"General Tang, do you really let us go back?"

Seeing that Tang Linkun had distributed fifty big yaks to transport wounded soldiers for them, Big Nose couldn't believe that all this was true. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Go, go!"

Tang Linkun had already answered the same question three times, and he didn't want to say it again.

"Is it true, won't you know if you try it?" the big yak looked disgusted.

It's good that the big yak doesn't say this, but when he says this, the little trust that the big nose has just built up is like a blister in a swamp, bursting on the ground.

"If we don't leave, we're welcome. It wasn't until the big yak pulled out the black iron thorn that the big nose turned around and left.

"Hey, why don't you leave?"

There were more than fifty Kuxian Hu soldiers, squatting on the ground, and the big yak kicked a young soldier in the ass.

"Deputy General Niu, we were originally Heavenly Court soldiers, and we were captured by Kuxian Hu, so we put on Kuxian Hu's military uniform......" The soldier's face turned red.

"Mother, grandma, what I hate most is a soft-boned soldier like you, what's the matter? Do you still want to follow us back to Heaven?" the big yak scolded loudly, and couldn't help but pull out the dark iron thorn again.

"Adjutant General Niu, we are forced, the old lady is still waiting for me to go back, you can do it, take us back!" The soldier's eyes were full of tears.

"Do you think that the military law has spared you?" the big yak black iron thorn was inserted back into the sheath, and he turned and left. The soldier hugged the big yak's thigh and whimpered.

"Don't be afraid, after you get to the No. 1 fortress, if you don't want to be a soldier anymore, I will let you go home. Tang Linkun came over and picked up the soldier with a childish face.

"Thank you, General Tang!"

A group of soldiers kowtowed. Tang Linkun helped them all up.

......

Strange to say, after the two teams separated, the weather became exceptionally clear. Tang Linkun and the others took ten days to rush back to the No. 1 shaft.

Tang Linkun personally released the group of mammoths that had helped them a lot, and only then did he go to the big account of the Chinese army to see Erlang God and Zhao Yun.

Seeing Tang Linkun's tired expression, Zhao Yun said with concern: "General Tang, you have to rest for a few days, I estimate that it will take some time for the Heavenly Court's edict to arrive." ”

"How is the victory or defeat of the battle between the Buddha Lord and the Demon King?" Tang Linkun was still thinking about the matter of shackling the Demon King for Jin Dan, how could he rest in peace.

"Oh, the demon king has already entered the Buddha's 'Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram', there is no catastrophe, the demon king doesn't want to come out of that diagram. Zhao Yun replied.

Tang Linkun's last piece of heart finally landed, and he sighed deeply, "After more than two months of fighting, I finally stopped, so I will write a letter of resignation and go back to the Rope Palace to visit relatives." ”

"General Tang, if you resign at this moment, I'm afraid the Queen Mother of the West will not approve it. Erlang God, who had not spoken, said suddenly.

"Grandma, I don't know who recommended me to the Queen Mother of the West to lead the troops, I really can't adapt to this kind of life......"

Bloody scenes emerged from Tang Linkun's mind, and the urge to return to the Rope Palace immediately rose in his heart. A few months of life in the military camp made him speak much more rudely.

"Let me give you an idea! The Lord Buddha is still staying in the boat base these days, you can go to his old man's house, as long as he opens Chrysostom, the Queen Mother of the West will agree to your request. Erlang God suggested with a smile.

"I'm going to ...... now"

Tang Linkun got up and saw that the guards were holding four exquisite dishes, Tonghua soft beef intestines, bright shrimp roast, white dragon yao, sheepskin filigree, and the long-lived porridge that had been cooked all night, and the mandal-like sandwich cake that had just been baked were brought to the big tent together.

"I'm hungry. I'll go again after eating. ”

Tang Linkun hadn't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time, and he had eaten a fine meal like a remnant of the clouds, but unfortunately Tang Linkun was slightly inferior in literary talent, otherwise he would have chanted a few lines of poetry.

"Delicious...... Very good. ”

"General Tang, what do you see I've caught?" Archer Qiangba slammed in.

He was carrying a fine wooden cage in his hand, in which was a three-** king squirrel, with a black back, but the color of the limbs and head was red, plus a white belly and dripping eyes, which was very cute.

"It snowed last night, so I made a sleeve and caught one this morning. "Qiangba was dressed in a deerskin winter coat and a white fox hat, and he looked like a hunter. Only since he raised the little mythical beast Philip, joy has never left him.

"Qiangba, how about going with me to see the Buddha Master?" Tang Linkun was going to see the Buddha Master, and he was very apprehensive in his heart, and he especially wanted to have a companion.

"I'm counting the green onion, how can the Buddha Lord receive me, I won't go. Seeing that Tang Linkun was a little unhappy, Qiangba hurriedly added: "If General Tang orders me to go, I will go with you." ”

"Forget it. ”

Tang Linkun wiped his mouth, got out of the big tent, and used his flying magic skill to rush towards the boat base.

"General Tang, I'm joking with you! I'll accompany you to ......."

Qiangba chased out the big tent, where is Tang Linkun's figure. It was almost dusk, and the boat base was already in sight.

At its peak, there were nearly 500,000 free-spirited travelers living here. After all the wells had become bitter, the boat barricade had been abandoned for two or three hundred years. If it weren't for this war, there wouldn't be a single person here.

Tang Linkun asked no less than a dozen Heavenly Court soldiers who were guarding the grain and grass, and found out that the Buddha was on the Plum Blossom Mountain in the middle of the boat. Tang Linkun didn't want to have anything offensive to the Buddha Lord.

He climbed the steps step by step, the trees on both sides of the steps have two people hugging each other, the branches in the air are entangled, covering the sky and the sun to form a long corridor, it has snowed all night, except for the slight dampness, there is not much snow, but the long stone of the stone steps is covered with moss, which is extremely slippery. Stepping on the fallen leaves, I finally came to the front hall of the Martial Temple on the mountain.

In the past, the majestic and majestic golden and brilliant front hall, now the ruins and broken walls are a decadent appearance, and there is no obstacle to the rain and wind. The thick pillars are all jet-black charcoal-shaped, and it looks shocking as if there was a fire here many years ago.

The mountain was quiet, not even a single bird.

Tang Linkun bent down and pulled out a handful of waist-length withered thatch, pulling out the thatch and bringing out the roots more than a zhang long, he was even more embarrassed, if there were no years of war, this place should have been repaired a long time ago, this dead land in the west of the heavenly court is now waiting to be rebuilt, rebuild the martial temple, ring the bell again, and I don't know if I have to wait for the year of the monkey.

Although the clay fetus statue of the Martial Saint Ranshu Gong in the main hall had already exposed the straw core inside, Tang Linkun knelt on the snow and kowtowed three times respectfully.

When Tang Linkun got up, he was startled, and the entire ruined hall was gone.

He didn't know how to come to a bamboo forest near the pond.

Smelling a smell of smoke, Tang Linkun cautiously followed the smoke for several miles. Three thatched huts were seen in the distance. A little guy was busy in front of the thatched house, Tang Linkun approached, and the little guy who was concentrating didn't notice him.

Hundreds of catties of "wild goose mushrooms" have not had time to dry, and are being set up on the firewood to prepare for drying, when a gust of wind blows, and the three thatched houses are smoky and burning.

A small old man with gray hair accidentally rubbed a piece of charcoal on his forehead from the thatched hut on the left, and coughed for a while, "With such wet firewood on the rack, are you going to smoke the old man to death?"

Two more eleven- or twelve-year-old boys rushed out of the thatched hut, also choking and dizzy, with a lot of tears and snot, and coughing in the snow.

"May I ask the master, is the Buddha here?"

Tang Linkun bowed deeply to the old man. (To be continued.) )