Chapter 138 Meeting an “old friend” in a foreign land

Chapter 138 Meeting an “old friend” in a foreign land

As soon as he finished speaking, the fog swayed and dissipated rapidly. There was no man in feathers and high crown in front of Meng Qi. The boat was still sailing on the lake. Gu Changqing and Zhenhui beside him were still adjusting their breaths and meditating. The boatman behind him was shaking his oars as if they had not changed through the ages. The frequency is extremely high, and it is like a sharp arrow driven by the wind.

Looking at the sparkling lake, Meng Qi really had a feeling that his dream was a reality. It seemed that the encounter with the man in feathers and high crown was just a dream of his. When he woke up from the dream, there was no trace, but the yellow card in his hand was like a dream. The talisman and the complicated and difficult-to-identify patterns on it reminded him that someone had indeed been here just now. They did not alert Gu Changqing and Zhenhui, nor did they make him alert or aware at all.

Such strength is already extraordinary!

"What kind of organization is this..." Meng Qi thought with a frown, and quietly put the talisman in his arms. It's always good to have more escape routes.

Regarding this organization, Meng Qi had some vague guesses. It was most likely the mysterious organization behind Xie Jiugui. After all, this was the only mysterious organization he had come into contact with for the time being. It was impossible for other organizations to pay attention to him for no reason.

"Is Qu Jiuniang also from this organization..." Meng Qi thought of the beautiful proprietress of Hanhai's first house. If she really has the strength of location and belongs to this organization, then the power of this organization is indeed very important. Let a strong location person be the inn. The boss is not an ordinary luxury.

After thinking hard for a while, Meng Qi had no clue, so he had to gather his thoughts and continue to meditate with his eyes closed to regain his energy.

Most of the night passed, Meng Qi recovered some of his strength and was able to fight again. At this time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the bright moon broke through the clouds, casting a clear light, like a dream.

"We're here." The boatman docked the boat on the shore and looked at Meng Qi dully.

Meng Qi heartbrokenly took out the bag that Sui Zhenzui had given him, poured out some of the gems, and handed it to the boatman: "Is that enough?"

It is inconvenient for horse bandits to carry gold and silver, so they always exchange part of their belongings for gems. Therefore, various gems are considered hard currency in the Western Regions and have almost uniform valuation standards. Of course, there will always be differences in this kind of thing, depending on the people in different places. The appraised price will inevitably fluctuate, and Meng Qi can't care less about the situation.

The quality of Shen Zui's gems was better than Zhong Ya She's. The boatman looked at it carefully, counted them, and handed two pieces back to Meng Qi: "There are more."

It's still honest... Meng Qi felt a little better. It was an unexpected windfall anyway, so let's just lose it. He was heartbroken before because his plan didn't change as quickly as it did and he couldn't continue to squander Zhong Yashe's wealth.

"Brother, where are we going? Master is still spreading secrets." When the boatman rowed away, Zhenhui looked at Meng Qi longingly.

Meng Qi had a headache and said, "Junior brother, don't worry. The master is very powerful and has great blessings. He may have defeated the crying old man now. Let's hide in Tanhan for a few days to avoid the limelight, and then inquire about his whereabouts." "

Since the two sides have been fighting hard for more than ten days, Meng Qi believes that there won't be much change for a while, and Shaolin reinforcements are coming. As long as the crying old man is not stupid, he will choose to retreat.

The problem now is how to send the junior brother back to the master without being caught... Meng Qi is very distressed.

Although Zhenhui was a little dazed, she could understand the truth and knew that if her senior brother took the risk to save her, he would definitely cause a storm. It would be very dangerous if he did not avoid the limelight these days, so he nodded and said: "Okay, let's go Greedy Khan.”

After saying that, he looked at Meng Qi with piercing eyes: "Senior brother, when will you attract thunder? Isn't this a means of location shooting?"

Let me go, you just reacted now! Meng Qi looked at the sky speechlessly, thinking that the guy's calm and determined expression before was due to his reflex arc being too long.

Meng Qi suppressed his "disgusted" expression and said "kindly": "Senior brother, I had some adventures when I was being hunted."

"Oh, adventure." Zhenhui's eyes became brighter and brighter. From the experience he gained from listening to stories, traveling in the world will inevitably be accompanied by adventure.

Gu Changqing next to him nodded thoughtfully. It turned out that the thunder was really caused by Xiao Meng. This was almost an outdoor scene. I don't know what kind of adventure it was.

Seeing the curious expressions on their faces, Meng Qi, who hadn't yet figured out how to talk nonsense, could only laugh twice in an attempt to divert attention.

"Xiao Meng, why are you laughing?" Gu Changqing asked doubtfully.

Meng Qi pointed forward and said: "I rescued my junior brother and escaped from the siege of horse bandits. From now on, the sea is wide and the fish can jump, and the sky is high and the birds can fly. Isn't it worth laughing?"

"Haha, it is indeed worth laughing." Gu Changqing consciously completed a heroic act and made good friends who were heroic and courageous. He was also in a happy mood.

Meng Qi suddenly felt that something was wrong. The conversation just now sounded like Cao Mengde. Don't let a group of horse bandits suddenly appear in front of you and block the way, it would not be fun!

He shook his head, got rid of this bad idea, and said with a smile: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go to Hanhai immediately. After today, Hanhai will definitely leave our font name!"

Gu Changqing also smiled and said: "We still don't know what will happen to us, but if this experience of yours, Xiao Meng, spreads, you will definitely be on the list of people and attract the attention of the world."

No matter what method was used, the fact that he was able to kill two masters with perfect nine orifices shows how terrifying Meng Qi is. He will definitely be included in the list of people ranked by combat power. Of course, how high he can be ranked will not be noticed by others. Whether you feel motivated or not and whether you think the challenge is promising is another matter.

I hope I can have a good nickname... Meng Qi thought silently, and the three of them performed Qing Kung Fu and rushed to the edge of the oasis.

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The wind and sand were so violent that it hurt his face. Meng Qi could hardly detect what was happening five feet away even though he could open his eyes and ears.

Less than half a day after leaving Yuhai, the three of them encountered a real sandstorm on their way to Tanhan. The power of the heaven and earth was terrifying, and the wind and sand covered the sky and the sun, as if they were going to bury people.

Dark gold flows around Meng Qi's body, blocking the invasion of wind and sand. Due to the existence of the golden bell, the initial damage caused by the sandstorm has little impact on him, but the symptoms such as water evaporation, dry throat, and difficulty breathing are not the same as the current golden bell. If you can offset it, you can only support it patiently.

Compared to him, Zhenhui and Gu Changqing were even more miserable. They didn't have a golden bell, and they didn't have the experience of practicing in front of Huohu. They covered their faces with scarves and were struggling to walk.

"We have to find a place to take shelter on weathered rocks and hills..." Meng Qi said to Zhenhui and Gu Changqing through voice transmission. He himself was not a big problem, but if the sandstorm was more violent, the three of them would be blown away without warning. .

Zhenhui quietly hid behind Meng Qi, using her senior brother as a shield to block the wind and sand, and suddenly said: "Senior brother, there seems to be a light ahead!"

"Lights?" Meng Qi was stunned and looked around. Sure enough, he saw a vague black figure behind the layers of wind and sand. It seemed to be a house, with lights faintly shining through.

If this is not an oasis, how can there be buildings? Meng Qi was very confused, but after looking at the current state of Zhenhui and Gu Changqing, he felt that continuing like this was not an option, so he nodded and said: "We will go there to take shelter from the wind and sand, but be careful."

"Perhaps they are the remains of past oasis buildings..." Gu Changqing guessed.

In the Western Region, with the transfer of water sources and the invasion of wind and sand, some oases are always covered by sand and abandoned by humans. Gu Changqing is not surprised.

"That's right." Meng Qi put aside his worries for a moment, used himself as a shield, drove the wind and sand, and moved forward like a chariot.

After passing through the heavy wind and sand, Meng Qi was suddenly stunned, because the building in front of him was not a ruin, but a new-looking Buddhist temple. The temple was not big, just a single hall, and it was not gorgeous. It was just an ordinary Gobi temple. Built of rock, dusty and lifeless.

But at this moment, seeing it in the vast wind and sand, seeing a little green light like a bean inside, I felt an unimaginable physical and mental peace.

This shouldn't be a place for eating people, right? Meng Qi's senses were affected and he could only examine it briefly, then walked to the temple door and patted it gently.

"Amitabha, the sandstorm is fierce. You three don't need to be polite." A clear voice came from the temple.

Meng Qi pushed open the temple door, and the first thing he saw was a stone statue of Buddha with a face full of kindness and compassion. It bears the pure seal of Nirvana, and the green lamp in front of it is swaying, illuminating the room.

At the second glance, he saw a young monk sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue. He was in his twenties. His facial features were not outstanding, but he gave people a feeling of freshness and purity. Meng Qi tried hard to play the role but always failed. A little bit of the heat.

"Amitabha, thank you Master for taking me in." Meng Qi clasped his hands together.

Although he hadn't shaved his head in ten days and there was already a light layer of black hair on his head, he still subconsciously followed Buddhist etiquette.

The young monk smiled calmly and said: "Junior brother, there is no need to be polite. The poor monk built a Buddhist temple in this deserted place in the Gobi to provide a refuge for those who have lost their way. Pure lands are everywhere, not only in the Paradise, but also in the heart. Beside every devout monk.”

"Senior brother, is this the Buddhist temple you built?" Meng Qi asked in shock.

When Buddhists meet each other, if they don't know the name of the Dharma, they can directly address the Dharma master, or they can address each other as senior fellow apprentice.

The young monk pointed with his right hand, motioning Meng Qi and the others to sit on the ground, and then said with a smile: "The poor monk has been here for more than half a year and built this Buddhist temple hand by hand."

"Senior brother, this is a meritorious act." Zhenhui said with admiration on his face.

Meng Qi frowned slightly, could he be an ascetic monk?

The young monk still had that indifferent smile: "On the day when the poor monk came down from the mountain, he made a great wish before the Buddha to build forty-nine Buddhist temples in the Gobi and deserts of the Western Regions to provide services for travelers. A place to rest and take shelter from the wind.”

Having said this, he paused and laughed at himself: "It can be regarded as for merit. The poor monk's dharma name is Hongneng. I wonder what the two junior brothers call him? I wonder what I call this donor?"

"The poor monk Zhen Ding, he is the poor monk's junior brother Zhenhui, Gu Changqing from the Gu Family Fort." Meng Qi introduced them one by one, "I wonder where the senior monk's mountain gate is?"

Just as Hong Neng was about to speak, he suddenly smiled and said, "No monsters are allowed here. Donors, please come in."

Monster? Meng Qi and Gu Changqing turned their heads in shock and looked at the door. Could there be a monster?

Zhenhui's eyes were bright and she was quite excited.

The door opened, and a man carrying a package walked in. He was thin, with a fleshless face and slightly wrinkled eyebrows, giving him a cold feeling.

"Senior Brother Zhenguan!" Zhenhui blurted out in surprise.

Meng Qi also recognized this man. He was the Zhen Guan who had been expelled from the temple because he was mad and attacked him. He was the Zhen Guan who came from the secret path in the back mountain of Shaolin. He was said by the master to have become a semi-human being. The true view of the demon body!