The fifth thousand seven hundred and forty-five chapters deep wooden fish sound
Amid the ear-splitting roar of the helicopter, Wanlin and his group quickly boarded the helicopter, which slowly rose upwards. The rapidly rotating propeller raised a cloud of dust in the spacious temple. Jingheng's two senior brothers clasped their hands together,
He bowed and stood motionless in the flying dust mist.
At this moment, waves of deep wooden fish sounds suddenly sounded from the temple below. The wooden fish sounds were low and slow, but the deep sound was like all-pervasive air, penetrating through the roar of the helicopter and the thick bulkhead, and went straight to
The low wooden fish sound seemed to be ringing in the ears of a group of people in Wanlin.
When Chengru and the others heard the sound of wooden fish echoing around their eardrums, they all looked at each other with wide eyes in shock. Chengru and Zhang Wa unconsciously shouted in a low voice: "The old mage has such deep inner strength!"
Everyone followed and looked at the young monk on the side. Among them, only Wan Lin and Feng Dao had seen Master Changtian. Although they had heard from Wan Lin and Feng Dao that Master Changtian had profound skills, they now heard with their own ears that this old man
Everyone was still shocked by the sound of the wooden fish that the senior used his internal strength to knock out. At this time, they also understood that it was no wonder that the young monk had such a solid foundation of internal strength and martial arts.
At this time, the little monk didn't say a word, and was lying tightly beside the porthole staring out the window motionlessly. He heard the sound of wooden fish coming from the temple, and tears flashed in his eyes.
He stuck out his butt and stared out the window, murmuring: "Master...Master, Senior Brother, Hu...zi, I...I know, you...you all...can't bear to leave me. But...
But I find... I am... a soldier now, and I am busy... busy, so... I will come back often to see you... in the future!"
Before the young monk finished speaking, an ear-splitting tiger howl sounded from the temple! In the ear-splitting sound, two leopards suddenly stood up from the legs of Wan Lin and Xiaoya, and made two ear-splitting roars.
The roar of a leopard followed from within the narrow cabin.
The sudden roar caused the helicopter in the air to shake violently. Wan Lin and Xiaoya quickly picked up the two leopards. Feng Dao, who was sitting next to the little monk, also grabbed the arm of the little monk who was leaning over.
, everyone then looked towards the nose of the plane with some worry.
Everyone already understood that the sudden tiger roar below must be the roar of that tiger. Just now, the two leopards who were playing with this new friend in the mountains must have heard Wan Lin's roar.
After the command, the tiger ran towards the temple like a gust of wind. The tiger could not keep up with the footsteps of these two strange beasts.
Now, the tiger that had just rushed into the temple must have seen Jingheng's two senior brothers standing alone in the courtyard, and the helicopter parked in the courtyard had already risen into the sky.
The tiger must have realized that Jingheng, his little friend, and the two new friends had left, so in anxiety, the tiger immediately jumped up and let out an ear-splitting roar into the air.
Amidst the deafening roar in the cabin, the little monk had tears streaming down his face. He looked out the window and suddenly shouted: "Hu...zi, I...I, I'm leaving! I'll see you again next time!"
Amid the heart-rending shouts of the little monk, the cabin suddenly became quiet. The two leopards then jumped out of Wan Lin and Xiaoya's arms and jumped directly onto the little monk's shoulders. They used their furry heads to push hard.
Rubbing the little monk's cheek.
The little monk held the two leopards in his arms, then pressed his tear-stained face deeply against the furry bodies of the two leopards.
Everyone looked at each other when they saw the little monk's sad look. Xiaoya and Lingling leaned forward to pull the little monk up. At this time, Feng Dao glanced at Wan Lin, then waved to Xiaoya and the other two and said, "Let's go."
Jingheng, please calm down for a while." Xiaoya and Lingling heard Feng Dao's dissuasion, and both of them silently retracted their outstretched arms.
They already understood that the little monk was still young. He had never been away from his master, senior brother, and the tiger he had grown up with since he was a child for such a long time.
Now, he left in a hurry as soon as he came back, and he really felt uncomfortable in his heart. So it was useless to try to persuade this kid. He could only let him calm down slowly.
At this time, the helicopter had already turned around in the air and accelerated towards the towering peaks in the distance. The pilot's voice sounded in the cabin: "Report to Colonel Wan that we will land at the No. 3 supply station in the mountains at about eleven o'clock, and then
Replenish fuel. Just now, the supply station asked for permission to prepare lunch for us?"
Wan Lin was about to answer when he heard the pilot's report. Cheng Ru, who was sitting next to him, whispered to him: "Baotou, the little monk didn't have breakfast. The rest of the team members saw Master Changtian and the two senior brothers reluctant to leave.
It seems that no one is in the mood to eat, do you think we should ask the supply station to prepare some lunch?"
Wan Lin nodded and said: "That's fine, I didn't notify grandpa when we went back this time." He then ordered into the microphone next to his mouth: "Lieutenant Hu, notify the supply station and ask them to prepare lunch for us. It's simple.
Just order, we will set off immediately after eating. Yes, I will convey the order to them immediately." The reply from the pilot Lieutenant Hu was heard in the cabin.
A group of people from Wan Lin finished lunch at a supply depot set up by the Southwest Military Region in the mountains. Pilot Lieutenant Hu walked in from the door accompanied by Platoon Commander Xu, the commander of the supply depot.
Platoon leader Xu looked at the group of people in Wanlin and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to have wronged you, the leaders. Our conditions here are so simple."
Before he finished speaking, the young monk raised his bald head from the table made of wooden boards and said: "Report... report to the stationmaster, I... I am not the chief, they... are the chiefs. I... I will follow
You said, the food here...is delicious, I didn't even eat in the morning, I...I've eaten...I'm full, thank you...thank you!"
As soon as the boy finished speaking, there was laughter all around. Zhang Wa looked at the boy and asked with a smile: "Little monk, you eat so much, don't you miss your master and the others?"
As Zhang Wa asked, another layer of tears appeared in the little monk's eyes. He replied with a sad face: "Who...said that I...I don't miss Master and the others? I...I do, but...
But I'm really... really hungry. After eating... I'm full... I still miss... them."
Xiaoya saw that the little monk's mood had just improved a little, and Zhang Wa came to provoke this kid again. She quickly pulled the little monk to her side, looked at Zhang Wa and shouted angrily: "Baby, are you full and have nothing to do?
?" Lingling also picked up the chopsticks on the table and hit Zhang Wa.
Platoon leader Zhang from the supply depot looked at this armed little soldier with fondness, and then looked at Zhang Wa and the others with bandages on their bodies with some surprise.