Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 191: You just passed by a black corpse

"So, are you... mentally ill?"

After hearing this sentence, Su Bai suddenly wanted to call the fat man to buy the return ticket. He didn’t care about anything, and didn’t do anything. When he got home, he could stab the vegetative Gyatso again. A few knives helped the boring **** settle the pain and sent it to the west to see the Buddha in bliss.

When the fat man heard this, he laughed, "Hehehe", it seems that he didn't care about being clicked just now, but he still asked:

"What did you do with us before?"

"Because there have been a lot of special people who have entered Tibet recently, your aura fluctuates, and you are not ordinary people at all. They are all gathering in the Tarunda Gorge. Our temple has organized many interceptions and we have succeeded. , And some failed."

Hearing these words, the fat man looked at Su Bai a little unexpectedly.

"Dabai, did the birdman send the message in advance instead of waiting until we were about to find the lamas as we guessed before?"

"The specific location we only knew yesterday. I flew to Lhasa that night and drove here overnight. What she said was something that had happened in a while, and that was before we tortured the birdman. Birdman informed that it is also possible that those lamas were seriously injured in the real world, so they found some listeners to protect their safety. But this is not right..." Su Bai looked at the woman and asked, "Yours. It means there are several groups of people?"

"Yes, there are several batches, strong and weak."

"Then it is not here to protect those lamas. There should be other things. You will post a post in the audience forum to ask."

If you want to find someone to protect yourself, then naturally it is impossible to get so many people to come with such a big fanfare. Isn't this telling my enemy that I have been seriously injured and kill me?

"We are going to the temple where the lamas are." Su Bai thought about what adjectives should be used to describe the lamas. After all, this is a Tibetan area, there are many lamas, and many temples.

"I know who you are looking for." The woman understood Su Bai's meaning without making Su Baiduo bother. "They have a secret temple in the Tarunda Gorge, which is located inside the canyon. It was constructed after excavation and hollowing."

"Isn't this the same as the Xuankong Temple?" The fat man touched his chin, then took out his phone to compare the map, "Dabai, that canyon should be the canyon we were looking for, the birdman said The location is right."

"Xuankong Temple, I know, is the temple built during the Northern Wei Dynasty in Shanxi, but the temple on the Tarunda Gorge was built more than ten years ago and has no history." The woman replied.

"Newly built?" The fat man touched his head unexpectedly, "It's all okay, isn't it a violation?"

"In the early years, people from that faction were very close to that person. Later, that person rebelled and wanted independence, and the People's Liberation Army entered Tibet to counter the rebellion. The temples and strongholds of that faction were also uprooted. , The backbone of the faction followed that person into exile, but in recent years, the policy has been relaxed, and some of them have returned and started rebuilding the temple.

Because they are completely opposed to our holy temples, we have never stopped fighting against them over the years. "

The fat man nodded thoughtfully. He heard it. This woman didn't know about the audience. She didn't know that the Venerable Gyatso in her mouth was already a senior audience, and there were audiences there too. With the participation of the audience's power, the struggle between the two parties has exceeded a certain level, but because of the rules and shackles of the broadcast, the audience from either side dare not blatantly take action, instead forming a kind of restraint and balance.

Perhaps, in the eyes of this woman, Gyatso is only a strong Tantric practitioner, and there are also strong Tantric practitioners on the opposite side, who do not understand the deep twists and turns.

Possibly, several listeners of that faction were not native lamas of that faction, but they were gathered together for that goal after becoming listeners.

As soon as I thought of this, the fat man began to sympathize with Gyatso a little. No wonder the guy doesn't stay at home and likes to travel around. Now he simply lives in Shanghai.

"Hehe, really should give Jiacuo a small red flower and a five-pointed star."

Su Bai didn't intend to delay here any longer, but motioned to the fat man.

The fat man got into the car immediately and pulled the seat back, obviously there was still some discomfort on the side of his neck.

"You Tarunda Gorge?" The woman was a little surprised. Although the man in the interior who had just defeated herself was very powerful, even the venerable would not go there to provoke himself. The fight between the two sides mainly reflected In the confrontation between the people below, "As a friend of the Venerable, I think I should remind you that there are said to be a few high monks with the same strength as the Venerable."

"Hen, those high-ranking monks are almost breathless by the electric power of'Yang Yongxin'." The fat man waved his hand carelessly, "It is not convenient for your sire to come back now. Go back and restrain your holy temple Yes, don’t come out and do the assassination, just stay in peace and don’t make trouble."

After hearing what the fat man said, the woman's face immediately showed an angry look: "If he hadn't taken the shot, you would have been killed by me before!"

"You..." The fat man was choked back, and he was embarrassed to call out that this is a sneak attack, not to distinguish for himself, as a senior listener, there is not the kind of righteous martial arts people in ancient times.

"He doesn’t mean that. What we are going to do now may have a greater impact. Only people of your Lord’s level can participate. In order to avoid unnecessary losses, please inform your other temples. People temporarily gather back to avoid the limelight. If your sire is here now, he will also ask to do so; as for this fat man, he is not good at melee combat, but his ability is no worse than yours. , He also knew your Venerable."

The woman glared at the fat man again, and then bowed and saluted Su Bai: "Here, Yang La will go back and inform the temple disciples to return to the temple."

"Be careful." Su Bai said a bit.

The woman named Yangla turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the hillside below the highway.

"This woman, I really don't know good or bad, Fatty, I'm not happy to care about her." When they left, Fatty muttered while starting the car.

"Okay, someone is ashamed to say that he was almost killed by an ordinary person, which is ashamed." Su Bai attacked.

"Oh, it doesn't matter to me anyway. Anyway, I am embarrassed in front of you more than one or two things. Fatty, I can let go of it. I'll be fat and fat."

The fat man drove the car and followed the directions on the map. In fact, he basically didn’t have to worry about getting lost. Most of the routes just need to follow the single road ahead, and then only need to reach a specific location. Drive down the wilderness without roads.

Su Bai smiled, "You don't remind me that I really forgot that you were analed by a black man, and you are a black corpse."

"..."

The fat man took a deep breath, puffed up his mouth, and looked at Su Bai ferociously, "Da Bai, I'm driving, believe it or not, I just turned the car downhill and let's have fun together."

Su Bai shrugged, "You can try, I can guarantee that I won't die if you die."

"Smelly, you know your Xiaoqiang bloodline." The fat man took out a cigarette and asked, "Dabai, you said there are not many people here, it's a highway, a signal tower, and a wire. Yes, isn’t this a waste? I walked out of the scenic area, except for some people in the service area, but there weren’t many people in other places along the way."

"This is also the reason why our call and data charges are so expensive." Su Bai is checking the map with his mobile phone~IndoMTL.com~, "Leave aside the urinary properties of state-owned enterprises and the whole eating and drinking. Regardless of private pockets, the reason why our phone bills and data charges are relatively high is actually reflected here.

Even in the United States, if you go to some sparsely populated places, the signal is basically difficult to get, but here, your mobile phone can still receive the signal. Because the state has made a lot of investment here, and these investment in the eastern coastal cities or the normal-scale cities in the central and western regions can actually make a steady profit, but in these places, it is often a loss to maintain , And it's a bottomless pit. "

"Isn't this a waste, the country's money can't be spent like that." The fat man murmured.

"Did you not grow up in Chengdu since you were young? You haven't been to Xichuan before. Those tunnels and roads built by bombing mountains, if you rely on tolls, God knows when you can get your money back, but This is, after all, a national policy, common prosperity, blood transfusions from developed regions to underdeveloped regions, and the redistribution of national resources. For China’s more than two thousand years of centralized state system, this is a basic policy of governing the country. With our current party-state thinking that emphasizes more collectivism, these aspects will definitely be more vigorous than previous dynasties."

"Hehe." The fat man sighed, "Although it is not my money, I feel distressed."

Su Bai rolled down the car window to let in fresh air and took a deep breath. Although the air in the plateau is relatively thin, it is also a rare fresh experience.

"Take ten thousand steps and say, without these roads, without these signal towers, without these things, there is not so much investment and sincerity shown;

Now,

Gyatso will not be on our side. He estimated that he might be in the temple called Tarunda Canyon. "