Tang Xiaoyan thought about it for a long time, but still felt uneasy. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the girl running forward. The girl became even more frightened after seeing it, and she burrowed into the crowd with red eyes.

Tang Xiaoyan directly dialed the number of the director of the 19th Division of the Ministry of Supervision.

"Colonel Yan, do we have anyone in Snow Mountain Province?" Tang Xiaoyan asked.

"Yes." Colonel Yan said.

"There is a girl who has never been out. For some reason, she came to Gaobi in the snow-capped mountains alone. I am a little worried about the mixed crowd here. Please send one or two people to protect her secretly." Tang Xiaoyan said: "I will send her to her right now.

Photos sent over.,…

The colonel said: "I will do it immediately...

The efficiency of the Supervision Department is very fast. When Tang Xiaoyan just walked out of the airport hall, he immediately received a specific code signal from the Supervision Department, indicating that they were ready.

Tang Xiaoyan then confidently stepped onto an off-road vehicle and rushed to a remote place hundreds of kilometers away.

………,……,……,

Except for the few tens of kilometers beyond the city, there are very few people. After more than a hundred kilometers, there are only wild cattle, sheep and goshawks in the sky for company.

The car stopped when it reached the bottom of the mountain, because there was no road in front of it. Tang Xiaoyan carried the clothes prepared by the Supervision Department and went up the mountain alone.

After climbing for two hours, Tang Xiaoyan had already put on more clothes twice, because the weather got colder as we went higher up. Finally, he saw a wooden house, with smoke coming out. Outside the house, there was a big snow-white dog.

After seeing Tang Xiaoyan, he rushed towards him and barked desperately.

It was such a big dog, like a calf, with sharp teeth and a red tongue. It jumped up and pressed on Tang Xiaoyan's shoulders, trying to throw Tang Xiaoyan to the ground.

Tang Xiaoyan grabbed its legs, lifted it hard, and lifted its huge body into the air. The big dog screamed desperately but could not use the strength and could only struggle desperately.

"Usually I only know how to be fierce, but today I know how powerful I am." A strong voice came from inside the house, he opened the window and said to the big dog: "Beg for mercy for the guest."

The big dog obeyed and immediately whimpered, looking at Tang Xiaoyan pitifully.

Tang Xiaoyan put down the big dog and gave it an affectionate massage on the top of its head. The big dog snorted again, then ran back to the door of the house dejectedly and lay down, its head hanging down depressedly.

The tall, tall man with snow-white hair in front of him is General Bondall, the military god of the alliance, a legendary figure in the entire alliance.

Even when he was living in seclusion, he was wearing a neat military uniform, and he didn't take it off even when cooking. Whenever he stood there, he looked like an unsheathed sword.

The meal he cooked was very simple, a large pot of rice, two plates of green vegetables, and a stack of pickles.

"Eat." Bondall shouted.

The bored big dog lying on the ground suddenly got up, swooped into the house, rushed into the kitchen with a big bowl in its mouth, and placed the big bowl in front of General Bondall.

General Bondall poured a lot of rice into the big bowl, then poured a layer of green vegetables and several large bones with meat on top.

The big dog stared at his own food and bones, and his saliva couldn't help but flow down. After General Bondall had finished loading, he couldn't wait to put his head down and start eating.

"What's the rush? Bring chairs to the guests." General Bondall said with a frown.

The big dog reluctantly left his job for a while, but he couldn't help but ran back and picked up a bone and put it in his mouth. He ran into the room again and helped Tang Xiaoyan drag a wooden chair out and put it on the table.

On the edge.

"The ribs made three days ago will not go bad in the cold weather on the mountain." General Bondall placed a large bowl of ribs in front of Tang Xiaoyan and said: "The food is not good, so make do with it."

Tang Xiaoyan quickly took the bowls, loaded rice for himself and General Bondall, and then ate at the dining table.

General Bondall only ate green vegetables and pickles, not ribs. Tang Xiaoyan ate this big bowl of ribs alone, but the big dog discovered Tang Xiaoyan's big bowl of ribs and thought it belonged to him.

His rations were now eaten by Tang Xiaoyan, who immediately grunted and called to General Bondall with some reluctance.

"Huh?" General Bondall squinted at the big dog, and then lightly tapped the big dog on the head with the end of his chopsticks.

The big dog quickly lowered his head and ate without looking at the bowl of ribs in front of Tang Xiaoyan.

After finishing the meal, Tang Xiaoyan quickly picked up the dishes and chopsticks to wash, and by the way, he also washed away the big dog's super big bowl.

"General, junior." After washing the dishes, Tang Xiaoyan made a cup of tea for Bondall, and then spoke his mind.

General Bondall waved his hand and said: "Don't tell me the reason, I don't want to know what happened." "I just want to tell you that meditation is a path of no return." General Bondall said: "Make sure you do it.

Ready?"

After Tang Xiaoyan thought for a while, he shook his head and said: "I am not ready, and I don't even have time to prepare, but I, I have no choice."

"There is still a choice." General Bondall said: "It's just that you feel that you have no choice. After entering the world of meditation, it is impossible to return to your original self." "The circle of meditation is very small.

People in our circle will end badly." General Bondall said: "Meditation is a spiral nest full of youhuo, but once you enter, it will be difficult to escape. The deeper you meditate, the more tragic the ending will be..." "You promise

You won’t regret it in the future?”

Tang Xiaoyan shook his head and said! "I can't guarantee it, but I have no choice. "Well, then you can go to bed early tonight, and I will take you up the mountain tomorrow." General Bondall said.

"Go up the mountain?" Tang Xiaoyan asked doubtfully.

"I know how to meditate, but the guy on the mountain is much deeper than me. Let him guide you." General Bondall said: "It was he who guided me into the world of meditation, and it was he who led me into the painful world of no return.

He is one of the few remaining masters in this world, and he and I are completely different. Of course, he is also much more miserable than me."

Tang Xiaoyan was lying on the wooden bed sleeping, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. There was a strong wind blowing outside.

General Bondall's reputation spread throughout the world, and almost all Union military academy cadets regarded him as a god.

Before Tang Xiaoyan came, he had imagined how handsome General Bondall would be countless times, but when he came, he never imagined that he would be so desolate and contradictory.

Bored and disheartened, he no longer paid attention to any world in the alliance and hid in the mountains. At the same time, he even wore a neat admiral uniform while cooking. His mood was depressed, but his waist was still straight and his momentum was like a sword.

Early the next morning, General Bandall took Tang Xiaoyan up the mountain. Of course, he was already in the mountain now.

The snow became thicker and thicker as we climbed up. It was only at noon that we saw a temple built on the mountain in the valley.

Outside the temple, a thirty-year-old monk was chopping firewood. The big dog who was following him rushed into the temple happily when he saw the temple. There was a small stone house about a few hundred meters to the right of the temple.

"You go in alone." Bondall said, "I'll go back first."

"Aren't you going to take me to visit that senior?" Tang Xiaoyan asked.

"I never want to see him again in my life." General Bondall said, and walked down the mountain.

The big dog pounced on the wood-chopping monk and made a lot of love before reluctantly following General Bang Doyle down the mountain.

Tang Xiaoyan walked up to the monk and saluted: "This master and student Tang Xiaoyan has come to pay homage to the master here. Please let me know."

The monk returned the gift and said respectfully: "Donor, please go into the temple to rest. My master may not be able to come out to see you until night."

"Is his old man in seclusion?" Tang Xiaoyan asked.

"Retreat, forget it, forget it." The monk had a bitter and complicated smile on his face.

Next, the monk took Tang Xiaoyan into the temple to rest. This temple is usually outside or inside a cave. The door of the inner half of the room is closed, and the master is probably inside. Tang Xiaoyan doesn't want to ask more, so he

Chat with the monk.

Tang Xiaoyan's attitude was very respectful because this monk was the master's disciple and must be quite extraordinary, so Tang Xiaoyan began to ask for advice on meditation and other matters.

Unexpectedly, the monk didn't know how to meditate at all. To be precise, this monk didn't know anything, just cooking, cleaning and even mending clothes.

The whole afternoon, the monk had been sewing clothes while chatting with Tang Xiaoyan about trivial things in the outside world. He didn't even chant sutras. He didn't look like a monk at all.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the closed door opened and an old monk with all white hair and beard came out.

"Meet the master." When Tang Xiaoyan saw him, he knelt down and saluted: "Disciple Tang Xiaoyan, come here to learn meditation." The monk's forehead was wrinkled and his eyes were cloudy. It didn't look like there was any fairy wind coming out of the dust, it was just a

Ordinary old age.

"Well!" The old monk said to Tang Xiaoyan without asking or saying anything, "Come in!" Tang Xiaoyan quickly followed him into the temple with bated breath. It was very spacious and had only one dim light.

, and there are endless scriptures.

The old monk walked in, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to chant sutras, without mentioning anything about meditation.

Tang Xiaoyan didn't dare to ask, so he knelt down and closed his eyes to listen carefully to the old monk's chanting.

This thought lasted the whole night. Tang Xiaoyan felt groggy after listening to it, mimi left it, and fell asleep directly.

After waking up the next day, the old monk still did not teach Tang Xiaoyan how to meditate. Instead, he began to study various sutras with Tang Xiaoyan. Tang Xiaoyan did not dare to be anxious, but listened carefully to the old monk's reading of the sutras.

One day, two days, three days, six or seven full days passed, and the old monk was still preaching to Tang Xiaoyan, without mentioning meditation at all.

Tang Xiaoyan was gradually immersed in Buddhist scriptures at first, but as the days passed and the date of the competition approached day by day, he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.

In the early morning of the seventh day, Tang Xiaoyan finally couldn't help but knelt down and saluted the old monk and said: "Master, my disciple Tang Xiaoyan has come to learn meditation." The monk paused for a moment and then continued to lecture.

"There are only 22 days left before the deadline. Please show mercy, Master." Tang Xiaoyan saluted again.

"What are you here for?" the monk suddenly asked.

: Today the monthly ticket is only 4 votes. It’s so pitiful. Brothers, please help, don’t make the numbers so ugly. We are still far away from the best votes. Don’t let me be like Kuafu.

It’s like chasing the sun...
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