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In essence, Verkhoyansk is a forest farm, and the people who live here are either lumberjacks, hunters who come to pan for gold, and some criminals and thieves from Yakutsk or elsewhere.

In this kind of place, once the October passes, the mountains are covered with heavy snow, the weather is cold, and even the Far Eastern Highway will be completely cut off from traffic, and it is not an exaggeration to call this place isolated from the world.

In other words, in this hellish place, the law really doesn't have much use.

But after the five of us entered the tavern, the chaotic crowd made way for us, and the bastards with gloating smiles on their faces, exchanged their heads with each other, and pointed at our clothes and equipment, probably fancy our professional mountaineering clothes and equipment.

An old man with a white beard lay on the counter and said in half-baked Chinese, Oh! What do you need for guests from afar?

The old man's Chinese was good, so Zhang Wuren pointed to the vodka on the shelf and said, first two bottles, what are the things to eat?

The old man said, meat! Venison, pheasant, and bear!

There is no shortage of meat here, but vegetables are rare. Moreover, the locals eat and drink too boldly, although they do not drink blood, but they only boil with white water and a little salt. Zhang Wuyi and I frowned, and Prince Wen was even more obsessive, and he couldn't eat a bite.

I can't help it, I'm so tired.

But the Zhong brothers didn't care, these two guys had even eaten zombies that had been dead for hundreds of years when they were in retreat to study the royal corpse, not to mention these meats?

The wine is also very strong, it is the kind of strong liquor of fifty or sixty degrees, and it is like a fire when drunk, but it is a good thing to ward off the cold.

The five of us sat at a table without paying attention, and although the people around us whispered to us, no one wanted to be the first to do it.

I said, this place is a mess.

The Zhong brothers snorted and said, rare and strange! Boy, don't keep your hands when the fight starts, these bastards, hack one or two to death, and the people behind will promise to coax, if you dare to show mercy, you will be swallowed and even the bones and scum will be gone.

As soon as the words fell, a wine bottle slammed on the table, and as soon as I turned around, I saw a strong man who looked like a big dog and bear and said drunkenly, "Hey! Man, I don't bully people either, a bottle of wine, change your clothes, how about it?

Zhang Wuren didn't say a word, he took out the tantric iron rod and knocked it directly, and this time he was caught off guard, and the strong man like a big dog and bear was beaten and screamed, and rolled on the ground holding his wrists.

This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and most of the strong men in the tavern stood up, and some people were shocked that they had beaten Victor!

A few men picked up the table and stools and were about to rush over, but they were grabbed by the Zhong brothers and thrown back. Don't look at the Russian old Maozi is tall and has a tiger's back, but in the hands of the Zhong brothers, he is like a big doll, smashing everywhere.

Someone pulled out the shotgun from his arms and wanted to yell not to move, but before the gun was raised, a chopstick directly penetrated the palm of his hand, and the shotgun fell to the ground with a clatter.

More than a dozen men were beaten by a few of us, and everyone was shocked, some of them rushed out after opening the door, and many more shrank in the corner of the tavern, most of them woke up, trembling and not speaking.

The boss of the Zhong family said loudly, be honest with the fuck! Stand up for me if you can understand Chinese! Lying on the ground if you don't understand! Don't play tricks on Lao Tzu!

As soon as these words were spoken, most of the people stood up tremblingly, and they blinked their big red eyes stimulated by alcohol, a little overwhelmed.

I said,, when did Lao Maozi circulate Chinese?

Zhang Wuren said: It is not uncommon that there are hired Russian loggers on the side of the Great Khing'an Mountains, and these are all people who live at the bottom of the society, and they will go to cut down where they have money, and now many of the loggers on the Siberian Plateau have worked in the Great Khing'an Mountains.

The Zhong brothers said, don't provoke Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will naturally not bully you. Okay, who's the head here, and I ask a few questions?

That head is the strong man whose wrist was broken by Zhang Wuren's stick, and it is also the head of the lumberjacks, similar to the contractor on the construction site. He now knew that we were powerful, and he was talking about Chinese kung fu, but he didn't dare to approach.

I said, let me ask you a few questions, have any British come over these days?

The strong man blinked his eyes, but the Chinese was slippery, and he said, two days ago, someone came and took a few of us workers with them.

Two days ago, Prince Chik and the others had indeed been here, a total of seven people, three holy knights and four corpses of Yangtze River Town. The two cars were parked outside when they came.

Because Prince Chik showed his wealth in the tavern, it aroused the evil intentions of the local lumberjacks, but Prince Chik didn't do it himself, and the four corpses of Yangtze River Town beat this group of people, and two of them were cut off on the spot and became wasters.

Whoever has a hard fist in this hellish place is the boss, Prince Chick is different from us, he is unscrupulous, and after asking the locals for a map, he didn't spend the night here, and he left with two people who were familiar with the terrain.

I calculated the time and said, it's been two days, we have to hurry up, otherwise even if we find the Yinyang Cottage, it is estimated that we will not even have soup to drink.

Zhang Wuren said, I can't stay here overnight, pick two people who can speak Chinese and are familiar with the surrounding terrain as guides, let's eat and drink enough and leave.

I thought that as long as I had money, I would be able to do things, but the old hairy people had to rush to follow us into the wilderness. But who knew that after we said it, everyone looked at each other, and no one wanted to go. Even if we offered to give money first, no one would want to.

The strong man said, sir, the cold snap of the Arctic Circle has come, and to enter the wilderness at this time is to seek death, and even the most experienced guide is unwilling to go.

The boss of the Zhong family said coldly, even if you die, you have to die in the wilderness. Okay, I'm not reluctant, you just go with us to the wilderness, and Lao Tzu will give you a lot of money after finding a place!

The Russian strong man tore his hair with both hands, but did not dare to resist. I guess I regretted it a long time ago, why provoked us.

Because we had to chase Prince Chick, we didn't waste time, and after we were ready to eat something, we packed up our equipment and went into the wilderness. But at this time, Zhang Wuyi's face suddenly changed, and he said, good guy! A Buddhist master is here!

When I looked at it, I found that on the tantric iron rod in Zhang Wuren's hand, those Buddhist texts began to flicker as if they were alive.

Zhang Wuren slammed into the window, wiped away the fog with his hands, and then saw a series of green lights appear on the Far Eastern Highway.

The green glow was fast, and there was a roar of a car engine. The lights got closer and closer, and after a few minutes, they stopped on the forest farm in front of Verkhoyansk.

The lights went out, and four men in red coats came down, standing neatly in place, bending slightly over the jeep. Four packages were thrown down from the jeep, and then the car was started and drove away, leaving Verkhoyansk.

Only the four men in red coats carried the package on their backs, glanced left and right, and walked in the direction of the tavern.

The four of them got closer and closer, and I saw more and more clearly, but I was more and more surprised in my heart.

Because these four guys turned out to be monks with smooth heads!

That's right! A monk indeed! They were dressed thickly, with a red robe over them, and they didn't even wear a hat on their heads, and the cold wind whipped up the snowflakes on the ground and slapped them on their faces, but they didn't feel cold at all.

I looked at the tantric iron rod in Zhang Wuren's hand, and then whispered, Dharma monk?

Zhang Wuren said that he was a monk, but he didn't look like a monk in China. It's strange, these four old monks seem to be Ah San from Tianzhu.

Prince Wen, who has never spoken, said coldly, the people of the Tianzhu old monk's group, a very disgusting group of guys. Although they recite the Buddha, they do not abide by the precepts of the Buddha, they kill, they eat meat, they drink alcohol, they are ruthless, and they do things by unscrupulous means.

It's not so much that they are Buddhist monks as they are a group of soldiers in robes!

As soon as I mentioned the Tianzhu Old Sangha, I immediately remembered the information that Colonel Di Ming showed me, which mentioned the name of the Tianzhu Old Sangha. But the name is there, but there is very little specific information about the old monk group of Tianzhu.

I said, it's strange, what are the old monks of the old Sangha doing in Siberia? Is it also for the Yin and Yang Cottage?

Zhang Wuren groaned slightly, and said, put on a mask and hat, don't be recognized.

The four monks, about forty or fifty years old, with bare heads and frost on their eyebrows, pushed the door open when they reached the tavern. After entering, he glanced around, and then a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.