On the forest path going down the mountain, mud was flying everywhere. Inside the speeding jeep, a man said "Hit it!" The man driving the car stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine roared. The Toad Taoist priest in a gold-thread robe looked at the car whizzing past his head and his mouth twitched twice.
"That woman... couldn't she stop and fight me? Do you have any martial ethics?"
The speeding car passed by the toad's eye, and the jeep stepped on the accelerator and ran straight towards the Taoist priest in front. Sun Yingxian, with his sleeves behind his back, looked up at the night sky between the dense branches, his short beard under his chin caressing in the wind. He listened to the roaring buzzing sound, squinted his eyes, and spoke in a neutral and majestic voice.
"I have experienced thousands of years, sitting in a cave, protecting thousands of Chinese people. You youngsters, you should have heard of me..." The last part of his sentence, 'You should have heard of my name', changed abruptly when he heard the roar of a car approaching. He turned around, his eyes were full of dazzling light, and he quickly raised his hands and waved twice, saying "Hey hey... stop, stop, stop! I am here to reason..."
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, there was a crash. The front of the car dented and the body of the car shook violently. It sped along the muddy road and gradually went away.
The flying mud fell to the ground with a thud. A toad wearing a golden robe and flippers on its back walked past the figure lying on the ground with gloomy eyes. "These mortals don't even have eyes for me or a little Taoist like you."
On one side, a big figure stuck in the mud suddenly raised one hand, grabbed the back of his head, lifted his face from the ground by his Taoist bun, and spat out the mud.
"So, Lao Lu's way is not suitable for us."
Toad glanced at the Taoist who stood up and brushed off the mud on his robe with his cold eyes, "You said something that I like to hear."
Step on
The old donkey behind was running towards them excitedly, holding a piece of the car door in its mouth and swinging it back and forth. Old Sun grabbed the Toad Taoist and jumped onto the donkey's back. Suddenly, a magic talisman appeared between his fingers, and he stuck it on the old donkey's buttocks.
"Chase!"
However, the pursuit's aura appeared and disappeared, as if it was obscured by something. As a result, Sun Yingxian and Toad Taoist, who were chasing behind, could not be sure of the other party's direction. They had to slow down a little and continue the pursuit after confirming it.
More than 20 miles away, the jeep sped all the way from Nasuno, added spare diesel halfway, and drove onto the winding mountain road. The burly man sitting in the back seat looked back, threw the special signal jammer in his hand to the Eastern European woman next to him, took the communicator from the other party, tuned into the docking channel and put it to his mouth.
"Yamada Jiu, I've already got what you want. If you can't give Shengqi what he wants, I'll kill you first."
There was a slight rustling sound in the communicator, and a voice with an island accent came from the other end.
"You'd better hurry up, sir. If the auspicious time passes, the transaction will be invalid."
Amidst the noise of the sand…, the call was disconnected. The man in the back seat crushed the communicator and tilted his head to look at the woman beside him. "How far is he from here?"
"It's pretty fast, Captain, do you need a break?"
The man shook his head, closed his eyes and fell silent. He didn't want to talk much. Now that he had calmed down, his mind was buzzing with confusion. What he saw tonight was like discovering a new side to the world that he had been numb to before. His cognition was greatly overturned. He originally thought that the legendary creatures imagined by the islanders actually existed, and there were even people dressed as Taoist priests.
"I feel like I'm living in a novel. Acting in a fantasy TV series... then..."
He suddenly opened his eyes and thought of Yamadajima who had called him with the chip, "… What is he going to do with these? Research new species? Or is he planning something else?"
The thought flashed through my mind as the speeding jeep went around the bend, turned into the woods on one side, and headed back onto the rugged mountain road. Due to the heavy rain in the mountains, the road was muddy and slippery, and the potholes were filled with muddy water, which splashed when the wheels rolled over it. Before passing through the woods, the jeep got stuck in a mud pit halfway and skidded wildly. Even if I got off the car and pushed it, it was difficult to find a support point on the muddy road, and I slid backwards as soon as I exerted force with my feet.
"Walk there."
The man took out a map and an electronic navigation device. The destination marked on them was not far from him. Everyone followed him with weapons in hand, forming a tactical formation and trudging cautiously through the muddy ground.
According to the agreed time, half an hour before midnight, we arrived at the place marked with the name Gaozhichuan on the map. The surrounding hills were continuous, and occasionally a corner of an ancient building could be seen emerging from the mountain mud. The weathered bricks and walls on the fallen mud slopes told the group of people that there were traces of human activities here in the distant past.
The cold moonlight in the night sky gradually disappears behind the clouds.
There was a flashlight flickering on the mountainside in the distance, as if it knew there was a group of people down the mountain. It shone it this way, shaking the light. The curvy Eastern European woman looked over there and whispered, "Captain, is that them?"
The silent man raised his face, then lowered his gaze, and walked towards the mountain road on the hill. The others followed behind vigilantly with guns in hand, observing the surrounding plants and trees. Soon, the light on the mountainside became brighter, illuminating a strong man with an oriental face pushing a wheelchair. The old man on the upper floor watched the figure coming up step by step, his cloudy eyes becoming brighter, especially when he saw the burly man taking out a T-shaped thing from his arms. The old man supported himself with the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, as if he had a second spring, his tone and expression were quite excited.
"Give it to me, quick!"
As he spoke, he tilted his head towards the bodyguard behind him. The latter nodded in understanding, took out a box, opened it, took out another small mechanical box, and handed it to the mercenary leader opposite.
The man looked at the square mechanical box and asked the bodyguard to open it. He looked inside and saw a thumb-sized chip lying quietly inside. A smile appeared on his slightly stubbled lips. He then threw the thing in his hand to the wheelchair. It passed the track and was caught by the old man with both hands. He touched the cold special test tube on it with care.
Looking at the approximately five milliliters of blood inside, Yamada Hao put it to his lips and kissed it in fascination. He seemed to be able to feel that the blood inside contained a huge amount of spiritual power. He reluctantly moved his eyes away, and the group of people who were in Qi nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you are indeed efficient in doing things, and this is as good as me, the Showa men."
After saying that, the old man covered the tube of nine-tailed fox's blood and asked the bodyguard to push him away. As the wheelchair turned, a big hand reached out from the side and grabbed the old man's hand that was pressing on the armrest.
They pulled him out of the wheelchair and instantly lifted Yamada Jiu into the air, shocking the big man who was still pushing the wheelchair. When he reacted, several guns were pointed at him. The Eastern European woman put the gun to his forehead with both hands, and confronted the more than ten bodyguards of the old man from the island with the rest of the team.
"Whoever dares to move will be killed first!"