"So, are you... mentally ill?"

After hearing this, Su Bai suddenly wanted to call the fat man to buy a return ticket, and he didn't care about anything and did nothing. After returning home, he could stab the introverted man a few more times to help the introverted man finish his pain and send him to the Western Paradise to see the Buddha.

When the fat man heard this, he laughed, "Hehehe" as if he was almost caught off guard just now, but he still asked:

"What did you do to both of us before?"

"Because there have been many special people who have entered Tibet recently, your aura fluctuates, and you are not ordinary people at all. They are all gathering in Tarenda Canyon. Our Holy Temple has organized many interceptions, some are successful and some are failed."

Hearing this sentence, the fat man looked at Su Bai in surprise.

"Dabai, is that the birdman didn't wait until we almost found those lamas as we had guessed before sending the message, but sent it in advance?"

"We only found out about the specific location yesterday. We flew to Lhasa that night and drove here overnight. What she said was what had happened just a while ago. That was, before we tortured the bird man, it shouldn't have been notified by the bird man. It was also possible that the lamas were seriously injured in the real world, so they found some listeners to protect their safety. But this was not right..." Su Bai looked at the woman and asked, "Do you mean there are several groups of people?"

"Yes, there are several groups, both strong and weak."

"That's not here to protect those lamas. There should be something else. You can go to the audience forum to post and ask."

If you want to find someone to protect yourself, then it is naturally impossible to let so many people come so much. Isn’t this obvious telling your enemy that I have suffered serious injuries and come and kill me?

"We are going to the temple where those lamas are." Su Bai was thinking in his mind what adjectives were appropriate to describe those lamas. After all, this is a Tibetan area, with many lamas and many temples.

"I know who you are looking for." The woman did not let Su Bai work hard to understand what Su Bai meant. "They have a secret temple in Tarenda Canyon, located inside the canyon. It was built after the canyon location was dug and hollowed out."

"Isn't this the same as Hanging Temple?" The fat man touched his chin, then took out his phone to compare the map, "Dabai, that canyon should be the canyon we are looking for. The location of the birdman is right."

"I know that Hanging Temple is a temple built in Shanxi during the Northern Wei Dynasty, but the temple on Tarenda Canyon was built more than ten years ago and has no history." The woman replied.

"Newly built?" The fat man touched his head in surprise, "Is this OK, isn't it illegal?"

"In the early years, people from that faction got very close to that person. Later, the person rebelled and wanted to be independent. The People's Liberation Army entered Tibet to suppress the rebellion. All the temples and strongholds of that faction were removed at that time. The backbone of faction followed the person to exile overseas. However, in recent years, the policies have been relaxed, and some of them have returned and started to rebuild temples.

Because their position with our Holy Temple is completely opposite, our open and secret struggles with them have never stopped over the years."

The fat man nodded thoughtfully. He could hear that this woman did not know what the audience was doing, nor did she know that the Venerable Gyatso, whom she mentioned, was already a senior audience, and there were also listeners there. With the participation of the audience's power, the struggle between the two sides had exceeded a certain level. However, because of the rules and shackles of the broadcast, the audience on either side dared not take action openly, but instead formed a kind of restraint and balance.

Perhaps, in this woman's opinion, Gyatso is just a very powerful Tantric practitioner, and there is also a very powerful Tantric practitioner on the opposite side, and he does not understand the deep twists and turns.

Perhaps, the few listeners of that faction were not the lamas born and raised in that faction, but became listeners first and then gathered for that goal.

As soon as he thought of this, the fat man began to feel a little sympathy for Gyatso. No wonder that guy didn't stay at home often and liked to travel around now, he just lives in Shanghai.

"Haha, I really should give Gyatso a little red flower and a five-pointed star."

Su Bai did not intend to delay here, but signaled to the fat man.

The fat man got into the car immediately and pulled the seat back. Obviously, he was still feeling a little uncomfortable on the other side of his neck.

"You Tarenda Canyon?" The woman was a little surprised. Although the mainland man who had just defeated her was very powerful, even the Venerable would not go there to provoke him in person. The fight between the two sides mainly reflected the confrontation between the people below. "As a friend of the Venerable, I think I should remind you that there are several monks guarding the Venerable who are about the same strength as the Venerable."

"Hey, those monks are almost a breath of air when they are being fired by 'Yang Yongxin'." The fat man waved his hand indifferently, "Your venerable is not convenient for you to come back now. You can go back and restrain your holy temple. Don't come out to assassinate. Stay calmly first and don't cause trouble."

After hearing the fat man's words, the woman's face immediately showed anger: "If it weren't for him, you would have been killed by me before!"

"You..." The fat man was choked back, and he was embarrassed to shout, "Is this a sneak attack counting as a discerning person for himself. As a senior audience member, there is no such thing as the kind of righteous martial arts people in ancient times.

"He didn't mean that. What we are going to do now may affect a lot. Only people of your Venerable level can participate. In order to avoid unnecessary losses, please inform others in your Holy Temple to temporarily gather back to avoid the limelight. If your Venerable is here now, he will also ask for this. As for this fat man, he is not good at close combat, but his ability is no worse than your Venerable, and he also knows you."

The woman glared at the fat man again, then bowed to Su Bai and said, "Here, Yangla will go back and notify the disciples of the Holy Temple to return to the temple."

"Be careful." Su Bai said a little.

The woman named Yangla turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the hillside below the road.

"This woman is really ungrateful. Fatty, I'm not happy to be skeptical with her." After the other person left, the fat man started the car and muttered.

"Okay, someone is so embarrassed to say that he was almost killed by an ordinary person, and he felt embarrassed." Su Bai hit.

"Oh, it doesn't matter anyway. I've made more than one or two things wrong in front of you. Fatty, I'm so happy, I'm so fat."

The fat man started the car and followed the instructions on the map. In fact, he didn't have to worry about getting lost. Most routes only need to follow the single highway ahead, and then when he arrived at a specific location, he needed to drive down the wilderness without roads.

Su Bai smiled, "If you don't remind me, I really forgot that you have been analted by a black man, and it's a black corpse."

“…”

The fat man took a deep breath, bulged his mouth, and looked at Su Bai viciously, "Dabai, I'm driving. Believe it or not, I will turn the car downhill and let's have a love-making life together."

Su Bai shrugged, "You can try it, I can guarantee that I can't die even if you die."

"I'll show off, and I'll know how to show off your young bloodline." The fat man took out a cigarette and asked, "Dabai, you said there are not many people here, both on the road, on the signal tower and on the wires. Isn't this a waste? After leaving the scenic area, I'll walk out of the scenic area, except for some people in the service area, I don't meet many people in other places."

"This is also the reason why our phone bills and traffic fees are so expensive." Su Bai was holding his mobile phone and checking the map. "Putting aside the urinary nature of state-owned enterprises and the whole food and drinks and food and water to fill the bag, the reason why our phone bills and traffic fees are relatively high horizontally is actually reflected here.

Even in the United States, when you go to some places with relatively few populations, it is basically difficult to have signals, but here, your mobile phone can still receive signals. Because the country has made a lot of investments here, and these investments can actually make steady profits in coastal cities in the eastern region or cities with normal size in the central and western regions, but in these places, it is often a kind of loss-keeping and a bottomless pit."

"Isn't this a waste? The country's money cannot be spent like this." The fat man muttered.

"Didn't you grow up in Chengdu since childhood? You haven't been to Xichuan. If you rely on toll collection tolls, God knows when to recover the cost. But this is a national policy after all, common prosperity. Developed areas are transfusions to underdeveloped areas and the redistribution of national resources. For China's centralized state system for more than two thousand years, it is a basic policy of governing the country. In addition, our current party-state thinking that emphasizes collectivism, these aspects will definitely be done more than in previous dynasties."

"Haha." The fat man sighed, "Although it's not my money, I feel sorry for it."

Su Bai rolled down the car window and let the fresh air penetrate in. He took a deep breath. Although the air on the plateau was thin, it was also a rare and fresh experience.

"Step ten thousand steps back, there are no these highways, no these signal towers, no these things, no so much investment and sincerity;

Now,
Chapter completed!