Dream is King

   So, how can Bai Haonan get rid of such a silly girl?

Just standing on the side of the road in this border city and saying a few words, Yu Jiali seemed to realize that the sooner Bai Haonan left, the better. He only hung the small pendant on his neck around his neck, and a car was hanging on it. The car with the local license took away Bai Haonan and Ada. The moment the car started, he heard a wow cry behind him, and Ada tried his best to stick his head out of the owner's shoulder to respond.

Sitting in the dirty co-pilot, looking at the cluttered city streets outside, Bai Haonan didn't look back, even though the red-rimmed face with tears in his eyes kept rolling in his mind, and the dagger that smashed up and down like fragments. Restraining his own questioning, moaning like a long and melodious singing voice, and scolding that iron is not steel... Several shadows flashed quickly, and it took a few deep breaths to suppress it.

   In this world, no one is inseparable from another, so in a few days, I will forget all about it.

   Bai Haonan used this usual heartlessness to relax himself.

   Of course, the next few hours quickly distracted him.

In just two hours, he and Ada changed several cars one after another in the dark, from off-road vehicles, pickups to trucks, from national highways and mountain roads to bumping over the barbed wire, the sense of orientation disappeared without a trace. Boarding a ferry, Bai Haonan only remembers seeing this kind of flat-bottomed boat with springboards at both ends that can hold several trucks in Jiangzhou as a child, sliding silently on the water, and when they disembarked, they were all full of trucks, etc. It seemed that all the people who boarded the boat were all kinds of sedans and famous cars, but before he could see anything, he was greeted to follow a series of large trucks on the road, sat on the high co-pilot, put down Ada at his feet and started to doze off, using his mobile phone. Light looked at the cowhide envelope that he had stuffed to himself when he was about to get on the boat.

   There is already an ASEAN passport inside, and the photo is the avatar that Bai Haonan took when he was applying for a supervisor badge in Jiazheng!

And besides the photo that he can recognize, there is also a stack of green banknotes that should be US knives. Bai Haonan basically knows nothing about the text on the other documents in his hand. He doesn't even know what his foreign name is. No one gave him a manual for smuggling.

   It seems that he suddenly reacted at this time, going abroad to avoid the limelight, but it is not like running around in China and speaking Mandarin casually to communicate.

Even if Bai Haonan's bachelor mentality is so daily, he is a little apprehensive at this moment. He secretly looked at the driver sitting next to him to see if the other party looked fierce and had bad intentions. It turned out that it was futile. As for the outsiders. The scenery, except for the occasional flash of lights, is full of dark low trees or silhouettes of hills. Under the night sky, galloping on the highway without any street lights, the range that the car lights can see seems to have a hypnotic effect, not much. After a while, Bai Haonan actually fell asleep in the co-pilot.

He seemed to dream in a vague dream that Chen Sufen was asking him where his little white car had gone, and then a whip kicked him, which woke Bai Haonan. In his sleepy eyes, he found that the driver was shaking him, and when he saw the simple and honest smile, he managed to calm down: "what?"

   The other party's pronunciation completely confused the monk Bai Haonan, but his gestures made him take control of the steering wheel. Bai Haonan, who had never driven a large truck, nodded in agreement with hesitation.

Sure enough, at the roadside where a group of people got out of the car to drain water and smoke, and then got in the car, they basically changed the driver, trying to turn the big steering wheel that was quite old, and stepping on the accelerator clutch, which was much more laborious than high-end luxury cars, Bai Haonan was very surprised. He quickly forgets the predicament in front of him, and concentrates like a child driving a bumper car for the first time. He is easily carried away by such new things.

The point is not where to go, just follow the **** of the car in front of the headlights. Bai Haonan had to concentrate on the difficult handling of the big truck, and the driver who changed to the co-pilot smiled and signaled with a cigarette whether he wanted it or not. After being declined He just swallowed the clouds comfortably, and then asked Bai Haonan in a strange language. All foreign languages ​​​​only know Fake and Shet. As for Japanese, Mote, Yiku, and other words that young people like to hear and hear do not know!

   Now, of course, I can only talk with ducks and chickens, and return with an embarrassed and helpless smile. From time to time, I want to respond with a shithole.

   Fortunately, Ada was able to act as a lubricant, making the driver laugh and tease for a while with a smirk, but he quickly hid Ada behind the seat as well.

About ten minutes later, the reason for the driver's seat change was revealed. A checkpoint appeared in front of him, like a large doorway like the gate of a relatively luxurious residential area in China. Under the headlights, they can still be seen stuffing some tickets into the hands of the uniforms under the light and shadow. The policeman in gray uniform just looked at the front of the car. Bai Haonan mentioned that the heartbeat in his throat didn't speed up and he continued on the road.

The drivers also happily said goodbye to the uniforms outside. The driving rights were not changed back as Bai Haonan thought, and it only took two or three hours to continue. It was a similar level and a similar way of passing, but it seemed It's a little different, and Bai Haonan can't see clearly under the night light.

When he continued to drive, the vehicle kept moving on the left, and the driver who had taken a nap for a while asked him to return to the passenger seat. Of course, the ex-football player, who was not familiar with geographical orientation, did not know how many hours he had worn. After two Southeast Asian countries!

   After all this tossing, Bai Haonan's sleepy worms disappeared. As the sky outside quickly turned to be white and then slowly brightened, holding Ada and looking at the completely different customs outside, he could basically confirm that he was in a foreign country.

   At least the license plates on the road are different.

   At this moment, there is no fear of running away from the banker, no nostalgia for the girl, just a little anxiety about the unknown ahead, which should mainly come from the language barrier.

During the morning meal, there were more than 20 drivers, entourages and others sitting at the roadside stalls. Hearing them chatter, Bai Haonan seemed to realize for the first time that he was a foreigner. Foreign aid actually does not have such strong feelings, maybe I am the very few here.

But just as he was able to quickly notice the white socks of those people when he went to the pyramid selling place, the people in this country probably gave him the first clear impression of putting his hands together, which is just ten fingers together, and even the palms were too late to stick together. It's a little bit of polite etiquette to arch the palm of your hand, maybe it's just a function of meeting the Chinese and saying hello, have you eaten, but it doesn't mean any specific meaning, it's purely a courtesy gesture, so when you get on the bus again, Bai Haonan can also do it to the driver. It's a very standard nudge.

The dark-faced driver smiled very gently and responded to the same action, but unfortunately the two sides still couldn't communicate verbally, not at all. All he could do was to keep switching cars with each other, making sure that he didn't stop and delay all the way. .

This kind of awkward time lasted until the afternoon, when Bai Haonan followed this smaller and smaller convoy to a city that was obviously full of tropical banana trees and various plants, plus the buildings were full of fancy colors and a bit messy. Finally, The three cars drove into a noisy parking lot to unload the cargo. Bai Haonan was taken to the gate of the cargo yard, where a monk in an apricot robe was waiting.

In the evening, Bai Haonan didn't know if it was because all the surrounding plants, buildings, and people's faces seemed to be in a natural growth style. He was flustered. Anyway, seeing this slightly more standard monk, he was actually close to him for the first time in his life. I feel, especially when the other party asked him in Chinese: "Are you Mr. Wang Jianguo?"

   I almost cried!

   Finally someone speaks.

The monk is a little older than forty years old. Bai Haonan guessed how old he should be a leader. He would put his hands together first when he was barefoot. Fortunately, Bai Haonan had already practiced relatively well, so he quickly returned the salute and said yes. The other party smiled and said that Master Tianlong arranged for him to come. He picked up the person, and then turned and left while many people around him respectfully clasped his hands together. Bai Haonan now knew that he was saying goodbye to everyone around him. Ada almost followed him without wagging his tail, although the half of the tail was only left. son.

   turned around to catch up with the monk Bai Haonan and felt suffocated for a long time: "Where am I now? Is this the whole city here? It feels similar to China's urban and rural suburbs, ah, of course those golden houses are very beautiful..."

The monk nodded with a smile but didn't respond. Bai Haonan didn't realize that he was like Li Lin before, chatting with the monk and using words to relieve his anxiety, but walking out of this slightly remote street, people saw one after another on the side of the road. The monk knelt down and bowed. The middle-aged monk always kept his friendly expression and folded his hands in response, as well as touching his head and reciting a few words. These people did not show much joy afterward, but their expressions were satisfied. By the way, they also gave Bai Haonan a smile next to them.

In the end, Bai Haonan was a little stunned when he found that his destination was the golden temple. The tall and magnificent minaret was full of golden stainless steel. Against the background of the pure blue sunset color, it was almost dazzling. The complex and complicated architectural shape is also Bai Haonan. This kind of illiteracy can’t be described, but at least from the time of entering the door, the strong religious atmosphere that has been experienced from the street has risen to the top. There are many tourists, but as long as the locals basically maintain a very pious and respectful attitude, facing every Every monk in the building also bowed to Bai Haonan, so Bai Haonan almost broke his waist when he walked down the road. Fortunately, my buddy has practiced!

Entering the temple, the middle-aged monk became swift and swift, no longer in contact with anyone, and guided Bai Haonan and Ada to walk quickly along the wall, like two big mice with cubs, Bai Haonan began to worry that Ada was doing something in the temple. Yes, the dog turned out to be more sensitive to this atmosphere than him, and kept following the master with his tail tucked.

Finally, in a garden-like lawn, I saw an old monk who was obviously of a very high level. The Shaolin abbot is often mentioned in martial arts novels. With half of his arms exposed, he sat cross-legged and talked non-stop in a language that Bai Haonan could not understand. There were dozens of people sitting or standing around, a few of them were wearing monk robes, most of them were well-dressed, and they seemed to be in good financial condition. The clothes are relatively poor, but the expressions are all focused on the stage.

   The middle-aged monk did not disturb Bai Haonan's observation, pointed him to a place, and returned to stand behind the old monk. There were already several monks there.

What can Bai Haonan understand? I'm afraid he can't understand Chinese, but the novelty and freshness prevent him from yawning all day long. He can learn from others to kneel on the ground, and he can also stroke Ada's back by the way, making the dog lie down quietly. there.

In fact, it didn't take long. Seeing that everyone around stood up and lined up automatically, Bai Haonan also mixed himself in it. I touched my head and recited a few sutras like that, but I saw several other monks coming over with a basin and a broom, and then the old monk dipped the broom in some unknown water in the basin and beat his head one by one!

That's right, that thing is a bunch of yellow and tough plants **** and the mouth of the cup is thick. Anyway, it still looks quite heavy after being soaked in water. The old monk put on the posture of an executioner beheading, and hit the head of the person in front of him heavily. !

Bai Haonan was stunned to see a small woman with a thin body, who was almost beaten to the ground by a broom, but he still folded his hands with a satisfied expression and thanked him before leaving, and the person behind Bai Haonan urged him with folded hands. He followed the team to be beaten. Some of the taller ones even knelt down in front of the old monk so that he could use force. Occasionally, the old monk slammed a few more times with all his strength. Bai Haonan saw that his cervical vertebrae shrank!

So when it was Bai Haonan's turn, he closed his eyes and stretched his neck with the mental preparation to head the ball, but unexpectedly he only felt that the broom dropped a few drops of water on his neck and gently let him go. He also felt that he was After being let out of the back door, he opened his eyes with a smile and thanked him. The old monk squinted at him, and quickly raised his broom to the next one. Bai Haonan could clearly hear the water-soaked broom behind the local man. There was a crackling sound on the head, almost like a small leather whip on the body!

   Unlike most of the others who knelt down and knelt down and left, Bai Haonan looked at the middle-aged monk who had picked him up before, and waited beside him with Ada.

With so many people, it is quite laborious for the old monk to beat him one by one. It can be seen that he is really fighting hard, and the last few people were shaking a little out of strength, but the old monk still insisted on fighting. Finished, until the few people left with grateful expressions on their faces.

   Bai Haonan felt that he was in a lunatic asylum, and was a little worried about his temple career in the next two years. Are these people sick?

In the end, the old monk was helped back to the temple building. When he passed by Bai Haonan, he was sweating profusely and with a weak tone, motioned to stop and look at Bai Haonan. Bai Haonan quickly folded his hands together, but his eyes were not as clear and pious as others. He secretly looked at the expression of the old monk, and instinctively reacted subconsciously.

  The old monk just looked at him so indifferently, and the more he saw that Bai Haonan was a little nervous, could this be some Shaolin Wudang faction from the Kingdom of Ping, who would arrest someone and beat him at every turn?

  Is it because I think my body is strong and sturdy, and I don't use a broom to beat me, do I have to summon a bunch of clubs to serve it?

   So Bai Haonan's eyes became even more suspicious, and he pretended to pull the pendant on his neck that Yu Jiali had left for him outside to show that we were his own.

   After a while, the old monk's panting calmed down, and he said in a soft voice: "Is there...what do you want to tell me?"

   Chinese made Bai Haonan feel more cordial, so suddenly and a little gentle question made him pause for a while before he could hold back: "You... the bottom plate is a little unstable, you should practice squats!"

   If it was a comic book, the dozen or so monks gathered around should all fall to the ground and vomit blood.

   This is the famous Tianlong mage in the whole kingdom!

   Being able to be beaten with a broom by him is a blessing from Sansheng, how could there be such a condescending response!

   It's a fight!