C871 There's Been an Accident with the Big Monk!
C871 There's Been an Accident with the Big Monk!
Lisa Jane asked, "Tiger head, you big retard, do you know why I bit your shoulder?" Tiger carelessly said, "I don't know about that. "You are just a little beast in heat, you like to bite people!" "You're wrong!" Lisa Jane and Zhou Shanshan had been together for a long time, and would more or less be influenced by her, so it was natural for them to not forget to show off even in this crucial moment, "This is a mark I made on your body before death. If we still have fate in the next life, I'll just rely on Lisa Jane's teeth on my shoulder to find a man."
This time, Hu Zi was truly moved by his silly daughter-in-law. He couldn't hold on any longer and no longer cared about the restraint of his cotton-padded jacket. After charging a few times, he finally collapsed onto Lisa Jane's body. The two of them had a rare warm time. They felt that every pore in their bodies was open, and they wanted to cry and laugh. In this ice and snow that was deep in the ropes, they didn't need to worry about anything before they died, so why not use the method that the two of them were in tacit agreement with each other.
Wolf Fang and Zhou Shanshan saw Little Wolf's group disappear at the edge of the horizon. They stood in the biting cold wind, flustered to set up their tents, and were almost blown away by the wind and snow several times. It was an extremely risky thing to stay in such a dangerous place, but in order to keep a close eye on the spot where the tiger's head had fallen, they were afraid of being buried by the wind and snow again. After spending about two hours, they were finally able to rest inside the tent. Zhou Shanshan's small face was red and hot. It seemed like she had a bad cold again!
Wolf Fang slept in a sleeping bag for a while, then used the solar energy to boil a jug of snow water outside the tent. Although he saw that the boiling water was not going to come, he knew very well that it was not going to come with the altitude here, but to be able to drink a mouthful of warm water was already very precious compared to the tiger in the ice cave, as well as Little Wolf and the other two who were hurrying along the road. He let Zhou Shanshan take the cold medicine he brought along with him, and let her rest for a while he himself, not slacking off at all, firmly fastening his wife's red scarf to the tent before carefully inspecting the surroundings and the rope that connected the tiger's head.
As the sun slowly set, Wolf Fang felt the temperature in the tent drop. Zhou Shanshan, who had a high fever, blabbered nonstop, "It's cold, it's so cold!" When he saw Zhou Shanshanse curled up in her sleeping bag, he felt as if he was in a huge, borderless ice cellar, lacking any heat in his body. His limbs seemed to have frozen solid, and he could not hold on any longer, so he gave up on standing guard. With a whistling sound from the north wind, he also entered the sleeping bag, hugging the feverish Zhou Shanshan tightly as he used his manly energy to warm the sick Zhou Shanshan. Although she was a high school student in the medical university, she could not retreat in the face of her high fever.
As for Little Wolf and Tserenram, who were walking amidst the howling wind and the biting cold wind, they could barely keep their eyes and mouths open, and the hot air they were breathing out from their noses was instantly frozen into icicles. As the snow was hitting their eyes, it was almost impossible to tell which direction they were heading towards, and because they were travelling against the wind, it was hard for them to walk even a single step. At this time, the black lion that Little Wolf despised the most had always been put to use. Walking on the ice and snow was like walking on flat ground, walking back and forth in front of them to scout out the way for the two masters.
Tserenram had seen the map Ajia had left for them. Not too far away, there was a small temple where they could turn to the monks to help Tiger Head and the others. But before the sun set, they still couldn't find the temple. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Little Wolf's heart was burning with anxiety, on a night like this, they didn't know if Tiger Head and the others could survive, and if they travelled through the night, it would be impossible, because this road was filled with hidden dangers during the day, the snow almost covered their knees, the mountain road was completely covered with snow and ice, at first glance, it was completely white and the end couldn't be seen.
Little Wolf was very clear about the consequences of getting lost. The effect of any communication device was zero here, and once lost, not only would it delay the opportunity to rescue Tiger Head, it was also very possible for them to fall into the cracks in the ice and the karst cave. Tserenram became even more anxious. She was very familiar with the harsh weather and knew the consequences of losing her way and falling. Suddenly, the black lion ran over with a low roar, and circled around Tserenram. She patted the black lion's head, and with a flash of inspiration, she told it something using Zang Yu. After hearing it, the black lion quickly ran out, and seemed to have found a path.
Not long after, the black lion came back quickly and shook its tail at Little Wolf and the other two. Tserenram said to Little Wolf: "Let's follow behind the black lion. It has already found the closest temple." Under the lead of the Tibetan Mastiff black lion, Little Wolf and the others successfully found a nearby temple. Tserenram lightly rapped on the door knocker for a while before a young monk walked out. Seeing the two men covered in snow, he hurriedly let them in with a face full of suspicion. He was a little mute, and his name was Zachong on his robes. The little monk led the two of them across the courtyard to the backyard and introduced them to the temple's master monk, Desire.
The monk looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He looked tall and handsome, but he had a carefree, carefree personality. He was extremely quick-witted and was usually roaming everywhere. He had just returned to the temple from outside. Tserenram had long since heard that this monk loved literature. His poems were well-known and widely spread, and most of them were meant for the good and the good, as well as for the beautiful scenery of the border regions.
Hearing Little Wolf and Tserenram's explanation of their purpose, Great Monk De Sil was very enthusiastic and suggested them to rest in the temple for the night. Early the next morning, Little Wolf led the monks of the temple to rescue Hu Tou and the others, Little Wolf was burning with anxiety, wishing that they could pull the tiger head couple out of the snow overnight. When Tserenram saw Little Wolf's anxious look, she immediately pulled Little Wolf's sleeves and winked at him.
Then, the little monk Zai Song led the two of them to a clean monk room. He let them eat and rest for a while, and then prepared something for the Tibetan mastiff black lion to eat. Little Wolf and Tserenram were already exhausted after the long trek through the snow, so they quickly lied down and fell asleep. Little Wolf stood up and pushed Tserenram, who was beside him, awake. He quickly put on his clothes, then patted the black lion's head, signalling for it to be quiet. Then Little Wolf leaned on the windowsill and secretly listened to the commotion. In the monk's room, there were faint sounds of fire and argument, and in the middle of them all there was the angry shout of the monk. Little Wolf secretly cursed: "Not good! Great monk Dresser is in trouble! "
At this moment, Zha Song rushed over in a fluster, his body was still covered in blood. He patted on the window frame of Little Wolf's meditation room, his mouth was mumbling. Because he was a mute, he couldn't understand what Little Wolf was talking about! Little Wolf opened the door and pulled Zai Song in. Tserenram also got up. Borrowing the light from outside the window, she used her sign language to communicate with Zai Song. After gesticulating for a long time, she finally understood.
Therefore, he decided on his own, and sold all the precious scriptures of the past generations, as well as a batch of ancient artifacts to a German. Originally, he wanted to take this treasure out of the temple today, and then conclude a shady business, but he was discovered by De Sire, who vowed to protect this treasure from the German and not let him succeed. When the German saw that he could not eat the fat in his mouth, he became angry from embarrassment. He controlled the monks in the temple and decided to forcefully take away the treasures.
After Tserenram's narration, Little Wolf finally understood what had happened. He asked Zai Song how many German s there were and extended four fingers to indicate that a total of four German s had come. He also indicated that they were all armed and had come prepared.
Tserenram took out her bow and arrows, and they sneaked to the outside of Dresser's meditation room. Inside, there were four ferocious German s with sophisticated machine guns in their hands, all of the more than twenty monks in the temple were under control, and among them, Dashi and Dashi, the two leaders, were tied up to a wooden pillar. One of the German was threatening them, if they didn't immediately tell them where the ancient artifacts were, they would all be killed by a single shot! However, all the monks were staring at German with no fear in their eyes.