Chapter 228: Faming monk

If I go to Zhuojun to steal things, can I do the intelligence work in advance?
For Zhuojun's nobility, influence, and power, men can be said to be precious to many families, and they are more familiar than Zhuojun's master Zhuojunhou.
"The wind and sand are weird. I think someone wants to delay our trip. This wind and sand sweeps a radius of tens of miles. This is not a small trick!" The leading man turned his back to the wind and sand, revealing his thin body.
"My lord, what shall we do now?" a guard asked.
"Continue on the road, drive day and night, the wind and sand must also be on the way! The more the other party wants us to stop, the more we have to hurry!" After finishing speaking, the man faced the wind and sand and hobbled to the west.
At this time, everyone had entered Dunhuang from the East Turks, making a big circle, extremely weird!
"Huh"
When the whirlwind collapsed, Zhang Bairen looked at the small pile of sand in front of him, showing a look of helplessness: "Except for inducing a gust of wind, this technique is simply tasteless and has no effect."
With Zhang Bairen's method, it only lasted for an hour, and he was exhausted, and the spells were dispersed.
Sitting on the ground to regain his anger, Zhang Bairen rubbed his head: "Trouble! This place should be Zhangye. What are these guys going to do in the Western Regions! Is the brain cramping?"
Zhang Bairen doesn't need to rest, but horses and mice are not good. The desert is as big as sand and wind. Without the help of this little mouse, he would not be able to track him.
"It takes so much effort to wander around, who believe it!" Zhang Bairen curled his mouth, closed his eyes and lay in the soft yellow sand and continued to rest.
Facts have proved that the Turkic people are not beaten with iron, and they are starting to be overwhelmed with such a gallop. Especially against Zhang Bairen's violent wind, it was even more overwhelming.
"Big brother, we were half a day away from the kid, and the horses were almost useless in the desert. It is almost impossible for this kid to catch up with us! How about we rest for half a day?" A Turkic warrior smiled bitterly.
"No, please bear with me. There are a lot of bandits on this road who specialize in robbing people who are going to trade in the Western Regions. Do you know where this is?" The leader walked in front of him without any rush, his face was not tired.
Everyone shook their heads, and the leader sneered: "I ask you to read some books on weekdays and learn more about the Han culture. You just don't listen!"
"My brother, our brothers worry about food and clothing all day long, and martial arts practice also needs a lot of money, where there is still time to read! And the Chinese characters are so complicated, that you can recognize..." one of them mumbled.
The leader put on a hat, turned his head and stopped: "King Kong, tell me! You have studied the scriptures since childhood, knowing the local customs of the world, can you know where this place is?"
King Kong, when it is extremely mighty, Kong Wu is powerful!
Although the man in front of him wore Buddhist clothes, he had nothing to do with the mighty King Kong.
"If the monk didn't guess wrong, this should be the golden road." The monk is very elegant, although his face is pale, he is personable.
"Yes, this is the Golden Road, and it is also the Silk Road. Although the countries of the Western Regions have been fighting for years and sand bandits have been rampant, this road is really eye-catching. Those merchants are chasing profits. One encounter is enough to live a lifetime! Each of these guys has their eyes open for money, and they are all people who want money! Although the Silk Road is chaotic, there are more greedy people and more profitable people!" The leader stopped.
With a "puff", the monk fell directly to the ground.
"Faming, are you okay!" A Turkic man hurriedly stepped forward to support the monk.
Faming shook his head, his lips were pale, and his eyes gradually became dull and dull: "Big head!"
"Yeah!" the leader replied.
"My King Kong body has been broken. Please also ask the general to bury me in this desert!" Faming's face was pale, without any fear before death.
"It's my fault. If it wasn't for my escape technique, you wouldn't have been surrounded by the masters of the Sui Dynasty." Under the hat, a trace of grief flashed in the eyes of the leader: "You hold on, you can't die! I heard someone say There are countless Buddhist kingdoms in the Western Regions. As long as we enter the Western Regions, we will definitely find a Buddhist master to continue your life!"
Faming shook his head: "No! The big boss should go back with the map first, so as not to miss the future."
"Future?" The leader laughed, and the laughter spread unscrupulously throughout the desert: "Future? Your master treats me like a personal disciple and teaches me martial arts. You are the only disciple of the master, and all the hope of the master lies in you. If you are dead, how do I explain to the master? How to explain to the master? Now that thousands of miles have come to the Western Regions, you can get treatment as long as you persist, but now you are telling me that you can’t keep going. Are you here? Are you kidding me?"
The big boss grabbed Faming's neck abruptly: "I told you, you must live! You must live!"
Fa Ming took a deep breath: "The killers behind are constantly chasing after me. If you take me again, none of us can leave. We can only say that I am dead! I am dead! The big boss should go and flee!"
"Slaying Star! Slaying Star! I want to see how powerful the Slaying Star is, is it caused by Tuoba Yu!" The big boss drew out the scimitar suddenly and slashed into the yellow sand.
Faming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's not only what Master Tuoba said, but also my instinct! We are definitely not the opponent of the killing star. Every time I listen to the movement of the killing star, the monk feels that his ears are like needles. It feels like never before."
After speaking, Faming slowly folded his hands and closed his eyes.
"Stop it for me!" The big boss shouted angrily and grabbed Fa Ming's shoulder, but it was a pity that Fa Ming had no breath at this time.
"Bastard!" Feeling Faming's heart stopped beating, the big boss was so angry that he kicked Faming over with a sharp kick: "Who told you to die! Who told you to die! Bastard!"
"Big boss, Faming is dead, what shall we do now?" a guard lowered his throat.
"What should I do? Of course continue on my way!" The big boss said in a bad mood.
"But Zen Master Faming is dead, what are we going to do in the Western Regions" a Turkic warrior asked in doubt.
"I heard that the ancient national treasure map was born in the Western Regions. If we can take the treasure map, the martial arts achievements are in front of us! I originally wanted to take Faming to go. Tianertong will help us seize the treasure and treat his injuries by the way. Well, I never thought that this wasteful waste would die!" The big boss kicked Faming again fiercely: "Let's continue on the road, the kid is chasing after him, but don't let him overtake him."
After speaking, the big boss went first. The guard looked at Faming’s body and hesitated. It was too late to dig a hole to bury Faming. He just picked up his coat and covered Faming’s body: "Master Faming, wait for us to come back. I will cremate you later, don’t blame it!"
After speaking, the group went away and gradually turned into black spots.
Just before dawn the next day, Zhang Bairen rode a horse in the desert, and saw a handsome monk sitting there from a distance.
"Where are those people!" Zhang Bairen looked at the monk, remembering that there was this monk's shadow in the six portraits.
At this time, the monk looked pale and looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes: "The little friend is young, and the swordsmanship is so powerful. The monk admires them. Those people have already left~EbookFREE.me~ they left in the middle of the night yesterday."
Zhang Bairen rode on the horse and looked at the monk: "Why are they still here?"
"The monk cheated to die" Fa Ming blinked at Zhang Bairen.
"You monk is also interesting." Zhang Bairen rode a horse around Faming, the sleepy fairy rope in his hand swayed: "I am curious, why don't you go with these guys?"
"A dead end ahead, I naturally won't go" Faming shook his head.
"They are looking for a dead end, what about you? You met this young master, isn't it also a dead end" Zhang Bairen looked at Faming, "Seeing you are also the same. . Well, as long as you tell me a reason not to kill you, this young master will let you make a living."
Faming looked at Zhang Bairen, his eyes blinked and blinked, and after a while, he said, "Please make your offer!"
"I have a condition?" Zhang Bairen touched his sword bag and took out a piece of chicken leg from the baggage behind his back: "I said monk, and all told the family's clear rules and precepts. If you eat the chicken leg, I will let you go!"