Chapter 338: Ending: The Death of the Pharmacist Buddha (1)

"Li Yan, what do you think of this era?"
Qiao Xing in the car pursed his lips, his appearance was very tough, especially now he looks serious, like the sculpture under Michelangelo's knife.
"This question is serious either?"
"Of course. You can say it plainly, don't worry about anything."
"It's terrible. It's the worst of times. To put it plainly, I have no attachment to all this."
"Also to ... no hot water, no delicate food, no clean air." Qiao Xing nodded thoughtfully: "Decadence, nothingness, warmth, and freedom. This was the strongest feeling I had in the wilderness that year. But order is established in the ruins, and the torch is lit in the dark. Does this winter have any other charm? "
"I think you misunderstood what I meant. What I said was bad, not the harsh environment of Winter."
"Oh? Why is that?"
"Forget it, nothing."
A huge red fireball fell into the horizon, and the surroundings quickly cooled down, and the armored convoy crossed the wilderness and the mountain peaks, and finally came to the neatly restored mountain peak in front of it.
There are rolling temples on the dry mountain peaks, brightly lit, cold-colored stone towers on the flower beds, golden lights scattered over the peaks, and staggered steps crossing the red-top white-walled pavilion.
And more are bare bridge piers, highway asphalt blocks everywhere, huge city ruins of more than ten meters, and huge statues of King Kong that have destroyed half of their heads on the square. These are all proofs. Huge explosives have been dropped for bombing.
The location of the headquarters of Dancuo Automobile is the former site of Ganzhang Temple, a famous Tibetan temple before the winter of winter. Now it is the ruins of the city with highways extending in all directions. . Even now, more than 100,000 humans stop.
After Li Yan got out of the car, the first thing he saw was a steel monster lying on the ground, the Black Buddha.
And a pilot with a leather hat.
The pilot's eyes glanced at Li Yan, and Li Yan's eyes crossed him, staring at the black Buddha fighter plane full of cruel war.
Qiao Xing patted Li Yan on the shoulder and said, "Go this way."
His look was a little unnatural, but Li Yan didn't seem to care. He retracted his eyes from the Black Buddha and smiled at Qiao Xing before leaving. Unexpectedly, the pilot took the initiative to come together. He crossed Qiao Xing and asked Li Yan greeted, "Hello, my name is Hillgay."
Li Yan flashed a picture of the boy in the abandoned laboratory of the Great Devil Lake in front of his eyes, and nodded in response: "Li Yan."
"Where did Mr. Li come from?"
"Hilge, we have work to do."
Qiao Xing hurried.
Hilgay, or Lamu Jue shook his hand: "It won't take long, Colonel Joe. Are you afraid of me running away? Or are you afraid of him running away?"
He said this, Qiao Xing's face was gloomy.
Li Yan suddenly said, "I said, are you religious?"
He asked Lamu Jue.
Lamujue raised an eyebrow: "Why do you ask?"
Li Yan smiled back and said, "You smell incense."
The last black ripple in his eyes had just disappeared, and it was a trace of a startling glance.
"Yes, I am a follower of the Pharmacist Buddha. I have lived here for a long time."
Li Yanchong Qiao Xing pointed at Lamujue, which means that your Black Star chariot is really forgiving to prisoners of war.
Qiao Xing glared at La Mujue hardly and didn't speak.
"Mr. Li, I haven't answered my question yet. Where are you from?"
La Mujue's smile is contagious as always.
Li Yan's face did not change his color: "You asked me? I was born in an underground laboratory. Later, a nuclear war broke out. People around me either died or turned into bloodthirsty living corpses. Escape. "
"..." Lamujue bowed his head. "I'm sorry to touch your unfortunate childhood."
"It's okay, it's all over."
Li Yan's performance was great.
"I'm not the same." La Mujue licked his lips before he said slowly: "I'm from a group of butchers with their hands stained."
Li Yan's pupils shrank, as if stabbed by a sharp blade, but soon he calmed down. Lamujue laughed and said, "Well, good luck."
Lamujue nodded gently, "Good luck to me."
The two stopped talking and staggered each other.
"Oh, right."
Li Yan remembered something, and suddenly pointed at the huge ruins in front of him, where there were countless ant-like throbbing human heads.
"What do they do?"
La Mujue didn't answer, and passed by in the direction pointed by Li Yan.
Qiao Xing's eyes seemed to be devouring Lamu Jue. He also turned a blind eye.
"We should go, Colonel Joe."
Li Yan said.
Qiao Xing cleaned up and nodded stiffly.
The group walked into the huge temple built against the mountain. The road was unusually deserted, and it was obviously a place several times larger than the office building of Kroma, but the people in and out were scattered and mostly armed with guns Professional soldiers, one by one sternly.
It didn't take long for Li Yan to see the machine Qiao Xing said. It was an operating platform the size of a wall, connected to several culture tanks, and the dense dial on it was dizzy.
"This is it."
Li Yan approached the machine and looked for a while before Qiao Xing said: "If you can't fix it, you can put it up directly. However, if you can't help, it's difficult for me to talk to the senior management of Big Ben Institute in my own face. Come on. "
"Can fix it, give me a day. When will the Big Ben come?"
"I will arrive tomorrow morning. I will assign you some assistants. You can talk to them at any time during this period."
Li Yan nodded.
"I'll arrange it now."
Qiao Xing turned and left.
"By the way, can I go around?"
"... Better not. It's confidential everywhere."
"it is good."
Li Yan didn't say anything, the dial in front was indeed damaged, and he couldn't see the specific problem, of course, he didn't take it seriously.
"I'm from a group of butchers with hands."
The chill of the pilot's lips came to Li Yan's mind.
Li Yan looked around. The wall panels were made of concrete and graphite sandwich, and the reinforcement belt was made of lead-zirconium alloy. I don't know if facing such a wall, I don't know if [Crazy Shock] can be as strong as ever.
He glanced at the toolbox provided by the Black Star chariot. He picked up a wrench in the same way, and then poked it in the middle of the gap between the operating platforms. The old monk did not move anymore.
It's already late at this moment.
Only a few hours before tomorrow morning.
Lamujue's rubber boots stepped on the smooth floor and made a crackling sound. He carried a suitcase in his hand, and the golden color in his eyes remained for a long time. It was the sequelae of taking two bottles of up to fifth-order pharmaceutical trial products One.
On the road, starting from Dancuo Automobile, the medicine buddha who followed Lamujue to the Great Devil's Lake now revisits his hometown, watching the familiar Thangka and tiger skin on the wall, and can no longer suppress the complex feelings in his heart.
"Rinpoche, can we really see the miracle of the pharmacist Buddha today?"
"Yes, to be precise, it will be tomorrow morning. We will see the real pharmacist Buddha in the huge Buddhist temple that was originally built."
La Mujue's eyes narrowed into a thin slit. He led his men all the way to the top floor, where he used to be Rinpoche's palace, and now it is Liang Zhengyong's office.
"We have fulfilled your request, so you should also fulfill your commitment and give me the last bottle of trial potion."
Liang Zhengyong looked at the record book in his hand and said without looking up.
La Mujue opened the suitcase to reveal the golden potion bottle inside. Liang Zhengyong only had a glance at it, and Lamujue closed the suitcase together.
"Wait a few more hours. After dawn, when I see Su Ling, I will give it to you. Commander Liang is not in this anxious moment, after all, I have paid the deposit."
The deposit that Ramu refers to is a bone marrow gene sample taken from a total of eight Yak live corpses in the Great Devil's Lake, including Jak Yakov in spring, Jak Vera in winter, and Jacques in summer. In fact, there is no such thing. As a bait, Lamujue estimates that the Black Star chariot can't catch the big ben to the b area.
Liang Zhengyong made a shout, and he turned the page in his handbook: "I haven't asked you yet, how about the living body of the autumnal Jacques gene architecture, died in the previous war?"
"Autumn Jacques, its in vivo experiments have been unsuccessful, so there is no so-called Autumn Jacques. As for the sample genes of Autumn Jacques that were retained in the Soviet Union, it should now be in the hands of the Big Ben Institute. Zone B was chaotic. Some hired hunters came to explore the Great Devil's Lake and were robbed. The man claimed to be working at Big Ben. "
Liang Zhengyong accidentally turned to the page of Qiao Xing's secondary target. He took a look at Li Yan's photo. For a moment, he was surprised at the luxury of the hunting lineup that Qiao Xing arranged for the target, but he also turned over lightly. .
"That is to say, with the exception of Hei Xing's bottle of potion in your hand, it is no longer possible to get Autumn Jacques?"
"You can say that."
"Well, I hope you don't make excuses to delay time after dawn."
"of course not."
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