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    "" Yang Zongbao finally sat down, acting as if the root cause lies with you.

    "Ahem" Even though the old monk had been old for decades, he couldn't resist Yang Zongbao's needle-like eyes, and he coughed twice.

    "" Yang Zongbao showed mercy and diverted his attention.

    "Shall we go for a walk?" the old monk suddenly suggested.

    "" Again without saying a word, Yang Zongbao tied the ax to his back.

    The old monk knew that this was a natural move that Yang Zongbao couldn't let go of, so he didn't mind.  In fact, he is also pretending, pretending to be like a normal person.  After so many years in the temple, he has looked away from everything, including emotions. In addition, Buddhism teaches that there is no desire and no action. If there is anything that he can be particularly worried about now, there is definitely nothing.  The advantage of this is that you can see everything very thoroughly, so you can also show an appropriate attitude very well without others noticing.  In front of Yang Zongbao, he tried his best to act like an elder and wise man.

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t say anything and just followed the old monk.

    The forest is very large. It is hard for Yang Zongbao to believe that there is such a large undeveloped virgin forest in the land of the Celestial Dynasty. It is very inconsistent with common sense.

    ¡°Don¡¯t you think it¡¯s incredible that there is no passive here?¡± Although the old monk led the way, he knew that Yang Zongbao must have these questions.  No matter who it is, it is estimated that they will have these questions, not just Yang Zongbao.

    "Of course there are people here who are thinking about it, but I don't know why every time someone wants to move, they are inexplicably delayed due to something. So although this place is at the junction of the two provinces, there are no railways or highways passing through it. All  Isn¡¯t it amazing that all the transportation facilities are bypassed at the bottom of the mountain?¡±

    Yang Zongbao had this question in his mind.

    "Because after several incidents, there were rumors that this place is a geomantic treasure, a dragon vein, which cannot be touched. Although the streets are full of materialists now, there are really not many materialists in their hearts. Many people believe in the dragon veins.  The statement was true, so I stayed away from this land," the old monk explained to himself.

    "Is that dragon vein real?" Yang Zongbao is not a complete materialist atheist now.

    ¡°It¡¯s true and it¡¯s also false.¡± The old monk deliberately made a detour, and there happened to be a vertical ditch under his feet, and he jumped over it easily.

    Yang Zongbao then came to the Henggou and jumped over: "The deep ditch is not man-made."

    "Have you noticed?" Immediately after answering, the old monk jumped again.

    This time Yang Zongbao still followed easily.

    But taking over Yang Zongbao is not that easy.

    There are more and more horizontal ditches on the ground, and some even overlap to form larger horizontal ditches.  It's just that the old monk was relaxed, but Yang Zongbao was not.

    "These horizontal ditches are all naturally formed. Be careful. They are very deep below. Many people have accidentally fallen in Only a few can be rescued"

    ¡°You don¡¯t need the old monk to tell Yang Zong how to protect your heart, but you still have to cheer up.  You must know that when he jumped over those horizontal ditches just now, the wind was whistling upwards in his crotch.  Compared with the old monk's comfort, Yang Zongbao looked embarrassed.  Many times, Yang Zongbao had to do a 100-meter sprint to increase the acceleration before he could barely jump over the horizontal ditch where the old monk was floating lightly on his tiptoes.  So not long after the old monk was still such a calm old monk, Yang Zongbao had turned into a slutty man dripping with sweat.

    "Want to take a rest?"

    When Yang Zongbao was panting like an ox, the old monk's voice suddenly came from in front of him.

    Yang Zongbao raised his head and saw the old monk's calm and concerned face. He gritted his teeth and said no, and then accelerated to 100 meters again.

    But this time, he was not so lucky, because after taking a breath, Yang Zongbao's foot slipped and his body fell backwards

    With a bang, Yang Zongbao¡¯s head hit the wall of the ditch just now.  His head felt dizzy and his vision turned black, but Yang Zongbao knew that he must not faint now, so he quickly waved his hands and tried to grab the stone on the cave wall, hoping to temporarily stop the falling stone.

    ?? His fingers kept scratching on the cave wall, and the pain stimulated Yang Zongbao to wake up.  Finally, his finger got stuck in a crack and finally stopped falling down.

    Hanging his hands in the crack, Yang Zongbao took a breath.  But everything was dark, and it would take some time to reply.  The blindness was temporary, and Yang Zongbao knew it was caused by the impact.  Although he was blind, he could feel his body pressing against the concave and convex wall.  So I used my toes to gently explore where I could put my feet.  The wind kept blowing from my feet all over my body.  The coldness in the wind was like winter.

    Yang Zongbao¡¯s right foot suddenly stepped on a pieceSoft, the soft protrusion slipped out from under his feet, making him startled. After hesitating for a few seconds, he reached out with his feet again. This time, it came into contact with the fast and hard ground.

    "Are you okay?"

    The old monk¡¯s question came from above Yang Zongbao¡¯s head.

    In order to quickly recover his vision, Yang Zongbao banged his forehead against the wall several times, then closed his eyes hard and opened them After regaining his vision, he broke into a cold sweat because of his situation.  It was pitch black underneath him, his vision range was less than 3 meters, and he was about ten meters above the ground.  In just a few dozen seconds, he had fallen a lot.  The horizontal ditch was obviously narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. From the ground, it was only about 2.5 meters, but Yang Zongbao made an estimate: the distance from his position to the other side was almost ten meters.

    After taking a short rest, Yang Zongbao felt that he could start climbing up.  Pulling his right hand out of the crack in the rock, he felt a heartbreaking pain that made his whole body twitch.  Three fingernails on his right hand were turned over, and there was only a thin layer of skin connecting one of the fingernails to Yang Zongbao's finger.  Without any hesitation, Yang Zongbao put his finger into his mouth and after a moment, he spat out the fingernail.  After doing all this, Yang Zongbao began to climb up slowly

    The rock walls are all layered, like a thousand-layer roll, so it is not difficult to find a place to stay.  Thanks to such uneven rock walls, Yang Zongbao did not fall directly and saved his life.

    "Why are you so careless?" After seeing Yang Zongbao half out of the ditch, the old monk easily grabbed his armpits and fished him out.

    After Yang Zongbao escaped from Henggou, he realized that he had a headache all over his body.  Especially the fingertips, the mixture of ash and blood almost formed half of the fingertips

    "Does it hurt?" The old monk took off a gourd from his waist, poured water from it, and rinsed Yang Zongbao's fingertips.

    "" Yang Zongbao didn't speak, because he was afraid that he would groan if he did.  Although he is always hurt, he is not a masochist and does not like the feeling of pain.  He is even allergic to pain, and his senses are sharper than those of ordinary people. Pain is also a feeling, so it will be amplified in him.

    The dust on my fingers was gradually washed away.  Yang Zongbao also adapted to the pain: "That's it."

    ¡°I told you it¡¯s dangerous down there, so you have to be careful.¡± The old monk put away his kettle.

    "Where are we going?" Yang Zongbao couldn't help but asked in the end.  You can't almost die and still not know your destination.

    ¡°Go to a village.¡±

    "What?" Yang Zongbao suspected that he heard wrongly.

    "There can't be a village in the forest?" The old monk continued on the road after saying that, still crossing the horizontal ditch lightly, and then waited there.

    Yang Zongbao could only get up from where he was, stepped back some distance, and sprinted

    This time I successfully landed on the other side, but my toes were very painful.  Yang Zongbao secretly despised him for what he was doing. He was originally here to recuperate his body and soul, but unexpectedly it turned into a spiritual journey, and he almost died.

    "Follow me." The old monk waved his hand in front of Yang Zongbao without giving Yang Zongbao time to continue feeling sorry for himself.

    "My body is really good." Yang Zongbao could only cheer up and continue on the road.

    There are many scenery along the road, but Yang Zongbao has no energy to appreciate them. Just keeping up with the old monk's footsteps is enough to make him exhausted, and he has no extra energy at all.

    "arrive¡­¡­"

    The sound of nature reached Yang Zongbao¡¯s ears, and he almost knelt down in front of the old monk.  He originally thought he was very strong. No matter whether he stayed up late to save people, went without food or water, or even faced very harsh conditions, his confidence never wavered.  But this time, the old monk almost gave up because of his simple tiredness, which was just a simple physical tiredness.

    "We're here!" the old monk emphasized.

    "" Yang Zongbao raised his head and looked at the old monk's place. Suddenly his legs went weak and he was really going to kneel this time.  The village that the old monk said was about to arrive is still on another hilltop. Don't think that he didn't see the little bits of fire.

    "Hurry up, or it won't get dark until dark." After saying that, the old monk drifted away, not waiting for Yang Zongbao this time.

    Yang Zongbao was left far behind. Only then did he realize how fast the old monk had been taking care of him.  This realization made him very discouraged.  His physical strength is considered good among normal people, but now he is even worse than an old man.  But it is better to go back than to return, we have to move forward.  It was impossible to go back. Yang Zongbao didn't have that kind of consciousness.  There are dangers criss-crossing behind us.  The way forward, judging from the old monk's behavior of abandoning him and going alone, seemed to be very safe.

    It gets dark earlier in the forest than outside.  After three o'clock noon,The light gradually darkened.  So Yang Zongbao quickened his pace even though his whole body was sore.

    When Yang Zongbao slowly climbed up to the top of the mountain, despite all obstacles, he saw the old monk sitting under the big tree and looking at him funny.

    ¡°Is that him?¡± An old man in a Chinese tunic suit next to the old monk pointed at Yang Zongbao and asked.  The old man's clothes were very old, full of patches, and even stained with some yellow mud.

    "That's him." The old monk nodded.

    "The relationship is good, so I'll be waiting for you." The old man tied Yang Zongbao's wrists and dragged him forward.

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t expect that the old man was so strong, like an iron pincer, so he could only run along.  Yang Zongbao, who was led away, had no time or opportunity to ask the old monk what happened.
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