Mo Yan wore a gray robe and carried a medicine box, and the little mountain ghost carried a bow and arrow and a bamboo basket, and the two swords were also placed in the basket, and they left Tianzhu Peak after saying goodbye to Yindanzi, and about two hours later, they came to the Four Seas Inn under Jizu Mountain.

The Batsang Papong brothers had already hired a carriage and were waiting there.

"Mr. Mok, our journey back to Siam this time cannot pass through Myanmar, because the two countries have set up many dangerous checkpoints, so we can only go out of Yunnan and re-enter Siam through Luang Prabang in the south, which will take about a month. Ba Song explained to Mo Yan.

The carriage left Jizu Mountain all the way south, and the little mountain ghost took the lead in occupying the position of the window to enjoy the view, "Ho Ho" pointed to the two old men with dementia on the side of the road, and the ink on the back was clearly recognizable.

You can't live if you do this, and being able to do this can be regarded as fulfilling their wishes, so don't turn your head.

The official road of Dali ran south to Lincang and then passed through Pu'er to Xishuangbanna, and after a few days, they came to the southern border of the Qing Dynasty. This place is already a reckless tropical rainforest, a bluestone tablet engraved with the words "Qing Dynasty Boundary" stands alone on the hillside, and the other side of the stone tablet is the Nanzhang Kingdom. The mountains were higher and the forests were denser, and there were many snakes and beasts uninhabited, and there was only a rugged mountain road that continued to stretch southward, and the carriage could only end there, and the rest of the road had to be on foot.

"Mr. Mo, it takes a few days to get from here to Luang Prabang, the ancient capital of Namzhang, and then continue south into Udon Thani in Siam, and then you can take a horse-drawn carriage straight to Thonburi. Ba Song said apologetically.

Looking at the endless alpine forests, Mo Mo thought to himself that it was no wonder that the empty Zen master couldn't withstand the hardships of the journey, this road was really difficult to walk, but it was nothing to him and the little mountain ghost.

At this time, it was the rainy season in Nanzhang, and it was rainy all day, and they trudged along the forest path with difficulty. Countless leeches in the grass smelled the hot blood, and the humans raised their heads and poked out their suckers, Mo Remnant's robe was covered with Pikan shoulders, and he was naturally not afraid of those poisonous insects and miasma, and the little mountain ghost was not afraid of these things when he grew up in Shennongjia since he was a child, but he suffered Ba Song and Ba Peng, and his body was often bitten and bleeding.

The two of them were puzzled, thinking that this Mr. Mo was really a strange person, and even leeches and mosquitoes kept away from him, it seemed that he had invited the right person this time.

On the way, Mo Yan learned some information about the Siamese king Zheng Xin in detail. This person's ancestral home is Chenghai, Guangdong, and his father smuggled into Siam on a wooden sailing boat in the early years of Yongzheng to make a living, and married the Siamese daughter Luo Yang as his wife and gave birth to Zheng Xin. Zheng Xin learned from a young age, Siam, Annam and Sanskrit and excellent martial arts, at the age of thirteen into the palace as a royal guard, at the age of 20 shaved as a monk three years later to serve as the military governor of Dacheng and knighted, known as "Phaya Dasin". In the 31st year of Qianlong, the Burmese army broke through Siam Kyoto, Zheng Xin led the righteous army to expel the Burmese army and unify Siam, and established the Thonburi Dynasty Chinese New Year's Eve.

After the king took office, he was a vassal to the Qing Dynasty, and in the 36th year of Qianlong, the imperial court called him "Zheng Zhao" and officially crowned him as the king of Siam. The Thonburi Dynasty reused the Chinese as officials and exempted overseas Chinese from taxes, resulting in an influx of Han Chinese immigrants from the southeast coast, and it became fashionable to learn Chinese. The two brothers also learned Chinese, and this time they were selected by the national teacher Tie Bodhi to invite Master Yun to Jizu Mountain.

Lang Prabang, also known as "Luang Buddha Bang", is the Buddha capital of the southern palm country, the throne of the kings of the past dynasties are here, the temples and pagodas are numerous, everyone believes in Theravada Buddhism, quiet and harmonious.

In the early morning, Mo Yan and his entourage finally walked through the reckless rainforest into this small city full of Buddhist atmosphere.

On the clean stone streets, a row of Buddhist believers carrying bamboo baskets full of food stood to give alms to the monks in the city, and the monks in yellow robes politely accepted the steaming sticky rice and zongzi, everything seemed so natural and sacred in the golden sunlight.

A man and a woman in Siamese costumes greeted them, and Pa Song Papong hurriedly clasped his palms together to salute, it turned out that the Tie Bodhi National Master had specially sent his subordinates to wait here for Yun Zen Master, and these two had been waiting in Lang Brabang for four or five days.

Ba Song introduced these two people as head lowerers, among them, the dark and fat man is called Weng, and the woman is named Su Liyou, with red, white, yellow, green, and blue powder painted on her face, with a slender figure and cold eyes.

Mo Yan swept it with his soul eye, and they were both normal.

When the two learned that Zen Master Yun was too old to come, but had invited another Mr. Mo, their faces showed suspicion. Weng dragged Ba Song aside and asked, "This person doesn't look very old, and he doesn't look like a famous doctor, can he do it?"

Ba Song whispered: "Don't look at his young age, but he has ancestral medical skills for generations, and he once cured the illness of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. ”

"Oh, I also healed the illness of the Qing Emperor, isn't that the imperial doctor?" Weng smacked his tongue and said.

Over there, Su Liyou's gaze turned to the little mountain ghost after looking at Mo Yan, and said softly, "What do you call this strong man?"

"Holes. Xiaoshan Ghost Urn replied angrily.

"Dong Dong," Su Li Demon chuckled, "what a strange name, can you take off your mask and let the little girl take a look." ”

"Ho-ho. ”

"What did you say?" asked Su Li in surprise.

"Can't pick it, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'm scared. ”

Su Li was even more curious when she heard this, and Ba Peng was secretly having fun on the side.

Su Liyou took advantage of the unpreparedness of the cave, suddenly stretched out her hand and lifted the veil of the little mountain ghost, and saw that his big head and black face were red and his eyes were bare and his lips rolled up, and he was startled, but then he giggled again: "Mr. Dong is a strange person, he must be a very capable person, the little woman should ask for advice or two." ”

Mo Yan smiled on the side and said nothing, and it seemed that this Siamese life was simple, and even women were so straightforward.

Ba Song said: "Mr. Mo has been walking in the rainforest for a long time, why don't you have a good night's rest tonight, take a hot bath and set up a banquet to entertain you, and then set off tomorrow morning." ”

The group came to an inn at the foot of Puxi Mountain and opened a room, Mo Yan and Xiao Mountain Ghost lived in an upper room, and they lived next door.

After entering the house, Mo Yanxian took a hot bath happily, and the little mountain ghost did not come out of the barrel as usual.

During the day, Ba Song and others accompanied Mo Zai to visit the ancient city, and at night they hosted a banquet in the inn's room.

Mo Yan quietly put on the flesh-colored jade nail cover given to him by Ni Oh before the meal, these people are all head lowering masters, in case someone does something in the food and soup, just like the earthworm Gu under the patient's house in Xia Bashan almost died, it would be miserable.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, and you must guard against it, so Mo Yan began to be careful.