This group of illegal elements entrenched in Huyagou were previously active in the Golden Triangle area. Under the encirclement of local governments, they retreated to the deep mountains and forests with their peers.

Although its power has weakened a lot, its predecessor was a warlord after all. The lean camel was bigger than a horse, and the heavy machine guns of rocket launchers were not new. I heard that there were several tanks.

Li Daoran and Wang Yutong are both mortals. Although Li Daoran is profound in Taoism, he cannot withstand the pure and pure waves of Bodhisattva Namo Gatlin.

Wang Yutong was filled with sorrow. This is not China. There are criminal forces who can solve the problem by calling the police. This is Myanmar. The efforts of the government and the police are worrying.

"It really doesn't work, so I can only hire mercenaries." Wang Yutong said.

Li Daoran put down the map in his hand and smiled on his face, "No need to be so troublesome. Are you doing my spare money for traveling when you are a Taoist master?"

Looking at Li Daoran's confident expression, Wang Yutong couldn't help asking: "What is the way for the real person of Shengxu to let us go without knowing it?"

Li Daoran revealed a mysterious smile, "The mountain man has his own trick!"

After saying that, he turned around and asked Zata, who was alert, to point to the map and asked about some situations.

Zata couldn't understand the map, but he knew this in his heart. He leaned on the ground with a branch and wrote and painted. Li Daoran couldn't help but nodded, and his confidence on his face became stronger.

With a light cough, the dozing old man on the boat woke up from his sleep.

The dog got up, shook his tail and licked the back of his hand. The old man on the boat took out a piece of dry cake from his backpack and threw it over. The dog jumped up and bit it, running and chewed it.

The old man on the boat lit a bag of cigarettes, sucked the clouds and mist and came to Li Daoran. He saw him write and draw on the map and said something.

The translator of Zata on the side said, "The old man asked if you are also looking for treasure."

What he said was "Yes", which means that someone else has come.

Li Daoran asked Zata to translate, and the old man on the boat smiled without saying a word. Wang Yutong chuckled, opened the waterproof bag, and gave him all the remaining money. Then the old man spoke.

After some conversation, I learned that it was not only one of them who went to Dagong Mountain, but there were two teams of people in front of them, all of whom were sent by the old man on a boat. There were a large number of people and a lot of things to carry, which was more professional than them.

Li Daoran joked: "Has this Dagong Mountain become a tourist attraction? Internet celebrities have all checked in?"

It is uncertain whether Dagong Mountain is a tourist attraction, but the two groups in front are definitely not Internet celebrities.

Baishitong said that there is a ferocious monster there. Where there are monsters, there are very likely treasures hidden. These people are going to hunt for treasures.

But there is no need to worry. The other party is looking for Wang Yusheng’s lost soul, and there is no conflict of interest between the two parties.

Everyone had enough rest and set off again. The wolf-eyed searchlight was placed in front of the bamboo raft to illuminate and went downstream.

The river also has high tides and tides, and the river has become more turbulent. It was originally a three-hour journey, but it was less than two hours before reaching the destination.

After getting off the bamboo raft and going ashore, there was Huya Gully in front of it. According to the agreement, Zata sent them here and left with the boatman.

Next, we had to hike forward. One-third of the supplies they brought were spares. The three of them reorganized them and divided some items to hide them on the spot. They only brought essentials and tried to get lighter.

In the early morning, the forest was heavily wet, and the grass leaves half a person were covered with dew. Bai Fengjiu waved his knife to open the road in front. When the east was white, he finally arrived near Huya Gully.

Bai Fengjiu clasped her fists and made a gesture to stop the action. The three of them hid in the grass and followed the direction of his fingers. There was a lookout in the distance.

Wang Yutong took out the telescope to check. The observation deck was supported by four wooden stakes worth more than ten meters, with thatched on it. A sentry in a shabby military uniform was dozing off with a gun in his arms.

Li Daoran patted Bai Fengjiu with his hand, then pointed to the hill opposite, and he wanted to go up to observe the terrain.

The three of them quietly retreated and detoured to the foot of the mountain, and spent two hours climbing the top of the mountain.

Li Daoran looked around and then turned around and left. Wang Yutong looked puzzled. He climbed up for two hours, glanced at him and went back?

Li Daoran was still keeping a secret and said that this look was enough. Now let’s find a place to rest and wait for the night to swagger through the Huya Groov.

Wang Yutong was resting, but Bai Fengjiu was pulled by Li Daoran to do coolies.

Huyagou is a trumpet terrain with a thin end outside and a thick end inside.

In Taoist Feng Shui, this terrain is called Yinqu.

Yin Qi is like an ocean current, which will change with the trend of mountains and rivers.

For some unknown reason, there is a strong yin energy flowing outward because of the yin energy activity. The D-traders living inside cannot detect it and will not cause any harm. However, if there is a disorder in the yin energy, people living inside will experience various symptoms, which will be sick at the mildest and die at the worst.

Of course, Li Daoran would not kill anyone. He just wanted to use the formation to let these people sleep for a while.

The two dug a 20-centimeter-deep and 30-meter-long arc-shaped ditch two hundred meters away from the trumpet.

Bai Fengjiu digs in front, and Li Daoran pours red powder into it from behind.

This powder is called red nitrogen, which has the same effect as cinnabar, but has better and stronger effects.

After sprinkling red salt and covering it with soil, Li Daoran clapped his hands and said, "Xiaobai, do you know what Dao Ye is called?"

Bai Fengjiu threw the engineer shovel aside, sat on a stone to rest, and said casually: "This is the Yang Bow Formation."

Li Daoran raised his eyebrows. This Yang Bow Formation was a magic that was not passed down by his sect. How could Bai Fengjiu see that?

Bai Fengjiu saw Li Daoran's face full of surprise and sneered: "Digging such a large and half circle is obviously in the shape of a bow and arrow, and sprinkling with red salt of yang attributes. With your level of education that has not graduated from junior high school, you probably can't think of any high-end name."

The muscles on Li Daoran's face twitched, and he twisted his face and said, "Xiaobai, you have no friends when you chat like this."

Suddenly, Bai Fengjiu's expression moved slightly and grabbed Li Daoran's collar.

Li Daoran felt that he was being hung on a galloping bus, half of his body was dragged on the ground, and the sharp stones on the ground made his butt hurt.

"Xiaobai, what do you want to do..."

Li Daoran cursed, but Bai Fengjiu covered his mouth and made a gesture of silence.

"Someone is coming." Bai Fengjiu said in a low voice.

The two of them quietly raised their heads. Among the weeds half a man tall, two thin men with guns walked in the distance. They were dark-skinned and loose in military uniforms, chatting while walking.

Li Daoran was sweating secretly and was almost discovered.

As soon as a hanging heart was relieved, he walked in and raised it again.

The two of them walked to the place where Bai Fengjiu was digging a hole and stopped, pointing to the ground and said something. One of them bent down to pick up something. It turned out to be the engineer shovel used by Bai Fengjiu.
Chapter completed!