The whistling of Mustache had just stopped. A group of people hurriedly followed from the direction he and Lao Zhao were walking. These people may have followed shortly after the two of them left, but they were unable to follow Mustache.
There were also masters like Lao Zhao, so they were thrown far away. It wasn't until Xiaohu and the others stopped that they chased after them from a distance.
"My guess is probably right." Mustache turned around and squinted at the people who were following him, and said to Lao Zhao: "In the Gazha Temple, Chana is not the only person affected by the prophecy of the end of the world. Ren
The same goes for Poche, but he is more hidden."
Having said this, the shadow of the black robe appeared in the mind of Mustache. Can the skinny black robe be equated with the living Buddha Rinpoche? Mustache was already sure in his heart. He always felt that the moment he appeared, the living Buddha Rinpoche passed away.
, this cannot be said to be a coincidence, it is a bit strange.
The two generations of living Buddhas before and after the Gazha Monastery seemed to have been involved in the deep whirlpool by the prophecy of the end of the world. But Rinpoche was much smarter than Chanado. He was very low-key, but he did more things secretly than Chanado.
What is done is more threatening and impactful.
"Do you think he died?"
"This is not important." After Mustache roared, he returned to his usual calmness: "I am no longer interested in doomsday prophecies. This time I come out to put an end to it."
The people who followed Xiao Hu and Lao Zhao were just sideshows. For him, it was not worth it to conflict with these people. There was no need. So the two exchanged a few words briefly and immediately got back on the road. As soon as they moved,
The people behind could no longer keep up, and were soon left behind without a trace.
"What's the next step?" Lao Zhao asked Mustache on the road. In the past final operations, Lao Zhao was almost completely derailed, and this time it ended, everything was arranged by Mustache.
"Go to Bangor County."
Bangor, this place between the two lakes of Namtso and Serintso is peaceful and peaceful, but only Mustache knows the true meaning of this peaceful place. Pilgrims and the world, these two ancient organizations, have been mostly
They have been dormant all the time, but this does not mean that they have truly disappeared. They have many secret information channels and are constantly collecting all kinds of information from all over the Tibetan areas.
Bangor is one of these secret channels.
Mustache did not want to fail, because once he failed, it would mean that he would never be able to find Jialuorong again and could not avenge Jinpu Awang. So he planned very carefully. His strength alone is weak, and the reason why he is dormant is
In order to wait for Lao Zhao and Duoji. Once a wizard like Duoji is injured, it will not only damage the body, but also require a long recovery time. During the waiting period, Mustache almost completely deciphered the information on the ancient jade.
The information on Panye Ancient Jade is indeed relatively simple. The information only implies a location, and there is nothing else. But such a simple information can make everyone chase it regardless of the cost.
.Because that is where the real holy artifact is buried.
Mustache and Lao Zhao were like a burst of invisible smoke, drifting into Bangor. With their arrival, an explosive news was received by the secret channels of two ancient organizations. Mustache broke the news, but there was no
He left immediately and deliberately showed his face where the other party's ears and eyes could notice. He believed that after this complete set of information was received by the person who should receive it, the other party would make a correct judgment.
Until a few days later, the mustache disappeared from Bangor, and he rushed to the next stop. He kept spreading this message all the way. In doing so, he annoyed the pilgrims and the leaders of the world.
There is an overwhelming amount of information, whether it is related to end-time prophecies or not
Everyone seems to receive such a message. But for the time being, no one dares to take action against Mustache. At this time, almost everyone can confirm that Panye Ancient Jade is in the hands of Mustache. No matter what he does, for the sake of originality
As long as the information is complete, the other party must be patient.
When the mustache slowly came to an end, the previous feeling appeared uncontrollably in his heart. Just like Panlong Mountain back then, the doomsday prophecy events also slipped on the track of time for a long time, and it was time to end. Although he
He didn't actually experience the final battle at Panlong Mountain, but from Wei Tian's narration, he could understand that feeling.
Pain, joy, forbearance, waiting, suffering, and endurance. Once the things that have been experienced in the past are over, looking back now, it seems that they are nothing. Except for the knot in his heart that cannot be left behind, Mustache feels that he can face everything.
"When it comes to the end, everything must be settled clearly." Mustache said this to Lao Zhao countless times along the way. He was telling Lao Zhao, and at the same time, he was reminding himself.
When he said these words, he suddenly recalled what Bosiba once said. The life of people like them is actually very boring and desolate. They live only for one purpose. When this purpose is achieved, life or death will
, it is no longer important to them.
"After you finish this, what are your plans? You can't just live alone like this, right?" Lao Zhao said, "Find a woman, start a family, have a child, and you will have your next goal."
Mustache smiled faintly and did not answer Lao Zhao's words. He felt a little bitter in his heart. A very, very ominous premonition began to fill the air a few days ago. He had a premonition that he would die. Just like a man who has practiced hard all his life.
Like a great virtuous monk, he understands his own destiny and knows his final limit.
This premonition could not be driven away, and Xiaozi became more and more convinced that this plateau was his cemetery. He remained silent, just thinking silently, if he died tomorrow, who would be in this world?
Shed a tear for him.
"Promise me one thing." Mustache suddenly said to Lao Zhao: "If I can't go back, don't tell my brother anything about me."
"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean you can't go back?"
"Promise me." Mustache had no more words to say. The final destination in his heart was to quietly close his eyes in a place with no one. He would not disturb anyone or affect anyone until his body was completely healed.
Turn into dust.
The destination of Xiaozi and Lao Zhao is a very inconspicuous corner of this vast land. This place does not even have a place name. The specific location is based on the information on Panye's ancient jade that Xiaozi found in some nearby places.
Framed for reference. This is a very low mountainous area, as if it is a defective by-product of the ancient orogeny. Compared with the continuous towering mountains on the plateau, this place is like a dwarf among giants.
Although the news spread quickly, there must still be a process of digestion, analysis and preparation among those who received the news, so Mustache was the first to arrive here. He carefully surveyed the surrounding terrain, because his
If the power is not strong enough, all available factors must be used.
"In this case, a lot of people will die." Lao Zhao asked Xiaohu tentatively. As two companions who grew up together, although they did not have too frequent contact in the following days, Lao Zhao was very concerned about Xiaohu's nature.
Zhao still understands it very well. He knows that Mustache is not cruel or murderous, and he is not even willing to kill someone if he is not forced to do so.
"So what." Mustache showed no expression at all, as if the life and death of others had nothing to do with him.
Yes, he is indeed not a cruel person, but at this moment, does he still need to be soft-hearted? He has forgotten everything, but the only thing he has not forgotten is that those people massacred Kelsang Meiduo and Jinpu Ngawang
Did the other party ever show mercy?
"Those who kill Kelsang Medo and Ngawang must die!"
Lao Zhao shuddered. This conceited old man seemed to be shocked by something about the mustache. Suddenly, he felt that the mustache in front of him was so strange, so cold and emotionless.
After surveying here for about four or five days, the first group of people arrived from other places with a lot of travel dust. Under this situation and terrain, the other party could not detect Xiaohu and the others at all.
"The guy with the Japanese sword is in the team!" Lao Zhao observed carefully. He didn't see Sang Jie, but he saw Kimura Nozo. The first batch of people who rushed here were the human world.
"Okay." Mustache's finger bones were involuntarily pinched and cracked. This place was more than a thousand miles away from Xia Kamba Temple, but Mustache still glanced in that direction from a distance and said silently in his heart: "It's been two years.
Nga Wang, if you can see it, just look at it, they will all die!"
This is not all the power in the world. According to Mustache's judgment, when the big event comes to its final conclusion, everyone will work hard and come out in full force, because this is the only chance. Once the holy weapon falls into the hands of others, it will
It means that their ancestors, who have been waiting dormantly for thousands of years, all their hopes have come to nothing.
They only saw Kimura Nozo and not Sangjie, but Mustache's purpose was to kill every one he saw. Especially for such Japanese, he had no good impressions.
"Are you saying that these people in this world don't have any shame?" Old Zhao sneered: "In order to find a Lao Shizi holy weapon, even this kind of ** is contained."
"Take them first."
The two of them are fully prepared. Although there are few people, they have a great chance of winning. Mustache feels that people like Nan Anshou will not appear rashly at this time. But it won't take long before others will
As they arrived one after another, the situation was complicated, and it was not as easy to get started as it is now.
Mustache and Lao Zhao quietly sneaked around to a very advantageous position, condescendingly facing the members of the human world who had just entered the Dwarf Mountains from afar.
"Try this." Lao Zhao smiled sinisterly and took out a black ball as big as an apple.
Mustache silently stared at the crowd not far away. When he stood firm, it was time to pull out his sharp blade and start taking revenge.