Chapter 236: Back from the Dead
was underestimated again, but Chen Kan no longer had that self-righteous pride in his heart.
He bowed his head and arched his hand, "Thank you!" ”
After finding a corner and sitting down, Chen Kan began to close his eyes and recuperate.
He believed that Maggie, as the true master of this place, said that they had mastered the whereabouts of the White Lotus Sect, that is, they must have mastered it.
Because those White Lotus Sectists are the same as Chen Kan, they are in the mountains, and they are also no match for the local Tusi, even if they are in Shuzhong, they often run around the mountains.
There was no word all night, and when the sky was slightly bright, Chen Kan opened his eyes.
Maggie and Ma Bao'er, as well as the young patriarch of Pengyi, were all ready to go, and seeing that Chen Kan had come to his senses, Maggie asked, "Can you still go?" ”
Chen Kan nodded: "Yes!" ”
He knew why Maggie had asked, because blood was oozing from his feet.
After climbing several mountains in one night, Chen Kan's feet with fine skin and tender flesh were already overwhelmed.
If it had been in the past, Chen Kan would have been bitter for a long time, but now, he felt that he could climb a few more mountains.
Maggie shook her head, then turned over and stepped onto the king's back, driving the king to Chen Kan. said angrily: "Come on, I really don't know what you Han people think, if you can't do it, you can't do it, you have to be strong." ”
Chen Kan grinned, and sat on the broad back of the tiger without being polite to Maggie.
Anyway, it's not the first time he's riding a tiger with Maggie, and as for whether men and women are intimate or not, who cares about those sour dogmas at this time?
"According to the news that the sons and daughters have inquired about, those White Lotus Sectists in your mouth are moving in the direction of Rabbit Ear Pass, but their number is not large, about four or five hundred."
While controlling the tiger, Maggie told Chen Kan the news that the natives under their command had returned.
Chen Kan nodded thoughtfully, he understood the intention of the White Lotus Sect, and fled separately.
In this way, you can indeed escape the pursuit of the imperial army to the greatest extent.
Unfortunately, they probably didn't calculate that it was not the imperial court's army that was chasing them at all, but the local natives of Yunnan.
Maggie continued: "Our plan is to search the mountains in a complete way, and at the same time block all their retreats, force them to the Rabbit Ear Pass, and then cooperate with the defenders of the Rabbit Ear Pass to wipe them out. ”
Chen Kan has no objections to the plans of Maggie and others, this is already the best way.
If they fight in the mountains, not to mention that there are no conditions for fighting in the mountains, even if all the toasts rush up, they may not be able to wipe them out.
There are so many places in the mountains where you can hide your body, and besides, there is no shortage of food in the mountains, if you play a protracted battle with them in the mountains, then you don't know when this battle will really come to an end.
That was not the result Chen Kan wanted.
Chen Kan was still waiting to take the head of the Buddha and go back to the Moon Village to sacrifice the innocent people who died.
......
The holy woman, who was fleeing for her life on a small road, also learned that the pursuers were local Tusi and not the imperial army.
With a blushing face, she asked the White Lotus Sectist who was in charge of inquiring about the news, "Didn't you say that the Tusi of Yunnan is not subject to the dispatch of the government?" ”
The man's face was also very ugly, and he could guarantee that his information was absolutely fine.
But he really couldn't explain why the toasts were chasing them so badly.
They have no grudges with these toasts in the past and no enmity in the near future, and the devil knows why they listened to Chen Kan's words.
He looked at the one-armed man.
Feeling the man's somewhat sad and angry gaze, the one-armed man glanced at him with some disdain.
The saint frowned slightly, even if she slaughtered the natives of Mochizuki Village, there shouldn't be so many natives coming into the mountains to chase and kill them, those natives are like mad dogs, they refuse to let go when they bite it, this is definitely someone planning and directing behind their backs.
She chose to hide in the mountains and forests after the plan failed, because she considered that they would definitely not be able to outrun the cavalry of the imperial court on the official road.
But I didn't expect to miss these mad dog-like natives.
Could it be that these natives were sent by that man?
Impossible, it is said that these natives don't even buy Mu Sheng's face, how can they be willing to be driven by that person?
The saint was puzzled, so she had to look at the man on the side and said, "Let's do it according to the original plan, our goal is too big, go separately." ”
The one-armed man grinned and nodded faintly: "Okay!" ”
The Holy Maiden had prepared many escape plans, the worst of which was to sacrifice all the White Lotus Cultists to cover their escape.
And now, although those natives haven't caught up yet, she instinctively feels that she can't drag it out any longer, and if it drags on any longer, she will be wiped out.
With the Holy Maiden's order, the White Lotus Sect disciples present instantly dispersed into more than ten teams.
With the exception of two or three of them, the other teams all turned around and began to flee in different directions.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, the saint's heart was dripping blood, although most of the people who went to die were disciples under the command of Xifozi.
But Xifozi has now returned to the West, she only needs to go to Shuzhong to rectify it, and these people will become part of her power.
Now they have to be sent to their deaths.
This is all meat that is about to be eaten in her mouth, how can she not feel distressed?
When she came, she was arrogant and exhausted, thinking that this trip was foolproof, but who expected that she would end up with such a fate.
How painful is it to survive with a broken tail?
But now is not the time for sorrow, the pursuers do not know when they will catch up, and they must flee from the mountains as soon as possible.
The one-armed man ripped off the mask that shrouded his mouth and shouted in a strange tone, "Follow me!" ”
The team he led had the heaviest task, because he had to cut off the Holy Maiden.
And the team led by the saint turned the road and walked into a small road.
She had done her homework well, and she had already let people inquire into where there was any road.
After a stick of incense, a dwarf appeared in place with a young girl.
"God won't kill me, hahahahaha......"
The dwarf man laughed a little maniacally, causing the girl next to him to look frightened.
I thought that when the revenge was avenged, at least after returning to Shuzhong.
I didn't think that the toast in Yunnan went crazy and turned that bitch like a lost dog, isn't this a godsend for him?
How can he not be happy, not crazy?
After finding a direction, he led the girl into the woods.
In such mountains and forests, he is truly like a fish in water.
In his eyes, those toasts were just dirt chickens and tiles, as long as he wanted to, he could leave those natives far behind at any time, even if he was seriously injured.
Because, he is a monkey himself.
In a few swings, he had already led the girl to the path of a death squad.
There were only more than twenty people in the team, and the White Lotus Sect leader had a gloomy look on his face.
The expressions on the faces of the White Lotus Sect under his command were also ugly.
Because the saint is going to send them to death.
Who will be in a good mood?
"If the Buddha is here, why should we go to work for that girl?"
"Boss, where did the Buddha go, did you give me an accurate word?"
The White Lotus Sect under his command suddenly became irritable, and the leader said angrily: "You ask me, who will I ask." ”
"Even if the Buddha wants to go back to Shuzhong, he should say hello to the brothers."
"Now it's good that a woman has climbed on top of us, and we have come to help her, but she wants her brothers to die, isn't this revenge?"
There were more and more complaints in the team, and the leader said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense. ”
An exclamation suddenly came from the team: "When is it, boss, are you still defending that bitch?" ”
The leader reprimanded angrily: "The identity of the Holy Maiden is recognized by the Holy Mother, what can Lao Tzu do, the Buddha leaves suddenly, there must be something urgent, whatever you shout, you must keep your mouth shut for Lao Tzu." ”
At the mention of Our Lady, the voices of disgruntle in the procession suddenly stopped, and they did not dare to continue complaining, but the expression on their faces became more ugly.
The Buddha disappeared without saying a word, which made many White Lotus disciples from Shu very panicked.
Although the saint's explanation was reasonable, they always felt that something was not right.
If they hadn't believed in the strength of their own Buddha, they would have suspected that the Buddha had been killed.
Of course, the most important thing is that they have no reason to suspect that the saint will murder the Buddha, after all, even the saint is supported by the Buddha single-handedly, and the strength of the saint is not enough to make the Buddha disappear silently.
To put it simply, although they are not convinced that a woman stands on their head to and pee, they still trust her.
Their conversation made the Buddha hiding in the shadows hear it clearly.
For a while, he only felt a little worried, these fools, didn't they suspect that Lao Tzu had been killed?
He felt that he had to show up, and if he didn't, these idiots would probably die.
"Ahem!"
The Buddha coughed lightly, which immediately attracted the attention of the death squad.
"Who?"
"Get out!"
The death squad suddenly became vigilant.
The Buddha slowly slid down from the trunk of the tree, and said gloomily: "Lao Tzu got out, what, what are your opinions?" ”
"Buddha?"
The leader rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the Buddha they had been thinking about day and night.
As for the girl beside the Buddha, she was gorgeously ignored by everyone, just a native woman, and it was not worth their second glance, even if the village from which the native woman was born was slaughtered by them yesterday.
"It's me!"
The Buddha is half-squatting, with his hands on the ground, looking like an ape, which is his favorite pose.
Seeing this posture, the man couldn't help but have hot eyes and asked, "Buddha, didn't the holy woman say that you went back to Shuzhong, why did you come back so soon?" ”
The Buddha frowned, shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about this, gather the brothers, and I will take you out of the encirclement." ”
Losing to the one-armed man and almost dying at his hands, the Buddha decided to rot in his stomach.
I haven't fought alone, and I've been buried by others, it's really embarrassing to say it.
Thinking that he was dignified and White Lotus Sect West Buddha, when did he suffer such a great shame?
Of course, one yard is one yard, and revenge must still be avenged.
But as soon as he said this, he saw an embarrassed look on the man's face.
The Buddha frowned and said, "What's wrong?" ”
The man shook his head and arched his hand: "Buddha, many things have happened since you left, we were defeated, that man survived our siege, Holy Eagle... The Holy Eagle was taken by the Holy Maiden. ”
Of course, the Buddha knew these things, and the purpose of his asking this sentence was simply to test that these people in front of him still had some heartfelt feelings for him.
Now it seems that that bitch's wrist is not very good, it has been a day and a night, and it has not yet made all the White Lotus cultists return to their hearts.
He smiled faintly, "It's okay. ”
With that, he put his hands together and put his thumbs together on his mouth, and after a few moments, a low voice came out.
Although the route of the Holy Maiden's escape was planned in advance, in the endless mountains, she still needed a coordinate, and only in this way could she choose the right one among the countless paths.
And that coordinate is the goshawk hovering in the mountains.
The goshawk knows the way and can point her in the right direction.
But when it came to the edge of a canyon, the goshawk was hovering in circles above, as if it had encountered something that confused it.
"What's going on?"
The woman looked at the goshawk that was constantly circling in the sky, and her face suddenly became ugly.
If the eagle no longer leads her way, how can she escape from the mountains?
The team responsible for guarding the safety of the Holy Maiden is also a little confused, they are all brought by the Holy Maiden from Jiangnan, and they don't know much about this legendary Holy Eagle.
Could it be that the Holy Eagle is also lost?
They looked at a man in the team at the same time, all the way, he was using his whistle to control the Holy Eagle to lead the way for everyone, and now the Holy Eagle was suddenly out of control, except for the accident he had done by him, they couldn't think of any other explanation.
When the man saw this, his face showed a thoughtful expression.
He took out the whistle from his bosom and blew it in his mouth, but instead of swooping down as usual, the eagle kept spinning in mid-air.
"What happened?"
In the face of the Holy Maiden's questioning, the man bowed down and said, "Hui Holy Maiden, in addition to his subordinates, there are other people who are controlling the Holy Eagle. ”
The saint asked, "Who is it?" ”
The man didn't answer directly, but changed his voice and said: "The holy eagle was raised by the Buddha, and the whistle that can control the holy eagle has been made by the Buddha, one of which is in our hands, and the other two are in Shuzhong." ”
"You mean, it's the Buddha who controls the Sacred Eagle?"
The saint suddenly exclaimed, "This is impossible! ”
The man shook his head and said, "The subordinates also think it is impossible, but except for the Buddha, no one can control the Holy Eagle without relying on the whistle." ”
The saint's expression instantly became difficult to look at.
If it is really the Buddha who controls the holy eagle, doesn't that mean that the Buddha is not dead at all?
But didn't he say that he pierced the heart of the Buddha with his own hands?
Is he lying to me?