Qinglang grabbed Ren Gang, who was nearly 200 kilograms in one hand and successfully got on the helicopter. As soon as the man was put down, Huang Xiaoxie immediately untied his seat belt and squatted beside him.

Long Hao, who was sitting next to him, looked at him intently and saw that Ren Gang's entire face turned black and purple, and his body seemed to be shocked, twitching from time to time.

Huang Xiaoxie asked him to take pictures and he didn't respond at all.

When Huang Xiaoxie took out the silver needle and applied it to Ren Gang, Luo Youfu also got on the helicopter.

Then the helicopter rushed toward the south.

"Boss, I can only stabilize his life first and wait until I get to the hotel before checking carefully." The helicopter was very noisy and bumpy, and Huang Xiaoxie looked up and shouted at Long Hao.

Long Hao nodded and closed his eyes.

After an hour of flying south, the helicopter began to slowly descend.

The Nanzang area is relatively prosperous in the entire Xiqiang Autonomous Region. The helicopter landed on the lawn of a villa hotel in the northern suburbs of Rikze City.

After landing, Long Hao and others got out of the car. As soon as they looked up, they saw dozens of black armored soldiers standing around.

"Tianlong, I have already booked this hotel and sent a hundred black armored soldiers to guard it. There is no need to worry about safety for the time being." Rakshasa said in a deep voice to Long Hao.

The group quickly entered the hotel. After entering the room, Huang Xiaoxie immediately began to treat Ren Gang.

Luo Youfu entered Long Hao's room.

Long Hao, Qinglang and Luo Sha were all sitting on the chairs, and Luo Youfu felt a little stressed.

"Tell me, what did you find?" Long Hao looked at Luo Youfu and asked.

Luo Youfu frowned, raised his hand to point to the north, and said with a serious expression: "Those bald donkeys are doing a mysterious sacrifice, and more than one child's internal organs. We discovered the internal organs of four children."

Upon hearing this, Long Hao and Qinglang both frowned.

"That guy is Master Guangtian of the Hongmei Zen Buddhism, but his face has been burned. It should be because we used air strikes last time, and he did not die." Luo Youfu continued.

"Also, there is no signal in the place where they are. Ren Gang and I discovered this problem when they sneaked around. At that time, a guy who knew about communication said that the magnetic field in that place was very strong and the signal could not be covered."

Long Hao lit a cigarette all the time, and Luo Youfu was still talking about some things that happened after he and Ren Gang arrived in Nanzang.

After hearing Luo Youfu say for more than ten minutes, Long Hao said coldly: "What are they sacrificing for?"

"Why use the child's internal organs?"

Luo Youfu shook his head, and then said affirmatively: "The Hongmei Zen Buddhism is not an orthodox Buddhist path. Although I don't know why it is for, it is definitely an evil path."

Long Hao stood up and said to Qinglang: "You go back to your room and rest for a while now, let's go over and take a look at it tonight."

"Rakshasa, you accompany me out for a walk. It has been more than two years since I came here." Long Hao said, and walked out of the door.

Luo Youfu quickly followed and said, "Boss Long, please take me out for a walk."

There were a hundred black armored soldiers outside, and Long Hao was not very worried. Luo Sha was driving and drove towards the city with Long Hao and Luo Youfu.

In the Western Qiang area, the most sparsely populated area, there may be hundreds of kilometers between the two counties and towns. Between cities, two or three hundred kilometers are normal.

From the Nanzang area to the northwest, there is a vast unmanned land, with yellow sand in the desert for thousands of kilometers, and it is also a paradise for many adventurers.

Another hour was when the car arrived in Rikze city. The car was driving on the street. When you looked up, you would slowly feel the Western style.

The Hui people wearing white hats and herders leading tall camels, the low buildings are filled with fruits and dried fruits produced in the northwest, and many tourists from other places are playing or taking photos as souvenirs.

Long Hao got out of the car, bought two naan breads on the street, and walked while eating.

Suddenly I heard crying in front of me, and some passers-by were watching.

Long Hao and the other two walked forward, and there were not many people watching. They looked back while looking.

It turned out that there were a few people on the roadside ahead kneeling and crying, like believers who kneeled and bowed three steps one by nine steps one by nine steps.

"What are they crying?" These people who were kneeling and crying were talking in Tibetan, and Long Hao didn't understand it very much.

Luo Youfu took a bite of naan bread and shook his head.

Rakshasa whispered: "It seems that the ninth Panchen Lama passed away and they are going to see him off."

"Oh, there are people behind." Luo Youfu suddenly saw a group of people kneeling and crying on the side of the road ahead. At first glance, there were dozens of people in groups of three or two.

"There are many people who believe in Buddhism and Taoism here. The Panchen Lama is the highest-ranking person in Buddhism and Taoism. There are many such people. The passing of the ninth Panchen Lama is a big deal." Rakshasa said while following Long Hao.

He was outside the northwest all year round and knew the customs of the Western Qiang and Tianzhu Kingdoms best.

Long Hao naturally knew that the Buddhist and Taoist paths in the Western Qiang region were introduced from the Tianzhu Kingdom since the Tang Dynasty, and the famous "Journey to the West" in history was derived from the Western Buddhist scriptures.

"Let's go and see it off, too." Long Hao suddenly spoke.

Rakshasa was stunned: "We are kneeling down, too?"

"Drive to see me off." Long Hao's mouth twitched. Long Hao was an atheist. He knelt down on heaven and earth and knelt down on his parents. What kind of Panchen Lama?

The three of them turned around and the car. Rakshasa went to the roadside to ask a few people. Only then did they learn that the ninth Panchen Lama happened to be the third day of his death today. According to the regulations here, they were going to carry a coffin around the Danqing Temple and enjoy the farewell for the world.

On the way to Rakshasa to Danqing Temple, I saw many believers kneeling and worshiping all the way north. The more people there were behind the wishes, the more cars could not drive forward in the end.

Because the entire road was full of believers who knelt down and bid farewell to the ninth Panchen Lama.

Long Hao and the other two got out of the car, with blue sky and white clouds above their heads, and large areas of grassland and cattle and horses of herders.

Walking to a slightly higher terrain on the side of the road, when you look out, you can see a large group of people in front of you, a large group of lamas wearing red or dark brown robes.

There are many, at least four or five hundred people, which looks like an absolute visual impact on the empty grassland.

Special instruments were played, and a low sound was made throughout the grassland.

The road was full of believers who were kneeling and worshipping, and Long Hao and the other two stood by like alternatives.

At this time, while kneeling on the road, an old man slowly raised his head, and his dark skin and folds looked at Long Hao.

The old man stared for a long time until Long Hao noticed it and turned to look at him.

Long Hao was very puzzled why this old man kept looking at him.

He also noticed that there was a little boy of five or six years old next to the old man. The boy was slightly clumsy and knelt down three steps one by nine steps one by one.

At this time, the little boy also stood up, turned his head and looked at Long Hao...
Chapter completed!