At that time, the situation was simply a mess, the little lama Jiang Bai rushed out second, and several masters from Lhasa also stood up and rushed out to pursue the woman in black, and several lamas led by Baiju Temple hurriedly discussed, and a few rushed out of the broken window and leaped towards the tower; As for those who stayed, they commanded the panicked people in the Buddha hall to evacuate to the bottom of the tower.

I saw Mao Tongzhen just stand up straight, but was stopped and controlled by two middle-aged lamas with sad and angry expressions.

I think it was Liu Xuedao's action just now, which made all the plants and trees in Baiju Temple mistakenly think that they were in the same group as the woman in black, so they were detained.

Although Mao Tongzhen is unwilling, but Master Lunzhu's rainbow light is received, not only can not reach the top of Bliss, but also has to be controlled by people to do evil, this group of lamas in front of him, the mood at the moment, I am afraid that it is more uncomfortable than the death of my father, although I can't say that "the mourning soldiers will win", but once they go crazy, they are as powerful as Mao Tongzhen, and they don't dare to make mistakes. Besides, there was no need for them to turn their faces, so they raised their hands and stopped moving.

I smiled to myself and ran down the tower with the crowd.

When we arrived at the bottom of the tower and came out of the auspicious Duomen Tower, we found that the whole temple had been in a mess, and there were red-robed monks running around like headless flies everywhere.

And the group of people who jumped out of the fifth floor just now have long been nowhere to be seen.

I looked up at the top of the tower, and I could still see the faint rainbow light, hanging diagonally above the spire, as if there was infinite regret. Neither the evil spirit sect nor the monks of Baiju Temple where the master was taken away from me and I came over to make a pot of soy sauce, so I didn't have any personal experience, but I was afraid that Mao Tongzhen and others would see it and show our feet, so we crossed countless Buddha halls and Zacang and hurried back to the monk's room where we were accommodated.

Walking into the room, Huowa was honestly guarding the luggage, we hurried over to pack up, and it was too late to say goodbye to the old lama and the little lama Jiang Bai, it is estimated that these two did not have time to pay attention to us, so they went out of the door and ran towards the gate of the temple.

I didn't have to think about it, I knew that this fat hen must be lively and good-looking, so I ran to see the results of the pursuit. We don't have to worry about the safety of this cunning fat bird, but wait for it to come back and tell us about the subsequent development of this matter.

Walking out of the room again, after this time buffer, the atmosphere in the monastery was not as collapsed as it was at the beginning, the middle lamas of all the sects in the monastery stood up and were maintaining order everywhere, and the mood of the people calmed down a little, when we walked to the porch near the gate, the little monk Nima found us, and told the master that he would go with the army to pursue the murderers, and let us wait for them to return at the monastic house, and then discuss the future.

I pinched this little monk with a fat face, and said that we are here, and we are also so frightened that we dare not stay for a long time, since we have already observed the rainbow transformation of Master Lunzhu, then we will stay soon. If the two lamas want to find us, they just go to our residence.

Nima was a little confused, he was only instructed to take care of us in the monastic house, and he didn't know that we were bent on leaving, so he was a little embarrassed, pulled the corner of my clothes, and said embarrassedly, "Guru Panjue said ......."

Shaggy Xiaodao crouched down, explained a few words to the tenacious little kid, and then pushed me, trying to walk briskly towards the door.

However, as soon as he stood up, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Stop!" ”

I glanced back, and saw a lean man in a black suit, with a new scar on his forehead, and his squinted eyes flickering, looking at us suspiciously, and said, "Friend, it looks very familiar, can you come over and talk about it?" "My eyelids jumped, isn't this man the same Long Jinhai that I knocked down in the basement on Chinese New Year's Eve when I rescued the miscellaneous hair trail?

This miscellaneous trail is the same master of the same door, and it is really a mountain that does not turn around, and they meet again.

I glanced at the miscellaneous hairy path, he seemed to have heard the shouting at all, hurriedly ran towards the door, I saw this and ran with it, seeing us behaving like this, Long Jinhai was a spirit, and shouted: "Don't run, stand still!" ”

Generally, the people who shouted these two nonsense words, their words were weak and powerless, Liu Xuedao, the most powerful torture hall elder from Maoshan, went to chase the right protector of the evil spirit sect, and Elder Mao Tongzhen was detained, and the remaining disciples of the second generation of them are not our opponents, and they can't help us.

However, Zamao Xiaodao and I are still very frustrated, you must know that once we appear this time, after our whereabouts are confirmed, Maoshan may soon be able to find our hiding place. In this way, we will be on the run again.

We didn't have time to think too much, so we ran out without looking back, and then in the chaotic flow of people, we kept shuttling, and finally ran in the direction of the west. We opened the Escape Ring, ran for more than ten miles in one breath, and finally felt like we were free from the guy's tracking, and when we looked at each other, we all laughed and lay down on the weeds on the side of the mountain, looking up at the gray sky, gasping for breath.

After all, the plateau is a plateau, more than 3,000 meters above sea level, the air is thin, and I don't feel it on weekdays, but this time I ran more than ten miles at once, and people feel uncomfortable in the lungs, as if they are constantly contracting, the blood supply to the brain is insufficient, and the numbness is fried, as if they can't breathe in the same discomfort.

The two of us lay on top of the meadow, breathing happily to calm down the altitude sickness.

I closed my eyes, didn't think about anything, let my mind open, and relive the most thrilling and mysterious moments. Before he could soothe his breath, he kicked me with his foot, I opened my eyes, turned my head, and his face was full of joyful smiles, and said Little poison, how about it? Have you ever regretted participating in this ceremony?

I shook my head vigorously and said no—I have lived for twenty-four years, and it has been three years since I stepped into this mysterious business, and this time, for the first time, I have felt another world besides this vast starry universe! That feeling, really, really...... I don't know what to say, as if my horizons have expanded countless times in an instant, I feel that the road ahead is instantly brightened, the sky is scarce, people also have goals and motivation, all ideas, at the moment before, have produced a qualitative improvement - what about you?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao took a breath of the thin and cold air on the plateau, and then smiled, saying that I am okay, as a Taoist priest from a professional class, I am naturally broader than you, a country boy. But the more I know and see widely, the more I will be able to cherish the people in front of me and what I have. The world is so big, but there will always be only so much we can have. If you lose it, you may never get it back.

Alas...... This sigh of the miscellaneous hair trail seems to have exhausted countless regrets and remorse.

I knew that this guy had begun to look back on the past again, and played deeply, so he stopped talking and quietly looked up at the sky.

After this emotion passed, I poked him in the stomach and said that since Long Jinhai saw us, once we were investigated, although the old lama would help us cover up, Nanka Gyatso might be in danger of being exposed, and he would not be able to go back for the time being. So, what do we do now?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao shrugged his shoulders and said Run, I see that you have made great progress, we will fight while fleeing, so that they will not have a temper, and they will not chase so tightly when the time comes.

He looked relaxed when the sky fell and was covered, he didn't care, pulled a weed and put it in his mouth, and sang Bai Qiye's classic singing "Pick a Pulley" in "Mansion Gate": Look at the black hole in front, it must be the thief's lair, wait for me to catch up and kill him cleanly!

I listened to his nonsense and asked the torture hall elder how skillful he was, what his methods were, and how powerful he was.

He shook his head and said that he didn't know, the so-called Torture Hall elders were generally used to deal with the unscrupulous children in the sect. Although he was not talented, he was only an outcast, and he did not have the means to learn him. Moreover, this Elder Liu has always been very mysterious, staying in the deep valley all year round, except for cleaning the door, he generally does not show up much, and many Maoshan disciples only hear about him, but they don't know his face.

As for his methods, it should be specifically aimed at and restraining the methods passed down by the Maoshan Sect, so that he can suppress most of the elders. So, little poison, if you go hand-to-hand at that time, you may be the main force.

The unknown is terrifying, I deeply understand this truth, took a deep breath, felt the battle intent in my heart, jumped up, come on, if he can really catch up, overturn him, let him cry with your master.

When the two of us had rested enough, we got up, avoided the avenue, and continued our walk towards the pasture to the west.

In the afternoon, I also passed by several Tibetan settlements, but they all bypassed far away and did not come into contact with them, and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in February was still cold and windy, and the residents on it were nested in their own earthen houses or yurts, and there would be no accidents. When I walked to five o'clock in the afternoon, I saw a lonely stupa in the wilderness from afar.

Next to the tower, a few miles away, there is a lake, and there is a Tibetan settlement nearby. We were also a little hungry, and when we came, we left all the dry food and some trivial things we had hoarded at Namka Gyatso's house, and this time we hurried out, so hungry that we thought of running to the lake and catching a few fish to satisfy our hunger.

However, when we were about to go around the mountain, we saw a familiar figure coming from a distance, and we couldn't help but be stunned: "Why is he?" ”