Long Yuehong and Bai Chen couldn't answer, and Pudu Zen Master Shang Jianyao looked unsurprised.
He raised his left palm and proclaimed the Buddha's name in a low voice:
"Namo Arudhara Three Bodhisattvas, we generally call this Suhui.
"Maybe Montes was a Buddhist in his previous life, fell into a sea of suffering, reincarnated again and again, and waited until he awakened to slowly remember his past and present lives."
Although he knew that this guy was running the train with his mouth full, Jiang Baimian, in the spirit of seeking truth from facts, thought seriously and said:
"I don't rule out what you said, it's just that it could be very small.
"So far, only the 'Fate' has embodied the potential to accomplish such things, but it has not eliminated the side of its own memory waiting to be awakened.
"Unless there are abilities similar to those in the 'Fate' realm but with different details, ......"
Jiang Baimian did not continue:
"The two directions that are currently feasible are:
"First, finish reading the remaining books, and put this one tomorrow morning; second, enter the ruins of Tieshan City to see if there are any clues left.
"If you have time tomorrow, you can visit the bishop of the 'Vigilant Church' and the local hunters' guild to see if they have collected more information about the ruins of Tieshan City.
"It wouldn't be a bad thing to be more prepared in this regard.
"Okay, go back to sleep and stay energetic."
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The next morning, two modified vehicles drove into Redstone Market.
"Why can't you see anyone here?" Bai Chen's former companion Zug poked his head out of the car window and looked at the collapsed or abandoned buildings around him.
At a glance, he felt that he had come to a ruin that had not been explored for a long time, not a smuggling node with a good reputation and strength, and the only sense of life here was the plants that raised the fresh green in spring.
"This is a characteristic of vigilant sects, and the townspeople of Hongshiji seem to have integrated their faith into their lives." The old man sitting next to Shao Liang, a young man in a flower shirt, said with a smile.
He is also a gray man, his hair has been thinned to the point where he can see oily skin, the wrinkles on his face are not too exaggerated, and the corners of his mouth are always smiling, looking amiable.
"Archbishop, what do you mean......" Zug asked respectfully but not humbly.
If it weren't for the recent thought of coming to the south to preach the importance of friendship and trust, he happened to be on the way and didn't want to come to the inexplicable universal education conference at all.
Before Zug finished speaking, he suddenly sensed something, turned his head abruptly, and set his sights on a high-rise building that was still intact.
"There's someone there." He acted as if he had run into a kind neighbor while walking, and although he was a little surprised, he was more joyful.
The old man, known as the archbishop, nodded, indicating that there was no problem with Zug's findings.
"I'll go over say hello and ask for directions." Zug confidently pushed open the car door and walked down.
——The smoky woman Mu parked her car on the side of the road after Zug said that there were people nearby.
"Hi, friends upstairs, we're here to ......" Zug waved his right hand as he walked towards the tall building and climbed the steps leading to the gate.
At this moment, a black grenade was thrown out.
Zug's pupils dilated.
With his rich experience, he pounced on the side, flew out of the steps, and shrank into a covered area.
Boom!
In the sound of the explosion, Zug felt that the wall of the steps he was close to was shaking violently.
Then, he found that the person in the building had left his range in the opposite direction and fled.
"We have no ill intentions! Hey, we're here to make friends!" Zug shouted a few times, but no one responded.
He had no choice but to walk back to the modified vehicle and possess the old man:
"Archbishop, why don't you stop him?
"He probably hasn't even run out of your sensing range yet."
The archbishop shook his head and smiled:
"It's not polite enough.
"We must first show our kindness and believe that emotions can be common.
"Zhishui said, believe in each other."
His conversation with Zug did not have that particularly strong sense of superiority and inferiority.
Zug understood when he heard this:
"Suspicion is not a new world.
"Then let's continue to move forward, find other townspeople to ask for directions, and dispel their excessive vigilance with sincerity?"
Since he joined the "Friendly Hand", he has become accustomed to being treated as a donkey with good intentions, after all, people like them are considered outliers in the gray soil.
The archbishop nodded in satisfaction.
Zug opened the door and sat back in the passenger seat, thinking and saying:
"We simply went around the lake and found the farmland reclaimed by Hongshiji.
"It's the season of sowing and farming, there must be people over there, and it's not easy to hide."
Mu Chi and Shao Liang agreed to his proposal.
I don't know how long it took, but the two vehicles finally circled around the lake area northwest of Hongshiji and saw that a large amount of farmland had been cultivated here.
There are many figures busy in the farmland.
After they found Zug and the others approaching, they gathered at the predetermined place very disciplinedly, some hid behind the simple construction, and some stood outside, forcing themselves to observe the subsequent changes, and put on a posture that could communicate.
Witnessing this scene, Zug was so moved that he almost wiped his eyes.
This is normal vigilance!
The people in the ruins of the city just now were simply extreme to the point of mental illness!
Well, the only question is, is it necessary for you all to wear masks?
"We want to ask for directions." Zug waved his hand out, indicating his intentions.
He learned the previous lesson, shortened the sentence, and quickly said it in gray and red river respectively.
Among the group of "farmers", a man wearing an indigo drama mask plucked up the courage, took a few steps forward, and asked in the Red River language:
"Where do you want to go?"
"Beware of the church." Zug responded loudly.
The man breathed a sigh of relief, and it was not surprising that strangers were looking for a wary church.
He pointed in the southeast direction and said:
"Keep walking along this road, and when you fast into the ruins, you will see the church.
"If you accidentally take a wrong path, look for it in the surrounding farmland, we still have a lot of people busy over there, we can correct the route for you."
"Thank you!" Zug made a trumpet shape with his hands and placed them on his mouth.
He then asked again:
"How many forces does the Red Stone Set have now?"
"The original Gray Whisperers, the Red River people, and our 'underground boats'.
"But everyone believes in 'Yougu' and obeys the orders of the church."
Zug smiled with relief.
He suddenly turned his body, turned his back to the group of people who were "underground boats", and praised devoutly:
"One is weak, the group is strong."
This is the etiquette of a "friendly hand", which shows that you trust the other person and are willing to give them even your back.
After asking what an "underground boat" was, Zug bid farewell to the group of people and walked back to the car.
The archbishop in the back row withdrew his gaze from the outside and said with emotion:
"The one in 'Underground Boat' is not a simple character."
Shao Liang, a young man in a flower shirt, smiled:
"Can you have an archbishop who is powerful?"
The archbishop was silent for a few seconds and said:
"It's very likely.
"It's just that his condition is not too right."
Mu Chi, who was driving, didn't expect the owner of the "underground boat" to be so powerful, and blurted out:
"Is he a wary of the sect, a fearful bishop?"
"No, he is just an ordinary believer." The archbishop replied simply.
Hearing this, Zug twisted his head:
"Archbishop, you are very familiar with the 'Underground Boat'......"
The archbishop smiled kindly:
"When I was young, I heard about the owner of the ark from the 'Hand of God' at that time, so I came over and stayed for a while."
"Then you must know where the vigilant church is......" Zug said in astonishment.
You don't need to ask someone for directions at all!
The archbishop smiled:
"This was all forty or fifty years ago, how can I remember the specific path clearly at my age?"
While a few people were communicating, two modified vehicles drove towards the location of the vigilant church.
After driving like this for a while, they saw that some of the original wasteland in the suburbs had been cleared, and many people were working.
Seeing this, the archbishop thought for a moment and ordered Zug:
"You go and ask in detail about the situation of the 'underground boat'.
"Hey, I don't know how that old friend is now......"
Zug immediately agreed, and when the vehicle stopped, he pushed the door and found a girl wearing an evil ghost mask nearby.
Considering that the other party was a person from a vigilant sect, he deliberately kept a sufficient distance and asked in a loud voice:
"Are you a person who is 'underground in the boat'?"
"Yes." The girl didn't deliberately amplify her voice, and Zug barely heard clearly.
Because the other party was speaking gray language, he changed back to his native language and continued to ask:
"Who is the current owner of the ark?"
"Master?" The girl was puzzled, "There is no owner, and now the management committee is responsible."
Oh...... Zug almost doubted his ears and couldn't help but take two steps forward, frightening the girl to retreat again and again, frightening the surrounding "farmers" to quickly support and pull out guns from different places.
Zug raised his hands vividly without caring:
"Where is the original owner of the ark, is he extinct?"
"Overthrown and died at the hands of our five presidents." The girl's voice was a little proud.
Zug's eyes moved slightly, he suppressed the urge to ask and returned to the car.
He recounted what he had just learned.
"The owner of the ark was actually killed......" The archbishop was obviously a little shocked.
Shao Liang, a young man in a flower shirt, had no clear concept of how strong the original owner of Fang Zhou was, but just sneered:
"Be wary of the church and watch those five people deal with their own believers?"
"Well, this seems a bit complicated, let's go to the vigilant church and ask carefully." The archbishop had restrained his redundant expression.
The vehicle continued on, and it didn't take long for Zug and the others to finally arrive at the Vigilant Church.
Under the gaze of a pair of eyes hidden in the dark, they walked into the blood-red hall mixed with a little gold.
"This color is too ......" As a believer in "Yougu", Shao Liang, a young man in a flower shirt, barely resisted the ridicule of the aesthetics of the same sect.
Zug saw four familiar figures.
They just entered the elevator and went down.
"Bai Chen and the others?" Zug stared for a while and nodded slightly.
He planned to wait to say hello if the other party would return to the hall.
(End of this chapter)