It's already early morning.
Ruan Xiu looked at the window and said, "Have you found anyone yet?"
Behind her, the middle-aged man known as 'Uncle Dao' said respectfully.
"Not yet, Miss Ruan."
Ruan Xiu smiled: "I really met my opponent this time."
"Obviously, that person is still hiding in the base."
"He calculated that our lockdown would only last one night."
"Any more, and the base will not agree."
Uncle Dao thought for a while and said, "Miss Ruan, how about we give some benefits to the base?"
Ruan Xiu shook his head: "No need."
"Lockdown is just one night."
"But don't forget, that man killed someone in the teahouse yesterday."
"The base can't just sit idly by when someone dies, right?"
Uncle Dao suddenly understood: "I understand."
"I'm going to notify the base now."
Ruan Xiu waved his hand: "No need, I have already asked someone to go to the law enforcement team at the base."
"If the base doesn't do anything tomorrow, we can just apply a little more pressure."
Uncle Dao nodded: "Okay."
"Go down and rest first."
"There will be no results tonight." Ruan Xiu said and went back to his room.
One night passed like this.
The next morning.
Luo Yan bought breakfast downstairs and got some news at the same time.
Last night, several conflicts occurred as the Tianfu Group blocked the base.
Now everyone is discussing what Tianfu Group is suddenly doing.
In addition, during the day today, some people have already left the base. It seems that the blockade of the base has been lifted.
Back in the room, Luo Yan saw Song Qiutang still playing with 'Chaoyin'.
The bullet holes in the device are still there, but the parts inside have been replaced.
Song Qiutang is trying to turn on the phone and everything is going well.
The screen lit up, revealing the surrounding ground environment. From time to time, a circle of ripples spread out, as if searching for something.
Song Qiutang wiped his sweat: "It's fixed, everything is normal."
"Thanks to the Strategic Government's restart of many satellites this year."
"Otherwise, 'Chaoyin' won't work properly."
Luo Yan came over and asked, "What is its search range?"
Then he handed the breakfast to Song Qiutang.
Song Qiutang took it, took a bite of the bun and said, "It's about 3 kilometers in diameter."
Luo Yan frowned: "Then the scope is limited."
Song Qiutang nodded: "There is no way, the materials on the surface are limited, it is difficult to build this thing."
"If you want to expand the search scope, you have to go back to the dungeon to find professional materials."
Luo Yan looked out the window and said, "In this case, wouldn't we have to carry 'Chaoyin' everywhere to try our luck?"
Song Qiutang held the buns in his hands and said, "Maybe we can try to go to 'Wushui Village'. At that time, we found that the underworld fish was hiding in the river near that village."
Her face suddenly darkened: "It was in that village that we encountered a giant beast and got separated from the team."
"Of course, the fish may have left."
"But that's at least a clue, isn't it?"
Luo Yan nodded, took out his mobile phone, opened the navigation, found the location of 'Wushui Village' and marked it.
"After breakfast, we'll leave."
He took out a mask: "You put it on."
"We'll go separately later and meet in the parking lot."
Song Qiutang put away his sadness, ate the buns in a few mouthfuls, and then put the mask on his face.
After the two left the hotel, they separated, like two strangers who didn't know each other.
Luo Yan pulled up his hood and covered his face with a mask, walking low-key on the street.
Early in the morning, there were not many people on the road, and it started to snow again.
Who would want to go out in this kind of weather if they had to?
When he walked out of the street and turned toward the base parking lot, Luo Yan heard the sound of iron rings shaking and colliding.
He looked up calmly and saw a figure walking against the current on the street in the distance.
Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
That man turned out to be a monk.
After the natural disaster, religious figures such as monks and Taoists have become quite rare.
Even Wen Zou was not a serious Taoist priest. He only made himself look like a Taoist priest in order to facilitate deception.
But the man in front of him looked like a monk.
The monk's robe on that man was in tatters, mended and patched.
The brown skin is roughened by the wind and sand, and a few ring scars can be seen on the smooth head.
The monk has a kind face and kind eyes, especially his two ears. The earlobes are so big and droopy that they almost touch his shoulders.
He was holding a tin staff, and as he walked forward, the copper rings on the tin staff kept making jingling sounds.
Luo Yan walked forward leisurely.
Soon, he and the monk were about to collide.
Luo Yan took the initiative to avoid it, but unexpectedly, he just changed direction.
The monk also changed direction and blocked his way.
Luo Yan's eyes gradually sharpened, and he silently raised his head and looked at the monk in front of him.
The monk recited the Buddha's name in a low voice and said: "This benefactor, this poor monk sees that your body is full of blood and murderous intentions are surging. You should be a person whose hands are stained with blood."
"The benefactor is riddled with hostility and will be entangled by enemies and creditors for the rest of his life. If things go on like this, he may be in danger of falling into the devil's path. By then, he may be doomed."
"Since we met, we are destined."
"The little monk is not talented, but he is willing to help the donor with compassion."
"I wonder what Shi's idea is?"
Luo Yan stared at the monk and uttered one word: "Get out!"
The monk was not annoyed and said with a smile: "Okay."
He really got out of the way.
Luo Yan stopped entangled and moved his legs to pass the monk.
After taking a few steps, he noticed that the monk was following him.
When Luo Yan walked faster, the monk also walked faster.
He slowed down, and so did the monk.
Walking out of the main street, there is a parking lot not far ahead. The place is open and only a few people pass by from time to time.
while walking.
Luo Yan stopped.
Turn around.
The monk was on the snow ten steps away from him.
Seeing Luo Yan stop, he stepped forward with a look of joy on his face.
"Has the donor changed his mind and is willing to let the poor monk undergo transformation?"
Luo Yan's hand in the cloak had already been pressed on the hilt of the 'Dragon Elephant' sword, and he said deliberately: "I wonder how Master wants to transform a stubborn person like me?"
"It's not difficult, it's not difficult."
The monk smiled and said: "First let the young monk end the benefactor's life personally, and then cook the benefactor's body and eat it. Then through the poor monk's words, the benefactor's hostility and injustice can be cured."
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, doubting his ears.
This monk looked like an enlightened monk, but what he said was extremely cruel and inhumane.
Killing first and then eating, what kind of eminent monk is this?
Kind face but cruel heart.
This is truly a demon monk!
Luo Yan then remembered that the Buddha's name that the monk just recited was not 'Amitabha', but a name that he had never heard before.
Mother Kali!
