The six of them got in the car, left the town, and headed west toward Zhongnan Mountain.
Zhu Yu, Lan Ling'er and Paju Gebu sat in the carriage in front. Paju Gebu sat at the back of the carriage, folded his hands, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested.
Zhu Yu and Lan Ling'er couldn't talk, so they leaned against the car and closed their eyes, trying to find their luck.
After walking along a river valley for more than three hours, after ascending a gentle slope about two miles long, a plain appeared in front of us.
The plain stretches as far as the eye can see, with villages, fields, ditches and ditches in the distance, but in the distance they are hidden in the vast clouds and mist.
"This way, there are all plains and mesas. Tomorrow afternoon, we can reach the foot of Zhongnan Mountain." said the horse driver.
"A high mountain suddenly emerges from this plain. It must be very majestic, right?" Lan Ling'er asked.
"Zhongnan Mountain does not rise all at once. It rises gradually higher from the ground with gentle slopes. When it reaches the highest point, it is quite majestic and tall," said the driver.
"I heard that there is a Huashan Mountain not far from Zhongnan Mountain. In the past, people who practiced immortality and Buddhism practiced on it." Lan Ling'er asked.
"Yes, Huashan was very lively in the past, but in the past hundred years, wars have been frequent and the people have been in dire straits. Gradually, few people went there, and it withered."
Early on the next morning, the six of them came to a town. Although the town was not as lively as the day before, it still had several streets and a lot of people coming and going.
The six people got off the carriage and wandered around the town. When they got out of the town, they suddenly saw seven or eight people on horses running towards a few people. Behind them were dozens of people on horses. Everyone raised their swords and guns and chased these seven or eight people.
"Stop, don't run anymore," the pursuers behind shouted. "The seven or eight people in front were exhausted. They reined in their horses, turned around and drew their swords, and tried to fight the pursuers.
Seeing someone blocking the way in front of them, Cibu Tenzin and Larizimo jumped out of the car early. Seeing that the people on both sides were about to use force, Larizimo got angry and flew between the two groups of people.
Zhu Yu saw that the pursuers were officers and soldiers dressed neatly in armor, some holding guns and some holding knives. The people being chased were not uniformly dressed, but each had a red rope tied on their head, like bandits robbing people, but let Zhu Yu found it strange that the bandits who robbed people appeared under the blue sky and broad daylight.
"Who is it? The sword is ruthless, get out of the way quickly." A powerful officer among the officers and soldiers pointed a sword at Larry Zimo and shouted.
"What are you doing? Why are you blocking our way?" After hearing the scolding, Larry Zimo did not reply, but asked with a smile.
"We are catching the rebels, don't miss our important event." The officer on the horse was obviously angry, and his voice was much louder.
Zhu Yu had long heard that farmers in many places were rebelling. They not only attacked the officers and soldiers, but even occupied the official warehouses and opened the warehouses to store grain, which made the officers and soldiers miserable. So he got out of the car and asked: "Why did you offend the officers and soldiers? Let the officers and soldiers not I won’t stop until I catch you?”
"We entered the county today, intending to kill the county magistrate and open a warehouse to provide relief to the people. We didn't want to encounter a large number of officers and soldiers stationed in the city, so we were dispersed by them." said a commoner with a knife in his hand.
"Get out of the way quickly, the sword is ruthless." Seeing that Larry Zimo didn't want to get out of the way, the leading officer couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed forward with a knife and stabbed Larry Zimo in the chest.
Larry Zimo did not shy away. Just when the big knife was about to stab his body, he turned slightly to let the tip of the knife pass. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of the knife. With a little force, he pinched the big knife in two.
The officer was also a martial arts practitioner. When he saw that the sword was broken by Larry Zimo, he subconsciously picked up the broken sword and slashed towards Larry Zimo's face. However, Larry Zimo stretched out his hand, grabbed the officer's wrist, and pulled the officer away with a slight pull. When he dismounted, he used the skill of Ge Dan's chain claw.
"Okay, okay, Larry Zimo, we don't need to go against the officers and soldiers, let them go." Paju Gob saw that Larry Zimo had captured the leader of the opponent, and he hurriedly stopped him for fear of life and accident.
"Get out of here." Larry Zimo heard his master Zupa lift the gob to tell him to stop, then he picked up the officer and threw it out hard.
The soldiers behind the officer saw that their leader had been arrested and were wondering what to do. Suddenly they saw Larry Zimo throwing the officer over and hurriedly caught it. The group of people got on their horses and retreated in despair.
"Thank you, this eminent monk." Seeing that the officers and soldiers were scared away, several strong men on horseback dismounted and expressed their gratitude to Larry Zimo.
"What are you thanking me for? I don't sincerely save you. Go quickly and don't block the road again." Larry Zimo said angrily.
Hearing what Larry Zimo said, all the strong men looked at each other in shock. They had no choice but to lower their heads, pull the horse past the two carts and horses, then get on the horse and head southwest.
The six people got in the car and continued heading west.
Early in the morning of the next day, the six of them set out from the inn where they were resting. After walking for about an hour, they saw the distant mountains appearing dimly in the mist.
"Is Zhongnan Mountain in the distance?" Lan Ling'er poked her head out of the carriage and asked the driver.
"Exactly, but it will take another two hours to reach the bottom of the mountain." The driver said as he rode forward.
Ahead, there is still a vast wasteland. The difference is that there is an extra river in the wasteland. The river is not wide, but boats can be used. On the riverside, there are occasionally three or two families, and where there are people living, there will be open roads around it. Various crops are grown in some fields.
The coachman obviously walked this road often. All he had to do was drive his horse forward, and there was no need to wait and ask anyone when he encountered a fork in the road.
The two carriages and horses traveled for almost an hour, and they saw that they were very close to the road up Zhongnan Mountain. Suddenly, they saw a group of people on horseback rushing towards them along the road in darkness. When they got closer, they saw that they were officers and soldiers.
The officers and soldiers came to a stop in front of the two carriages. Larry Zimo got out of the car to see what was going on, but heard an officer among the officers and soldiers say, "That's him."
The person who spoke was the officer who was ridiculed by Larry Zimo yesterday. Yesterday, he rushed back angrily and brought reinforcements. Unexpectedly, he collided with Larry Zimo and his party.
Hearing what the officer said, the soldiers behind the officer cheered and surrounded the six-man carriage. Only then did Zhu Yu see that there were at least five or six hundred soldiers brought by the officers and soldiers, and one of them was wearing gray clothes. , wearing a pink windbreaker, riding majestically on a horse.
"Everyone in the car, get out of here." The officer in the red cloak shouted loudly.
"He told us to get out of the car. Let's get out quickly, or we will die." Lan Ling'er turned around and said.
"Hmph!" Paju Gebu snorted, jumped out of the car, and said, "Who are you? Why do you want me to get out?"
"I'll scare you to death if I tell you my name." The man in the trench coat looked very arrogant.
"Amitabha." Paju Gob sang a Buddha's name and said: "Little brother, poor monks don't like to kill people unless they throw themselves into a trap. Please tell me who you are? So that you won't know how you died after you die. of."
The man in the trench coat seemed to be calmed down by Paju Gobu. He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I am a disciple of the Emei Sect, Gao Cheng."
"Hahaha, who do I think you are? I've never heard of it! Get out of the way." After finishing speaking, Paju Gob raised his hand and was about to strike.
When they heard that the person in front of them was Gao Cheng, Zhu Yu and Lan Ling'er wanted to rush forward and tear him into pieces, but they couldn't show off their martial arts skills, so they had to grit their teeth and wait for what would happen.
"Master, wait a minute, why should Master take action to deal with such a little person?"
As Labu Tsering said this, he rushed forward and slapped Gao Cheng with his palm. Gao Cheng saw that Labu Tsering was approaching in a menacing manner, and with luck on his fingertips, he pointed towards Labu Tsering with one finger.
Gao Cheng used Yuntong fingering. As soon as he started, he reached ten levels of strength. Labu Tsering was confident that his skill was much higher than his opponent, so he only used 30 to 40% of his internal strength. Unexpectedly, Gaocheng's fingering power actually penetrated Labu. Tsering's inner strength stabbed him like an arrow.
Labu Tsering was startled, and said "Hey", he quickly raised his breath and flew into the air, letting the strength of Labu Tsering's fingers pass, and he took a palm and hit Gao Cheng's head. Gao Cheng felt a strong internal force falling from the sky. , raised his breath and leaned back, but heard a muffled sound, and the ground in front of his feet was punched by Labu Tsering's palm force, creating a deep pit more than a foot deep and four or five feet in diameter.
Seeing this situation, Gao Cheng was horrified, knowing that his internal strength was not at the same level as the opponent's.
