This day was the happiest day for more than 2,000 people. Brand asked Wu Yonglin to translate the bizarre adventure experiences over the past six months, such as the desert snake cave, the Golden City, the Sun City and other civilizations that have long been lost. His adventure journey along the way can be written into a travel novel. In addition, Wu Yonglin added fuel to the fire and decorated his brilliant writing, which made these people want to finish all the adventures in Brand's head. Perhaps Brand hadn't communicated with people for a long time, and he was very excited today. He spoke so hard that he was still talking nonsense. Looking at the people below who had forgotten the time of eating, Wu Yonglin continued to tell the story of Brand's own adventure only.

These days, the continuous harassment of the Westerners has made everyone panic. Some timid people actually left them, but the result was not as beautiful as they imagined. When Zhang Hu appeared in these abandoned corpses one by one, Wu Yonglin also organized everyone to hold an important meeting at that time to state the importance of everyone moving forward in groups, but Wu Yonglin could see that there was a breath dominated by fear in the crowd.

The Sino-foreign exchange meeting after meeting Brand, Jiumo Xuankong and others calmed down. Everyone's face was filled with a long-lost smile. This was a kind of joy from the heart. To fight foreign countries, you must first settle your home. When this interesting life, or Brand fought against the sky several times and the harsh natural environment, deeply infected them. Brand had a period of time in order to come out of the ancient city of the Sun, and had not dripped water for almost 6 days and 6 nights, and the rice had not been dripped in. Compared with Brand, his own group of people did not eat very well, but at least they had never been hungry. After careful consideration, it was a completely paradise and hell.

When everyone took out their food to share with Brand and Jiumo Xuankong, the two cried loudly. After that, Brand and Jiumo Xuankong also integrated into the team. They shared the pain and joy of life with each other like a family.

Jiumo Xuankong introduced Wu Yonglin to the third monk, a horse seller named Doroba. After Wu Yonglin looked at him with a strange look, he felt that the horse seller named Doroba was panicked, at least he deceived Jiumo Xuankong, who was as bright as a mirror.

Although Doroba was frowning every time he saw him, the kind of command between his eyebrows, the firmness and calmness on his face showed a kind of unwilling heroic twilight sensation all over his body, which still deeply shocked Wu Yonglin.

"Can you understand what I said?" Wu Yonglin handed over a hot bun to Doroba who was still stunned in the corner.

Doroba was not polite either. He took the steamed bun in Wu Yonglin's hand and put it in his mouth to swallow it. However, he seemed to not understand Wu Yonglin's words, but he just gave him a grateful look, and then he was thinking about his own thoughts.

After seeing this scene, Jiumo Xuankong in the distance, he dragged his thin body and walked slowly over: "Brother Yonglin, this is Dobaro from Tubo. If you have anything to communicate, I can serve as a messenger for you."

Jiumo Xuankong has been grateful to Wu Yonglin for their inclusion in recent days, and Wu Yonglin's many insights in Buddhism have completely surpassed him, such as: form is emptiness, emptiness is form; those who have no mind in everything will cultivate Bodhi, liberation, nirvana, nirvana, nirvana, meditation, and even the six paramitas, all of which are seen in nature; all actions are constant and there is no such thing. You have no mind in everything, and even all actions in Wu, there is no such action.

As my understanding of Buddhism for more than 30 years, I can't catch up with this man's insights and sudden enlightenment every night. And when I heard that this man was inspired by the whim, he looked up and worshiped him like Sakyamuni. If he could help Wu Yonglin's little care, he would be happy. The overnight exchange with this man made his life suddenly clear. He felt like he wanted to fall under his door, but he was rejected by Wu Yonglin. He said that he was just a messenger of heaven and earth,

Guo Jiumo Xuankong was willing. He was willing to build a bridge between Jiumo Xuankong and Brand so that some of their insights could be mutually connected and complement each other's strengths and weaknesses. Because there were too many revenge in this world, he was willing to be the leader of the first to eat crabs. Jiumo Xuankong was confused at that time. He had never been a person like Wu Yonglin who did not reject foreign religious input. He looked at Wu Yonglin with praise and piety like the Buddha's own halo, and admired him for his broad mind.

"Master Xuankong, tell Brothers Dobaro, if you are willing to believe me, please tell me his true identity." When Jiumo Xuankong heard Wu Yonglin call him a master, he felt extremely uncomfortable. If he was a master, then Wu Yonglin was a master or a higher level? He actually couldn't think of a more appropriate position for the person in front of him, because those levels that were not distinguished without forward-looking could not find a suitable position for this person. His talent and insights might have been far away from Sakyamuni, and no one could match him at that time.

"Brother Yonglin, if you call me this, you will be a little brother. If you want, you can call me Alibaba. This real name I used before I entered the monk."

"Alibaba and the Forty Thieves?" Wu Yonglin was stunned. The person who could only be seen during teleportation was standing in front of him.

"In fact, there are only four thieves. People in the world have exaggerated and exaggerated." Jiumo Xuankong remembered his glorious years. A foreigner actually knew about it, and quickly corrected it humbly.

The basic language of Tubo is Tibetan. Alibaba, who came from far away from India, used to learn the Indian language. After being cut into a monk, many scriptures of Sakyamuni were written in Tibetan, and Jiuma Xuankong learned Tibetan afterwards. Therefore, there was no obstacle to communicating with Doropa. After the two of them quarreled for a while, Jiuma Xuankong translated it for Wu Yonglin one by one.

Doroba was originally the leader of Qingtang City in Tubo (now called Shanzhou in the Wei Dynasty). A few years ago, Wang Hou and Tong Guan attacked them. Doroba used many dangerous terrain to gather tens of thousands of warriors to defend, but due to serious differences within Tubo, Doroba, the pro-war faction, became the sacrifice of those relatives. Those who colluded with Wang Hou and put them in directly from a pass. Doroba saw that the situation was hopeless and had to run to the foreign states at that time to seek protection. However, these foreign states guarded him like thieves. Not only did they accept his military power, but they also incorporated his men and weapons. He sent him.

Under the roof, he had to swallow his anger and accept all these unfair treatments, so his experience was actually similar to that of Jiumo Xuankong, and he was also under strict supervision. However, he was detained for less than that of the tragic Jiumo Xuankong. But his ambition was not fulfilled, and he always held ambition to restore Shanzhou. This time, he escaped in the chaos. Moreover, he heard that Tubo was now divided. If he did not go back at this moment, facing the continuous squeeze of the Wei Dynasty and the Westerners, their territory would be lost one by one, and he might never have the chance to make a comeback.

After hearing this, Wu Yonglin was suddenly cheerful. When he proposed to join forces with Doroba, Doroba cried with joy, but he had the conditions and hoped that after he helped Doroba recover his lost land, he could obtain a piece of land near Qinghai Lake, build a ranch, raise war horses in captivity, and sell horses. He was willing to share with Doroba and make friends forever.

Doroba thought that this could not be considered a condition. Now he was completely dependent on others. He wanted troops but no soldiers, generals but no generals, and money. Wu Yonglin could not only help him recover the territory annexed by the Wei Dynasty and the Westerners, but also had a person who could help him manage the surrounding grasslands and gain huge benefits from it. He agreed without thinking. When Wu Yonglin took out a contract for him to seal it, he cut off his fingers and left a bright red mark on the position he signed. It was said that later people called the agreement the "Qing Tang Blood Agreement".

After the two sides completed the discussion, Doroba made a ruthless request to Wu Yonglin. The cause of the incident was like this. They were targeted by some wild beasts along the way. As long as someone was alone, they would be bitten to death. Doroba sent someone to search for it for a while, but there was nothing except the blood-bitten corpses, and they could not see what the wild beast was? Its speed was too fast.

These people were originally pretending to be merchants and sneaking back to Tubo, and were surrounded by Westerners in a mess. Unexpectedly, another monster of unknown origin came, making these people look like frightened birds. Over the past few days, some people with unstable will have already developed the desire to retreat.

"Can you tell me what beasts you have provoked along the way that you shouldn't provoke?" Wu Yonglin asked quietly, because he knew that beasts would not easily retaliate against people unless they did something about plucking hair from tiger heads.

"What do you mean? I remembered..." After Doroba said that, he called the servant who called Puli in, and then gave a few instructions, and asked Wu Yonglin to take him out of Doroba's camp.

After dusk, several men with naked upper bodies and strong limbs were sweating profusely. Several people never stopped to rest for a while. Two hours later, a trap that was two meters square and one meter deep was dug out. When Wu Yonglin jumped into the hole for a while and felt that the depth was not enough, several people waved the shovel in their hands again. Until Wu Yonglin was satisfied, they put a basket in and covered it with a layer of yellow weeds, making people feel that nothing had ever been born here.

On the first day, a familiar wailing sound came from the hillside not far from the trap set by Wu Yonglin and others. Perhaps the wild beast had already seen through the trap of Wu Yonglin and others. It just swayed around for a while and disappeared into the night, which made Zhang Hu, Wu Yonglin and others who had been waiting around for several hours frustrated.

"Senior brother, it seems that thing is quite human, as if he knows there is a trap here." Zhang Hu originally wanted to stand in the distance and shoot an arrow. With his archery technique, although it is impossible to guarantee to take it down in the dark, Zhang Hu still has the ability to listen to sound positioning, at least he still has a chance to shoot that thing. But Wu Yonglin had his own plans, so he had to give up.

The next day, Wu Yonglin removed the ambush people around the trap and put the basket down, leaving him and Zhang Hu closely watching every move around, but this did not attract the wild beast to approach. In this way, it ended in failure again.

"Senior brother, is that little thing not the cub it?" Zhang Hu also began to murmur.

"Is it okay if you ask me where I know, and I'm not familiar with it."

Similarly, the night ended in failure, but Wu Yonglin made a bold decision. Although he had lost his humanitarian concepts, he still wanted to give it a try.

On the third day, after dusk, Wu Yonglin set up a pillar not far from the trap. A man was tied to the pillar. His mouth was blocked, but he kept looking panicked. This person was the servant Puli who borrowed from Doroba that night.

When Zhang Hu and Wu Yonglin had just squatted to their original position and were ambushed, they had not yet reacted. A leopard shot out of the grass in a degree they could not see. It used its amazing bounce force to cross the edge of the trap and directly pounced on the man tied to the pillar. The man seemed to be tired just now and was resting. When he came to his senses, the leopard, which was almost 2 meters long, bit directly with its sharp fangs.

On his neck, the leopard could not find the focus in the air and hung directly on the trap. When Zhang Hu was about to shoot a fatal arrow at the giant creature, an unexpected scene arose. The pillar might have been tampered with someone and was unable to bear the burden of a man and a beast. The pillar broke directly from the root. The man, with the last shout before his death, fell into the trap carefully designed by Wu Yonglin, Zhang Hu and others with the leopard.

Perhaps it was because everyone didn't want to see the horrifying scene until there was no movement under the trap, so they placed a large lid like a net made of bamboo on top of the trap. At this time, the crowd was infected by a kind of tragedy, an indescribable weirdness, but it was not a pity for the dead man.

Zhang Hu held up the torch in his hand and saw the bloody scene below. He couldn't help but vomit it out, but the leopard was lazily waving, and the little leopard rescued by Zhang Hu was greedily sucking the sweet **. The warm picture made people have long forgotten the tragic scene that had just been born.

Wu Yonglin next to him murmured: "There are a source of injustice and a debt. No matter what evil you do, there will always be a day to repay it."

The cause of the incident was this. After escaping into the deep mountains and forests, a guy named Puli accidentally appeared in his nest. Looking at the fluffy guys, a vicious plan emerged in his heart. He was alone at that time, so he went back and struggled with several people from the team and killed them. This time, these little animals were not so lucky. Except for the little leopard that was taken away by the leopard at the first time, the other little leopards became delicacies for these people to have a full meal. Although the meat was sour, they still ate with relish.

When the return leopard looked at the bloody fur on the ground, a sad low chirping rang in the mountains. There was one less person who committed evil on the way back to the caravan, and in the next few days, people gradually disappeared.

Perhaps the leopard was injured in revenge and delayed the time to go back to feed. The little guy who was too hungry in the cave actually rolled down the slope and was rescued by Zhang Hu who was passing by.

"Senior Brother, did you move the pillar just now?" Zhang Hu suddenly stared at Wu Yonglin strangely and said quietly.

"Am I that kind of person? Maybe the wood has rotted a long time ago. Next time I encounter this situation, you can find a stronger piece of wood." After Wu Yonglin finished speaking, he went back to report Puli's death to Doroba. Doroba had long disliked the boy. He actually said that it was a pity that was invisible, which made Wu Yonglin think a lot.
Chapter completed!