Walking in the decaying city, Chu Xiang only saw three young people. These three young Tibetans had a peaceful expression, no sadness or joy. Apparently, like the old people, they had the consciousness of death.
Although there are few people in the city, the streets are very clean and there is no garbage. Unlike the cities where people fled, where there are discarded items everywhere, it is as clean and tidy as ever. The only difference is that the people are gone, and the government departments that maintain order are also empty. , the entire city was abandoned, leaving only the monks who persisted, the elderly who did not want to leave their homes, and tourists from other places.
Wandering around, I arrived at the foot of Gesar Palace unknowingly. What surprised Chu Xiang was that there was a barbecue stall in front of the Gesar Palace Square. The smoke was curling up and the fragrance was overflowing. It was packed.
Gesar Palace Square is very big, and this barbecue stall is not too small either. There are tables and chairs covering almost two-thirds of the square. There are people at every table, mostly one person per table, rarely several people per table, and there are three people per table. A bearded middle-aged man wearing a white hat and a machete hanging from his waist was barbecuing, two young men in white hats were running errands, and an old man with a gray beard was sitting next to the barbecue stall smoking a dry cigarette.
Chu Xiang already knew the relevant information, but he did not expect that the situation would develop like this. These intruders would be so unscrupulous and gather directly in front of Gesar Palace.
The customers at the barbecue stall are not ordinary people. They all carry knives and swords, and many carry guns. They are divided into two obviously opposing groups. They are all Chinese here, accounting for about two-fifths of the total, and they are all sitting To the northeast of the square, facing the southwest, most of the others are foreigners, including blacks, whites, mixed-races, and even a dozen women. They all have fierce auras, forming a confrontation with the Chinese here.
Everyone was sitting quietly, some were eating barbecue, some tables were already piled with bones, and they didn't know how long they had been eating, and some were looking at the piece of barbecue in front of them, sitting quietly, not knowing. Speechless and motionless.
Unexpectedly, Chu Xiang was a little surprised that the foreign coalition forces were so arrogant and confronted the masters who came to protect Gesar Palace. But if you think about it carefully, their strategy is not surprising at all. It is difficult to command the Thirteen-Nation Allied Forces. In addition, most of them are not familiar with China's situation. They can easily be defeated individually if they act separately. If the two are mixed together, China cannot use tactical weapons to attack them, and it can also reduce the difficulty of commanding them. Furthermore, by displaying part of its power openly, it can confuse the guardians to cover up the secret power. If the guardians do not work together to resist, You can also break through China's defense line in one battle and resolve the battle quickly to avoid being held back by domestic reinforcements.
These foreigners seem to be unruly people. The other party's commander can make them obey orders and they are obviously not mediocre. The information given above does not clarify who the other party's commander is, and it is impossible to locate the other party's location. If it can be determined It is undoubtedly best to kill the opponent's commander directly.
Chu Xiangzheng was about to go over and see how the barbecue was sold, when he saw a wooden board erected next to the barbecue stall, which said in Chinese and English: Only real money and silver will be accepted.
Touching his pocket, there was neither real gold nor silver. Chu Xiang could only sigh.
Just as Chu Xiang was about to leave, a voice came: "Friend, we're here unexpectedly, why don't you come and sit down."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a sinewy face. He was sitting at a table by himself. A cooked copper rod stood on the edge of the table. He was facing Chu Xiang. When Chu Xiang looked over, he raised his glass to signal.
Chu Xiang smiled, shook his head and said, "No money."
"What's the matter? I'll invite you." said the strong man.
"Forget it, I don't have any money in my pocket and I can't have a stable meal." Chu Xiang cupped his hands and turned to leave.
"What a pity." The strong man returned the favor and continued drinking alone.
The barbecue stall was facing Gesar Palace. He raised his head and glanced at the majestic palace. Chu Xiang was shocked and walked around Gesar Palace to observe carefully. He didn't feel anything when he came here before, but now when he looked at this palace, he felt a little strange about this place, and the people inside also made him feel a little strange. The overall atmosphere of this place was like a sleeping dragon, which made him a little afraid and wanted to go up. Some didn't dare to go up.
A mysterious place, observing the Gesar Palace, Chu Xiang found that this palace was far more mysterious than he imagined, and the secrets inside could not be seen at all. Thinking of the business of this trip, Chu Xiang walked around the Gesar Palace again. This time, Chu Xiang's eyes were always on the Gesar Palace, but his six senses were always on the people around him. After walking around, Chu Xiang saw many people. Many of the people dormant around Gesar Palace were all people with deep auras. Some showed obvious hostility, some lurked with obscure auras, and some were curious watchers.
It is even more difficult to distinguish between friends and foes. You can't even see anyone, and you can't tell whether the other party is a foreigner or a Chinese. Even if you are Chinese, there is no guarantee that you are a comrade-in-arms. It may have been instigated by the other party, not to mention these comrades-in-arms. Among them, there are probably many people who have hatred towards each other.
After going around, although the six senses were not focused on Gesar Palace, Chu Xiang clearly felt that the Gesar Palace in his senses was somewhat different. His six senses seemed to penetrate deeper and the things he sensed were clearer. . With joy in his heart, Chu Xiang began to circle around the Gesar Palace. With each additional circle, the Gesar Palace in his senses became clearer and different. It was like peeling off the layers of cabbage. He opened it, and his senses became more and more acute. His six senses had been extended to the surrounding mountains, and he saw more lurking people.
Seeing Chu Xiang going around in circles, someone on the top of the mountain couldn't help but poked his head out to see whether he was an enemy or a friend.
It was getting dark, and his vision was getting blurry. Chu Xiang was still circling, round and round, with no intention of stopping. The customers at the barbecue stall were still eating meat and drinking, and no one wanted to leave. mean. The number of people at the barbecue stall is constantly increasing, including Chinese and foreigners. The atmosphere is becoming more and more depressing, and heavy clouds are hanging overhead, wondering if a storm is coming.
It was getting dark, and the silent Gesar Palace gradually disappeared into the night. The charcoal fire in the barbecue stall seemed to be getting hotter, making the faces of the people next to it blush. An unspeakable strange atmosphere was brewing and spreading.
Seventy-six times, when Chu Xiang walked seventy-six times around Gesar Palace, it was dawn. The rising sun rises in the east, and the sky is filled with morning glow. The magnificent Gesar Palace gradually reveals its clear face in the morning mist, as if an angry dragon is awakening. The majestic momentum of Shen Ning is shocking. He can clearly sense the aura of the palace, and Chu Xiang feels a tremor in his heart. , seems to be scared, but also seems to be excited.
When Chu Xiang made eighty-two turns around the Gesar Palace, a lonely figure appeared under the rising sun in the east and walked slowly towards the Gesar Palace. His slim figure stretched out a long line on the ground. The shadow, under the illumination of the morning sun, is still like ice that has not melted for thousands of years, lonely and cold.
The figure, so cold that even the sun could not warm it, attracted everyone's attention like the dazzling sun. Everyone at the barbecue stall looked at the slowly approaching figure, and the atmosphere suddenly changed. The domestic defenders became more energetic, while the invaders from the foreign coalition lost their arrogance and hesitated.
Suddenly, there was a smell of burning. The chef at the barbecue stall looked at Gu Leng's figure and forgot to look at the fire. The meat on the stove was burnt.
The cold figure slightly raised his head and glanced at the majestic Sagar Palace, then slowly turned his head, glanced at the people at the barbecue stall, and continued to move forward. After a while, the figure appeared on the right side of the foot of Gesar Palace. Yaowang Palace Observation Deck.
The cold figure stood on the observation deck with his hands behind his hands, slightly raising his head to look at Gesar Palace, as if he had become an ice sculpture that even avoided sunlight.
When Chu Xiang turned eighty-three in front of Yaowang Palace, the cold figure above looked down at Chu Xiang, and then returned to his original state.
Surprised, very surprised, Chu Xiang did not expect to see Liu Boyong here. The sword god Liu Boyong was here, the strongest person in the martial arts conference who was awarded the rank of major general.
The exchange of glances between Chu Xiang and Liu Boyong was like a stone dropped on a calm lake. Ripples spread in the hearts of everyone at the barbecue stall. Some were excited, some were nervous, some were calm, and some were frightened.
The appearance of Liu Boyong stirred up the storm in the sky. The sky suddenly changed, the people at the barbecue stall were different, the dormant atmosphere around them also changed, and a storm was coming.
When he turned eighty-five and returned to the front of Gesar Palace, Chu Xiang saw special people again - a stooped old couple, the two of them were walking slowly from the northeast street, supporting each other. His head full of white hair, old and withered hands and feet, and his body so old that he could barely walk made people suspect that he might collapse at any time.
Naturally, the people who came here at this time were not ordinary people. Chu Xiang hesitated, walked to the two old people, and supported the old couple.
The old couple were unaware of Chu Xiang's approach. Chu Xiang's hand supported them, and they realized that there was another person next to them. The old man raised his head and glanced at Chu Xiang with difficulty, showing a wrinkled smile, and said with a smile as if he was ready at any time. The dying voice said: "Thank you, young man."
"Honey, there are still good people in the world." The old woman slowly turned her head and said to the old man who was supporting her, as if she was afraid that she would break her neck by turning her head too quickly.
"Thank you, kind young man." The old woman showed a toothless smile and looked at Chu Xiang kindly.
Chu Xiang smiled.
Supporting the two elderly people, they walked slowly forward step by step, probably only a little faster than ants. After walking for a long time, the three of them reached the guardrail of Gesar Palace Square.
"Thank you, young man. I need to take a rest. You go ahead and get busy." The old woman said, grabbing the guardrail.
Helping the two elderly people to sit down, Chu Xiang exerted slight force on his feet. The hard concrete floor cracked. Chu Xiang tore off the connecting steel bars, grabbed the cement board and inserted it vertically into the hard ground to block the cold northeast wind.
Everyone at the barbecue stall was horrified when they saw Chu Xiang cracking stone monuments, breaking iron and steel, and easily lifting up the concrete pavement that was thirty to forty centimeters thick and weighing at least five to six hundred kilograms and inserting it into the ground with ease.
"Thank you, young man." The old man said gratefully, with no surprise on his face, as if what Chu Xiang did was just an ordinary thing.
Nodding slightly, Chu Xiang continued to circle around. Everyone at the barbecue stall observed the old couple for a while, and continued to drink and eat meat.
The square returned to calm, as if the circle could never be completed and the food and wine could never be eaten. The sun gradually rose, basking in the warm sunshine. When Chu Xiang passed in front of Gesar Palace again, the elderly couple had fallen asleep leaning on the guardrail.
The number of people at the barbecue stall continued to increase. At the eighty-sixth circle, a blond, blue-eyed foreign drunkard staggered towards the Gesar Palace. His eyes were drunk and he kept pouring wine into his mouth as he walked. As soon as he arrived at the foot of Gesar Palace, his swaying figure fell drunkenly into the grass, snoring loudly.
At noon, a thin monk appeared on the street west of Gesar Palace. The monk kowtowed step by step and measured the road under his feet with his life-long head. His dark face was full of the vicissitudes of time, and his gray stubble seemed to The skinny arms were like steel needles, and half of them were exposed, as dark as if they were made of steel. His expression was stoic and pious. He was barefoot like Chu Xiang, and his feet were dark and covered with mud.
The monk's forehead has thick calluses, the clothes at his knees have long been worn out, the clothes on his chest are covered with dust, and his palms are covered with calluses. He came from an unknown place for pilgrimage. He stood up and lay down piously and respectfully. Every movement was meticulous, and he did not stop until he knelt at the midpoint of the front of Gesar Palace. He lay on the ground piously and murmured scriptures in his mouth.
The warm sunshine became hotter. There were more and more people around Gesar Palace. People kept flashing on the mountains in the distance. The oppressive atmosphere in the air became more and more urgent. Everyone at the barbecue stall was sitting upright, with their hands on their swords and their momentum. Shen Ning, preparing for the coming storm.
Time crawled slowly like a snail, and the situation in the square did not change. The tense atmosphere reached its peak and slowly relaxed, and the battle horn still did not appear.
The sun slowly sets in the west, dark clouds gather, and the people at the barbecue stalls seem to have turned into stone sculptures. The temperature slowly drops, and the air of coldness spreads. The pilgrim monk in front of Gesar Palace has already sat up, facing the majestic palace, crossing his legs. Close your eyes, as if you have fallen asleep.
Night has fallen, and the world has plunged into darkness. Suddenly, a whistling sound came from the southeast, the sound was sharp and harsh. After a moment, a black shadow arrived in the sky, hovering in mid-air, and blue flames spurted out from under its feet. When the black shadow in mid-air arrived, the ground shook, and a tall figure jumped out of the darkness and stopped directly below the black shadow in the air.
At this time, Chu Xiang happened to come around from behind the mountain, and immediately jumped onto the wall of Gesar Palace. Looking at the two black figures that had just arrived at the barbecue stall, Liu Boyong, who was like an ice sculpture, also turned around.
The wind picked up, and the fire in the oven suddenly became fierce, rising to a height of two meters. Through the rising fire, Chu Xiang could clearly see the appearance of the person coming. The man in the air had blue flames under his feet, and was covered in dark armor, airtight. His appearance turned out to be the same as the Iron Man in the movie. The figure on the ground is more than three meters tall, with a naked upper body and gnarled muscles. It looks like an enlarged version of the Hulk in the movie. The difference is that this giant is not green, but gray-black, with a pair of faint blue eyes.
The generals came out of the battle, and the foreign coalition forces stood up. Their momentum was strong, and the condensed aura was as majestic as a mountain, overwhelming them. The war was about to break out, and the guardians all stood up. The situation was tense to the point of freezing. The whistling north wind seemed to be getting colder, making the body feel chilly.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a wolf howling in the distance. For a moment, the wolf howled was close. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and a cold and stern figure appeared in front of Iron Man and the Gray Giant. Chu Xiang took a closer look and saw that the person was coming with sharp claws and fangs. He was covered in hair and looked like a werewolf. He was almost two meters tall when squatting, and his muscles were strong, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.
Seeing the werewolf appear, all the blacks, whites and mixed-race people in the barbecue stall stood up, and a passionate fighting spirit filled the air. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance on the east street, and an exciting and heroic voice came. Come: Zhao Ke is wearing Hu Ying, Wu Gou is frosty and snowy, the silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star...
The horses' hooves are like drums, like thousands of troops. The poem is bold and exciting, exciting, and the blood boils when hearing it. The visitor was still far away when he opened his mouth. Before he finished reciting three lines of the poem, he had already arrived in front of Gesar Palace.
