Nightfall Chapter 116: The wind and snow cannot stop, and the Buddha’s finger can be hidden

In the next few days, the black carriage encountered several groups of prairie cavalry in the wasteland. Ning Que ruthlessly killed two groups with a small number of soldiers, and when he observed with a telescope that the number of enemies exceeded 300 fine cavalry When he did not hesitate, he chose to escape silently.

If anyone can organize three hundred elite cavalry in the wasteland, then it is not the cavalry unit directly under the royal court, but the main cavalry of a large tribe.

No matter how confident Ning Que is, he is unwilling to confront such an enemy head-on. One of the reasons is that the big dark horse is not armored, and the more important reason is how strong he is after entering the state of knowledge, how strong his body is, and his mind power No matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to carry an enemy that is swooping like a tide.

In the end, the power of mind will gradually be consumed, and the body will eventually become fatigued. If it is forced into such a situation by the continuous enemy, he can do nothing but wait for death.

Thousands of years ago, the deserted people were defeated in the war with the Tang people. According to the surrender agreement, they gave up the wasteland and moved to the cold north of Atami. The people of the Central Plains could not adapt to life on the wasteland, so they did not immigrate to the north. So the blank after the deserted people left was filled by the barbarians who moved from the extreme west, and then gradually evolved into the current steppe barbarians.

The prairie tribes are scattered like stars on the vast desert land in the north of the mainland. Because of the division of Minshan and the natural boundary of the region, they are divided into three courts. Among them, the golden court is the strongest, and the right court is because The population is small and herdsmen believe in Buddhism, so the strength is relatively weak.

The number of cavalry soldiers Ning Que encountered on the wasteland came from the royal court of the right account, or a tribe under the jurisdiction of the royal court. He had guessed that these buddhist barbarians must have received the Buddha from the Xuankong Temple. Encyclical.

The cavalry of the King's Court of the Right Account did not pose a real threat to the black carriage. However, thousands of cavalrymen searched the wasteland without hesitation and slowed down the speed of the black carriage.

One day, when the black carriage passed a crimson barren rocky mountain. Snow suddenly fell in the cold wasteland sky, and pieces of snowflakes fell slowly to the ground like cotton torn into flocks, seemingly gentle, but because the temperature on the ground was too low, the snow accumulates so fast that it didn’t take long, red. The rock mountain was painted white.

Sangsang did not know where to find a large piece of white cloth. Cover the wall panels around the black carriage. I used the rest of the white cloth to make a simple cut and put the **** horse in.

Looking at the carriage wrapped in white cloth and the **** horse, looking at its eyes exposed out of the holes in the white cloth. Ning Que was in a slightly different mood. He always felt that this kind of natural evil feeling had been seen somewhere. But I can't remember for a while.

The wind and snow gradually became fascinating, and the wasteland road became more and more difficult to navigate. Ning Que drove a horse-drawn carriage around the rocky mountain, found a slightly higher but very hidden place to pause, took out the binoculars and looked at the wasteland below.

The wasteland has now become a monotonous world of black and white. Snowflakes are floating in the air and falling on the ground. There is silence, no sound can be heard, and no moving figures can be seen.

Ning Que held the cold telescope. I looked at the wasteland quietly for a long time, without losing patience at all because of the desolate and boring world in the mirror, until I finally saw the picture he wanted to see or didn't want to see.

Ten monks appeared in the field of view of the telescope.

The monks wore thick snow-white cotton monk clothes, covered shoes made of dense grass under their feet, stepped on the slender wooden boards slightly warped at the front and back under the shoes, and held two thin and hard iron rods in their hands. Sliding in the wind and snow, the speed is as fast as a galloping horse.

Ning Que guessed that these monks came from the Xuankong Temple, and frowned. The monks in the temple seemed to be very comfortable with the environment of the wasteland, and they couldn't stop them in the wind and snow. It is really troublesome.

What surprised him even more was that those monks didn't wear felt hats and leather boots. The cold and heat seemed to have lost their power to them, so if they changed to the concept of monasticism, these monks had already advanced to the cave profound realm!

Although he was vigilant and uneasy, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he continued to sit in front of the car window and observe, while observing the monks of the hanging temple passing by, and calculating the area of ​​the surrounding wasteland and the speed of these monks and soldiers, searching The time frequency, and then whispered to Sangsang.

Sangsang jotted down the numbers on the paper, meditated for a while, raised his head, and said: "It takes at least two hundred people to make their search for this wasteland meaningful."

It is naturally impossible to do meaningless things in the Buddhist Holy Land. Her words reveal the fact that there are at least two hundred monks in the Xuankong Temple on the wasteland where the black carriage is.

Two hundred cave profound realms, what is this concept?

It was difficult for Datang to gather two hundred practitioners in the cave profound realm. Ning Que was silent. He thought that only Xiling Temple could dispatch so many masters anytime and anywhere, but he didn't expect Xuankong Temple to be able to.

He didn’t have the confidence to defeat the two hundred monks in the Xuankong Temple, and he didn’t even have the idea of ​​fighting at all. If he was given enough time to slowly wander around and kill for three years or two years, he might really kill all these ascetics. Guang, but Haotian and Buddha would not leave him and Sangsang so much time.

He is very puzzled, why the prairie cavalry a few days ago, as well as these monks from the Hanging Temple, can always find the whereabouts of the black carriage in the vast desert?

Ning Que's perplexity and vigilance will be verified again in the next moment.

The camouflage of the carriage has been done well enough, all traces on the snow have been wiped out by him, and the wind and snow are obscured. However, the two teams of ascetics on the wasteland seem to have faintly sensed something and stabbed the snow with a stick. , He walked towards the Yanshan without hesitation.

Ning Que knew that he could no longer hide, and hit the wall of the car with a fist.

Listening to the heavy knocks coming from behind, the big dark horse's gasp suddenly hurried, the moisture exhaled from his mouth and nose passed through the white cloth and turned into white mist in the cold wind and snow, exposed in the eyes outside the hole Exuding irritable and excited emotions, he kicked his heels and ran out of the rock mountain with the carriage.

The twenty ascetic monks in the hanging temple on the wasteland faintly saw the white figure in the wind and snow, their expressions were abrupt, the iron rod in their hands quickly seemed to become afterimages, and the wooden planks under their feet high speed Rubbing the soft snow surface, chasing after that white shadow, trying to intercept.

Ning Que didn't get in the carriage. He stood behind the **** horse, watching the ascetics sliding on the snow at high speed, letting the wind and snow hit his face, waiting in silence.

There are fifty feather arrows in the quiver beside the shaft, and two boxwood hardwood bows. He also carried a boxwood hardwood bow on his shoulders. If the monks of the Hanging Temple approached, the bowstrings would ring like beads.

The ascetic monks gliding at high speed on the snowy field looked dignified but determined, and made a few low voices from time to time. In their opinion, today’s steep snowfall is exactly the Buddha’s anger towards the daughter of Hades meaning. In the snow environment. No matter how fast the carriage is, it can't be compared with others.

However, these ascetics did not know that Ningque’s carriage was originally different from all ordinary carriages in the world. The contact between the wheels and the ground is extremely slight, and no matter how soft the snow is, it cannot cause any impact.

The big dark horse hissed with excitement. The four hooves that were as fast as lightning splashed with countless fluffy snowflakes, and the white cloth covered on his body was whispered by the snow breeze. With the seemingly heavy carriage, he struggling to move forward at high speed on the snow.

After more than ten breaths, the carriage gradually left the monks skiing with sticks far behind, leaving only a very shallow rut on the snow.

Get rid of these ascetic monks, it seems that temporary security will be ushered in, but there is always a big gap between the facts and the imagination, since the snow encounter. In a very short period of time, the black carriage encountered several batches of ascetic monks from the Hanging Temple on the wasteland. Although they all avoided escape extremely smoothly, they had to make adjustments in the direction of advancement and it became difficult to escape. stand up.

Continuous encounters with enemies, the pace of fleeing suddenly accelerated, and the atmosphere in the carriage gradually became tense. In the eyes of the big dark horse exposed outside the cloth, the anxiety surpassed the excitement for the first time, and even became a little uneasy.

Ning Que understood that the prairie cavalry encountered a few days ago was just a prelude, only when the monks from the Xuankong Temple joined the team to hunt down the wasteland. It means that the escape really begins.

At this time, he once again remembered the thing that made him vigilant and puzzled. The whereabouts of himself and Sangsang have been exposed. The big brother who has advanced to the realm of Wushu never shows up, because the big brother doesn't know where he is. Why can Xuankong Temple accurately find his whereabouts every time?

He looked at the corner of the carriage, his eyes on the chessboard.

After a little thought, he picked up the chessboard and put it on his lap, then took out the **** umbrella, tore a piece of cloth from the damaged edge of the umbrella, and wrapped it on the chessboard.

Intermittently, the black carriage stopped by a dead tree that had long since died and was frozen like a branch of snow.

Ning Que picked up the chessboard covered by the black umbrella cloth, jumped out of the carriage, drew out the Pudao to dig a deep hole under the tree, and then threw the chessboard in without hesitation, and then filled the hole.

The black carriage started again.

The snow was gusty, and after a while, thick snow accumulated on the ground under the dead tree. Even if someone stood in front of the tree, it was impossible to tell that it had been dug up.

Sangsang said: "It's a pity."

Ning Que said: "If the Buddha's chessboard is returned to Chang'an City for auction, it will definitely be able to sell a large sum of silver. If you can't say that you can't slaughter the Moon Kingdom, you just threw it like this. It's really a pity."

Sangsang whispered: "I didn't mean that."

Ning Que said: "I remember, you like to play chess. How about the white jade one in the future?"

Sangsang said: "It's a pity that the **** umbrella was torn off."

Ning Que was startled and laughed.

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Half a day later, dozens of ascetic monks in the Hanging Temple, skiing with sticks, came to the snow valley where the black carriage once stopped. The monks’ clothes fluttered like snow flakes dancing in the wind.

The first seven in the Venerable Hall of the Xuankong Temple, silently stepped forward, looked at the compass-like Buddha artifact in his hand, looked at the Buddha finger relic inlaid on it, and frowned slightly.

The Buddha's finger bone relics can guide the believers to find the artifacts left in the world. This is the real reason why the black carriage can never get rid of the pursuit. However, at this time, the Buddha's finger relic was extremely calm, there was no movement at all, and it seemed that he could no longer sense the whereabouts of the chessboard.

Seven with a weak expression, knowing that the Buddha Zong missed the best opportunity to kill the daughter of Hades, secretly announced the Buddha's name, and silently prayed that this would not be the last chance.

A few miles away, a jade-like withered tree in the snow, trembling in the wind, seemed to nod.

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