walked for about ten hours during the day, and now it was night, and the road conditions were not very ideal, and we walked for more than three hours, which was not even more than an hour long during the day. Passing by a forest, Yao Yuan suddenly didn't dare to move forward again. I asked what's wrong? He stiffened his fingers and pointed tremblingly over the woods. I looked along and was shocked.

I saw a monk, suspended in the middle of the air.