"Gougou -- Gougou!"

A loud and clear cock call came from the bamboo forest far away.

At dawn, the white cloud that has slowly spread to Xianxia temple in the early hours of the morning, slowly dissipates and drops to the altitude where it should exist.

When the cock crowed for the fifth time, Zhang Dongsheng slowly opened his eyes.

He is still leaning against the big stone, 300 meters above, which is the Holy Land in the eyes of the people of Baodao, Xianxia temple.

After the sun came out, it seemed that the colder wind had blown by, which made him shiver suddenly. All the sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and he thought of something leisurely.

Zhang Dongsheng suddenly thought: late last night, he found a dark figure wearing a strange mask at the gate of Xianxia temple. After a short period of fear (I don't understand how the shadow broke through their defense line and appeared in front of Xianxia temple, so he was afraid), he immediately took people to rush up.

Then, in the eyes of the people of Baodao, Taoist priest Hongchen appeared, with green robes, white hair and white eyebrows, but she had the charming face of Huaxin young woman. When she raised her hand, hundreds of special combat team members felt the comfort from their mother, and they could not help but lay down their weapons and pay homage.

And then, and then, what is it?

Zhang Dongsheng found that he couldn't remember clearly. His last impression was that he was kneeling there, as if he was going to accept the washing from the depths of his soul But when he woke up, he found that he was still where he stood last night, still holding the position of leaning on the big stone.

I fell asleep.

I was asleep.

The shadow you saw last night, all that is just a dream?

Zhang Dongsheng's eyes suddenly jump, slowly looking around: his deputy Xiao Zheng, sitting on his left not far away, his back leaning on the stone, just raised his head from his bent knees, eyes with inexplicable bewilderment.

Around them, dozens of special combat team members, like insects awakened by spring thunder, stood up from their hiding places and looked up at the Xianxia Temple hundreds of meters away.

The lantern in front of the left gate of Xianxia temple has been extinguished. The two mottled gates are as tightly closed as before. The waist deep grass outside the wall is still floating gently with the wind.

Everything was like what Zhang Dongsheng had seen in the seven or eight days before last night, without any change. Even the grass on the plain in front of the gate had no trace of being trampled.

But late last night, Zhang Dongsheng saw a black figure wearing a ferocious mask. He swore that if he met that shadow again in 30 years, he would recognize the black figure wearing a bronze mask even in the dark without any light!

Because that shadow has been deeply branded in his deepest impression. It is a feeling of terror that has never been felt before. It does not need to look at it with eyes. It is just like that even if the Taoist priest of the world of mortals turns into a dirty beggar, Zhang Dongsheng can immediately get rid of her voice full of security and warmth, Judge who she is!

This kind of feeling is very real, and it does exist. But why are we still here, without any trace of action, instead of in front of us?

Zhang Dongsheng remembers very clearly that he stepped on a stone last night while he was waving a gun.

Thinking in his mind, he raised his eyes slowly and fell on a stone: This is a stone larger than his fist, which is part of this huge stone. It is only because of the weathering all the year round, there are cracks with the width of the little finger, which can not stand his trampling, so he was able to trample on it last night.

In fact, the stone was still in the distance, and it didn't look like it had been trampled down at all.

Can we say that last night, I was just dreaming. In fact, nothing happened. I didn't see the black shadow in the mask, nor did I rush to it, let alone see the Taoist priest. This is just my dream?

Zhang Dongsheng thought in a daze, raised his hand to grasp the main stone, a little harder: the stone larger than his fist, slightly shook, but it was not broken off.

From the perspective of mechanics, Zhang Dongsheng's strength is not enough to break the stone from the main body.

The stones haven't changed. It seems that I was dreaming last night.

Just, why is this dream so real that I can't believe it's a dream?

Zhang Dongsheng slowly swings his head to look at the adjutant, and finds that he is also staring at a certain place. His eyes change rapidly. For a moment, he is at a loss, while he is frightened.

Obviously, the adjutant was in a violent struggle - why did he struggle?

Did you have a dream like mine?

And he, he, all of them!

When Zhang Dongsheng looked at all his subordinates and looked at this as if they didn't know the world, a simple command from the summit came from the communication device at the neckline: "wildcat, wild cat, I'm a mountain eagle, I'm a Mountain Eagle! Now listen to my order. The mountain encirclement operation is over. All units immediately withdraw from the mountain and return to the camp... "With the rapid development of individual combat equipment, when carrying out military operations, it is not only the operational commander who can hear the top command, but also all the soldiers.

The order to the summit, like a burst of tonic, more like a bunch of sunshine to blow away the haze, instantly let Zhang Dongsheng and others suddenly sober up and come to life.

"The wild cat has been attacked. The encirclement operation is over. All units will immediately evacuate from the mountain and return to the camp!"

Zhang Dongsheng took the collar in his hand, and after shouting a few words, he waved his hand: "all units, be ready to retreat!"

With Zhang Dongsheng's firm order to retreat, all the special combat team members hiding in the three sides of Xianxia Temple emerged from the trees and grass behind the stones, and began to retreat orderly.

Soon, Zhang Dongsheng and others retreated to the mountainside.

As he passed through a pine forest, Zhang Dongsheng's shoelaces were scattered. When he bent down to tie his shoelaces, Xiao Zheng, an adjutant, approached him and said in a low voice, "Sir, last night I seemed to..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Zhang Dongsheng raised his hand and said, "don't say anything. From nine days ago to now, we have always carried out the order of Shangfeng and accomplished the task excellently without any accidents. Do you understand?"

"Understand!"

Xiaozheng YILENG, then nodded and stood up, looked up to the direction of the mountain top of Xianxia mountain.

The high place of Xianxia mountain under the wanzhang light is shrouded in the light of white fog, just like a misty fairyland, which can't be seen clearly.

Mist in the mountains, will give people a sense of aloofness like a fairyland.

But in the metropolis of Beijing and China, they will be scolded by drivers: the air quality is getting worse and worse.

Once upon a time, in the hearts of the people of Beijing, the white fog with a few wisps of the aura of heaven and earth was already the same kind of haze. I don't know whether it is a kind of sadness.

Gao Fei doesn't care whether white fog will be sad or not, because he has a lot of things to do now, but he has no time to think about such boring problems.

When he came to Beijing this time, he didn't take a plane, and he didn't drive. Instead, he took a motor train.

It takes only two hours to get there from Jinan to Jinghua. It's cheap, fast, safe and convenient.

With him came tie Tu and ye Xinshang.

According to Gao Fei's meaning, he doesn't want them to come - they should go back to Hong Kong and take care of their women, instead of following him to Beijing.

You need to know that Gao Fei is now a synonym for trouble. Now he has basically determined the martial arts of 1973 and was born for him.

Gao Fei didn't know much about the martial arts practitioners in 1973, but he could guess the strength. Otherwise, Zheng Fu would not let Shi Zhongxing die at his wedding in order to force him to fight.

From the moment Shi Zhongxing and others committed suicide and Shen Yinbing ran away, Gao Fei knew that there was no room for maneuver between him and Wudao. The storm he had never experienced would fall from the sky at any time and smash him to pieces.

Especially these days, Gao Fei always has a kind of inexplicable Qi and blood surge.

It was the burning sun Gu in his soul, roaring - this was the situation that he had never seen since he had taken it for his own use: was it not under his control, and why was he extremely upset?

There seems to be only one answer, that is, the burning sun Gu, or to say his certain feeling, has discovered the hidden danger.

But in these days, his life has never been calm, as if the smile on people's faces, even the smile of strangers, seems to be so amiable and full of friendship.

Is this the peace before the war?

Goofy loves the feeling and looks forward to the coming storm.

Because he has been fully prepared, he knows that only by facing some dangers and solving them can he usher in a real peaceful life.

Ye Xinshang and Tietu are determined to follow Gao Fei to Beijing.

He didn't try to dissuade him, let alone tell them how dangerous his situation was, for it would be a blasphemy of brotherhood to say so.

But he had a way to solve the problem, which was to let Tietu two people stay away from this vortex.

It was for their sake that Gao Fei came to Jinghua on the pretext of talking business with some dandies.

Those dandies are agents of Tianya cosmetics.

Tianya group suddenly stopped production in a large area, and the price increased ten times. This is bad news for beauty lovers all over the world, but it is a disaster for these intermediaries.

Just like Zhang Yaoming, back in the normal supply of Tianya group, he got tens of millions of benefits every year, but now - in addition to the complaints of some partners, he still has a lot to worry about.

More than ten days after Tianya group changed its marketing strategy, it's time to talk to these people. Gaofei also believes in the strength behind them. It should also understand the importance of Tianya group to them. It is also necessary to understand that there is no cheap in this world.In fact, there is no need for Gao Fei to take part in the negotiation.

However, when he came to Beijing, on the one hand, he created a reason for Tietu and ye Xinshang to leave, and the other was that he wanted to meet Wang Chen.

He thought that the day before he and Wang Chen saw Du zikang, it was over. But the day before yesterday, he received a call from Chen chuantian.

Chen family, must give him a statement, or say, to give him an answer.

About Wang Chen's answer, about Wang Chen's statement.

Faced with Chen's "invitation", Gao Fei has no reason to refuse. He just wants to give Tietu a chance to leave, so he agrees.

Gao Fei wants to completely calm his mind and rearrange his plans in the near future.

When the train arrived at the station, Gao Fei three people walked out of the station in a low voice, all wearing sunglasses.

"Let's find a place to eat and have a good drink."

Gao Fei stands on the side of the road and looks at the opposite side. Before he raises his feet, a gust of fragrant wind blows from his side.

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