Ma Sihai squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and said, "There is no embarrassment in this group of wolves, or it is hiding in some corner and is giving orders, if we don't kill it, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape." In my opinion, the master can't be rash, even if you can rush in and rescue Battle, the form is not optimistic, this is not a forest area or a mountainous area, this is a grassland, there is no cover, as long as we run out of bullets, that group of hungry wolves will pounce on us and tear us apart. ”

He didn't have any other skills, that is, he had a unique insight into dealing with these creatures in the world, and Wushuang had to ask Ma Sihai if there was any better way.

Ma Sihai said, we can't divide the troops, break up the wolves in front of the Yellow Temple and rush in, supply ammunition to the people inside, and use the four walls of the Yellow Temple as a support to fight back, how long can it be supported.

"Second Grandpa, are you confused? Look at them, there are too many of them, how many bullets can we all have together?" Wushuang asked.

"Master believe me, the four seas have their own way, if you don't see a rabbit, you don't scatter an eagle, as long as that embarrassment dares to show its head, their end will come!" Ma Sihai said confidently.

"Okay, listen to my second grandfather, Yun Qiang, rush in with someone to save your eldest brother!" Wushuang ordered.

More than 50 horses rode fast horses to the Yellow Temple, running and releasing guns, they now have enough ammunition, and the horses are accurate in marksmanship, and it is not easy to tear a hole.

The companions hiding in the Yellow Temple heard the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, and the gunfire became more and more intensive, so they hurriedly opened the door of the Yellow Temple and struck the hungry wolf in front and back. The horse team roared and rushed into the Yellow Temple, Yun Qiang closed the temple door with his backhand, and assigned his brothers to all corners of the outer wall of the Yellow Temple to form a crossfire.

"Battle has seen Master!" Battle knelt down on one knee with his hands clenched into fists.

"Hurry up, when are you still paying attention to these?How about it?How many men have you lost?" Wushuang helped him up.

"Well, I've got eight brothers left, and if you hadn't arrived, I'd have been killed in a few minutes. We don't care, but you ...... Why are you here? You finally got out of danger, don't take risks for our horse gang! Yun Qiang, let the brothers escort the master out!" After going through so much, Battle gradually began to trust the young master who trusted the thief, whether they were Wu Gongyao's subordinates or Mo Xiaoqi's subordinates, the two thieves only had one descendant, Wushuang, if there was a mistake......

The two lamas seemed to have long looked down on life and death, sitting in the Yellow Temple with their eyes closed, shaking the prayer wheel, and chanting in a low voice.

"You say you two really have determination? Why don't you leave? The seventh ranch is empty, and you still don't leave? Why don't you go? The Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle, you two have to sacrifice your life to feed the wolves?" Wushuang has no faith, and he is not taboo to kick these lamas who recite the scriptures, he is really in a hurry, if it weren't for saving them, maybe Battle would not have almost wiped out the whole army, they have fast horses, how can they not run and still can't outrun the wolves?

"Master, you dissipate your anger, I asked just now, these two lamas are not leaving, not to say that the temple is in the temple, even if they die, they will die in the temple. Battle grabbed Wushuang.

In the courtyard of the Yellow Temple, there is a small tower more than two meters high, on which is a gabion, and in the cage is a brass container like a bell.

"What is this for?" Wushuang opened the gabion and reached in to take out the clock.

"Stop, don't touch it, that's the treasure of our temple!" the little lama rushed up and grabbed Wushuang.

"What treasure can you have in a grassland yellow temple? Really, if your life is gone, you will return the treasure? "Wushuang is not a dog who looks down on people, does the Dong family have any good things? Wushuang has never seen any good things since he was a child? Even if the lama gives this bronze bell to Wushuang, he is not uncommon.

If someone dared to talk to Wushuang like this, they would have been punched and kicked by this group of horses, but there were their beliefs in this yellow temple, so they had to persuade Wushuang not to be like the two little lamas.

Ma Sihai is good at observing things, and these eyes don't know how many treasures of the world they have seen, and nothing can escape his awareness. He stroked his gray beard and said, "Hehe...... Master, that is not an ordinary bronze bell, this thing is called the dry bell, it is a sealed container for storing valuables on the grassland, this tower is called the Buddha bone tower, I believe that the dry bell is dedicated to the Buddha bone relics. The Buddha bone relics are only available after the high monks sit on the bones, which is a symbol of the immeasurable Buddhism in Tibetan Buddhism, and it is naturally a treasure for this yellow temple. ”

"Oh, Buddha bone relics, in the small yellow temple, I didn't expect that there were high-ranking monks here to participate in meditation before?"

Battle said, Master, don't you know, the reason why this Yellow Temple is effective is also due to its previous host, we are called the Grand Master. This great master is named Luo Bu Ganya, his Dharma is boundless, he is the living Buddha Kampo on the Hulunbuir grassland, and the **** living Buddha in Tibet has also come to listen to him preach Zen.

"Dried radish...... Ya seems to have heard of it, sins and sins, just now I was offended a lot and I hope that Archmage Hai Han! "Wushuang respects the religion of every nation, and although he has no faith, he does not reject faith. He knelt on the ground and reverently kowtowed three times to the relics of Archmage Lobuganya.

Yun Qiang's horse gang wanted to go to the border between China and Russia to find Wushuang, so the ammunition belt on his body was relatively sufficient, and for a while, the horses temporarily forced back the wolves outside with musket bullets, but those wolves did not go far, still outside the book, and the area where the musket could not hit was waiting for the best opportunity for the next attack.

Battle instructed his brothers to hurry out and dispose of the wolf carcass outside the temple, and to put the scattered ammunition back together.

"You two are reluctant to leave just to guard the relics of the archmage?" Wushuang asked.

"Yes, the master said before his death that he will turn into a relic after his death, so let us keep the relics no matter what, and we must not let the relics leave the Yellow Temple for half a step. The two little lamas explained.

"Why? Since he has high mana, can't he think that there will be a wolf disaster in the grassland in a few years? His apprentice has to guard the relics even if he can't even save his life? Isn't this stupid?"

Ma Sihai has lived in the mountains of the Great Khing'an Mountains for half a century, and those appalling legends in the mountains and grasslands cannot escape his ears. Some of them are true, and Ma Sihai still remembers them vividly, such as this Archmage Lobuganya.

He dragged Wushuang aside and said, "Since ancient times, the relics have been the treasures of Buddhism, and there are not many monks and lamas who can turn relics into relics after death. Not only is this thing rare, but it's also very evil and can shake anything dirty. Theoretically, the relics have a powerful biomagnetic field that can dispel the resentment of those dirty things and calm them down. ”