Mustache had an agreement with Lao Zhao. He couldn't run too far in a month, so he simply took this opportunity to have a good rest and give Kelsang Meiduo some buffering time. At the same time, he could clearly organize his thoughts and put together what he had mastered so far.
Sort the situation out.
In fact, what they experienced is complicated, but if you summarize it a little, it is a relatively simple and intuitive line. The ancient religion started from the Ice City and began its long migration. The Great Root and the Sacred Artifact were the most critical points. According to the old
According to the clues provided by Zhao, Mustache has always suspected that the square metal box the Saber Corps was looking for was related to the sacred artifact.
They headed east from the Gaye River, stopping and going along the way. The overall situation of Kelsangmei Duo was pretty good, but they were much silent and not as talkative as before. It was already late September, and they left the Yarlung Zangbo River Basin.
The weather is gradually getting colder, and life in the wild has become difficult. Kelsang Meiduo is not a person who cannot bear hardships, but the current situation is very special. When they passed by a place called Lintuo Town, they planned to stay here for a few days.
There are a lot of people in the town, and there are also a lot of floating people. A lot of them are businessmen who specialize in reselling Tibetan medicine. This was originally a very unique town, but the floating population brought things from the outside world. There are seven or eight hotels on one street.
, Mustache chose the cleanest one, which was extremely expensive.
After settling in, Mustache called the monk and asked him to prepare a sum of money and transfer it to his account. The monk asked questions, but Mustache didn't say a word.
After hanging up the phone with the monk, Mustache hesitated. He had been in Tibet for almost four months and he had not contacted Wei Tian. He did not know whether Wei Tian was doing well or whether he could adapt to his current life.
. He originally wanted to ask, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally gave up the idea. Since he wanted him to live a peaceful life, he wanted to be completely peaceful. All people or things in the past should disappear from Wei Tian's life.
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They stayed in Lintuo Town for more than a week, and the fatigue from the journey was completely gone. The date agreed with Lao Zhao was getting closer and closer, and they had to rush all the way there. Mustache left Lintuo with Gesang Meiduo
After walking for several days, we were almost close to our destination. The terrain was very bad and the car could not move.
They estimated that it would take more than an hour to walk. After walking for more than half an hour, Mustache suddenly noticed that there was someone following behind him. This place was very remote and it was impossible for anyone to live there. If someone suddenly appeared, the situation would be very serious.
Something bad happened. Mustache immediately led Gesang Medo towards a place where he could hide, faster and faster.
But they couldn't run away. The person following them might have been following covertly, looking for the most suitable opportunity. In a short period of time, people appeared from three directions behind at the same time. If Mustache was alone, whether it was to fight or
Running is not a big problem, but it is not possible to carry Kelsang Medo. She needs to be watched over at all times.
Mustache didn't know who would be tracking all the way, but when all the people on the other side showed up, he realized that they were probably pilgrims. Because in this era, many people do things unscrupulously, such as killing people, as long as they kill people
Even if you kill them, the method used is secondary. Only an ancient organization like the Pilgrims stubbornly insists on killing people with sharp Tibetan knives.
At such a distance between the two sides, various guns could have been used, but the other party did not use guns. There were about ten people, armed with long knives, chasing after him from behind.
"Hide well, no matter what happens, don't panic." Mustache said to Kelsang Meiduo, holding his weapon. If you can't run away, there is only one way to protect Kelsang Meiduo.
Duo, kill all the pursuers.
If you look at the appearance alone, the pursuers behind them are not much different from thousands of other Tibetans. But at this moment, they are all warriors with perseverance, just like the dead Langjie family. Because the mustache has already
Deciding to fight to the death, they slowed down, so those people quickly caught up with them, and they invisibly surrounded Xiaohu and Gesang Medo.
A Tibetan about forty years old slowly walked up from behind. He was obviously the same person as Mustache. He was taciturn and used to express his thoughts directly through actions. He stared at Mustache for a while, and then quickly
He said something in pure Tibetan, but Mustache couldn't understand it.
"Anyone who touches the prophecy of the end of the world, no matter who he is, will die." Gesangmedo showed quite calmness in this accident, and she translated this sentence for Xiao Hu next to her.
There is nothing more to say. The existence of pilgrims has lasted for many centuries, and no one can stop them. The mustache suddenly moved, and his body and the flying alloy tube almost turned into a line of light. At this distance, few people could stop them.
Some ordinary people can avoid its blow, but these dozen pilgrims are obviously not ordinary people. Mustache's fatal blow was avoided by the other party, and only pierced one of his arms.
As the blood sprayed out from the hollow tube, the fierce battle became fierce in an instant. There was no buffering process. Except for the forty-year-old Tibetan, the others rushed over with long gleaming knives, and their mustaches were immediately entangled.
At this moment, he felt that it was a very reckless move for him to stop and kill the pursuer. Because
Mustache is actually a confident person, especially in his own skills, which are the result of many years of hard training with blood and tears, but he underestimated these pilgrims. His opponents obviously also went through very rigorous training and fought alone.
Mustache was confident of knocking them down quickly, but with so many people cooperating in the attack, it was another matter.
What's even worse is that the Tibetan who is as silent as a rock has not yet taken action. He must be a more difficult character.
In this case, the only way to survive is to fight desperately. In a short period of time, Mustache was like a crazy leopard, blocking the people around him. He didn't know if Lao Zhao pressed the button at this moment.
When you come here, if you want to save Kelsang Meiduo, you can only count on Lao Zhao to show up and work together to put these pilgrims to rest.
puff......
A pilgrim's arm was almost cut off by the blade that popped out of the mustache alloy tube, and the sharp Tibetan knife fell from his hand. The forty-year-old Tibetan took off the hat on his head and slowly pulled out the Tibetan knife from his waist.
, as soon as the knife was unsheathed, his whole person suddenly exuded an intimidating aura.
This man rushed over at a very fast speed. He was a strong opponent. Facing this man was even more stressful than facing a shooter with a repeating weapon. As soon as the forty-year-old Tibetan took action,
Mustache was immediately suppressed, and there was a gap in his protection of Kelsang Medo. The surrounding pilgrims immediately separated into three and pounced on Kelsang Medo.
Kelsang Medo was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Her eyes were stabbed so hard by the bright Tibetan knife that she could barely open her eyes. She didn't have much panic, but her face suddenly turned pale and she couldn't help but fall back.
The forty-year-old Tibetan suddenly burst out into a roar, and he also felt the frightening murderous aura emanating from the mustache. Kelsang Medo was in danger, which turned the mustache into a dragon with reversed scales. He fought to the death
He rushed to kill him, but the Tibetan could see the importance of Kelsang Medo in Mustache's heart, and he also tried his best to stop him.
The three pilgrims who rushed towards Kelsang Meiduo were getting closer and closer, but their mustaches were so entangled that they could not escape for the time being. The sharp alloy pipe was picked up under the Tibetan's armpit, and a slash was cut on the other person's cheek.
A long gash. But this Tibetan seemed to feel no pain, and there was a kind of blood-red fanaticism in his eyes. Pilgrims, warriors born to kill, are not afraid of bloodshed or death.
The description cannot keep up with the real changes in the situation. For the three pilgrims who killed Kelsang Medo, the distance of a few meters was only two steps. The moment when the face of a forty-year-old Tibetan was scratched by a mustache
, a sharp Tibetan knife has been stabbed out, heading towards Kelsang Meiduo.
No matter how powerful Mustache was, he could not stop this killing. He saw this scene with his peripheral vision, and his thinking seemed to have stopped for a moment. He is a rational person, and even under any circumstances, the most fundamental sobriety in his heart is not
will disappear. He knows that no one can save Kelsang Medo, no one.
The shining Tibetan knife carried the aura of death, cutting through everything around it. Gesangmedo had no room to resist, she didn't even move.
puff!
The tip of the knife sank into Gesangmei Duo's chest, and a little blood splashed out along the blade. With a bang, it seemed to explode in mid-air and turned into a scarlet flower. Pilgrims are all killers, and they know every part of the human body.
After thousands of assassination trainings, the blade was still advancing, passing through Kelsang Medo's left chest hole, and the tip of the blade shattered his heart.
At that moment, Mustache, who was not far away, felt his eyes suddenly darken. He saw the blade of the knife piercing out of Gesang Meiduo's back. Blood covered the edge of the long knife, and the tip of the knife was dripping with blood drop by drop.
Sang Meiduo's face lost all color, and her wheat-colored face was as pale as a piece of white paper.
Her hands hung down softly, her eyes lost all their sparkle, and everything about her disappeared with the blood dripping from the tip of the knife. She did not make a cry of pain, and did not even frown, quietly
It seemed that nothing happened, he stood quietly and looked at the mustache not far away.
When the blade was pulled out of Gesangmedo's body, a cloud of blood spurted out, and everything in front of him was dyed red. His mustache was soaked in scarlet, but his subconscious was forcing him to avoid the fierce surrounding people.
pilgrim and front
A sharp knife. A cold light flashed across his eyes quickly, and his mustache flashed rapidly. But what happened to Gesang Medo shook his mind, and his speed slowed down. The tip of the hidden knife went from his forehead to