The gifts were received very quickly, and the two boxes were stuffed into the backpack in the blink of an eye.

"The poor monk was entrusted by the living Buddha to invite the druid into Tibet!"

The little boy was not idle, and somehow he found a box and handed it over.

Wen Wanwan was just about to pick it up, and suddenly reacted.

"Living Buddha?"

"Hmm!"

Looking at the box in the little boy's hand, Wen Wanwan came back to her senses and stretched out her hand back.

"We'll talk about you later."

Wen Wanwan didn't dare to agree casually about the things in the snow area, there were too many things involved in that place, and she really couldn't agree casually.

"Let's come in first, let's sit and talk."

Wen Wanwan pushed open the door of the aid station and sat down in the gazebo in the backyard with three people.

Black Boots was hiding under the planted arrows, enjoying the smell of the wind blowing through the pool, and there were a lot of tomatoes and cucumbers next to them.

Even Bai Han prepared a large piece of watermelon for it to relieve the heat in this hot weather.

Lu Ban's eyes were full of envy and glanced at the black boots, making this big guy unconsciously shrink his head into the shell.

The sound of conversation sounded in the backyard, and several people sat in the gazebo and chatted happily.

More than half an hour passed, and Bai Han came to the backyard with a pair of slightly red and swollen eyes.

"Stationmaster, a group of refugees came outside, saying they wanted to see you."

"Refugees?"

"Well, it's either a beggar, or it's a refugee camp."

Hearing this, Wen Wanwan's whole person became even more curious.

"Let them come, there's a lot of space in the backyard."

"Good!"

Bai Han yawned, quickened his pace, and walked in with a group of people.

In the eye, the young man at the front is full of desire to explore.

Followed by the man in sackcloth, his eyes still seemed to be a pair of eyes.

And the bald head in the back turned purple, as if trying to control something.

The rest of the people were not much better, more or less with a slight abnormality, but in comparison, it was still the young man who attracted Wen Wanwan's attention more.

"Miao Jiang Gu heir Erui Formation, come to visit the druid!"

The young man who was Xie Ding quickly took out a box from behind him and handed it to Wen Wanwan, and then this scene seemed to be a beginning, and they all reported their sects and names and handed over gifts.

Looking at the boxes piled together, Wen Wanwan also pulled the group of people to chat with a smile.

In fact, this kind of meeting is meaningless, and the gift is the most important thing.

The shaman itself does not have deep roots in the country, but this return is with the sword of Shang Fang, which means that these sects that control the metaphysical resources will have to give some blood more or less.

Who gives up how much benefit, and who can drink some soup after the back, it all depends on the result after this meeting.

Although this decisive policy must be decided by the Baojiaxian lineage, don't forget that shamans have a lot of calves.

If Wen Wanwan said something bad about someone, this butcher's knife might be able to cut off on his body.

Last night, it took them fifteen minutes to directly uproot the beggars' base in the south.

Fifteen minutes!

There are more than 300 people up and down the entire base, and they don't know the mother who was beaten like this.

Now the things in the southern base area of the beggars have basically been taken over by the shamans.

And the rest of those who are related to it are also lost to the Longhu Mountain lineage who took care of Wen Wanwan before.

Seeing this situation, whether it was praying that the butcher's knife would not fall on him, or wanting to drink some soup after him, he took action this time.

A group of refugees didn't stay here for long, just gave gifts and chatted a few words, leaving a similar impression.

After sending off a large group of people, Wen Wanwan also set her eyes on the little boy who had not spoken.

"Now it's your business, let's talk about it first."

The little boy was silent for a moment before he began to explain.

"My name is Raasa, and when we visited the holy mountain some time ago, we found that many golden eagles were dying."

"After that, the Great Lama asked the Living Buddha, and the Living Buddha said that if he wants to save them, he can only come and ask you."

Golden eagles usually live in the plateau area, in this area of Changbai Mountain, but there are not many of them, and most of the golden eagles in China actually live in the snow area.

The sacred mountain in Xiaola's mouth is called Kailash, which is considered a sacred mountain in Tibetan Buddhism and is also called the center of the world in the scientific community.

The golden eagle living on Kailash is also considered by Tibetan Buddhists to be the messenger of the Buddha.

Wen Wanwan probably knew what the situation was after listening to what Xiaola said.

In the past 30 years, although the life of the golden eagle in that area was not very good, it was never a threat of widespread death.

But in recent years, with the improvement of living standards, a large number of tourists have broken into this area.

The destruction caused by human activities has reduced the hunting range of golden eagles again and again, and the environment has also been destroyed, making it extremely difficult for them to survive.

The Living Buddha asked the child to find himself, and I am afraid that scientific methods can no longer restore the ecology of that area.

It is only possible by relying on metaphysical methods.

After asking a few more questions, Wen Wanwan also frowned and thought about it.

According to Xiaola, the biggest problem in that area now is not how to save the golden eagles, but the ecological environment is no longer able to meet their needs.

After pondering for a long time, Wen Wanwan briefly got two solutions.

The first is to relocate some of the golden eagles and let the number of golden eagles decline, so that the current ecology can meet the needs of survival.

Of course, this is also a palliative rather than a cure.

The other is to breed several times or even more than ten times the area that tourists cannot reach through the method of raising land through the beast cultivation method.

In this way, the golden eagle does not need to expand the hunting range, and with the abundant resources, it can completely restore a high standard of life.

"I roughly understand the situation, I'll make a phone call first."

Wen Wanwan quickly figured out her mobile phone and dialed Qu Annan's phone.

Seeing that the phone was connected, Wen Wanwan quickly explained the matter, and then hesitated for a moment before adding.

"If the conditions allow, I still want to go and see it, the living Buddha himself speaks, there should be no danger."

Qu Annan pondered for a moment before coming up with a solution.

"I remember that this kind of aid station also exists in the snow area, if you go this time, take the official way, find a plausible excuse, and no one will take the opportunity to make trouble."

"Shaman's current situation, is it really okay for me to go?"

"It's okay, the old man in my family is still alive, and the current metaphysics door can't afford to make any waves."

Hearing Qu Annan's assurance, Wen Wanwan also breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone, looking at Xiaola, who had clear eyes, and gave an affirmative answer.

(End of chapter)