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"Have you been to that ancient battlefield?"

"Yes, it's so miserable, tens of thousands of Qing soldiers are dead!

"Does the Living Buddha know that there was a black-faced general in that group of dead Qing troops?" Wushuang asked him.

"No matter who they are, they are heroes who die fighting to defend the territory of their country. ”

Wushuang is a little difficult for a strong man, that group of Qing soldiers has been dead for a hundred years, this old lama was not born at that time, how do you know?

"I only hate the little monks who can't live in Mahayana Buddhism, and I can't surpass them, so they have wandered in this prairie for more than many years. Hey, ashamed, ashamed!" Zhugu Living Buddha was very humble and annoyed.

"I also want to ask the Living Buddha about one thing, since the Living Buddha has been a monk in this Yellow Temple for decades, then he should know that there is a sand city in the desert in the north, right? I want to know what age the sand city was left?"

Zhugu Living Buddha heard Wushuang mention the mysterious sand city in the Death Desert, and immediately frowned and turned around.

"Sir is here for Nasha City?"

"Don't dare to hide it, indeed!"

"The little monk advised Mr. not to enter the Desert of Death, there are too many secrets hidden in the desert, it was the birthplace of the civilization of the ancient Rouran people, and it was also the location of the Khan's Court in the capital of the ancient Rouran. Originally, there was no desert in the Mongolian steppe, but later, the Khan's court disappeared from the steppe overnight, and all the Rouran people were cursed by demons, and their royal court became a yellow sand land, which has been swallowing the peaceful steppe for thousands of years. Over the years, I don't know how many bones of the dead have been buried. That sand city is the entrance to hell! no one will come back alive!"

He said that every spring there would be a sandstorm on the grassland, as if the entrance to hell was opening, and after each sandstorm, the sand city in the desert would reappear.

"Why did they disappear overnight?"

"It's the curse of the devil, the last generation of the Rouran Khan King is called An Luochen, according to legend, he is good at killing and drinking, maybe this Khan King has done something that God can't tolerate, so the Rouran people suffered a curse. When the Japanese invaded Mongolia, there was a very important reason, and they somehow got the news that the Rouran Khanate had left a treasure buried under the ruins of the sand city in the Death Desert, and later, several wings went deep into the desert to find the ruins, but in the end only a few Japanese soldiers were lucky enough to come back, but they did not find the sand city. ”

Wushuang didn't know how credible the old lama's words were, since he was a follower of Buddhism and had been practicing in this yellow temple all year round, where did he hear these stories? If what he said was true, then the skull he found from the North Manchurian fortress was probably retrieved by little Japan in the Desert of Death.

In the evening, after eating fast, Wushuang ordered several brothers to go down the mountain to put on guard, and then he took Ma Ya around the Saiyin Mountain, and the mountains were full of beautiful scenery. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought that I had arrived in Jiangnan.

There are wild fruits in the trees, birds and beasts in the grass, fish in the water, and stars in the sky......

"Brother, this Saiyin Mountain is really beautiful!" Ma Ya said, holding his arm.

"Beautiful? I tell you, there may be ugly evil behind beautiful things! This Saiyin Mountain is not as simple as we think, you better guard against that old bald donkey. ”

"You mean Zhugu Living Buddha? Why do you always have prejudices against others? Others are good, if he has bad intentions towards us, wouldn't it be good if he poisoned the fasting meal?"

Wushuang grinned, he didn't know why he felt this way, in short, he didn't have a good impression of Saiyin Mountain, this Yellow Temple, and this old lama. Unlike before, every time he came to the pleasant wilderness, he was in a particularly comfortable mood, but this time there was an indescribable sense of depression in his heart.

"Did you leave a code for Battle on the way?"

"Don't worry, Professor Bayara will definitely find us when he arrives. Ma Ya replied.

When night came, the whole mountain seemed to be asleep, even the birds and insects were asleep, and there was not a sound in the mountain.

Wushuang walked to the bottom of the mountain, and saw several subordinates patrolling several commanding heights in the mountain pass with shotguns in hand, and the brothers were very responsible.

"How's it going? Are there any special circumstances?" asked them.

"Don't worry, you can't put a fly in it! You can rest in peace tonight!"

Wushuang turned around and wanted to leave, when he suddenly heard a brother behind him shout. Everyone hurried to check, but the brother said that just now he vaguely saw a black shadow flying in from outside the mountain.

"Do you see clearly? Is it a human or an animal?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm dazzled, how can it be human? It's too fast!" he replied.

"You guys don't separate from each other for today's vigil, shoot if there is any special situation, and we will come down to support immediately!" Wushuang instructed.

"Yes!"

After Wushuang went back, he couldn't sleep in the meditation room, it stands to reason that he hadn't closed his eyes for nearly a day and a night, and he couldn't just ask Zhou Gong when he lay down, but as soon as he closed his eyes, all the corpses floating in front of him were bloody corpses.

The brothers didn't want to disturb the young master, and they slept for a day, and the other brothers who were not patrolling set up tents in the Yellow Temple, and left the meditation room to Wushuang and Ma Ya to live in.

"Sleep, you, don't toss! Don't worry, the brothers are guarding outside tonight, and nothing will happen!" Ma Ya comforted him.

"I don't know what's wrong, I'm very flustered! What about the old bald donkey?"

"Brother, can you not take a bite of an old bald donkey? What if someone hears about it? We live in other people's eaters, and if we don't give money, you are still so disrespectful, it's too disrespectful, right?"

"Okay, okay, did you see him?" Ma Ya's kindness is her greatest strength and biggest disadvantage.

"I saw him go to the apse just now. ”

Wushuang left his horse and ran to the apse. The apse was empty, only a gust of wind came in from the open-air roof, and the moonlight hit the stone monkey's face with a penetrating cold light, making people afraid to look at it. The Zhugu Living Buddha is not here.

Where did he go? This small temple has a big palm, if he leaves, he will definitely not be able to escape the peerless magic eye, how can he disappear in the blink of an eye?

"Someone!" shouted Wushuang.

Agudammu immediately ran in with his two brothers.

"What do you have to say?"

"Let the brothers search this Yellow Temple immediately! No place is allowed for me to be left behind. Wushuang ordered.

"Master, but you want to find the Zhugu Living Buddha?"