Chapter 519

A man with a hatchet on his back was climbing the mountain with his upper body exposed.

This man was bare-chested. The sunlight on the plateau was very strong, and it was very easy for people to get sunburned. Most tourists would choose to wear sunscreen to protect themselves. Otherwise, if they got sunburned, they would peel off their skin, and if they got sunburned, it would lead to other skin diseases. The redness on the faces of many people in the plateau region was closely related to the strong ultraviolet radiation.

However, even though this man was bare-chested, exposing a large part of his skin to the sun, his skin was very white, as white as a newborn baby's. Such white skin formed a great contrast with the climate and the strong sunlight here.

The man was in his early twenties. His face was resolute, like the desolate mountains here, showing a calmness that exceeded his age. He was carrying a hatchet on his back. The hatchet was worn in many places, but it exuded a sense of historical vicissitudes. Obviously, even if it was really a hatchet, the traces of time that had brewed on it were enough for it to be displayed in some museums.

In front of the man, a little boy was running happily. The refined corpse left the road, jumped over the guardrail, and ran up and down. His body began to reveal a kind of naive and romantic color, full of childishness and joy. He was like a naughty child next door, playing to his heart's content.

The man slowly pulled out the hatchet on his back. The tip of the hatchet touched the very shallow layer of soil on the hillside, and actually produced a spark. Then, the man began to consciously quicken his pace, taking the initiative to meet the little boy.

The little boy continued to run, seemingly unaware of the man in front of him. He did not notice the hatchet in the man's hand, nor did he sense the rising murderous aura from the man.

Finally, when the distance between the man and the little boy was reduced to three meters, the man's hatchet made a "weng" sound. It was like a fierce beast that had been sleeping for many years had suddenly awakened at this time, bringing with it a sharp and mournful feeling.

"Gyatso, don't, it has a plague on it, it has a disaster!"

In the distance, Zha Xi, who had been chasing the little boy, immediately shouted. Obviously, she knew this man, but there was a trace of fear in her eyes when she looked at the man.

The man coldly glanced at Zha Xi in the distance, and the murderous aura in his eyes became even stronger. However, his hatchet still fell, but it was not chopped at the little boy, but inserted into the rock in front of the little boy. Then, he flipped his wrist.

"Boom!"

The little boy stopped in his tracks because a one-meter-deep ravine had appeared around him. It was a circle that left him alone in the same place. He could neither move forward nor retreat.

The man closed his eyes, and a circle of light appeared between his eyebrows. Then, he saw that the little boy's body contained a lot of terrifying phenomena. Then, his chest heaved up and down.

He knew very well what it meant for the local people to let this kind of thing run around freely, so he was very angry.

Zha Xi did not dare to move forward when she was very far away. She and this man had known each other since childhood, and they had once studied under a master together. However, she later left Tibet and went to the outside world. She only returned at the beginning of this year. She still remembered that when she chose to leave, she had tried to persuade the man to leave with her. In the end, the man's hatchet almost cut off her head. He said that she could leave, but if he saw her return, only death would await her.

This was because the man knew why she went out, and he also understood what she would do if she came back.

The man jumped over and grabbed the little boy's neck with one hand. He carried the little boy and jumped out of the pit, then walked towards Zha Xi.

Zha Xi began to unconsciously retreat. She could not help but want to keep her distance from this man. She was really afraid that this man would fulfill his promise from before and directly kill her when she appeared in front of him. Moreover, Zha Xi could feel that this man's strength had undergone an earth-shattering change in this one year. He was so strong that she felt as if she was suffocating.

How, how was this possible!

The man's name was Gyatso. In Tibetan, it meant sea. And now, the man who was constantly approaching was like a surging sea to Zha Xi.

"Did you make him?"

Gyatso asked. His tone was very low.

"No …" Zha Xi subconsciously wanted to deny it, but when she saw Gyatso's gaze, she nodded and said, "I made him, but I didn't put him outside. He was deliberately released by two mainlanders. I'm chasing him. Gyatso, you know that although I left here, you can't deny my feelings for this land!"

At this time, Ba Sang and Qiang Ba also came to Zha Xi's side. Ba Sang's body had obvious injuries. Obviously, the fierce battle with Su Bai had greatly damaged his vitality.

Looking at the three people in front of him, Gyatso's eyes revealed a hint of understanding.

However, the hatchet was still raised.

"You should still remember what I said in the past."

Zha Xi's eyes narrowed. He took a deep breath and defended himself. "You can't do this, Gyatso. You are the one who refuses to realize your mistakes. Do you know who I met outside? I met the Living Buddha himself. The Living Buddha expressed his affirmation to me. He …"

However, before Zha Xi could finish speaking, Gyatso's hatchet had already fallen.

…

"Monk, you are also resolute. I asked you to let them go, and you really let them go." Sitting in the car, Su Bai said as he ate the blood beads.

"I, the Poor Monk, had no choice. We wanted to send this family of three to the top of the mountain to get rid of them, but they actually stopped us. The Poor Monk feels that he should bear the consequences of his own sins. If the Poor Monk bears the consequences, it doesn't conform to karma."

"Can't you just say that you don't like them? You don't have to make it sound so genteel." Su Bai threw the cigarette butt out of the window. "Let's get rid of these two adults first. As for the child, if we can find him, we will. If we can't, then let's leave it to fate. The terrorist broadcast asked us to get rid of a family of three. We gave a discount and got rid of two of them. We don't ask for any rewards or good impressions. As long as we don't pursue the blame for our mistakes, we can just ask for a clear conscience."

The monk glanced at Su Bai and said, "You are obviously comforting yourself, but you still said a lot of genteel words."

"…" Su Bai was speechless.

Su Bai also smiled. He started the car and prepared to go to the top of the mountain. After driving for less than five minutes, a man appeared on the road in front of them. The man was holding the hand of a little boy. There were bloodstains on the man's body and hatchet.

Su Bai immediately stepped on the brakes and said impatiently, "Could it be the second wave?"

Qilü Monk looked at it and shook his head. He got out of the car and took the initiative to walk towards the man carrying the hatchet.

When the distance between the two was shortened, Gyatso put one hand together and bowed to the monk.

"Someone is insensible and has caused trouble for Master."

"Amitabha."

Immediately, Gyatso looked at Su Bai who was sitting in the car and frowned slightly. "A very cold person."

"We are kindred spirits." The monk explained.

Gyatso nodded thoughtfully. "Master, are you doing a mission?"

"Yes." The monk answered honestly, "Are you coming with us?"

Gyatso smiled and shook his head. "It's almost over. I won't join in to share the rewards and good impressions. Moreover, this is my home. For the peace and harmony here, it's my duty to do something."

The monk nodded.

Then, a man carrying a hatchet appeared in the van. The man and the monk sat in the back to accompany the family of three. Su Bai drove alone. While driving, Su Bai joked.

"Monk, do you think the terrorist broadcasters will give me a better impression after seeing how long I've been driving?"

The monk did not answer. Obviously, he was used to Su Bai's style. Gyatso thought about it seriously and replied, "According to the style of the terror broadcast, it will."

Su Bai curled his lips. His trip ended up like this. He was like a long-distance driver.

Finally, they reached the top of the mountain. There was no road here, but Su Bai did not care about the car and drove straight up. The slope was not very steep, so the car could still drive up.

For the last part of the road, the three of them grabbed one member of the family and went up to the top of the mountain.

The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. The monk tied the family of three together with yellow ribbons. He took a few steps back, lit the talisman in his hand, and began chanting. Gyatso stood beside the monk and also chanted something. Only Su Bai stood by the side with a cigarette in his mouth and watched the show. Looking at the two of them using spells, Su Bai's heart was indeed a little itchy. Although he had a special physique, he had to find a way to get some Blood Race magic in the future. It was really too tempting to watch.

A flame seemed to appear out of thin air and began to burn the family of three. The family of three struggled desperately to resist, but the yellow ribbons tightly bound them together.

Finally, there were three piles of ashes on the ground.

"Reality mission completed."

The terror broadcast's voice appeared in Su Bai's mind. It was a notification and there was no reward.

Gyatso looked at the three piles of ashes on the ground, "They were also pitiful people."

Indeed, the family had come out to travel happily, but they ended up like this.

"What about those people?"

"I killed them." Gyatso replied, "Life will always get better, but there will always be some people who like to mess around. In fact, the people of this land are very easily satisfied."

Gyatso turned around and looked at the winding road below. "These roads and these tunnels are the best proof. I believe that other than this country, there is probably no other country or government willing to open tunnels and build roads here. Because basically, there is no economic return, it is just a blind effort.

Every time I walk through those tunnels, I can hear the voices of the young people who sacrificed their lives to build these tunnels, especially those tombstones on the side of Chuanwen Highway. Master, do you see them? "

Monk nodded.

"During the earthquake that year, the tombstones of the soldiers who sacrificed themselves were placed there. When the vehicles along the way passed that road, no one had the heart to honk. In fact, everyone has the same respect and awe for life."

"Hey, is it the news broadcast?" Su Bai sat in the van and waved, "What time is it? Get in the car. Tonight, find a high-end hotel to have a good meal and sleep is the most important thing."

Monk smiled and said to Gyatso, "Let's go together, I will send you down the mountain."

Gyatso did not refuse and got in the van with Monk.

Su Bai was adjusting the car's CD. After putting a disc in, he asked Monk behind him,

"We completed the reality mission for the terror broadcast. How will the specific benefits be revealed?"

Before Monk could answer, Su Bai suddenly felt a suffocating pain in his chest. His whole body was lying on the steering wheel.

Qilü Monk, who was sitting in the back, also had a gloomy expression. He clutched his chest in pain.

Then, Gyatso also took a deep breath. His arm was pressed against the door, and cold sweat began to flow down his face.

The car CD that Su Bai had just pushed in began to play music:

"Love goes too fast like a tornado,

I can't bear it, I have nowhere to hide,

I don't want to think anymore,

I don't want to think anymore … "