Chapter 938

The library of Taj CAMA is very dark, comparable to that of Azeroth's evil magicians.

In the center is a table with a lamp and some books, a banana and a bag of French fries. The yellow light on the top of the head makes the library not dark.

The footsteps of the two men were very clear.

"Shendun Bureau attaches great importance to yesterday's event, and has sent fighters and special personnel to investigate. I don't know if the Avengers alliance is involved, but at least one satellite is targeting here. There is an elite force on the way, and the entire camera and mobile phone of Kathmandu will be monitored by them. " "I didn't expect the avalanche would cause such a big impact before, otherwise it would not happen," master Gu walked calmly

"It's all my fault." Anyang said.

"I have a responsibility, too."

"It doesn't matter. If they want to find it, let them find it. Avoiding can't solve the problem."

"Commander Nick Frey sent me a message yesterday asking if I knew anything about yesterday. You know that this is almost my base camp..." Master Gu Yi stopped and faced him calmly, "I'm sorry."

Anyang said lightly, "just don't be embarrassed."

"I haven't heard back from him yet, but I won't lie to them, so I'll ask you to get up early in the morning and take the eye of the argomo, and then you can go." Gu yimage went to the center of the library and crossed the table in the center. "Maybe for the destructive power you showed yesterday, the avenger alliance will not pose much threat to you, but you should not ignore that each of them has their own talents, and the significance of being together is extraordinary, which may be unexpected to you."

Anyang saw a copper platform behind the table with her figure. There was a copper amulet with an eye shape and a chain of ancient copper color on it.

Master Gu Yi held the amulet and raised it with a little force.

"The power of the eye of the argomo is extraordinary. I haven't discovered all its functions after I got it for so many years. I also know that there is a big devil stronger than domam who is coveting it. I hope you can guard it well."

"I feel its power."

Anyang took over the old amulet.

It seems to have been born for some years, which is heavier than the imagination. From the bronze shell, there are still hidden energy fluctuations, but it is very natural.

The ancient mage looked at him and said, "there is a magic set by me on it. It needs a special spell to open it, but I think it's hard for you."

Anyang also said, "thank you very much."

"I said last night that we should continue to communicate today. It seems that we can only wait for the next time." Master Gu held his hands in front of him. "Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"No more."

Anyang instantly put away the eyes of the Argo motorcycle, glanced at the books on the bookshelf, and began to walk out.

Gu yimage also followed him to the door and watched his figure soar to the sky. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sky.

China, Tibet, at the foot of Mount Gangrenboqi.

The temperature of autumn on the plateau is very low, but the light temperature is still very high. If there is no protective measures, the extremely strong ultraviolet rays can make people's skin dark and red, making you hot and painful in the cold temperature!

People came and went by the side of the road. Anyang was lying on a reclining chair in front of a teahouse, wrapped in thick clothes, closed his eyes, and basking in the sun leisurely.

There are tourists of all colors wearing a suit to walk on the road in front of him. They look up to see Gangrenboqi and occasionally Anyang. There are also Tibetan believers with luggage tents kneeling all the way to the gambol. They often have to travel thousands of kilometers of mountains and rivers in this way, lasting several months or even a year, kneeling all the way to the holy place of pilgrimage in their hearts.

Anyang has been squinting his eyes, his face is not covered with a headscarf, and his skin color is white and crystal in the extremely hot sun.

Passers-by occasionally glanced at him, wondering how his skin could be so good or how dare he expose his skin directly to the hot sun thousands of meters above sea level.

But he closed his eyes from the beginning to the end, ignoring the eyes, laughter and conversation of passers-by.

Gangrenboqi is one of the four sacred mountains of Tibetan Buddhism. The mountain is steep and magnificent. Every year, a large number of tourists are attracted to visit the mountain. Every birthday of the mountain is worshipped by countless devout believers from thousands of kilometers away. The mountain is even more mysterious than Everest, and no one has ever climbed it.

Because it is a Buddhist holy mountain, climbing is forbidden.

Before long, a middle-aged guide came to Anyang and looked at him carefully. He said in Mandarin with an obvious northern accent: "Hey, boy, the ultraviolet here is very strong. Aren't you afraid to burn your face in the sun?"

Anyang lightly opened his eyes and said, "it's not bad to sun."

"Then you will know that this place doesn't work even with sunscreen." The middle-aged guide smiled, then waved his flag across Anyang to the teahouse behind him.

"A bottle of mineral water..."Behind him is a group of tourists, mostly young people, who dare not come to such places to struggle.

A girl is tall, about 1.75 meters. She is wearing a red submachine suit and black tights, a hat and a mask. She also bought a bottle of mineral water.

She went to the door of the teahouse, took off her mask and showed a pretty sweet face.

With a grunt, the girl first took a sip of water, then got up and took out the card camera on her neck. She took two pictures of the distant snow mountain scenery, then squatted down again, just beside Anyang.

She touched a ham sausage and turned to Anyang: "Hello, man, where are you from? How long have you been here? "

Anyang opened his eyes slightly and didn't speak.

This is the tenth person trying to talk to him. The young people on the journey seem to be very open.

Gradually, the group of tourists also left.

The weather on the plateau is like the mother-in-law's face. It changes as soon as it changes.

Just now, the sky is still blue and the clouds are clear. The sun is shining so hard that people can't open their eyes. A dark cloud comes over and snowflakes fall in an instant.

"It's snowing!"

"Are we still going?"

"Let's go. What are you afraid of in a suit?"

“……”

Similar sounds are coming in my ears.

The wind began to rise on the mountain. It was bone chilling. A few snowflakes fell on Anyang's face, which made Anyang excited.

He opened his eyes, took out a pendant from his arms and put it in front of his eyes. On the solid copper chain, there was an eye shaped amulet, about the size of three fingers side by side.

Anyang remembers that in Dr. strangeness's hands, it can emit a dazzling ray, through which Dr. strangeness can see through the camouflage, dispel the illusion, summon the image of the past, and track it.

However, as far as his two-day research is concerned, the role of time gem is reflected in a very micro place

In a flash, he put the eye of the Argo motorcycle into his pocket. Anyang got up from the reclining chair and glanced in front of his eyes.

A group of Tibetan believers are marching towards Gangrenboqi.

There were about ten of them. They were ragged and covered with dirt and dirt. An elderly man turned the wheel to read the Sutra in a low voice and led the way. Behind them, both men and women closed their hands for 11 times every three or two steps. They knelt down and kowtowed devoutly every seven or eight steps. They would lie on the ground completely and lift their hands together over their heads.

There were snowflakes in the sky, which made their fur and cloth covered with snow white.

Because every day they have to constantly ambush the ground. In front of them is a piece of hard fur, and on their hands are wooden boards, but the fur is almost worn out. Only the crisp sound of wooden boards when their hands are in ten is reverberating in the wind and snow on the plateau.

There is only faith in this world. It's rain or shine.

Anyang sipped and stood watching.

Although he has seen many similar events in the past two days, he still admires these devout believers.

In fact, no matter what you do, even if what you are engaged in is a very bitter thing, as long as you have firm faith, as long as you can keep going forward, you will always be happier than those who live in ignorance.

Just lying here for so long, he has read the whole story of Thor 2. Now he decides to go to London.

Looking up at the dusk above my eyes, it is different from the dark clouds in the peaceful land. At such a high altitude, the clouds are very close to people, and even there will be a clear sky around a mountain, but a cloud like a hood just covers the mountain. So it's rare to see very high and dark clouds standing here. The dark clouds are on the top of the head. Even the scattered clouds will spread to the ground. The condensation of snowflakes and raindrops is not high above the head.

All over the place, there are strong winds and fog. The dark and the light on the top of the head make up the clear abstract painting.

Anyang took a breath and waved to the sky.

"Boom!"

The innate power suddenly surged out.

The clouds in the sky, like a set of inverted films, spread quickly and the bright light came back.

The Tibetan believers who were worshiping were stunned. They kept their hands together and looked at the top of their heads. Suddenly they recited the words of gratitude to the Buddha loudly and fell to their knees.

Only the owner of the teahouse and a few tourists who are drinking buttered tea in the teahouse saw Anyang's action. When they were thinking about whether it was a miracle or a coincidence, Anyang's figure disappeared at the door in a flash!

"Oh! Buddha shows his spirit! "

The teahouse owner fell on his knees.

London, London City.

It's as modern as New York City. No one knows that today, it welcomes tourists from a different world.

Anyang stands on the clouds several kilometers high, overlooking the city with the world economy.

He knew that there was an intersection between the divine realm and the earth, especially under the influence of real gems. The place where Bohr buried it had already had an intersection with the earth, which was in London."Soon Go ahead. "

Anyang throws out countless balls with a wave of hands. The ball flies into the air and immediately opens the micro propeller to fly down.

But he didn't think it was enough. He immediately closed his eyes and cast the magic, gathering a white and translucent shadow, which was floating silently around him like a ghost.

"All right!"

"Looking for a place where space is chaotic and gravity is reversed!"

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