Liang Daobin asked respectfully: "Is he still alive?"
"Alive."
"So where are people?"
Lao Bumo suddenly fell silent.
He rolled his eyes, sometimes shook his head, sometimes nodded, and continued to shake the beads in his hand, as if he was hesitating.
Finally, Old Bomo opened his eyes from semi-consciousness and sighed: "I can't handle this matter."
Liang Daobin was shocked and said: "No, Changshun is from the Tang Dynasty and cannot disappear here."
"I might as well tell you," Old Bumo half-closed his eyes, expressing his determination, "someone wants him."
"Someone wants him? Who? Can't you negotiate with him?"
"We don't want to offend each other." Old Bumo gently pushed away the burning incense wood, and the woman took it aside and put it away. "Please leave, I can't help this time."
"I thought you were the teacher of many Bomo, so..."
"Liang, I'm just a Bomo by the sea. There are Bomo in the mountains, the Bomo in the big forest, and the Bomo in the big river. You don't understand our world."
"Then how should I explain to the ship owner?" Liang Daobin was very anxious.
Old Bumo glanced at Yunkong and waved to Liang Daobin: "Liang, come here." After Liang Daobin leaned over obediently, Old Bumo whispered in his ear: "This matter is really inconvenient for me. Your Tangren Bumo Mo is a foreigner, so it’s easier for me to help you.”
"But……"
"I might as well tell you," Old Boomer said more quietly, "he wants more than just one person."
Liang Daobin shuddered and couldn't help but look back at the sky.
Yun Kong shuddered when he took such a look: "Trouble is coming."
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Back in the village, Liang Daobin asked the villagers for two coconuts, cut them open with a waist knife, and handed one to Yunkong. While they drank coconut water, he told him exactly what Lao Bumo said.
"That's strange," Yun Kong said, "I just set foot on this land today, and I'm not familiar with it. How can I solve this problem?"
"I understand what Lao Bumo means. They always keep their noses in the water," Liang Daobin said. "Even though he looks old and thin, guess how old he is?"
"Stop talking about seventy or eighty."
Liang Daobin chuckled and said, "Look, I guessed wrong. He is only in his early fifties."
Yun Kong was secretly surprised because he was only fifty-one years old and they were almost the same age.
"He used to fight with many Bomo and was invincible. As a result, his body collapsed and he became like this. Now he has become much more restrained."
"When he said, 'Someone wants Changshun,' what did he mean?"
Liang Daobin thought about it for a moment before saying, "It can mean many things."
"For example?"
Liang Daobin held the coconut high and drank the coconut water, hoping to use the cool coconut water to quench the anxiety in his heart.
Finally, Liang Daobin calmed down and said, "Taoist Master, do you plan to board the ship and return to the Song Dynasty? Or do you plan to stay?"
"If there is a suitable place, Pindao will not want to return to the Song Dynasty."
"Then please listen to me. The state has national laws and families have family rules. The national laws and family rules here are very different from those in the Song Dynasty. I can't explain it in detail at the moment." Liang Daobin said nervously, "In short, if you help me with this, you may be able to help me." If you offend some...people you shouldn't offend, then you won't be suitable to stay."
Yun Kong looked directly into Liang Daobin's panicked eyes and replied: "Saving people means saving people. Are there so many other considerations?"
"Huh?"
"I will only ask one question."
Liang Daobin waited for him to say.
"How to save."
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As night falls on the seaside, Yun Kong sits alone on the beach, facing the woods, with two torches stuck behind him.
The merchant ship was also lit with torches, but the ship's owner Liang Daoqing ordered that no one be allowed to board the deck, and everyone would be active in the merchant ship's cabin tonight.
More importantly, you are absolutely not allowed to look toward the shore.
The two torches behind the clouds cast light on the woods, making the green leaves appear earthy yellow, making them look even more gloomy.
Yun Kong half-closed his eyes, breathed slowly, and concentrated his thoughts, not letting his consciousness waver with the situation.
If the so-called Tandu Mara appears and confuses people's minds, causing them to run into the woods madly, Yun Kong believes that his mind is strong enough not to be deceived by them.
Since Old Boomer said: "He wants more than one," then the best way is to use himself as bait.
No matter what Tandu Mora is, he shouldn't let go of such a huge target as Yunkong easily, right?
There was no sound on the beach, and the merchant ship was also silent. Yun Kong sat there for most of the night without realizing it. The starry sky quietly rotated sixty degrees, and the flame of the torch gradually became weaker. He still sat on the beach, unable to count the time. How long has passed.
Suddenly, a strange whirlwind rolled back, brushed up the sand, wrapped around a torch, and swallowed up the last bit of flame, and the back of Yunkong was immediately half dark.
He opened his eyes alertly, and the whirlwind swallowed up the light of the other torch. The cloud sky fell into darkness, and the dark forest in front of him immediately merged with the night sky.
His pupils suddenly dilated, and then he saw a faint orange light in the forest.
The light may have been there for a long time, but it was so weak that it was obscured by the light of the torch.
The orange light solidified in the air. If you look closely, you will find that it is actually trembling slightly, like someone is holding a lantern.
Yun Kong stared at it with wide eyes, calmly, but felt that the other party was also observing him.
Suddenly, the orange lights began to move quietly, slowly walking out of the forest, sneaking and staggering closer to the sky.
Yunkong's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. He looked out through his half-closed eyes and saw a figure approaching him furtively.
The figure was only as tall as a ten-year-old child, but his head was disproportionately large to his body. He walked slowly, as if he was worried that the heavy head would cause him to lose his center of gravity and fall.
When he was about to approach Yun Kong, he suddenly stopped and looked left and right hesitantly. Yunkong guessed that he was wary, so he closed his mind and blocked his thoughts. If the other party was a spirit that could read people's hearts, they would mistakenly think that he was a dead tree.
The thing was stunned for a moment and continued to move closer to Yunkong.
Yun Kong could see his face clearly.
He was indeed holding a lantern, to be precise, it was a round light. Under the faint orange light, his face was extremely ugly, with a big nose occupying the center of his face, and his eyes protruding like shrimp eyes. He has a wide grinning mouth, long messy hair shawling his shoulders, and thick body hair all over his body, emitting the sour body odor of a beast.
He approached Yunkong, a pair of black shrimp eyes close to Yunkong, observing his half-closed eyes, trying to confirm whether he was alive.
His breath hit Yunkong's face, and the thick animal smell penetrated into Yunkong's nose. The stench was so bad that Yunkong finally couldn't hold it back anymore, frowning and opening his eyes.
The monster screamed: "Hu!" and quickly jumped back, ran for a short distance, and then turned back to face Yunkong.
Yunkong felt that the other party was waiting, so he stretched his legs that had been sitting cross-legged for too long, massaged his calves first, and then slowly stood up.
The monster carefully retreated into the forest and stayed at the edge of the forest. Its figure disappeared into the shadow of the trees. Only the dim round light of his lantern could be seen, as if it was waiting for the clouds to come towards him.
Yun Kong picked up the yellow cloth bag, inserted the peach wood sword on his left waist, tied the bronze mirror on his right waist, and started walking towards the forest.
When the big-headed monster saw him coming, he retreated into the forest.
The woods were darker than the night outside. The orange-yellow light waited for the clouds to get closer, then went deeper, and then continued to wait for the clouds to get closer, as if to guide the way for the clouds.
The big-headed monster's lantern swayed, guiding him through the woods, but the light was too dim and sometimes obscured by trees. Yun Kong was afraid of losing it, so he had to follow him closely.
Yun Kong secretly wondered: "Is he Tandu Moluo?" I remember that at that time, Changshun ran towards the forest desperately, but at this moment, he did not feel the excitement and excitement of being attracted by the monster.
"Did I make a mistake?" He couldn't help but question.
This child-like big-headed monster behaves cautiously and is very shy. It doesn't look like he is actively trying to trick him.
Yun Kong followed the big-headed monster step by step deep into the forest, feeling no ill intentions on his part.
This forest was eerily quiet during the day, but now it is even quieter than during the day. Even the leaves crushed under the feet are quiet. The air seems to be solidified, like a foreign land enclosed by a barrier. There is no wind and the thick water vapor condenses. It turned into mist and wetted the cloud sky.
At this time, Yun Kong realized that when the merchant ship was sailing at sea, the ocean was warm at night, but it was another story on land. The land was hot during the day, but it was as cold as early autumn at night, and it was even more so in this humid forest. At the end of autumn, the cold penetrates to the bones.
