Seeing my incredible expression, Dryingyu Luoguo slowly pulled out his famous copper-bar tobacco gun, knocked the ash inside the smoke pot with the soles of his feet, and asked me, "Do you know how powerful Black Magic Sand is?"

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

I just found it out of the training camp, and it was dark everywhere. No one could tell anyone clearly. How could I know who this person is? How powerful is it?

When Drangyan Luoguo saw me answering speechlessly, he looked around and asked everyone: "Do you know what the purpose of this group of Annan people who came across the border is? How many people are there? Who are they?"

Everyone shook their heads and was confused. Seeing our confused expressions, Drying Yan Luoguo sighed: "What a group of young people..."

He looked helpless, and Wang Peng suddenly interrupted: "Old Luo, since the other party can attack so many people and kill all our masters like the Fire Rock Leopard, if we encounter it, it will obviously not have a great chance of victory. However, Senior Zhang and others are not vegetarians, and they will definitely leave casualties for the other party. If the Annan people take away these wounded and corpses, it will inevitably become a drag. I guess they will fight back in the east and west, and they will inevitably move towards the main peak of Laoshan in secret. The villages in the middle should be their only way. If we hold them there, we may find out. As for strength, only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can you win every battle. Please make it clear."

Before this, Wang Peng was an elite executive member of the Southwest Bureau. His thinking and means were not bad. After saying something, Hanyan Luoguo's eyes lit up and he looked up and asked, "Are you... Wang Peng?"

Wang Peng nodded and said yes, Wang Peng of the Southwest Bureau. Drying Tobacco Luoguo paused for a moment, then he said: "Well, you are all elites selected from the backbone of the bureaus across the country. I should have more confidence in you."

After saying this, Drangyan Luoguo called the middle-aged woman he had talked to before and asked her to introduce her to us.

From her mouth, we learned that this Black Demon Sand was actually a famous figure in southern Xinjiang. He was originally a black witch monk and had followed Ho Chi Minh, but left for some political reasons and returned to the jungle to practice. Later, he became a sacrificial sect of the Le Duan Guards class, and then transferred to the secret department. Although he was not the main leader, he was also a big fish in the relevant front of Annan.

No wonder even a master like Liehuo Rock Leopard was defeated. It turned out to be such a person. When Annan and us were brotherly countries, Hei Demon Sand had come to southern Yunnan to study and exchange, and dealing with Drunk Tobacco Luoguo, Liehuo Rock Leopard and others.

It is because of his understanding that Drangyong Luoguo has that pessimistic idea, because he knew that the group of people he led would be one of the most important backbones of the Religious Affairs Bureau in more than ten or twenty years, and would even take over the power.

It cannot be missed.

After another discussion, Drangyan Luoguo reported Wang Peng's judgment and current situation through the radio.

The reply came soon. The command center had learned the details and recognized Wang Peng's judgment. While blocking the border here, it also deployed heavy troops in the main peak of Laoshan to prepare for war. If the Annan monkeys nested in the fortifications had any abnormal movement, we would not mind using a partial battle to deal with this matter.

The command center ordered us to move along the trails towards the villages in the middle to prevent the Annan Special Operations personnel led by Black Demon Sand from being crazy and using the means to ordinary mountain people.

To be honest, the current situation between the two countries is the same, and this kind of thing is just a matter of thought.

Since we had already given the order, we no longer delayed, ordered all our troops, and then looked towards the forest to the west. This mountain road was difficult to walk, especially on the border between the two countries. The road was only stepped on by the footboards of nearby mountain people, which were narrow and slippery, so our itinerary was not smooth.

During the journey, Wang Peng was asking Nuer about the iron nematode poison palm of the Black Demon Sand. Do you know what happened?

Nuer comes from Mali Mountain to produce seedlings, which are actually Gu seedlings. The so-called Gu seedlings are the seedlings that can play with Gu poison. The witchcraft disaster has been passed down for thousands of years and has always been a lineage that those in power need to attack. However, they have been banned and have always been remnants. Nuer's master, Snake Mother-in-law, is such a witch who raises Gu.

The witchcraft and the witchcraft practiced by these black witch monks in Southeast Asia actually originated from a strange book called "Prophecy". This was recorded by Tang Sanzang in the Animation of the West. It is not necessarily true, but the connection between them is also widespread.

Noor's new learning of ventriloquism has not lasted for a long time, but he can also explain this matter to us clearly.

This kind of thing is actually to raise the surrendered insect (that is, the Gu insect commonly referred to in the Miao Gu) in the palm of the hand, feed it with essence and blood on weekdays, and control it with resentment. When it is necessary, communicate with your heart, and then hit it out with a palm and imprint it on the opponent's body.

Under the pressure of palm force, the iron nematode will enter the opponent's body, quickly complete the process of subsidence, and then directly take the heart.

When the dead man stops his heartbeat, the power lost by the soul will cause the iron worm to explode and reproduce in an instant.

This is a very painful way to die. If you fall into this palm method, your life is worse than death, and your soul will never have peace of mind.

After a long journey, we finally arrived at the nearest village at sunset.

This is a Dai village, standing against the mountain, with a huge wooden fence at the entrance. This was left a long time ago and was a defensive measure developed by local villagers to protect themselves.

The Dai people are the Ailao people from the middle and upper reaches of the Nujiang River and Lancang River, and one of the oldest humans on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau. They are called "Thai people" in Thailand, Cambodia, Annan and other countries, called "Lao people" in Laos, "Shan people" in Myanmar, "Ahong people" in India, and "Dai people" in China. Many times, these people actually don't have much national concept in their hearts, but more of them are a sense of national identity.

So not far from this village, we hesitated for a while, not knowing whether we would be welcomed after entering.

However, Drying Tobacco Luoguo did not have this concern. He led the way and came to the village gate. Then he sang a low mountain song loudly, but the lyrics were in Dai language.

When the song came to the second half, a group of people came from it. The leader was an old man wearing a colorful robe with many strange tattoos on his face.

This tattoo looks extremely beautiful at first glance, but when you look carefully, you feel like there are countless bugs swimming on his face.

Especially on his forehead, two round shapes like eyes were drawn with white, and they were vortex. After looking at it for a long time, I felt like I was going to fall into it.

After singing a song, Drunk Tobacco and Luoguo hugged this flowery face, and then introduced him to us, saying that he was the elder in this village, called Lao Dao.

Lao Dao is naturally a nickname, but the surname Dao should be correct. This surname Dao is the surname of the ancient leader of the Dai people. It seems that Lao Dao should come from a prominent family that has been passed down for a long time.

The dry tobacco Luoguo and Lao Dao looked at it and they should have a deep friendship. Both sides said this Dai language that we couldn't understand. Then they chatted enthusiastically for a while, and then welcomed us into the village. We didn't know what the dry tobacco Luoguo had, so we followed it to the largest house in the village. In the hall, everyone sat down. The charming Dai girl presented us with tea and a hard-shelled plant fruit cut in half.

The girl invited us to eat this hard shell fruit cut in half. When I saw Wang Peng, Noor and the others refused, so I took one and threw it into my mouth. I felt a strange smell and rushed into my throat, almost unable to help but vomit it out.

Then the strange smell swallowed along the saliva like in my belly. I felt a heat dissipation on my face, and my face immediately turned red.

The girl saw me feeling uncomfortable and grinned, revealing her dark lips and teeth. Her saliva was like blood, making people feel very strange.

When she left, I quietly spit out this thing. Wang Peng next to me told me softly: "This thing is called betel nut. They like to chew this the most. It is said that after their specially prepared betel nut, it can prevent poisonous insects and poisonous poisons..."

I remembered the tragic situation when the Fire Rock Leopard died, so I swallowed the thing again, and my nose was filled with that strange smell.

I was struggling here repeatedly, and the dry tobacco Luoguo had already negotiated with Lao Dao and some results.

He agreed to station us here and sent young people from the village to contact several nearby villages, so that they could be careful to prevent the Annan people who crossed the border. If there was any abnormality, they would come to report immediately, so that we could get information about the enemy as soon as possible.

After receiving this promise, we finally felt relieved after rushing to the road for a long time, because at this time, those dragons crossing the river and us tigers sitting on the ground were not as useful as those local snakes like Lao Dao and others.

Sure enough, in less than an hour, the person sent by Lao Dao to contact him came back and told us that in a Dong village to the north, someone had seen some people with strange whereabouts and even had conflicts with them. However, those people did not make too much trouble in the end, but instead lost money and left silently.

After the incident, the local army mobilized a large scale and had already laid the hole. This group of people should not have broken through immediately.

In other words, they are hiding in this dense forest.

After receiving this news, Drangyan Luoguo did not ask about the whereabouts of those people first, but asked about the Dong village whether anyone was uncomfortable or something suddenly happened.

Because in theory, the man named Black Demon Sand is not so easy to talk to. Even if he surrounds all over the place, he will cause some trouble.
Chapter completed!