Chapter 170

The strange old Ma Fu was carrying a group of young men and women with good temperament on the dirt road. The speed is very slow, but the people on the bus are not angry. Let's consider it a poor tour. Anyway, in the evening, they will run into the mountains and forests and speed up their progress.

The sun unknowingly fell to the west, half of her body disappeared in the mountain stream, and the afterglow sprinkled on the dirt road. A woman in humble clothes stood outside a bush on the road. Seeing them coming from a distance, he jumped up and waved.

"Hard work, hard work!" the driver of the carriage has been replaced by Xiao Yang. After all, he always depends on the back of the car. He himself feels a little embarrassed, although Li Jia always laughs at such a small thing that he does more than others.

Lin Ling smiled at him, jumped lightly, and jumped into the middle of the carriage.

"What's the situation ahead?" Li Jia gave her a bottle of water for her. She didn't see her all day. The water and food she brought with her had already been consumed.

Lin Ling tied the water bottle and took a sip. When she lowered her head, there were already a pile of biscuits in front of her. Looking down her hand, Leah was smiling.

"Thank you..." took the thing and tore it quickly. "There is a village in front. The village has a highway, but it's easy for me to be suspected when a stranger goes in, so I just stood in the sky and scanned it with a telescope."

Zhuling pondered for a while and said faintly, "it's easy to be suspected when a person goes in. If a group of people go in, they should be able to believe what they say. They are anxious to travel these days. Everyone is tired. Let's have a night's rest in the village today. In addition, we can supply water and food!"

Zhuling is the only one of them who has rich combat experience in the southeast continent. Li Jia and Xiao Yang naturally have nothing to say.

……

The old carriage took the people to the front of the village, and they got out of the car. At this time, curious villagers gathered around. It was just evening. The farm work was almost busy. The farmers working in the fields were also coming to the entrance of the village, so gradually more people gathered around.

People are looked at like monkeys. They are looked at by people of the same kind. They always have some hair in their hearts. Especially Leah, blonde hair and blue eyes, pointed more eyes.

A dark skinned man looked at a very capable man, pushed away the crowd, walked up to the crowd and whispered a bird.

Honglian is the only one in the team who can speak Burmese. At the moment, she naturally stands in front of the crowd and talks with each other.

Leah hid behind Xiao Yang and tried to keep her strange body away from those eyes.

Because of his status as a monk, Zhukong is the leader of the Taoist team arranged at the moment.

"That's the steward of the village. He's asking us what we do?"

Honglian translates the dialogue to Qingfeng, and then Qingfeng translates it to Zhuling.

Zhuling nodded slightly, took a step forward and gave a Buddhist ceremony to the seemingly capable man. Buddhism is a national religion in Myanmar, and everyone was afraid. Some of the villagers have a funny face. People like scoundrels dare not be too rude when they see a monk standing in front of the team.

At this moment, I saw Zhuling perform the Buddha ceremony. In addition, although Zhuling didn't wear monk clothes, the Buddhist temperament was there, and I thought it was an eminent monk.

The villagers around the besieged city bowed their heads and saluted Zhuling.

This is the of religion

An inexplicable shock struck Xiao Yang.

"Tell him that I took these foreigners to look for mines in the distant mountains. I passed by here on the way. Because it was dark, all wanted to stay. Of course, we would satisfy them with the price." Zhu Ling said to Qingfeng.

The green bee turned and whispered to the red lotus for a while.

Then, honglianbian passed the word to the steward.

Looking for a mine is a good excuse, especially when people are carrying a lot of luggage. The excuse for traveling has long been used up. It's estimated that someone will question it soon. The remaining half, although they have a good temperament, they don't believe the clothes they wear.

Recently, the awareness of environmental protection is very hot. Zhuling doesn't dare to die. He only says that he is going to look for minerals in distant mountains. Villagers have a strong sense of territory. They don't want to take care of other people's affairs. Don't take care of mine! So, as long as it's overnight, there should be no problem.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man slowly eased down and whispered to Honglian.

Honglian shook her head and repeated one side with difficulty, but it seemed that the repeated information was not right. The middle-aged man spoke more slowly.

"Deep mountains and dense forests, ten miles of different sounds... It's difficult for Honglian to understand!" Li Jia turned back and whispered a smile at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes. "You go up, do you understand?"

Li Jia is not only a person with the ability of gravity control, but also a learning bully. The Burmese language can barely reach the point of communication. However, if the other party speaks a local accent, it is estimated that he will be blind.

Li Jia shook her head reluctantly. "I learned the official language, mostly memorizing hard words. I haven't seen the history here, and I don't understand the culture. If they use a local accent, they can't guess!"

After two or three conversations, the red lotus over there finally confirmed it. After a long loss, she turned and muttered to the green bee.

The green bee turned back, but Zhuling waved his hand, "tell them, I understand Dai."

Li Jia lowered her head and said in a low voice, "he pretended. In fact, he understood Burmese. He just pretended there."

Xiao Yang twitched at the corner of his mouth. He thought that the expert was too cautious. Even the villagers were on guard

The green bee over there came up and pointed to the middle-aged steward's position and said, "he said, we can go in and have a rest for one night. There is a special house for outsiders in the village, which is not free. In addition, we can't go in the temple in the village, otherwise we will be killed by the villagers, and he won't save us."

"Temple?" Xiao Yang frowned.

Li Jia said, "Oh," where there are collective religious beliefs, there are similar places. They are probably places for worship, and there is nothing to see. "

Zhuling over there seemed to have the same view as Li Jia. He whispered to Honglian, but Nian took a step back.

Honglian turned and translated. The middle-aged man immediately showed a happy face, and then began to wave to the surrounding villagers and roar. Looking at that, he was a little saying, "what are you looking at? Go home for dinner. It's dark!"

The onlookers of the villagers immediately dispersed, leaving only some wild boy like children chirping nearby.

Xiao Yang smiled. The atmosphere of the village here is similar to that of China.

……

The living place is arranged in an independent wooden structure room in the southeast of the village. The lower part of the room is supported by four or five big trees, like hanging in the air. There are four guest rooms in it, and now they are all covered by Xiao Yang.

After three or four days of walking in the valley, mud road and jungle, he finally came to Myanmar from Dai language. He finally bought his old carriage with a poor language vendor with a lot of cash. The owner is still very reluctant. It is estimated that he has feelings with the old horse. However, after finally adding a pile of cash, the Hawker's eyes suddenly lit up, and his reluctant performance had been thrown thousands of miles away.

All the way with the squeaky carriage rocking on the mud road, although I have some enjoyment, the occasional strong wind and the dust on the road still make people crazy.

Now it's not easy to have the pleasure that money can make him go out. Naturally, Xiao Yang is willing to hit him in the face.

The five women were divided into three rooms. At the moment, they were also washing in the room and changing clothes full of mud.

The saved room was naturally left to three big men. They looked at each other with a bitter smile, but there was no superfluous look.

"Who takes a bath first?" Xiao Yang asked.

Li Jia went to the backpack and opened the zipper. "I'll study the map and wash it later..."

Zhuling looked at him hungry. "I'll arrange defensive things. This place makes me feel very unsafe. I have to take turns on duty at night..."

Xiao Yang shrugged and took out a change of pajamas from his backpack.

"I used to laugh at brother Xiao Yang, but now I'm a little envious." Li Jia smiled and said.

Zhuling looked at it and nodded.

Xiao Yang shrugged. He probably knew they were talking about taking pajamas, but he didn't decide what to take out. Laugh if you like!

"Brother is professional, let you know sooner or later!" Xiao Yang opened the door of the bathroom, and the sound of running water came out.

Zhuling took out a small purple bag in her arms and walked out of the door.

Li Jia was stunned, frowned, and said to herself, "it's so dangerous today. You need to use this thing?"

……

When Xiao Yang came out of the bathroom comfortably, Zhuling had finished arranging his defense devices, gathered with Li Jia to the table and occasionally whispered something.

Xiao Yang leaned over and stared. The map on the table was just a mountain trend map drawn with black pen and ink, but those black lines were moving.

The lines twisted for a while, turning the map into a mess, and then gradually became clear. When it stabilized, Xiao Yang fixed his eyes again. The map actually became the route map of the carriage these days. However, years later, there was a clear landmark in the middle of the map, which was the village.

"This... What map is this?" Xiao Yang asked, pointing to the things on the table.

"Huh?"

Li Jia looked up, tired of eyes, then smiled and said, "Longhu Mountain specialty, spiritual painting, you should know the little Taoist named Zishan. What she painted is spiritual painting."

Xiao Yang opened his mouth. "I've seen the painting of Zishan. It's so complicated!"

In Xiao Yang's eyes, the painting of Zishan painting is already very magical. Painting fire really makes fire and painting ghosts really has ghosts. Draw a tempered glass and stick it on the glass. The hardness is really strong. But the so-called "spiritual painting" in front of us is obviously more than one level higher than Zishan.

"Oh... This is painted by Taoist priest Leshan. Taoist nun Zishan is young and her accomplishments are not enough. It may be difficult to draw things at this level..." Li Jia explained with a smile.

Leshan?

Xiao Yang scratched his head. Unexpectedly, the seemingly ordinary old man was so powerful.

"Speaking of this..." Li Jia was short of eyes and said with a narrow smile: "this is the gift I got as No. 12 on the Hualing list the year before last..."