Time passed by every minute and every second.
The sun sets.
The night gradually darkened.
However, before dark, out of prudence, Fang Zheng called Haina and the others over.
"Your injuries are almost healed. Before it gets dark, you all leave this world under the grave. Next, I will start looking for a way into the mountain. If there is an emergency later, I may not have time to take care of you. It's up to you." Fangzheng told Haina and the others to leave here first.
"If I don't find my way into the mountain, I'll go out and find you."
"If I didn't go out to look for you, it means that I have already entered the mountain, or I have encountered something temporarily and cannot take care of you, but no matter what the result is, you should not come in again."
"If I haven't gone out to look for you after half a day, it means that the situation here is too complicated for you to stay any longer. You should leave quickly. The blessed land is so big. There are not only this one opportunity, but many more opportunities waiting for you to explore. .”
Fangzheng carefully instructed them one by one.
Haina and the others looked anxious and were about to speak, but Fangzheng interrupted them without waiting for them to speak.
Fangzheng looked at Reed and the others: "After you get out, whether you live or die depends on how Heiner and the others deal with you. As long as they are willing to let you go, you can regain your freedom."
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When Fangzheng quietly sent Haina and the others away and returned to the village, night fell again.
With the help of the thick night, a group of people quietly approached the place where Fangzheng lived.
The number of people in this team was about fourteen, five or six, and they all covered their faces with clothes to hide their identities. Led by a leader, they got closer and closer to where Fang Zheng lived.
Until a few meters away, these people lurked quietly.
Then these people started muttering, hearing that the accent was from Southeast Asia, but it was not Siamese, but the language of Annan Kingdom.
"Are you sure those Siamese live here?" asked the leader.
"That's right, according to the information I got, those Siamese live here. As locals, those Siamese must know the situation in this village. As long as we catch those Siamese, we will definitely be able to find them. The road to the mountain, we will be the first team to enter the mountain!" The tone of the men was excited and eager to try.
Then, he said in a disdainful tone: "Those people are really stupid. The Siamese live here and they don't even come to arrest them. If I hadn't overheard someone talking about these Siamese, we would have missed it." Great luck this time!"
"Boss, shall we rush in and arrest people?"
After the words fell, the other masked people began to look at the leader.
These masked people are all newcomers who just came in today. They have never seen how Fangzheng became famous that day, so they all treat Fangzheng as a soft persimmon.
While speaking, these masked men began to take out something.
It was an amber stone.
And in the amber stone, there is a pale human eye with eyelids sealed.
It turned out that these Annan people were from the same organization as the Annan people who had been wiped out by the Fangzheng group.
When they first arrived, they dared to make up Fang Zheng's idea because they had "ghost eyes" in their hands! If they hadn't met Fang Zheng at the beginning, these Annan people would have wiped out the Western practitioners and occupied the Baifo Temple.
It was precisely because the group of people were wiped out at the beginning, and no one escaped, so the large army that came behind, out of caution, switched to another Buddhist temple to attack.
Just to enter the blessed land, you need to go to the amulet to avoid the restriction in the passage. The number of amulets is limited. In addition, who would have thought that once you enter the blessed land, there will be a ghost lake and a ghost temple. There are only so few people left.
For them, this blessed land was a heavy loss, so they wanted to make a big move in the blessed land and plunder more cultivation resources to make up for this loss.
This is how the current scene came about.
This group of Annan people, who were a little anxious to jump over the wall, took Fangzheng's idea here.
It's just that they have calculated everything and tried to avoid Fang Zheng outside, but after entering the blessed land, they took the initiative to provoke Fang Zheng.
It can only be said that good luck tricks people.
Translated into vernacular is, no zuo no die.
Facing the longing gazes from a group of subordinates, the leader did not immediately order the prisoners, but was thinking.
In fact, he also sensed a little conspiracy.
Why are so many forces refusing to touch the Siamese? Could it be that they are the only ones who can think that catching the Siamese is equivalent to finding a clue to enter the mountain? Are the others really stupid for not thinking of it
"Huh? Where did the smoke come from? With such a thick smoke, it must be that the houses where the Siamese lived were on fire?" The subordinates exclaimed in a low voice, waking up the leader who was in deep thought. He took the lead to look, Sure enough, there was a lot of thick smoke rising from the room where the target was.
call!
A night wind blew past, and the thick smoke was deflected by the wind. Cough, cough, these Annan people coughed in a low voice.
"Cough cough! Cough cough! The smoke is so choking!"
"What burns so badly, bigger than the smoke from burning wet leaves!"
These Annan people couldn't bear the smell of smoke, and they kept fanning their hands.
But something even stranger happened.
The more they tried to fan them away with their hands, the more they cursed the smoke, the more the thick smoke from the sky blew towards them, as if they were competing with them, making their noses and throats more and more uncomfortable .
"Ahem! I found that I couldn't control my tear ducts, and my eyes kept watering..."
More and more people couldn't stand the smoke and fire, and their eyes were all red like rabbit eyes, and they couldn't stop crying.
Not that they want to cry.
It's really hard for the eyes.
At this moment, one of the subordinates was squatting in the hiding place, his legs were a little numb, and he wanted to support the wall with one hand and wipe his tears with the other hand, but he didn't know if it was because of the strength of the practitioner or the quality of the wall itself. No way, put your hand on the wall, boom!
The whole wall collapsed and fell down. At such a close distance, it was too late for these people to hide. They were directly knocked out by the falling earth wall. The smoke and dust filled the air, and they were covered in dust.
The sudden movement here immediately attracted the attention of other people around.
The leader also knew that his side had been exposed, and planned to leave the place first. As a result, he was about to lead people out of the hiding place when a dead tree trunk was planted at the door of a house nearby. Inexplicably broken.
Although he didn't hit anyone this time, the leader showed a ruthless look.
"This place is weird! We have been exposed, everyone don't hide anymore, let's rush in and grab people as quickly as possible, and then withdraw immediately!"
A group of disheveled masked men were about to kill them, but as soon as they rushed out of the smoke, they saw a man squatting on the courtyard wall of the target's house, looking at them curiously.
The man was holding a stick of incense curling up in his hand.
(end of this chapter)