Ma Sihai squinted his eyes and looked carefully, saying, "There is no such mess in this group of wolves, or it is hiding in a corner that is giving orders. If we don't kill it, we may not escape. In my opinion, I should not act irresponsibly. Even if you can rush in and rescue Batel, it is not optimistic. This is not a forest or a mountainous area. This is a grassland, without any cover. As long as we shoot all the bullets, the group of hungry wolves will pounce on us and tear us apart."

There is no other ability to hold your treasure, but it is to have unique insights on dealing with the creatures in the world. Wushuang has to ask Ma Sihai what better way to do it.

Ma Sihai said, we must not divide our troops. We will break up the wolf in front of Huangmiao and rush in, supply ammunition to the people inside, and use the four walls of Huangmiao as a support to fight back. How long can it last?

"Second grandpa, are you confused? Look at it, there are too many of them. How many bullets can all of us have together?" Wushuang asked.

"My dear, I believe that the world has its own way. If you don't see a rabbit or a hawk, as long as the embarrassment dares to show its head, their doomsday will come!" Ma Sihai said confidently.

"Okay, listen to my second grandpa, Yun Qiang, take someone in and save your elder brother!" Wushuang ordered.

More than fifty horses were riding fast horses towards Huangmiao, and they fired guns while running. They were now ammunition, and the sound horsemen were accurate in shooting skills. Isn’t it easy to tear a hole open?

The companions hiding in the Huang Temple heard the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, and the gunshots became increasingly dense. They quickly opened the Huang Temple gate in one go and attacked the hungry wolf in front and back. The horse team rushed into the Huang Temple with a roar. Yun Qiang closed the temple gate with his backhand and assigned his brothers to every corner of the outer wall of the Huang Temple to form cross fire.

"Batter has seen you!" Baatter knelt on one knee with his fists.

"Get up quickly, when is it still important to these things? How? How many people have you lost?" Wushuang helped him up.

"Hey! I have only eight brothers left. If you didn't come, I would have to be buried in the wolf's mouth in a few minutes. We don't care, but you... why are you here too? You finally escaped and don't take risks for our horse gang! Yun Qiang, let the brothers escort my brother out!" After so much, Bartel gradually began to trust the young master who was trusted by the thief. Whether they were Wu Gongyao or Mo Xiaoqi's subordinates, the two thief ancestors had only one descendant, Wushuang, if there was a mistake...

The two lamas seemed to have been indifferent to life and death. They sat in the Huang Temple with their eyes closed and their prayer drums chanting in their mouths.

"You said you two really have the concentration? Are you stupid? Why don't you leave? Ranch No. 7 is empty and you still don't leave? Why? Buddha cuts his flesh and feeds the eagle, you two want to give up the wolf?" Wushuang had no faith, and he didn't bother to kick these lamas who recited scriptures. He was really anxious. If it weren't for saving them, Bater might not have been almost wiped out. They had a fast horse, so why could they run away even if they could not run away?

"My master, please calm down. I just asked, these two lamas will never leave. They must say that the temple is there, and even if they die, they will die in the temple." Battel grabbed Wushuang.

There is a small tower more than two meters high in Huangmiao Courtyard, with a stone gabion on it, and a brass container similar to a chime bell is placed in the cage.

"What's the point of doing this?" Wushuang opened the gabion and reached in and was about to take out the bell.

"Stop! Don't touch it, that's the treasure of our temple!" The little lama rushed up and grabbed Wushuang.

"What kind of temple-stood treasure can you have in the Yellow Temple in the grassland? Really, you will be rewarded with your life? Feed the wolf in a while." Wushuang is not a dog-eyed look at people, what good things are there in the Dong family? Wushuang has never seen any good things since he was a child? Even if the lama gave Wushuang this bronze bell, he wouldn't want to take it.

If someone dared to talk to Wushuang like this, he would have been beaten and kicked by these group of horses. However, the Yellow Temple has their faith, so he could only advise Wushuang not to be as knowledgeable as the two little lamas.

Ma Sihai is good at observing things. He has seen many treasures in the world, and nothing can escape his awareness. He stroked his gray beard and said, "Haha... I'm not an ordinary copper bell. This object is called the dry bell, which is a sealed container for valuable items on the grassland. This pagoda is called the Buddha bone tower. I believe that the dry bell worships Buddha bone relics. Buddha bone relics are only available after the monks are sitting on the bones. In Tibetan Buddhism, it is a symbol of the infinite Dharma. For this Huang Temple, it can naturally be regarded as a treasure."

"Oh? Buddha bone relic? I didn't expect that there were monks here to practice Zen in the small yellow temple before?"

Bater said, "You guy, you don't know that the reason why the Huang Temple is effective is also due to its previous host. Our name is Master. This master is called Luobu Ganya. His Buddhist teachings are boundless. He is the living Buddha Ganbu on the Hulunbuir prairie. The living Buddha has also come to listen to him talk about Zen.

"Dried radish... Ya? I seem to have heard of it? I have sinned and I have offended it just now, but I hope my master will forgive me!" Wushuang respects the religion of every nation. Although the thief has no faith, he does not reject faith. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Master Robganya's relics.

Yunqiang's horse gang was going to the Sino-Russian junction to find Wushuang, so they carried sufficient ammunition. For a moment, the sound horsemen temporarily forced the wolves out of the outside with muskets and bullets, but the wolves did not go far and were still outside the book, waiting for the best time for the next attack in the area where muskets could not be shot.

Bater ordered his brothers to go out and deal with the wolf corpses outside the temple and regroup the scattered ammunition together.

"You two are reluctant to leave just to guard the master's relics?" Wushuang asked.

"Yes, the master said before his death that he would turn into relics after his death, so that we should keep them at all, and we should not let them leave the Huang Temple half a step away from the two little lamas.

"Why? Since he has high magic power, can't he calculate that there will be a wolf disaster in the grassland in a few years? His disciple has to guard the relics if he doesn't even save his life? Isn't this stupid?"

Ma Sihai has lived in the mountains of Daxinganling for half a century. The horrifying legends on the mountains and grasslands cannot escape his ears. Of course, some are evil and unreliable. Some are true. Ma Sihai still remembers them vividly, such as this teacher Luobu Ganya.
Chapter completed!