Zhou Jian's eyebrows frowned into the Sichuan character: "Look at it carefully, is it the person in the dark?"

Loulan nodded and watched carefully.

At this time, the convoy drove into the street with the sound of Fanyin and cheers, only a few steps away from the tea shop. In addition to the strict defense, the woman on the carriage was most noticeable.

The eight women wrapped in black clothes were filled with exotic aura everywhere. Their eyes were pious, but there was a feeling of indescribableness, similar to empty space, and became more mysterious with the blessing of the Sanskrit.

suddenly!

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and a purple window screen of the huge carriage was blown up. In the carriage covered with golden silk and engraved with Buddhist totems, a woman happened to look to the left.

Zhou Jian's sharp eyes were just right, and his eyes were intersecting. Although it was a moment, he was shocked!

It was a side face, a perfect outline, and it was even shining in snow-white. Zhou Jian had no time to see her facial features clearly, and he felt a sense of guilt!

She has a temperament that saves all living beings, which makes people feel ashamed of seeing from afar!

When Zhou Jian wanted to see clearly, the window screen closed again. He couldn't help but be disappointed. It seemed that he had seen everything, but it seemed that he had seen nothing, like the sound of the Sanskrit, nothingness and emptiness.

He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, but he had a certain feeling that the woman was unhappy.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Yang Wei reached out and shook his hand in front of him: "The convoy has gone far away, what are you still watching?"

Zhou Jian suddenly came back to his senses. He had lost his mind for so long and fell into the outline of Fanyin and the side face!

He looked forward to the head again, and saw that the convoy had entered the depths of Silan City along the street. The places he passed were all kneeling together, extremely pious.

"How is it, have you noticed it?" Zhou Jian raised his eyebrows.

Loulan still shook his head and looked around in a vague way: "Charma is not here. If he is here, it is impossible for the lord of Silan City to lead the team."

"What should I do now?" Master Ku stepped forward, his elderly and calm face full of loyalty.

Zhou Jian frowned and thought for a while and said, "Is there any other way to find the first escort?"

Loulan hesitated and said, "I have some believers and informants here. When I contact you, I should know some inside information."

"Okay, let's act separately. You can use your method to find the trace of the First Guardian, Guanyinbi, and you and Qingtianjian to find a place to stay."

"Master Ku, Yang Wei, and I continued to follow the convoy to see if there was any discovery." He ordered clearly, making preparations.

After all, it has been more than ten days, and it is only half the time before the Nile Festival. After dealing with the matter here, we still have to hurry up.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded slightly, then separated in the tea shop and mixed into the crowd without attracting any attention.

Zhou Jian and the other two followed the convoy all the way. When Loulan separated, he gave him a portrait to facilitate finding someone.

But a few hours passed, and Chalma never appeared. This Bodhisattva's convoy went east and west, constantly creating momentum, constantly creating a compassionate character in front of the Hu people in the Western Regions.

It caused a sensation among the Hu people, which made it difficult for Zhou Jian not to believe whether this woman had any conspiracy.

It was about to dusk, and it was almost dark, and the curfew in Silan City was about to start, and the Qiangwoo's convoy was finally back.

They entered a temple in the center of Silan City, where there were many Buddha statues, but there were no monks, such as the places where believers in Silan City kneeled and worshiped and burned incense.
Chapter completed!