Hearing me ask this, Zhang Liyun remembered this matter just now. When he looked around, he saw that Xiaoman, the driver who had been following him, had disappeared in his sight. He immediately struggled to get up from the ground and said in surprise: "Where is Xiaoman? I don't know, didn't he follow us all the time?"

I looked at Zhang Liyun and was a little surprised. I knew that the reason why I was always looking at Zhang Liyun was because he had always had a clear mind when he was about to fight, and he had a view of the overall situation, and could also grasp the whole audience. Since I ordered him to protect Lin Hao and the driver Xiaoman, he would keep his mind on these two people. How could it be that he would wake up like a dream until I reminded him?

I didn't say anything, but looked at Lin Hao. The young man with scarred face wiped the sweat from his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and then said to me: "Maybe he was overwhelmed by the peach blossom forest just now, and he went apart because of his panic..."

Lin Hao's words were obscure, but I could almost figure out the scene at that time. I was afraid that the three extremely panicked people had a disagreement in the choice of paths because of the siege of too many people. The driver Xiaoman, who had no experience, seemed to believe that it would be safer to walk alone, so he abandoned the two and chose another path. At such a critical moment, Zhang Liyun's subconscious decision was of course self-protection, and did not correct the mistakes with the driver Xiaoman. Instead, he blocked the enemy while covering Lin Hao's departure.

Both sides have some selfishness in their choices, but the driver Xiaoman forgot that without our strong protection, even if he could obtain temporary safety, it was just an illusion.

In the eyes of Feng Mo and his men, he was just a plate of fat meat when he acted alone.

The driver Xiaoman chose to give up others because of panic, but Zhang Liyun also chose to give up on him. I understood the truth, but I couldn't have the idea of ​​blaming Zhang Liyun, because I knew that when it was really time to make a decision, Lin Hao and a driver Xiaoman who had only known each other for a day, subconsciously wanted to protect him. Of course, he wanted to protect his teammates. Even if I was in this matter, I was afraid that the choice made at that time would be the same, so now, I can only wish Xiaoman to be able to break his own path.

There is such helpless and cruelty in the world. In a calm day, suddenly, there are murderous intentions everywhere, making it difficult for people to control themselves.

My silence made Zhang Liyun feel the pressure, but he still pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak, nor did he intend to explain to me. At this moment, a rapid footstep sound came from the woods. I turned my head and held a silver flute in white. However, it was the little white fox behind us who helped us stop the broken ones. I was shocked and quickly jumped up from the mud and shouted to her: "Are you okay? Where is the wind demon?"

The wind demon was like a huge source of stimulation. Zhang Liyun and Lin Hao, who were already exhausted, also got up one after another. However, the little white fox said the next words made us relax a little: "When the old bird chased the peach blossom forest just now, it seemed that he had heard some order and turned back."

The wind demon did not chase after him, everything was fine. I stepped forward and grabbed the shoulder of the little white fox and checked her. I found that although my clothes were messy, there were no scars on my body. Then I felt a little relieved. The little white fox grabbed the Yin Xiao with his hand and said to me with a look of fear: "Brother, that old guy just now was really amazing. I smelled the smell of the golden-winged bird from him. Although it was very light, if I hadn't just revealed my Dharma body and had the silver flute helping me, I would have fallen into the hand of the vulgar old man."

The silver flute in the hands of the little white fox was seized from Cheng Yang during the battle of Shiyan, Hubei. At that time, the black widow once said that it came from the mysterious holy place of cultivation, the Tianshan Divine Pond Palace. Whether it is or not, this magic weapon is very useful. It not only stimulates six star lights to protect the whole body, but also uses psychedelics, guidance and voice transmission according to different rhythms. It is just too chewy. I later gave it to the little white fox. This girl has always liked it very much. She also went to the Kyoto Conservatory of Music to find a teacher and learned the flute art for a period of time.

When I heard the little white fox say something, I couldn't help but say in surprise: "Golden-winged bird? Are you talking about Garula among the eight Buddhist celestial beings?"

The little white fox nodded seriously and said, "Well, although I don't know why, I just know."

I would not doubt this little girl's words, because I know that although she is very young and has never awakened, she is a prehistoric alien species that even my uncle Li Daozi would be amazed by. The memory of the roots is always wrong. The records of Garula in the Buddhist scriptures are the leader of the divine bird Xiu Po, the king of birds, and the image of guardians of one of the eight Buddhist celestial dragons. It is said that they are ferocious birds and beasts in the world, with infinite power, feeding on dragons, and their wings are 360,000 miles apart, and they live in the north of Mount Sumeru.

The Buddhist scriptures record that it was so exaggerated for the sake of missionary considerations, but it has to be said that Garuda who can obtain such a description is indeed a very terrifying beast. Even if the wind demon only has a little of this kind of aura, he can still gain a place in the world today.

And it is really as the little white fox said, the wind demon might be like her and the cloth fish, and they are all transformed by demons. It is no wonder that the neck under his mask has dense scales and fluff.

Although the little white fox said that the wind demon had not been chasing me, out of caution, I decided not to stay here for a long time. We had to move the reinforcements and troops immediately, seal the entire Tanxi Mountain, and not a single fly escaped. Only in this way, no matter what conspiracy Maitreya was doing, we could crack it. Thinking of this, I asked the three of us to follow me across the river and leave this mountain area, and to a place with mobile phone signals, and quickly contact the large army still in Dongying to come.

Time flies, and the four of them quickly move forward. I asked Xiaobaihu'er if he had seen the driver Xiaoman on the way back. She answered no. This made me feel a little worried. However, for the safety of the team members around me, I couldn't let everyone who had finally escaped and search for it.

In addition to the whereabouts of the driver Xiaoman, I also asked Xiaobaihu'er when she went to chase the fat girl. What happened later?

The fat girl showed a sad expression at this moment, pulled my sleeve and cried, "It didn't know me anymore, and I didn't know me at all. When I chased me, it was always running away, chasing me closer, and even raised a stick to beat me. No matter how I called it, it didn't show any intention of knowing me; and later, it actually swayed into the grass. When I chased me, I found that the fat girl in front of me had disappeared out of thin air - it was obvious that it had mastered some powerful illusion, and even I could hide it..."

In the fairy palace of Wuguniang Mountain, besides the cool Li Daozi and the old ghosts that appear from time to time, I am the only one. Fat girl and the little white fox depend on each other for life. It is a kind of stranger relationship than family affection, especially the little white fox and the fat girl. The always honest and diligent fat girl is always bullied by the weird little white fox. However, that honest man never gets angry, just like a honest and gentle big brother who treats his naughty little sister.

However, years have passed, the fat girl who was originally intimate with her is like strangers to us. How can this be made possible by the little white fox?

I understand the sadness of the little white fox, but I also persuaded her: "Before the matter is clear, you must not make a conclusion. Fat girl will not change. It is just blinded by the guy Maitreya, and it may be controlled by Maitreya. What we have to do now is not sadness, but to rescue the fat girl from the dire strait and give it freedom. Therefore, tail girl, you must be strong. Only in this way can we make things better."

My comfort was very effective. The little white fox immediately burst into tears and smiled, clenched his fists tightly, and then said firmly: "Well, we will definitely take back the fat girl. Then the three of us live happily together, and no one can separate us..."

When I heard the little white fox's childish and firm oath, I touched my chin covered with stubble, and I always felt something was wrong.

We hurried back to Shigou Village. We found the car at the yard of the village headquarters. The key was on the driver Xiaoman. However, this was not a problem. Lin Hao, who was full of craftsmanship, opened the car door with just a thin wire and fired. Just as we were about to leave, Zhang Liyun, who came from the village headquarters, told us good news, that is, the village headquarters had a landline telephone, which could contact the outside world. At that moment, I asked Xiaobaihuer to guard the guard on the highest house in the village, and I called the phone to the temporary headquarters of Dongying City and asked someone to come over to support it quickly.

Zhang Shi was on the rotation at the temporary headquarters. When he heard my request for help, he immediately reported to the local municipal bureau and notified Nuer and Xu Danding, who were performing their missions, immediately rushed to Tanxi Mountain.

Although the reactions in all aspects were very timely, when Nuer and Xu Danding led most of the members of the special service group, the operation departments of the local municipal bureau and the armed police force arrived, it was already dark, and we never stopped for a moment and returned to Tanxi Mountain again. However, this time it seemed a little strange. After a while, I realized that the originally dense insect corpses had disappeared most of them in just a few hours. When we felt the deep pool, we found that there were almost no locusts here.

What methods did the Fengmo and other guys use to clean up the locust corpses in such a short time?
Chapter completed!