Porter of Two Worlds

"Cannon fodder? What did you mean?" After hearing Wang Hua's words, Song asked solemnly. Although he was a young master with pride and respect, he also knew that the word cannon fodder often meant death!

Aspen stood still beside him, and felt that the inexplicable group of people who appeared in the desert must have some extraordinary purpose. Since it was encountered, he would not drive him away.

"We will die, we will die, I don't want to, I want to go home ..."

At this time, a nearly collapsed sound was heard in the tent. It was a girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, screaming in despair, crying and rushing out of the tent.

"Sister Xiaofei, don't be impulsive, everything will be fine"

"We will be okay, someone will come to our rescue, and we will bring to justice those lunatic guys ..."

The crowd was so busy that they finally managed to hold the girl named Xiao Fei.

Although everyone was comforting her youngest sister, everyone's eyes were filled with anxiety and fear.

Wang Hua laughed bitterly and looked at Bai Yang and Song together and said, "Yes, we will be treated as cannon fodder. These people who do n’t know where they ran out of, seem to be looking for somewhere, and that place will be dangerous. Will be used as cannon fodder to explore the way for them. There are more than a hundred people like us, all of whom were scattered and caught from the route across the Sahara desert. We are not the first group, and they really found that Before the place, we will not be the last batch "

"What are these people looking for? Why are so many people exploring the road? Can't so many of them?" Song Yi asked solemnly.

Shaking his head, Wang Hua smiled bitterly: "I don't know then"

"Lao Bai, we think we're really doing something. The excitement is too big, it's probably going to be over," Song said with a tangled look at Bai Yang.

He came to the desert to find excitement, but not to die.

"Stabilize, we'll be fine. Take a break first and see what ghosts they can do." Bai Yang patted Song's shoulder and comforted him.

Can a bunch of dregs turn the world upside down or down?

Next, the two people found a corner in the tent and sat down, chatting with other people, in a foreign country, and in the same situation, the relationship between the two parties quickly closed.

They come from all over the country and they like to play. They met each other in an online forum, and then came here to explore the Sahara, but they encountered this thing.

Those who can often come out and play are not bad money. Some are the second generation, some are gold-collar workers, some are small entrepreneurs who have succeeded in entrepreneurship. However, in the face of this situation, none of them have the spirit of being in their circle Uneasy filled my heart.

Their tour guide and interpreter were taken away here, and the ghost knew where they were arranged.

While chatting with these people, Bai Yang gave up his thoughts, trying to figure out what the purpose of this group of people was. After observing, he didn't figure out what the group of people really wanted to do. There can be no coincidence in the world. He wanted to know that the other person was just chatting and telling him the purpose.

However, although Poplar could not understand what the group wanted to do, he made an unexpected discovery, which made him frown with a flick of a flick.

"Is Bai Bai uncomfortable?" Song asked.

"No" Bai Yang shook his head and narrowed his eyes.

My heart was a little dignified. For the first time, Bai Yang failed to perform the magical voice on the earth.

His mind radiated, and he saw a man, a strange man, in a separate tent.

Because the other party stayed alone in a tent, and there were a few serious guards outside the armed forces, his identity was not easy at first glance, so Bai Yang wanted to control it and see if he could get some points from the other party's 'spoken words'. what.

But this time he failed!

It was an old man, an old man with wrinkled skin that could kill mosquitoes. His trunk was dying, and it seemed like a gust of wind would blow into the sky.

This person is not only old, but also apparently deformed in many places. That is not a deformity that is born, but rather a living torture.

Almost every inch of this old man's wrinkled skin was covered with countless strange tattoos. Those tattoos looked mysterious and ancient, awe-inspiring.

He was wearing a linen robe, but the robe was stained as if it hadn't been washed for thousands of years. It was worrying that it would be broken at the touch. Not only was his clothes dirty and worn, but his body was stained. It's like never having a bath in a lifetime.

Originally sitting quietly in the tent, at the moment when Bai Yang's mental strength was approaching, he seemed to feel something and opened his eyes suddenly!

When he opened his eyes, Bai Yang felt in his mind that he seemed to be standing in the high mountains standing on the earth, and let the wind and rain stand still.

The poplar's thoughts couldn't help him, he couldn't even penetrate his mind and was blocked from his body!

"What a terrible will can actually resist my mind. There are such people on the earth!" Bai Yang glanced to himself and thought it was incredible.

His mind flashed, and he probably understood something.

The opponent's ability to stop his mental attack is not due to his own supernatural power, but his own will.

"This is a ascetic who practiced arduously throughout his life for the beliefs in his heart, tortured himself with endless suffering in the world, from the body to the soul, persevered for a lifetime, his heart is as hard as a rock. Affecting him is also reasonable! "

Poplar quickly wanted to understand this.

After all, this magical spell is just an entry-level means in the introduction of Shinto monks. Under the influence of poplar's powerful mentality, of course, the earth is swept unfavorably.

However, there are always a few exceptions. It is said that the ecstasy sound is similar to hypnosis, but the effect has been amplified many times in him. It is common for the hypnotist to fail in hypnosis in the face of a strong-willed person. Too unexpected.

In order to pursue the faith in their hearts, the ascetics use all kinds of extreme methods to hone their minds. Some people walk on foot without stopping their footsteps. Some people raise one hand and never let down their lives. Some people cruelly kill others outside of themselves. All relatives, including wives and children, continue to torture themselves ...

The ascetics are a group of lunatics, and their actions are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Knowing the identity of the other party, it is not difficult to understand the weird tattoos on him. It is not an ordinary tattoo, but a scripture written by some kind of text.

"Unfortunately, if such a mentality and perseverance are to practice Shinto in the other world, I am afraid that it will become a powerful party in the future. "Crazy" Bai Yang sighed.

This kind of practice is not useless, at least it has obtained a strong will, but the end-of-the-earth law, without corresponding means, cannot turn its own will into a substantial force ...

Unable to control the ascetic, Bai Yang Nianli left and looked elsewhere.

At the moment when Bai Yang was about to come, the almost lunatic ascetic man suddenly opened his eyes. His stature was no longer cloudy, but he seemed to have light blooming.

The next moment, he stood up with great excitement, and sincerely bowed down on the ground with sincerity.

"I started practicing at the age of three. After eighty-one years, I have tasted all the sufferings of the world and experienced the vicissitudes of people. Eventually I moved God and saw the true God!"

"Just now, I felt great breath, it must be breath of God!"

"Did God see my sincerity and finally notice me?"

The ascetic monk kept bowing, chanting verses in his mouth, his heart was undulating.

He felt greatness, Honda, ancient strength and will, like a god, how could he not excite his practice for a lifetime?

How old the old man was excited that Bai Yang didn't know. After Nian Li left his place, he continued to inspect the oasis, and soon made new discoveries.

In another tent, not far from the ascetic monk, there was another person who occupied a tent alone. He was actually an Oriental man. He looked like he was about sixty years old.

In this man's tent, there are a lot of strange things, compass, incense burner, black donkey kick ...

"Uncle, is this the eighth grandpa? The legendary fighting profession, actually came here?" Bai Yang stared, and he saw at a glance that the 60-year-old old man was the legendary master of gold.

See you live!

The Jin Jinwei, who was constantly sorting out some strange things, glanced at the moment when Bai Yang Nianli was coming, a little confused, shook his head and found nothing, and continued to sort out his own stuff.

Here, Poplar scratched his head and began to see a dervish monk, and then saw the legendary Mo Jinwei ~~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What do these people want to do?

Then, Bai Yang Nianli continued to inspect and found out that in another tent, he saw three crooked nuts. They were actually geologists and all kinds of equipment went into battle.

Then, Poplar also saw archeologists ...

These people are silently preparing something.

These situations are long-term. In fact, it is only a matter of minutes for Bai Yang Nianli. No one except the previous ascetic monk found or could resist his ability.

He tried to control a geologist and archeologist and didn't get the answers he wanted. They were only invited by various means, and they didn't know what they were going to do until they came in handy.

Then Bai Yang Nianli controlled the big white nose that brought them to the tent before. He was not the real boss, the boss had another person, and he was not in the oasis.

"It should be what this group of people found. Archaeologists, geologists, Mo Jinwei, and ascetic monks all came out, alas, there is a legend of ghosts and a buzzer who blows lights for Mao?" Bai Yang looked weird ... ...