Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 157 Thinking

The wind whistled and the leaves swayed.

The moonlight shines through the towering forest, illuminating the dark path ahead for Qin Huai and the other two.

On the thorny road, Qin Huai frowned slightly, and Tian Wu in the Niwan Palace was slightly agitated. Obviously, Qin Huai's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Although Yanbu handled the situation promptly and sent out the two lords Yujie to calm the situation, everything seemed to be back on track on Bingshen 33.

But Qin Huai felt that some things could not be thought of so simply.

I was lucky this time. When Sifan exploded, I happened to have a life-saving talisman in my hand that could instantly fly ten thousand meters away, so I was able to barely save my life.

But what about next time? What about next time?
He didn't think he could survive every time under the miserable death. Didn't you see that Du Er returned to Yamabuli, and he was permanently missing a hand?
Although this incident was accidental, it also sounded a wake-up call for him.

Soon after entering the Yamafu, the second fruit encountered a strange and unpredictable, almost unstoppable power of mortal desire. How many strange and fatal crises will there be in the next Yamafu event?
Qin Huai was not afraid of danger, but he was afraid that he would not have the corresponding means to deal with it.

We have to think of a way.
At least we should develop a set of reconnaissance methods first. We can't rely on a single glimpse for everything.

After so many days of traveling in Yamafu, Qin Huai also discovered that a quick glance is not everything.

Strength gap, counter-attack skills, and the power of mortal desire
In many cases, a quick glance provides very little information.

Forget it, there’s no rush for this, just take your time.

Qin Huai's eyes flickered, and while he had nothing to do on the road, he began to think about some deeper things.

Although I have understood Sifan's origins after asking the master three questions, I still know very little about Sifan's purpose and means.

What is the purpose of this group of fallen people? Is the power of longing for the mortal world their reliance? Are they setting up this kind of bomb just to ambush the Yamafu walker?

Too many questions without answers.

Thinking about the promise of the master, and the couple who came to the island to find him seven months ago. (Qin Huai first entered the island in October 2011)
The more Qin Huai looked at him, the more he felt that this intermediary seemed to be trying to please him for no reason and had other intentions.

However, since the ten masters have personally invited me, I should still give enough respect to the strong.

Let’s go there after the ninth day of the Jiazi year in the Huitian period.

He had a good impression of this gentle, elegant, and teacher-like host.

If we handle it carefully, nothing should go wrong, right?

After figuring out everything, Qin Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up, dozens of miles of mountain road passed by in a flash, and the dark thousand-year-old temple was within reach.

Although the mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk on, without the burden of a large amount of supplies, the journey of dozens of miles was only a quarter of an hour for the three people who were at least at the fourth level of Dao Art.

In front of the main hall, hundreds of brave guards worked in groups of two to clean up the collapsed bricks, stones and broken wood, clearing out a place for rest.

"Master Baihu."

Zhang Teng walked over with bloodshot eyes.

"Are you guys okay?"

Qin Huai glanced at the deep pit in the center of the hall, his expression somewhat solemn.

"The Buddha's self-explosion was quite powerful. Many brothers fainted and just woke up."

"Are there any casualties?"

"The Hundred Warriors are protected by the military demons, so they are fine. But the Captain is under a lot of pressure from facing the Buddha's evil directly. Is he injured?"

"It's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning."

Seeing Zhang Teng's concern, Qin Huai curled up the corners of his mouth, patted his shoulder, and turned to walk into the hall.

"Is everyone okay?"

Qin Huai glanced around and found that the situation of the people left behind was not very good.

The mad witch was missing an arm and was using a piece of ebony to heal his wound; the dragon fire woman had tattered clothes and was wearing a piece of flowered cloth to mend; the railway man was the most amazing, he was pouring a ladle of red hot gold liquid into his mouth.
"It's OK" "I won't die"

Qin Huai looked at the three teams that were still injured after being repaired by Lord Yu, and his understanding of Yanfu seemed to deepen.

"There shouldn't be anything to do tonight, so everyone should have a good rest. We'll set off again at 5 a.m. tomorrow."

Not caring about the dirt on the ground, the three of them sat down cross-legged. Staring at the empty space at the end of the hall where Du Er's smelting furnace was originally placed, Qin Huai turned to Shui Yi beside him.

"Why is there no one over there? Isn't it empty?"

Yuan, who was tying the cloth strips, raised his head and looked along Qin Huai's elbow. After thinking for a moment, he replied in a muffled voice.

"I don't know. Anyway, there are no outsiders tonight. If Captain Qin wants to have some peace and quiet, he can go over there to rest."

Oh? No outsiders?

Has even the memory of Du Er been erased?
Qin Huai raised his eyebrows, but before he could think about it, the exhaustion after the battle and the numbness and soreness in his limbs came over him, and he felt sleepy.

I simply stopped thinking about it and just closed my eyes.

After a while, Qin Huai fell into a deep sleep holding Suiyun.
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In the extreme north of Jiaozhi, there is Xuanhua Prefecture.

The sea of clouds was rolling, the Milky Way was shining, and a group of Yamabu walking on the steep cliff were quietly gathering.

"The boss took a lot of effort to open the door for us this time, so please be careful."

The person who spoke was a young man about 1.80 meters tall, wearing a camouflage military uniform and with short hair.

"Although the chances are slim this time, it is very likely that nothing will be gained. But if you really find a clue, don't act rashly. Wait for me to inform the boss first."

"Boss, we are all old people and we know the rules."

Opposite the man, among the crowd, a man covered in armor walked through the mask with a steady tone.

The man in military uniform nodded, pulled out a map, and began distributing tasks to everyone.

"According to the last intelligence analysis, the target has left Wudang and could be anywhere in the fruit. However, the target is a Taoist who lives a carefree life. It is very likely that he will comprehend the world and travel around. So our goal should still be to visit some famous mountains and rivers, and some strange sights."

"Zou Wu, you are fast, go to the northwest Kunlun. There are many exotic beasts there, so there is a high possibility that the target will go there."

"Ape, you go to the southwest. Those people in the Secret Treasure Domain are not easy to deal with. You have to be careful."

"Twenty days. If there is no trace of them after twenty days, you can report to me, leave, and return to Jambu. Also, if there are any other situations, please report to me at any time. Any questions?"

The man in military uniform looked around and nodded when he saw that no one had any objection.

"set off!"

Several deputies disappeared in a leap, and the man took out a rather sci-fi communicator and dialed a number.

"Hey?"

"Boss, we have already started the action. What did Master Yu find this time?"

"That person should not have ascended yet, he is still in Bingshen thirty-three."

The woman's voice was lazy, and the sound of flipping pages came from the communicator.

"Okay, boss. I'll get to work then."

"Zuzhuang, be careful, don't die."

The woman's voice was slow, and at the end, she suddenly remembered a sentence.

"Don't worry, boss. It won't happen."

The man in military uniform looked at the northeastern night sky, which was the direction of Wudang.