Chapter 1557: How can you have a map of the Wusi Kingdom?

Chapter 1557 Why do you have a map of the kingdom of witchcraft?
On the cliff at the top of the canyon at the entrance of the Kur Grand Canyon, Linggui, Gongsiyu, Fengjinxuan, Baiwuyou, Silent Death, Fengxuanqing, and Lingshang stand in a fan-shaped row, silent and silent. Staring at the old man in embarrassment and embarrassment standing behind the giant rock on the top of the cliff to shelter from the wind, like a vagrant beggar.
Ji Wang took the dog Han Han from Gong Siyu, dragged its tail, and carried it on his shoulders. The dog squatted on the ground and stretched out his tongue towards the dog. He looked very happy and welcomed. Barked a few times.
The white long-sleeved shirt worn by Mr. Bao hasn’t been washed for a few days. It is almost black and gray. The collar is completely black. The camouflage pants are also covered with sand and dust. The stubble is sloppy and his face is dirty, because There is a huge temperature difference between day and night in the Kur Gorge, and there are tattered military green old quilted jackets thrown on the ground. They are not modern things at all, but the old quilted jackets of the old times, and I don't know where they came from.
Old man Bao hurriedly put on his black marching boots, while tying his shoelaces, he glared at them, "Well! Looking at me one by one, I haven't seen anyone traveling!"
Lingsui sneered, thinking, edit, you continue to edit!
"Mr. Bao and Mrs. Bao said that you came to Xijiang with the Sunset Red Elderly Group."
Ji Wang held the dog, inexplicably at ease, and immediately exposed coldly.
Mr. Bao was secretly surprised, black face, who is this, everyone else knows about traveling in other people's homes, "Go... Lost! Lost! Lost, understand?" Fasten your shoelaces, put on a windbreaker, and wear a shade With hat and sunglasses, the old man was like a tramp crawling out of a dirt pit, with an air of expression, and then pulled away and walked towards Jidie.
"Give me the dog!"
The dog is for the old man, even if he doesn't want to give it, he can only return it.
When I was below the Kur Gorge, I didn't feel the wind yet. It was at the top of the reddish-brown hills and canyons. The wind and sand hunted in the western frontiers shaved my cheeks and blew messy hair, which made people feel pain in the cheeks.
Lingyu’s small face was almost covered with a scarf and her eyes were exposed, but wearing Ray-Ban sunglasses, her hair was already neatly curled up. She didn’t take any heavy objects, just carrying a small lightweight backpack. The heavy things were all carried by Gong Siyu, and he was reluctant to let her carry heavy things.
As soon as Hanhan returned to Mr. Bao's arms, he struggled to get to the ground, ran back to the leeward side of the top of the cliff, drank water, ate compressed biscuits and compressed dried meat, and dropped a piece for the Hellhound and sent it over.
Mr. Bao also ignored them, yelling and muttering back to the leeward place.
Lingkui and they also followed.
"I'm lost and came here?" Linggui questioned, it was a coincidence, it was so coincidental that she even began to wonder who this bad old man was.
Moreover, on the leeward side of the mountain, she suddenly saw four and a half-person-high marching backpacks on the ground. They were packed with bulging bags. The bags were opened. The two bags were filled with bags of water, and the two bags were filled with compressed biscuits and compressed. Vegetables and compressed dried meat are all food.
Take so much water and food for the long journey to join a tour group?
Lingyu doesn't believe it, so many supplies, this girl came prepared!
"Girl, who is this?"
There are seven points in the middle of evil, and three points in the middle of evil. The ink hair is gathered up and flying, and the face is handsome, elegant, and extraordinary.
Although Feng Jinxuan's grandfather Feng Xuanqing is very old, his spiritual power has reached the heavens and regains his youth.
The voice is deep and clear, and the demeanor is calm and vicissitudes.
Wearing a long robe of Qingxuan, hanging from the back of his waist is a silver Xiao carved with a flying phoenix and a dragon. Fengshen is a handsome dragon among people. It has a three-pointed spirit like Feng Jinxuan, but it is more profound and unruly. A peerless master in the ancient arena, he has not masked, but is wearing sunglasses, looking at Mr. Bao and asking in doubt.
"Our new neighbor next door, old man Bao!"
Lingyu replied solemnly, and immediately found more evidence that Old Man Bao was definitely lying.
"Master Bao, have you got lost all by yourself, have you walked here? But with so many supplies, the climate here is still so bad, the Gobi Desert of Luopuchi is more than a thousand kilometers away, you old man with arms and legs, don’t Tell me you can walk here in just a few days, you can hold it? You just left the hospital?"
"Why? I look down on Lao Tzu because I am too old and can't walk here? Or I suspect that I didn't go to travel at all? I still have the tour group card in my pocket!" In front of the team member's card as a dart throwing spirit, Gong Siyu caught him.
The group card of the Red Sunset Tour Group is also stamped with a sign-in stamp, really.
"Even so, you still lie."
Gong Siyu sternly exposed Mr. Bao's lie, and immediately gave Bai Wuyou a look.
Thanks to Wuyou knowing, he suddenly stepped forward and restrained the old man Bao, but he was not too rude, only restricted the old man's actions and did not hurt him.
Seeing that his master was captured, the dog named Han Han was indifferent to the ugly and ugly dog on the side, this is a joke, doesn't it mean that dogs are loyal to protect their lord?
"Why? Robbery! You treat the elderly like this! I told you that you are going to be struck by lightning!" Father Bao's arms were broken behind him but he didn't cry out for pain, let alone show a frightened expression, just Furiously, "Return to the neighbor! Waiting to return to the imperial capital! I will move immediately! Let me go!"
"If you don't tell the truth, you won't let it go. I'll give you two choices, confess it yourself, or I..." Gong Siyu paused, strode towards the old man Bao, "search for the answer personally."
"What's the truth! I really came with the tour group, I lied to you as a dog!" Old man Bao was so excited that he almost lost his dentures. He moved his jaw and fixed the dentures again. Then he said, "If you have something to say! Don't do anything!"
The voice of Mr. Bao echoed in the canyon, faint and empty, reaching a hundred meters away.
Without waiting for Gong Siyu to search his body, the struggling old man bag fell out of his trouser pocket with a folded square, ragged and incomplete parchment. Gong Siyu looked down, and it was painted with twists and turns. The lines seem to be...
"Map?" Unfolding the parchment, Miyajiyu was shocked. Instead, he personally imprisoned the old man and made him immobile, so he gave the map drawn on the parchment to Bai Wuyou, "Look at the above. What did you write?"
Bai Wuyou cautiously took over the already fragile parchment map, completely ignoring that the old man was yelling badly, a look of horror that he was about to die, after looking carefully for a moment, the silver-gray pupils tightened in disbelief. Looking at the old man Bao, "Why do you have a map related to Wusi Kingdom?"
(End of this chapter)