Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters legendary occupation
"Cannon fodder? What do you mean?" After hearing Wang Hua's words, Song Dao asked solemnly. Although he is a pampered young master, he also knows that the word cannon fodder often means death!
Bai Yang stood calmly beside him, feeling that these people who appeared inexplicably in the desert must have some serious purpose. Now that they have met him, he would not leave even if they chased him away.
"We will die, we will really die, I don't want it, I want to go home..."
At this moment, a near-collapse sound sounded in the tent. It was a girl who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, screaming with despair, crying and trying to rush out of the tent.
"Sister Xiaofei, don't be impulsive, everything will be fine."
"We will be fine, someone will come to save us, and those crazy guys will be brought to justice..."
Everyone was in a hurry and finally managed to catch the girl named Xiao Fei.
Although everyone was comforting her, the youngest sister, everyone's eyes were full of uneasiness and fear.
Wang Hua smiled bitterly, looked at Bai Yang and Song Yiyi and said, "Yes, we will be used as cannon fodder. These people who ran out of nowhere seem to be looking for somewhere, and that place will be extremely dangerous. When the time comes we will
We will be used as cannon fodder to help them explore the road. There are more than a hundred people like us. They were all captured by this group of people from the route across the Sahara Desert. We are not the first batch. When they actually find that
We will not be the last batch before the place is reached."
"What are these people looking for? Why do they need so many people to explore the road? Can't they do it with so many people themselves?" Song Daodao asked solemnly.
Shaking his head, Wang Hua smiled bitterly and said, "Then I don't know."
"Old Bai, we are probably in trouble. The excitement is too great. We are probably going to die." Song Dao looked at Bai Yang and said with a confused look on his face.
He came to the desert to find excitement and relaxation, not to die.
"Stay steady, we'll be fine. Let's take a rest first and see what they can do." Bai Yang comforted Song Dao by patting him on the shoulder.
Can a bunch of scum turn the world upside down or what?
Next, the two of them found a corner in the tent to sit down and chatted with others. In a foreign country and sharing the same hardships, the relationship between the two parties quickly became closer.
They come from all over the country and they all like to have fun. They met in an online forum and then teamed up to come here to explore the Sahara, but they encountered something like this.
People who can often run out to play are not short of money. Some are the second generation, some are gold-collar workers, and some are successful small business owners. However, faced with such a situation, none of them are as high-spirited as in their own circle.
, uneasiness filled my heart.
The tour guide and translator they came here to see were all taken away and sent to who knows where.
While chatting with these people, Bai Yang used his telekinesis to figure out what the purpose of this group of people was. After some observation, he didn't figure out what this group of people wanted to do. There can't be such a coincidence in the world.
He wanted to know, and just as the other party was chatting, he told him the purpose.
However, although Bai Yang was not able to understand what this group of people wanted to do, he made an unexpected discovery. This discovery made him frown slightly.
"Are you feeling unwell, Lao Bai?" Song Dao asked.
"No" Bai Yang shook his head and narrowed his eyes.
His heart felt a little solemn. For the first time, Bai Yang failed to use the magic of ** sound with telekinesis on the earth.
His telepathy spread out and he saw a person in a separate tent, a very strange person.
Because the other party was alone in a tent, and there were several armed men guarding him seriously outside. His identity was not simple at first glance, so Bai Yang wanted to control him and see if he could get some points from the other party's 'self-talk'
What.
However, this time he failed!
He was an old man, an old man with skin so wrinkled that it could trap mosquitoes. His body was so thin that he was about to die, as if a gust of wind could lift him to the sky.
This man is not only old, but his body is obviously deformed in many places. It is not a deformity caused by birth, but rather seems to have been acquired through torture.
Almost every inch of this old man's wrinkled skin is covered with countless strange tattoos. Those tattoos look mysterious and ancient, making people feel awe.
He was wearing a linen robe, but the robe was stained and stained, as if it had not been washed for thousands of years. It made people worry that it would be torn if touched. Not only were his clothes dirty and worn, but even his body was stained. It was simply
It's like I haven't taken a shower in my life.
He was originally sitting quietly in the tent. The moment Bai Yang's telepathy came to him, he seemed to be aware of something and suddenly opened his eyes!
When he opened his eyes, Bai Yang felt in his mind that he seemed to be the incarnation of an eternal mountain standing on the earth, standing still despite the wind and rain, and letting the vicissitudes of life last forever!
Bai Yang's telepathy couldn't do anything to him, it couldn't even penetrate into his mind, it was blocked outside his body!
"What a terrible will. It can actually resist my telekinesis. There are people like this on earth!" Bai Yang said to himself with flashing eyes, feeling it was incredible.
Thoughts flashed in his mind, and he probably understood something.
The other party's ability to block the invasion of his mind power was not due to any supernatural power, but due to his own will.
"This is an ascetic who has spent his whole life practicing hard for the faith in his heart, torturing himself with endless pain in the world, from body to mind, persisting all his life, his will is as solid as a rock, as good as refined steel, but my mind power cannot
It’s reasonable that it would affect him!”
Bai Yang quickly figured this out.
After all, the spell of **yin is just an entry-level method for Shinto monks to get started. Under the influence of Bai Yang's powerful telepathy, the earth's side will certainly be swept away without any disadvantage.
However, there are always a few exceptions. To put it bluntly, ** sounds are similar to hypnosis, but the effect is amplified many times in his case. It is common for hypnotists to fail to hypnotize people with strong wills, so Bai Yang is not too
Had an accident.
In order to pursue the faith in their hearts, ascetics use all kinds of extreme means to temper their minds. Some people walk on foot and never stop their footsteps in their lives. Some people raise a hand and never put it down in their lives. Some people use cruel methods to kill people other than themselves.
All relatives, including wives and children, are constantly torturing themselves...
The ascetics are all a bunch of lunatics, and what they do is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
After knowing the identity of the other party, it is not difficult to understand the weird tattoos on his body. They are not ordinary tattoos, but scriptures written in a certain language.
"It's a pity. With such a mind and perseverance, if you practice the divine way of another world, I'm afraid you will definitely become a powerful person in the future. But in the end of the earth, no matter how hard you try, there will be no results. In the end, you will only make yourself incomprehensible to ordinary people."
Madman" Bai Yang sighed in his heart.
This kind of practice is not useless, at least you have gained a strong will. However, the Earth's End Law does not have the corresponding means to turn your own will into substantial power...
Unable to control the ascetic, Bai Yang left with his mind and searched elsewhere.
The moment Bai Yang's mental power came to him, the almost madman-like ascetic suddenly opened his eyes. His old eyes were no longer cloudy, but seemed to have light blooming.
The next moment, he stood up with great excitement and sincerely knelt down on the ground, as if he was crazy.
"I started practicing practice when I was three years old. After eighty-one years, I tasted all the sufferings in the world and experienced the vicissitudes of life. Finally, I was moved by God and saw the true God!"
"At that moment, I felt the breath of greatness. It must be the breath of God!"
"Did God see my sincerity and finally notice me?"
The ascetic monk kept kneeling down and praying, reciting scriptures, and his heart was filled with ups and downs.
He felt the great, grand, and ancient power and will, almost like a god. How could he not be excited after having practiced Buddhism all his life?
Bai Yang didn't know how excited the old man was. After his mind left his place, he continued to patrol the oasis, and soon made new discoveries.
In another tent, not far from the ascetic, there appeared another person occupying a tent alone. He was actually an Oriental. He seemed to be about sixty years old. The whole person looked lifeless.
In this man's tent, there are many strange things placed, including compasses, incense burners, black donkey kicks...
"Sir, is this the eighth master? The legendary fighting profession is actually here?" Bai Yang stared, and he could tell at a glance that this sixty-year-old old man was the legendary Captain Touching the Gold.
Seen alive!
Colonel Mojin, who was constantly sorting out some of his strange things, looked around at the moment when Bai Yang's telepathy came over. He was a little confused, shook his head and found nothing, and continued to sort out his things.
Here, Bai Yang scratched his head and saw an ascetic at first, and then a legendary Captain Touching Gold. What did these people want to do?
Then, Bai Yang continued to patrol with his telekinesis, and made another discovery. In another tent, he saw Sanwai Nut Kernels. They were actually geologists, and all kinds of equipment were deployed.
Then, Bai Yang also saw the archaeologist...
These people are silently preparing something.
These situations are a long story. In fact, it only took a matter of minutes for Bai Yang's telekinesis to be swept away. Except for the ascetic from before, no one noticed or could resist his telekinesis.
He tried to control a geologist and an archaeologist, but did not get the answers he wanted. They were just invited by various means, and they would not know what they were going to do until they came in handy.
Then Bai Yang's mind controlled the white man Big Nose who led them to the tent before. He was not the real boss. The boss was someone else, and he was not in the oasis.
"This group of people must have discovered something. Archaeologists, geologists, Colonel Touching Gold, and ascetics all came out. Gee, why does Mao have a legend about gods and ghosts and ghosts blowing lamps?" Bai Yang looked weird...