It was difficult to say before, but now Wu Ming's feelings for Zhang Min seem to have tilted in his heart when he was sad, but it was just tilted and not changed. Wu Ming always felt that asking for permission would not be so simple, so he said: "Follow me.
It is very dangerous for me to go into the mountains, and this is only the danger of the mountains and forests themselves, not including others."
"Others?" Zhang Min's eyes flashed and asked, "What other dangers are there?"
Wu Ming smiled and said: "You thought it would be peaceful when I came out. I think someone was watching me the moment I came out."
Zhang Min was shocked: "But why didn't my people notice it?"
Wu Ming said with a smile: "If your people can find out, those people don't have to mess around. They are all masters. I wonder where they are from?"
Looking out the window, Wu Ming smiled and said, "So you'd better go back. I may not be able to take care of you."
"But how can I go back alone?" Zhang Min said fearfully.
Wu Ming said helplessly: "Please, stop pretending. After all, you are also the big boss of Shanghai City. Who are you kidding if you don't have bodyguards around you? In the room opposite, the two people are breathing steadily and hiding behind the wall. They must be yours."
Hey, Mr. Zhang, if you are worried, you can bring someone with you."
Zhang Min didn't take it seriously and said, "I said I would come by myself, but some people are worried." "Yin Zhiping?" Wu Ming asked.
Zhang Min shook his head, as if unwilling to dwell on this issue, and said: "No matter what, I have to go to the ancient tomb. Even if you don't take me, I will go by myself."
"Whatever you want." Wu Ming said, "It's getting late, please go back."
Zhang Min didn't show any hesitation. She shrugged, dragged her big bag, and left gracefully. However, her back was a little bleak. She was very concerned about Wu Ming's rejection. Perhaps because of her status, it was rare for her to be close to the people and to show her heart and soul, but what she got was Wu Ming's cold words.
When his self-confidence was hit, he was extremely calm on the surface. Before leaving, he glanced meaningfully out of the window and walked out swaying.
It was night, and Wu Ming slept soundly.
The next morning, Wu Ming carried his satchel as usual, got into a yellow taxi, and drifted away. He didn't care about Zhang Min's whereabouts. If Zhang Min had a general knowledge, he should know. Indifferent plots, in life
It's nothing in front of you. He understands it, and she should understand it too.
All the way south.
Wu Ming hired a driver at a high price just to see the scenery on the roadside. The climate in Yunnan is hot and humid, and Dali is no exception. When he arrived at his destination, it was already dark. It was dark, but the bustle of the city had not stopped, as if
In the daytime, the sky was full of noise. Wu Ming stood under a Buddha statue and looked up for a long time. He went into the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. He did not believe in religion and had his own beliefs. But he still walked in and just glanced at the monk who asked for the incense money.
The monk was shocked by his gaze and was speechless. After Wu Ming offered incense, he knelt on the futon and began to pray. For the old Buddha at home, Wang Yuyan from abroad, Wu Qing'er from Shanghai City, and who knows where?
Ding Ziyi, and of course there are a few close brothers.
Wu Ming knew that these were all fetters, something that could never be broken.
Before leaving, Wu Ming dropped the incense money and left without saying a word.
The night market in Dali was very lively. Wu Ming sat in front of a small stall and ate rice noodles. It felt good, a bit like the taste of his hometown, but there was too much pepper and peanuts instead of soybeans in the ingredients. In Shanghai, there is no such taste
food. At this time, when the rice noodles were being imported, Wu Ming suddenly felt homesick.
A person's journey, a person's loneliness.
Wu Ming rarely felt so emotional. There were many strange things tonight, not as good as the power inside his body, and there were more things around him. His backpack was army green, and it contained things that Wu Qing'er helped prepare. Wu Qing'er seemed to know that Wu Ming was going.
The place was delivered to him when he left. Maybe it was the big mouth of the grocery store owner who told her. Wu Qing'er didn't come, but the things inside had a strong flavor that belonged to her, and were simple and practical.
Just like before, Wang Yuyan's care was meticulous, yet domineering and enchanting.
Wu Ming paid and walked into the night.
In front of him was an imperial temple. Wu Ming raised his head and saw green bricks and red tiles, exuding an antique atmosphere. There were two directions in front of him. It was dark to the left and dark to the right. Wu Ming smiled, lightly jumped onto the temple wall, and then jumped
Go down. The temple has been abandoned for many years. There is a ferocious god inside. The statue is full of spiders and no one has taken care of it for a long time. Probably because the temple is not effective, few people worship it, so there is a legend that the temple was destroyed and the god died.
end.
In front of the statue are two coffins, blending into the night, with the cross staring at them. The strange thing is that everything in the temple appears to be extremely harmonious. There is such a place in a noisy place. It seems that the strength of Zhengaxe's renovation project needs to be strengthened.
Work hard. You can even ignore such a good location. If the people above are not blind, this place is unusual.
Wu Ming looked at the two coffins with great interest and said with a smile: "It's good to pretend to be a ghost. It's a pity that I found the wrong person."
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the coffin board flew across, and two stern looks came towards him. The surrounding air was endlessly cold, and the spider condensed into frost. Unable to withstand the force, it fell down. With a clang, it fell at the feet of the statue, making a metallic impact sound.
Wu Ming didn't care, but looked at the two figures slowly rising from the coffin, nodded and said: "What a strong aura, now I am not sure that you are from that force. The realm of living beings will not be so pretentious."
Two black figures stood quietly on top of the coffin, exhaling white air. Wu Ming was not aware of the sudden drop in temperature around him, but said in surprise: "Two masters in the Gangjin realm, quite generous.
.But you probably aren’t very familiar with me.”
Jie Jie - The voice is like a night owl, with extremely strong penetrating power. If an ordinary person hears it, he will definitely go crazy and cannot withstand the powerful mental impact of laughter. Wu Ming's face remained as usual, looking at the two people who kept laughing.
Tao Ying, after the sound dissipated, said: "Too weak!"
The two shadows seemed to be unable to withstand Wu Ming's contempt. They swayed and then moved forward and backward, forming a pincer attack. The energy roared, dust flew, and the air within a few meters was forcibly evacuated. Two masters of the Gangjin realm attacked together.
The power is extraordinary. Wu Ming remained motionless, raised his brows, stretched out one hand, and pressed down slightly. He saw a crack actually appeared in the enclosed space. Then he gently opened it, and with a bang, the two masters struck together.
It was self-defeating without attacking. The energy burst out from the space rupture attacked the two people in front and behind. The two people had already retreated before the attack could reach them.
At this time, Wu Mingzheng did not look at the two people, but stared at the cross on the coffin. It was more like a cross than a cross. The person tied to it was not Jesus, but a strange and lifelike animal.
, but Wu Ming is sure that there is no such animal in his consciousness. It may be seen in the Book of Mountains and Seas, because it has a human head and a snake body, with a winding body and a cross. At this moment, the cross is emitting a coquettish red light.
Wu Ming moved his body, came to the cross, and looked at it again. By leaving, he just avoided the two men's attack.
The flanking attack of the two Gang Jin masters was completely comparable to the all-out attack of Gang Jin in the later stage, but Wu Ming avoided it with great ease. He just looked at the things on the ground casually and took stock of the surrounding environment. After that, he
He began to look at the two of them, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a flash of blue flashed through. It seemed that the cooperation was perfect, but Wu Ming saw the flaw at a glance.
Poof!
The poisonous dragon thorn penetrated into one person's body, and Wu Ming swung out his other palm, hitting one person in the chest. Click! There were two crisp sounds, and the two of them flew upside down.
When the statue collapsed, two black figures stood up in embarrassment, seemingly unscathed.
Wu Ming's eyes flashed with surprise, and his palms had already begun to form seals.
After the seal was completed, a golden palm print struck out, locking the two people who were about to take action. Seeing that they could not dodge, the two could only stare at the flying pale golden palm print, use all their strength, and began to resist.
Resistance is redundant. Wu Ming can now perform the Zhantian style at will without spending a lot of energy.
An ancient temple collapsed. Wu Ming walked out of the door without looking back.
"Did it destroy ancient cultural relics?" Wu Ming suddenly asked in surprise, then shook his head, "Hey, it will be destroyed sooner or later."
The temple collapsed and the ground was covered with dust.
He continued walking, just wanting to find a place to sleep. It would be nice if the sleeping place could be quieter.
Bamboo forest, a hundred meters away from the ancient temple, there is a bamboo forest. Luohan bamboo, with distinct knots. Wu Ming looked at the sign on the door of Biyue Villa and smiled: "Finally found a place to sleep."
Without knocking, Wu Ming pushed the door open and entered.
Biyue Villa is very quiet, and an indescribable tranquility comes over it. There are pavilions, terraces, and rockery ponds. In autumn, there is a coldness that belongs to him. The moment Wu Ming stepped into the courtyard, his mind stretched endlessly. He closed his eyes and opened them.
Eyes, just for a moment.
Wu Ming smiled and strode forward.
Walking through the carved corridor, Wu Ming came to a two-story building. The lights were on upstairs, and the sound of the guzheng was playing. Wu Ming couldn't understand it, but he understood that it was very pleasant. The sound came around, both far and near.
, it is unpredictable. It seems that there is flowing water in front of me, and suddenly thousands of pear trees bloom. In August, heavy snow falls, and the scenery outside the Great Wall is infinite. When the ice covers thousands of miles, and the horizon is endless, a very cold wind
At the end of the day, Wu Ming woke up from his hallucinations, his eyes flashed, and all the hallucinations disappeared.
Bang bang bang!
Three times in a row, Wu Ming clapped his hands and applauded: "The sound of the piano is melodious. Although it is not in the right way, it is really good to have such a high attainment."
There was no response from above, so Wu Ming didn't take it seriously and jumped up from the five-meter-high second floor.
As soon as he stepped on the floor, a burst of energy hit him, stunning Deep Blue. It seemed simple. When Wu arrived in front of Wu Ming, it suddenly exploded and turned into five huge streams of energy, attacking Wu Ming's five vital parts. He was caught off guard.
Next, Wu Ming was about to be hit, but his expression remained unchanged and his smile became stronger. The poisonous dragon thorn roared out like a dragon out of the sea, clanking, clanging, and making a few crisp sounds before the energy dissipated. Wu Ming landed steadily on the floor.
, seeing the layout of the second floor clearly, his pupils shrank.
