Chapter 536

Name:The Martial Son-in-law Author:姒念
The Himalayas, starting from Kashmir in the West and reaching the Yarlung Zangbo River in the East, have a total length of nearly 2500 km. It is also across China, India, Nepal, Bhutan, Pakistan and other five countries, facing the Kunlun Mountains, crossing the Kunlun Mountains, and then passing the death basin, which is the Tianshan mountains that Zhang Chu and others have set foot in.

There are many routes into the Himalayas.

Whether it's flying to Bangladesh for a short stop, then it's going to India, or ancient India, into the Himalayas.

Or from Nepal or Pakistan, you can finally enter the Himalayas.

But entering and climbing are two different things. After all, this is the ridge of the world and the forbidden area of life. If you rush into this forbidden area without complete preparation, you will be frozen into ice hockey.

After the experience of countless climbers, the best route is from Nepal. But for Zhang Chu and others, this route is just too cumbersome and time-consuming. Entering the Himalayas from home has become the first choice. In addition to the dangerous terrain, bad weather, and "high cost" factors, the "back" of the Himalayas is more sparsely populated, which is an advantage for the monks.

At least, no clan wants to be crowded with "mortals.".

Ordinary people go to the Himalayas mainly for tourism and to appreciate the magnificent scenery of the roof of the world, so they gather in the "Himalayan base camp".

Naturally, the practitioners want to avoid the gathering area of mortals.

This small village, located at the foot of the Himalayas, has a history of hundreds of years, but has never been disturbed by tour groups. It has become the first choice for monks to set foot in the forbidden area.

According to Chinese architectural custom, the village still faces south.

In this way, we are facing the magnificent Himalayan barrier. Standing at the entrance of the village, we can have a panoramic view of this natural miracle.

The scale of the village is small, and there are only a dozen families.

However, this is the only way for practitioners to go to the forbidden area, which is equivalent to the "Himalayan base camp" of the spiritual world. Therefore, there are all kinds of hotels, restaurants and other places in the village. All kinds of wooden and soil buildings are well arranged. The landmark building is a three story earthen building. It is as simple as it is. It is exposed to the wind and sunshine all the year round. Many walls have peeled off, and the wooden beams and ramming grass inside are completely exposed, as if it could be blown down in a gust of wind.

However, such a dangerous building is a restaurant with integrated services of catering, accommodation, bathing and entertainment.

On the two very retro black wooden doors, there is a plaque with the word "Longlou" written on it. The vigorous and powerful strokes add some momentum to this poor restaurant.

At this moment, the small village is already overcrowded.

All kinds of vehicles are parked in the open space outside the village, mainly off-road vehicles and vans. There are at least hundreds of them by visual inspection.

At night, the whole village was full of lights and voices.

The practitioners, who take "zongmen" as their unit, travel around the village together, and sometimes burst into a roar and curse.

Zhang Chu and his party had no sooner entered the village than a monk flew in front of them. He fell on the ground and swallowed his breath.

Looking forward, the two sects are fighting fiercely. More than a dozen corpses have been thrown on the ground. The war is still expanding.

According to the practitioners nearby, the cause of the fight was to fight for "accommodation rooms.".

Around the practitioners, this kind of fight has been no surprise, in twos and threes together, playfully watching.

"Fight!"

"Hey, hey, hey, who's the first to know who's the bastard."

"In this place where the birds don't shit, I'm having a pain in my spare time. Suddenly, there's an entertainment program. It's refreshing."

One after another, the two clans fought fiercely and blood splashed.

Zhang Chu's four are new comers. They are not familiar with the place of life. Naturally, they will not intervene rashly. Instead, they will stand aside and watch the changes.

It is estimated that this place is more tragic than Tianshan Mountain. Qin Sitong is shocked and sticks to Zhang Chu tightly.

Ruan Zhu was surprised: "brother Chu, why don't they use Gongfa? It's a mess. It's not like a clan fight, it's like a gang fight among gangsters. "

While examining the surrounding environment, Zhang Chu wrote lightly: "it's not that they refuse to use the skill, but that they dare not use it."

"No? Why? " Ruan Zhu was more confused.

"There are only seven of us going to Tianshan to fight for the" three demons and nine sects. ". In this small village, there are no less than 20 religious sects, and even other religious sects keep coming. It is enough to prove that this is the entrance to the plateau. Since it is the gateway to the secret world, every plant and tree here is under the jurisdiction of the hermit sect. No secular sect dares to destroy every brick and tile here. "

"So it is." Ruan Zhu suddenly realized that Zhang Chu's eyes worshipped him more: "brother Chu, you know so much."

Zhang Chu laughs, disapproving.

I saw that the two sects had come to the end together.

At this juncture, a Jiaohe came from the gate of Longlou.

"Stop it, or you'll all go!"

The monk, who had already killed his red eyes, was stifled by the sharp voice of the woman.

Although they were breathing heavily and their eyes were red, no one dared to cross the thunder pool any more. They just glared at each other fiercely.

The powerful woman stood at the gate of the Dragon Tower, with her hands akimbo, and looked at the dead body angrily: "a group of animals! What do you think of this place? The ground has been soiled by you. Lick it for me, or get out of the village immediately! "

The two red eyed clans did not dare to hesitate. They quickly cleaned the battlefield and dragged away the corpses of their clans. Finally, they took a broom and swept back the blood on the ground.

The woman's fierce eyes relaxed slightly. She pinched her waist with her left hand and pointed to the two patriarchs with her right hand: "take care of your dog! Or I'll discipline you! "

The woman is about 30 years old, wearing a pink coat, sky blue jeans, brown boots and a dirty apron. On the head is wearing a pair of braids, messy, also do not know how long did not wash. As for appearance, it's not beautiful, but it's not ugly. It's just a bit dirty, giving people a sense of being dusty.

"What's the origin of this woman? Why are the monks so afraid of her? " Zhang Chu was curious and asked the monk next to him.

The monk suddenly showed a look at the idiot: "where's the bumpkin?"