"You said Guangren also knows the legend of reuniting souls." Wu Mian stared at Jia Shifang coldly. The white-haired man's eyes seemed to see through the thoughts of "Master Gao", which made his scalp numb.

Jia Shifang did not dare to lie. After saluting respectfully, he said, "I heard from Master Guangren Dafang that there are many legends about monsters in the Tongfu Temple in Tibet. One of them is that it can regain the souls, but he does not believe in such legends. He only said that it was fabricated by local Tibetans. Even if people die, they cannot be resurrected, let alone the souls that have disappeared."

"There is such a legend." Wu Mian didn't seem to hear Jia Shifang's second half. After muttering, he turned to "Xu Fu" and said: "I don't care what you want to do. If the legend is true, will you help me find the blood of the monster that reunited my soul?"

After a smile on his face, he continued, "Although I don't want to do anything, since you have spoken. As long as you confirm that the legend is true before I die, I will definitely help you."

After 'Xu Fu' finished speaking, Gui Bugui smiled bitterly, and then said as if he was talking to himself: "It's not that he was guarding him or not, he didn't defend himself. Go and prepare for the convoy. We are going to travel far to Tibet, and we need to prepare more this time."

When the housekeeper went to arrange the matter, Gui Bugui smiled bitterly at Wu Mian, and then continued to say to the two of them: "The Sishui No. 100% sale in Tibet, and this time it will be a little harder. This trip this time is different from the past, and it takes several days to prepare. There are still many sale of Sishui No. 1 along the way. Nanjing cannot buy everything, so I will buy it slowly on the way."

After a slight smile, 'Xu Fu' said, "There is no hurry to do this, as long as I can arrive before I die."

"Master Dafang, what else do you have to do? Can you put them all on the table?" Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "You don't need to lead us away step by step, take them out all of them. It's also easy for us to prepare. When we first met, you would have said all these months, so you wouldn't be so busy.

"Old guy, when will you get rid of your suspicious problem?" After a smile on his face, Xu Fu continued, "If you don't come back this time, my skin will be cheaper. Will I use my life as a bargaining chip?"

Gui Bugui smiled bitterly and said, "That's what Master Dafang is so powerful. If we come back, we will naturally be happy. Then Master Dafang can take us to Tibet for a walk. If you are not lucky and we don't react, then Master Dafang will not lose, you can also cheat Xu Lu. You can completely remove the thorn in the eyes of the other Xu Fu. Xu Lu takes your body and can only live for a few months at most."

At this time, Xu Lu, who seemed like a big shrimp, realized that he had really taken over "Xu Fu's body" and had only a few months of life. Thinking that he had also lost his biological son, Xu Lu's heart was so painful that he thrust.

The journey from Nanjing to Tibet is long, and even a big deal like Sishui was prepared for two days. Early in the morning on the third day, eleven carriages left Nanjing City in a mighty manner and marched towards Tibet.

When they set out, there were only eleven carriages, but with the continuous supply along the way, they came to Tibet through Yunnan and Guizhou, and actually gathered thirty-eight carriages. After entering Tibet, they could hardly see the Sishui business. Tibet was poor, even if there were big deals like Sishui business, they only opened shops in big places like Lhasa.

After arriving in Tibet, he almost received any supplies. Fortunately, Gui Bugui ordered that he would carry enough items and he didn't have to worry about not being able to provide food and drink. The manager of the Sishui shop in Lhasa specially found a local guide from Tongfu Temple for Gui Bugui. This is a Tibetan in his fifties named Davadorji. He lives in a village near Tongfu Temple and grew up listening to the legend of Tongfu Temple. Davadorji has been doing fur and herbal business with Sishui for many years and can speak fluent Chinese language.

Gui Bugui called Davadorji to his carriage, and then said to him with a smile: "I heard that you live near Tongfu Temple? Are there often legends of gods and ghosts there? I like to listen to this. You can say a few paragraphs, and I will give you money."

"Master, you dare not talk nonsense when you enter Tibet. The Buddhas here are very effective. Once a Buddha who passes by is unhappy when you hear it, it will cause disaster for you." While speaking, Davadorji folded his hands together and bowed to the West repeatedly.

"We are not spreading rumors to the Buddha, but just want to hear the legends about the Tongfu Temple." Seeing Davadorji's pious look, Gui Bugui smiled and then continued: "I have heard of countless demons and monsters under the Tongfu Temple in the mainland. By the way, the Songjie Rencuokuo Buddha in the temple is still my friend of the old man, and he said that we would come here to worship the Buddha."

"That was the demon that the great Songtsen Gampo shot. He sealed all the demons and monsters he shot for his life under the Great Buddha Temple. He also invited Laba from the Western Paradise, and Kuofu came to guard the Great Buddha Temple." Hearing Gui Bugui knew a little about the legend of the Tong Buddha Temple, Davadorji relaxed his defense and began to talk about the legends about the Tong Buddha Temple among Tibetans.

Before, the people from Sishui only asked him to be a guide. Some people in the village said that these people were attracted by the golden Buddha and jewelry hidden in the belly of the Bodhisattva statue in the Great Buddha Temple. However, now they are unheard of this convoy. Even if the Buddha statue in the Great Buddha Temple is full of gold, they may not be able to buy such a convoy. And if they see you, you will recognize Song Jie Rencuo. Is that living Buddha good enough? Since you are his friend, you can't be wrong. At this moment, Davadorji began to talk about the legend of the Great Buddha Temple.

However, just as Davadorji was about to tell some of the legend of the temple, these people were open to their eyes. A figure appeared in front of the convoy. Then Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and their familiar voices sounded: "Is it the Sishui team? I'll ask me about it. You have a boss called Gui Bugui, I don't know if he died."

This man used to call himself a warlock grandpa, and had been a priest for a few days. Why did he start calling himself a poor man again? Gui Bugui and Wu Mian looked at each other and hurriedly ordered to stop the car. Then he hurriedly jumped out of the carriage. He ran to the front of the convoy and saw a Xi Yingzhen wearing a ragged outfit, stopping their convoy.

"Grandpa Warlock, why have you seen me in Tibet? I haven't seen you for so many years, and I've been thinking about you in my heart." After seeing Xi Yingzhen, Gui Bugui smiled and hurriedly met him. He said as he walked, "Why did you change to this dress? The Taoist temple in the world dare to accept you."

"It's really whether you are the old guy. Master Dao, I understand when I see such a large convoy. It's either the emperor has arrived, or you, the big boss of the Sishui has arrived." As he spoke, Xi Yingzhen's throat surging for a moment, as if he was swallowing his saliva

Xi Yingzhen didn't see the 'Xu Fu' still in the car. After patting Gui Bugui's shoulder, he said, "Since I met Master Dao, that's the old man, you're in trouble. Hurry up and set a tent to prepare some food and drink for me. Since entering Tibet, Master Dao has never eaten serious food this time, don't have too much food. Four cool and eight hot twelve dishes, and another jar of old wine is right, and your family has no desire to accompany the table. That silly boy's appetite is good."
Chapter completed!