Chapter 2145 The gray short-haired middle-aged man trapped in the cell
Outside the temple, Angri Qianhu summoned another Baihu and gave some instructions in a low voice. In a short time, twenty fully armed Tibetan elites stood on both sides of the temple gate.
On top of the stone wall, ten more archers were posted, allowing them to keep an eye on the movements of the Bon camp below.
He also ordered half of the Tibetan elite to wear helmets and armor and wait in their respective houses.
After arranging all this, Angri Qianhu was slightly relieved. As a confidant of Zampu, Angri Qianhu understood the importance of the leader of Xiangxiong to Tubo and even the entire plateau.
Therefore, in the past few years, he has been working diligently and cautiously, never daring to slack off.
It is precisely because of his prudence and thoughtfulness that he was appointed by Zanpu as the caretaker of this temple.
Angri Qianhu raised his head and glanced at the sun that was already turning to the west. It would only take half an hour at most, and the sky would be completely dark.
"Dasong..." Angri Qianhu turned his head, his eyes fell on a Baihu, and ordered in a deep voice.
"After two-quarters of an hour, if they haven't come out yet, you take people in and ask Master Jiacuo and others to leave."
"Yes." Dasong Baihu obeyed the order solemnly and hurried to the side to gather the soldiers.
At this moment, in the temple, Master Jiacuo slowly stopped. He heard the sound of chanting from deep inside the temple.
He even saw the old Master Guozu, with the support of a disciple, slowly walking out of the rather simple hall.
Master Jiacuo quickly walked a few steps and then bowed respectfully to the highly respected Master Guozu.
"I've met Master Guozu."
Master Guozu squinted his dim old eyes and glanced at Master Jiacuo and the group of people behind him.
He glanced at Cheng Chubi and other pseudo-religious people with some doubts, and then at Cairang Baihu, and then nodded slightly towards Master Jiacuo.
"I don't dare. You are the master. It's the monk's turn to bow to you first."
"Master, please never say such things..." Master Jiacuo bowed his head respectfully.
"The last time I came here, I received guidance from my uncle, which made me deeply enlightened, and I was able to improve my cultivation..."
Master Guozu couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard this title. His originally alienated tone couldn't help but feel a little more nostalgic and sad.
"Your master and disciple's talents and cultivation are far superior to mine. This is your destiny. It's a pity that your master respects him..."
Seeing Master Jiacuo and Master Guozu bragging and spanking leisurely here, Baihu immediately became unhappy with the man on the side.
"Master Guozu, I wonder where Li Mixia is?"
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"Are you here to see the king?" Master Guozu raised his gray eyebrows and asked Master Jiacuo.
Master Jiacuo nodded and replied respectfully.
"Exactly, on my order from Tubo Zanpu, I came here to visit the Lord of Xiangxiong."
Master Guozu's eyes narrowed into slits again, and a strange and angry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Come to see him? Then go and see him, Yinshu, take them to see him, and let them have a good look at the former plateau lion."
"What has it become like to be tortured by them?"
Cheng Chubi heard the low-pitched translation from a Bon disciple next to him, and his eyelids twitched.
Subconsciously he glanced at Cai Rang Baihu over there, Cai Rang Baihu instantly felt his hair explode, as if a giant beast from the wild was looking at him with blood-devouring eyes.
With fear in his heart, Baihu quickly turned his head and looked around, but he only saw a group of Bon believers with their eyes closed and their eyes closed.
Master Jiacuo could only bow respectfully to this uncle in silence, and then bowed to Yinshu, who was about the same age as himself.
"Please, senior brother, lead the way."
Yinshu's expression became more exposed. After snorting, he strode forward.
Seeing that all the disciples behind Master Jiacuo were about to move, he quickly raised his hand to stop him.
"Master, when you go to see Lord Shang Hung, don't you need so many people to go in?"
Master Jiacuo's expression darkened, he turned around and glanced at the eight disciples behind him.
He tapped his fingers three times and then glared viciously before letting Baihu go.
Only then did Baihu reluctantly step aside and saw the three accompanying disciples.
He made a gesture, leaving his two subordinates here, and led his two subordinates to follow him quickly.
At this moment, the pseudo-religious people had already gotten the hint from the Third Young Master’s eyes.
He seemed to be wandering around the yard casually, but he was vaguely threatening the two soldiers who were left behind. As soon as there was a signal from inside, he would kill these two guys as soon as possible.
Cheng Chubi, Cheng Jie and Lang Duo followed behind Master Nagatso and walked towards him.
At this time, Cai Rang Baihu, who was walking side by side with Cheng Chubi in the narrow passage, couldn't help but raise his head and look at this tall and heroic young man who was a full head taller than himself.
Looking at the other party's strong physique, Baihu felt so hurt that he couldn't help but inquire about it.
"I wonder what the name of this master is?"
Cheng Chubi bowed his head and looked at this person before letting Baihu take a look. He didn't know much about Tubo, so he heard this question.
Cheng Chubi smacked his lips, and subconsciously came up with the four words he said most these days: "The mighty Tianlong."
"???" Only then did Baihu look at the serious-looking, heroic-looking Bon believer in front of him in bewilderment.
After a long while, he forced a smile and murmured in a low voice, "It turns out to be Master Dawei Tianlong. What a good name. He lives up to his name."
Master Rondo and Jiacuo, who were marching in front, both had a piece of garlic under their feet and almost fell to their feet.
Seeing the flattering eyes and expressions of envy and jealousy on the part of Cai Baihu, Cheng Chubi, who had already gathered all his strength to spin the head of Cai Baihu 360 degrees, chuckled,
Continue to move forward side by side with Cai Rang Baihu.
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Just below the temple, in a room similar to a dungeon, there was only one window less than a foot long and wide for ventilation.
Instead, an oil lamp was lit inside the house, and the huge flame was flickering there.
Cheng Chubi's eyes passed through the figures of the people in front and saw their outlines illuminated by the light.
He saw a middle-aged man with short gray hair and also wearing a Bon robe, sitting there slumped.
On his left and right, there were two Bon believers with shaved heads and wearing Bon robes, but they looked powerful and had fleshy faces.
Cheng Chubi even saw that both of them had short blades about a foot long pinned to their waists.
At this moment, one of them strode forward and raised his arm. "Stop!"