This is unusual.
He has lived here for many years and has been to many mountains and forests in search of sources of goods, but he has never encountered such a quiet and terrifying forest.
Liang Daobin took two steps back, and when he was about to turn around and go out, Yun Kong walked past him, "Taoist Master..." Liang Daobin looked at Yun Kong in surprise as he walked into the forest without fear.
Yun Kong was very familiar with this feeling. There was a forest in the Immortal Village where he lived when he was a child. The feeling was very similar, except that his forest was a little darker than here.
The forest floor is covered with various weeds and thick fallen leaves, which are very soft when stepped on, completely covering up the traces that Chang Shun may have walked.
"What did Changshun see?" Yunkong looked up, then lowered his body to observe the grass blades.
Liang Daobin gasped and his body trembled slightly: "Taoist Master, let's go out."
"Brother Liang, do you have any good ideas?"
"I'm going to find Boomer."
"Boomo? It's...what?"
"That's the wizard."
It turns out that in that area of Guangxi, wizards are also called Bomo.
Yun Kong thought: Why do Guangxi and Bo Ni have the same title for wizards?
When he walked out of the forest, Yunkong couldn't help but look back again.
Liang Daobin was right, it was right to find Bu Mo.
Because Yun Kong clearly felt that there were many eyes staring at him in this unusually quiet forest.
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Liang Daobin took Yunkong to take a detour, passing through the grass that was taller than a person. There was a path where someone walked out. Liang Daobin occasionally took out his sword and chopped the long grass without talking to Yunkong.
Yun Kong tried to break the deadlock: "This knife looks like a simple knife commonly used by the imperial army."
Liang Daobin responded without looking back: "Yes, I have been a soldier."
"Brother Liang, has he been here for a long time?"
Liang Daobin was silent for a moment and then said: "To be honest, I fought with the Jin soldiers, but then I didn't want to be a soldier anymore, so I came to Nanyang with my cousin."
"He turned out to be a hero, disrespectful."
"Taoist Master, I am a deserter. I have committed a crime, but my military status is still there," Liang Daobin smiled bitterly, "I will be beheaded as soon as I return."
Yun Kong sighed: "When the Song Dynasty fled south, Pindao was also trapped in the north. It took him several years to escape to the south, and he also narrowly escaped death."
After listening to this, Liang Daobin seemed to feel more at ease and his pace became more relaxed.
"Speaking of which, Brother Liang seems to have guessed what happened to Changshun." Yun Kong brought back the topic.
"Eighty percent of it is Tandu Moluo's fault," Liang Daobin said with certainty. "Everyone knows that if they see him, they will be lured into the forest. Changshun is a typical example."
"Does this happen often?"
"Of course it's not common, but I've seen it too," Liang Daobin said. "A few years ago, a woman was cooking, and suddenly she ran into the forest. Her husband couldn't stop him, so he had to pick up the He banged the rice cooker in an attempt to scare Tandu Mara, but his wife still ran into the forest, and her husband did not dare to chase her in. Later, many villagers gathered and they dared to go in and search."
"What's the result? Did you find it?"
"I found her. A few days later, a fisherman found her sitting stupidly by the river. She forgot how to get to the river. She only remembered that a dwarf with a big head and a small body held her hand and took her to the river. riverside."
"A dwarf with a big head and a small body...?"
"I heard that if you get lost in the forest, you may have fallen into Tandu Mara's trap."
Yun Kong pondered for a while and then asked: "Let's go find Bumo. Can he help?"
Liang Daobin turned around and looked at Yunkong for a moment, then asked, "Does the Taoist know how to exorcise ghosts and catch demons?"
"I'm not good at it."
"That Bomo is highly respected and is the master of several Bomo nearby." Liang Daobin's tone was full of respect. "Here, if there is anyone who offends the mountain gods or evil spirits and causes illness, the old Bomo will be dealt with."
With that said, they walked out of the grass and entered a village. The village was full of stilt houses, and several naked children were playing. When they saw Yunkong, a stranger, they watched from a distance with curiosity. On the contrary, they were quite familiar with Liang Daobin and waved from a distance. Even the old woman working under the stilt house greeted him.
After passing through the village, they entered a small courtyard surrounded by a bamboo fence, with a stream flowing in front of the door.
"Be polite when you see Lao Bumo later." Liang Daobin warned him again and again.
Entering the area of Lao Bumo's house, Yunkong paid attention to his surroundings and saw several bundles of hay tied to the fence at the entrance and pieces of bamboo stuck on the ground. Yunkong couldn't help but guess the functions of these devices.
In the small courtyard, there was a stilt house made of tung trees, bamboos and zodiac leaves. Liang Daobin climbed up the wooden ladder and spoke to the people inside at the door before being allowed to enter.
Before Yun Kong went in, he stayed outside the door for a few seconds because he felt a special aura slowly gushing out from inside.
He felt the uneasiness of the people inside.
Maybe a little hostile.
A skinny old man was sitting on the ground, shirtless, hunched over like a leather bag. He turned out to be severely hunched over, but his bright eyes were as bright as torches, staring at the sky with vigilance. Next to him was a woman with dull eyes, who was sitting on her knees respectfully without saying a word.
"Liang, what's the matter?" Old Bumo said in Tibetan dialect, which Yun Kong couldn't understand.
"A Tang crew member went missing last night, and the ship owner asked me to ask you for help." Liang Daobin was also full of fanciful words.
"Why don't you ask him to help?" Old Bumo shook his head at Yunkong.
"Him?" Liang Daobin said in surprise, "He is just the ship owner's guest."
"He is very strong, why don't you ask him for help?" Old Bumo said in a sour tone.
"This man doesn't understand the things here at all." Liang Daobin was in a dilemma. He didn't understand why he made Old Bomo angry. "I would like to ask, sir, whether the crew of the Tang Dynasty were tricked into going to the forest by Tandu Mora?"
"He doesn't know Tandu Mara?"
Liang Daobin shook his head: "He just arrived yesterday."
Old Bomo nodded and beckoned Liang Daobin to come closer: "I want to talk to this Tang Dynasty Bomo, please help me translate."
"He's not Bomo..." Liang Daobin just finished speaking, and he couldn't help but think about it in confusion: Is a Taoist priest considered a Bomo? In fact, it should count, right? Thinking of this, he had no choice but to say to Yun Kong: "Old Bumo wants to talk to you."
Yunkong pretended not to see Old Bumo's provocative eyes: "Please tell me."
Old Boomer asked: "Did you see my back?"
Yun Kong looked behind Lao Bumo. There were straw hats and some bamboo utensils hung on the wall.
"I'm asking the god behind me." Old Bumo was unhappy.
"Sorry," Yun Kong said, "I can't see it."
Old Boomer was confused now.
He saw a powerful force in Yun Kong. Those who possess this power must be powerful wizards, with the support of gods behind them. However, he couldn't see where Yun Kong's power came from?
Old Bumo originally wanted to demonstrate to Yunkong and let him see how powerful the power behind him was, but when he saw that Yunkong looked calm and unconcerned, he felt even more unfathomable. How could he have expected that Yunkong really didn't feel it? What.
Old Bumo restrained his usual arrogance and asked Liang Daobin to continue translating: "May I ask why you came to Bali?"
"I didn't come to Boni specifically." Yunkong replied calmly: "I followed the merchant ship around to find someone."
"did you find it?"
"not yet."
"Is that person here?"
"I don't know." Yun Kong sighed, "I also want to know."
Old Bumo couldn't understand the power of Yun Kong, which was so dazzling in his eyes.
He guessed that maybe the person behind Yunkong was a foreign god, so he couldn't identify it.
But would foreign gods be willing to leave their territory and travel across the ocean?
As far as he knew, the gods were very territorial and everyone guarded their own territory and would not easily cross the line.
"Okay." Old Bumo asked Liang Daobin, "Are you looking for a Tang crew member? What is his name? Where did he disappear?"
"His name is Changshun..." Liang Daobin quickly told him where he disappeared.
The woman next to him took some chopped fragrant wood and lit it in a clay plate, bursts of white smoke came out. Old Bumo put his head into the white smoke and shook a large string of beads made of plant roots in his hand, making a fine sound. Loud sound.
Yun Kong watched calmly and felt that Lao Bumo shook the beads in his hand, which was very similar to the copper bell of a Taoist priest. Perhaps it had the same function and was a magic weapon to summon gods.
Sure enough, soon old Bumo began to look in a daze, shaking his head from time to time, shaking his head nervously, and murmuring like gibbering.
Old Bumo murmured: "I saw the Tang people..."
