Imperial Hunters

C22



After much effort Yao Ling managed to persuade Ashley, he said to the little girl, "Go, pull her back and sleep well. Watch closely, don't ask her to come out again, if not tie her up. Right now, unlike in Beijing, I'm in charge here."

When they returned to the bamboo building, none of them could fall asleep. It was much quieter outside than when they first arrived, but there would occasionally be the sound of one or two gunshots coming from the distance. Not just him, I feel that this stronghold is quite suspicious. Look at this stronghold, most of the families here are quite poor, like the people of the deep mountains and forests, but Wu Bo and a small group of people seem to be different from those of the strongholds. As for those few little girls, they will just give us a massage for those few. "She's not like those other skinny, black girls at all."

"Yes." After a long while, Yao Ling finally answered, "Yes, and I also realized that Wu Bo doesn't care about our doubts about him. He always seems to be quite confident, sigh, this place is very deep in the water, the military head, the drug lord, we can't even afford to offend him. Who knows where he came from and what he wants to do here."

At noon the next day, Wu Bo held a grand celebration banquet to express his gratitude to Ashley and Yao, but it seemed to Ashley that they were celebrating the massacre of the Rohingyas last night. Wei Wuji was not used to eating dishes in Myanmar, but Yao Ling actually liked it. He held a thin cake and rolled up the local speciality fish and shrimp pine, and before he could swallow it, he grabbed a handful of coconut milk and seafood curry rice and ate happily. Around him were a few young men and women who were dancing to cheer themselves up, including Dachin and Madan, who were taught by Wei Wuji to dance in the sky.

When Yao Yun saw Wei Wuji sitting on the ground looking sullen, with his eyes fixed on the two dancing girls, it seemed as if he wanted to swallow them whole. She asked him softly: "Fourth Bro, what are you looking at? "Did you take a fancy to that girl?"

Wei Wuji said helplessly: "Brother, back then, in order to catch the bear, I taught them the secret technique that the Wei family did not teach outsiders. At that time, the circumstances forced me to do this. I was thinking that if I used them as bait, I might not be able to come back alive. Maybe I would be killed by the bear, otherwise, our Wei family's secret arts might be preserved. "But who would've thought that even if I didn't teach them, they'd still be useless. Right now, the Wei family's secret rule has been broken by me, and I'm in trouble here."

Hearing his words, Yao Ling chuckled and said, "You tell Wu Bo to kill these two people, so it's fine. I believe he can fulfill your request."

"F * ck, they didn't do anything wrong, so how could they …" Wei Wuji muttered.

"Yeah, you can't spread this. What kind of era is this, why are you still following those dead rules, you're adding fuel to the fire? You said that we're both young and haven't even gotten married yet, so we might not even be able to see each other anymore. If that happens, we won't have the face to see them anymore." If you want me to say, you should find a suitable person to pass down these skills. Besides, it's not so easy for our ancestors to reveal this little bit of talent. We'll have to practice the scriptures, patterns, and mental cultivation methods in accordance with the sequence recorded in the [Thousand Hand Demon Tropini]. The things you taught them weren't even worth mentioning, so why should we worry about you! Eat well, don't worry about it. "

At this time, the people outside suddenly let out a burst of cheers. It was a few robust men who were currently holding large trays of meat for everyone to eat. Wei Wuji, who was not used to the sour and spicy curry on the table, could not help but swallow his saliva when he saw the bright, red, roasted meat from afar.

One of them respectfully placed a tray in front of Wu Bo and placed it in front of him. Wu Bo showed a happy expression, as if he had seen a favorite dish, but the smile disappeared in a flash.

Wei Wuji was disappointed that he did not have his own roast meat. He complained: "Damn it, they're so stingy, I'll go get some from them." "As she spoke, she was about to stand up but was stopped by Yao Ling." "Why?" Wei Wuji didn't understand what was going on. He looked at Yao Yun in confusion, but then he saw Yao Yun push the plate on the table and stop eating. There was a strange expression on his face as he said to Wei Wuji: "No …" "It's okay, forget it, stop eating."

Although he didn't understand why Yao Yun was stopping him, Wei Wuji knew he must have his own legitimate reasons. Thus, he gave up on the idea of asking for barbecue and just sat there gloomily, eating some fruits. On the other hand, Yao Yun went to the wooden basin to wash her hands. She sat on the cushions and smoked a local cigar. Her eyes, however, were constantly watching the several barbecued men.

After the banquet was over, Wu Bo called over the three people of the village and told them to bring a few men out as guides. He also said that he had contacted the military outside the mountain and would send them back to the real world. Wu Bo then said a few more words of thanks and then ordered a small wooden chest for Ashley as a reward. Ashley opened the box and found a golden Buddha inside. It was shaped like a face, thick lips, and simple, winged eyebrows. It was a Trotskyite Buddha statue. Ashley looked carefully and said, "The head and arms of this Buddha statue seem to be connected from behind." "This is a Buddhist statue of Thailand," Yao explained. "The Burmese have invaded Thailand many times in history and cut off many Buddhist heads and hands, symbolizing their victory. This Buddha statue also seems to have been looted from ancient Thailand."

Ashley and the others focused on the Buddha statue, but Wei Wuji was very interested in the wooden box containing the Golden Buddha. He wiped it with his clothes and played with it. Can you give me this box? " Wei Wuji was used to being impolite, so he directly asked Ashley for it. Yao Yun felt that this was a bit inappropriate, so she tried to smooth things over. "Fourth Elder's family used to do the timber business in the south. That's good enough for this one."

Ashley was rather generous. She put the golden Buddha back in the box and handed it over to Wei Wuji together, saying: "Why are you returning the box, I will give all of it to you. I have faith, I can't usually worship these things, and it's not convenient to keep them, so I'm giving them to you, Fourth Brother."

Wei Wuji was very happy. He took the box and handed it over to Yao Ling: "This is for you. Just keep it at home. I just need this box."