"The outcome of this dispute over Buddhist disciples should be settled in Shangjing City."
In a temple, several old monks looked at the golden statue of Buddha with pious expressions.
At the foot of the Buddha statue, a childish-looking doll, only five years old, is crawling at the foot of the Buddha statue, full of the innocence of a child.
The doll struggled to climb onto the Buddha's feet, looked at everyone, and said.
Several old monks seemed a little excited and clasped their hands together: "My Buddha is compassionate."
"Back off."
The baby looked at the old monks with a smile and said, "Buddha should be the only one who came back alive."
Several old monks were slightly startled, looked back at each other, and respectfully exited the Buddhist hall with a hint of deep meaning.
The doll seemed a little tired, so it lay on the feet of the Buddha statue and fell asleep, its body emitting a faint golden light.
Outside the temple.
Several old monks looked at each other warily, keeping a safe distance.
"How about we not get involved in this Fozi campaign?"
One of the old monks looked at everyone with a look of compassion on his face and said slowly.
"good."
"This is how we can avoid turmoil in the Buddhist country."
Several other old monks thought for a moment, nodded, and clasped their hands together.
It's a bit ridiculous that they are obviously full of hostility and vigilance towards each other, but they still look compassionate.
…
Suddenly, the storm surged.
The eyes of the world, for some reason, were unanimously focused on Shangjing at this time point.
Wang Ye, who had no idea about this, opened the wooden door leading to the post office.
A new mission has begun.
'Address; Scavenger City, No. 7 Grocery Store. '
'Requirement: Place the box on the grocery store counter at 11 a.m., and remember to exit the grocery store before twelve o'clock. '
'Bonus: How to use wooden fish. '
...
This damn post office really knows everything.
I had just tried my best to snatch back a wooden fish from Xiao'an Temple. When I turned around, the post office used the wooden fish to let me go on a mission.
However, as a reward for the mission, maybe this wooden fish is more powerful than I imagined?
But this mission is obviously not simple.
Wang Ye is relatively familiar with the scavenging city.
This is a city that is independent of the ten cities and was built by scavengers.
In the city, there are no rules or systems, they are all a group of desperadoes. Here, strength is king.
There are even countless scavengers who are not even qualified to enter the scavenger city.
After all, the wasteland is full of dangers. Although the Scavenger City is not the deepest part of the wasteland, it is not close either.
Anyone who can get to that position has some unique skills.
And this time, there are also requirements written on the task note...
It seems that this journey is also full of crises.
Returning to the living room and looking at Xiao Si standing in the corner, Wang Ye hesitated for a long time and gave up the idea of taking her with him.
Xiaosi's current state is obviously unstable. Not only may he not be able to help himself, but he may also be given a fatal blow from behind.
If only that's the case...
There is no way to take away these three pieces of paper money.
With a regretful sigh, Wang Ye set his sights on Mao Yongan again.
This Taoist priest went crazy when he saw the treasure, and he might also expose the existence of the post office.
After thinking about it for a while, Wang Ye realized that in the end he would go on the road alone.
He was not an indecisive person. After making up his mind, he packed up all his belongings, put on his backpack, and didn't even bother to put his hair in the crack of the door.
I just turned on my computer and wrote a sentence in the extra document in the surveillance video folder.
"Who are you?"
Then, shut down the computer and go out decisively.
Sure enough, the mail truck stopped at the gate of the community on time. Sitting on the mail truck, Wang Ye closed his eyes and rested.
but...
The mail truck didn't move at all.
Wang Ye:? ? ?
Last time, the mail truck could obviously start and navigate by itself.
One person, one car, it was a stalemate.
After a long time, Wang Ye sighed helplessly, turned the key, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the mail truck away.
Hearing the asthma-like sound coming from the mail truck engine, Wang Ye became irritable for no reason.
As Wang Ye left, the figure moved again in the next room.
He skillfully opened the door to Wang Ye's room, put the two children's books in his stomach intact on the bookshelf, picked out a thick encyclopedia, and put it away carefully.
He came to the study and sat down, turned on Wang Ye's computer, and browsed the web casually.
Seemingly thinking of something, he opened the document in the surveillance video, looked at the questions left by Wang Ye, tilted his head, thought for a long time, awkwardly tapped the keyboard with his fingers, entered a string of text, and closed the document again.
Immediately afterwards, he continued to browse the web news, and finally found a TV series and played it.
…
Not far outside Shangjing City, Luo Ping carefully took out a piece of human skin and put it on his face. Soon, his face changed and turned into a strong man with beards.
After digging a hole and hiding his black box, Luo Ping entered Shangjing City with a sneer.
At the same time, a group of peasant-looking people also arrived at the gate of Shangjing City.
The leader was an old man with a dark face, his face full of honesty.
A middle-aged woman with sallow, dry skin, wearing a headscarf, followed closely beside the old man.
Behind him, a pair of young children kept looking at Shangjing City with curiosity in their eyes.
"Be careful, that old fox Li Xinghe is a ruthless thief."
The old man knocked the pipe in his hand and said with a simple and honest smile.
There was a glint in her eyes. The woman with rough skin but a sexy body swayed slightly and said nothing.
A group of four people left in the distance after seeing a strange symbol on the wall.
…
In addition, several young men with handsome faces entered Shangjing City at almost the same moment.
For a time, storms gathered in Shangjing City, and undercurrents surged.
But Wang Ye went in the opposite direction, driving the dilapidated mail truck out of Shangjing City and into the wasteland.
On the rooftop of Tianzhu, Li Xinghe and Zhang Ziliang stood on the top of the city with their hands behind their backs, looking into the distance, like two foxes, one big and one small.
Equally unfathomable.
"Shangjing City is going to be lively."
Zhang Ziliang said calmly.
Li Xinghe glanced at him: "Isn't it just what you want?"
"I still think there is something wrong with Su Changqing." Zhang Ziliang said, ignoring Li Xinghe's words.
Li Xinghe immediately fell silent and became quiet.
The two of them just looked into the distance, as if the entire city of Shangjing was under their gaze.
