But when Blue and White saw that Zhao Mobei and the others were thrown away, they did not dare to relax at all.

She knew that most of these people would catch up.

He pursed his lips tightly, his delicate face was a bit anxious and nervous.

This night should be the darkest night in the life of blue and white.

He drove his golf, running desperately like a little sheep under the tiger's mouth.

The heart is always tight, like a steel wire that can break at any time.

I drove out more than 500 kilometers in one breath, and I drove into the gas station until the car prompted that there was no fuel.

Taking advantage of the time of refueling, Blue and White took off their seat belts, turned around and looked at Qin Fei who was dying in the back row, and tears rolled out again.

But he covered his lips and stopped himself from crying.

Perhaps, a sad atmosphere is always easy to infect people.

Qin Fei seemed to have sensed it too, and barely opened his eyes, looked at the blue and white flowers with rain, and opened his mouth slightly: "Stop crying, I'll take a break."

"Um...."

Blue and white tears were even more, and anyone could tell that Qin Fei was seriously injured. He knew that he was just comforting himself and didn't want to worry about himself.

However, Blue and White is just an ordinary girl. She doesn't know kung fu and doesn't know how to help Qin Fei.

He took a breath slightly, forced his mind like a mess, and barely calmed down for a while before saying, "We have already distanced ourselves from those people, why don't we go to the hospital first?"

"It's useless, my soul is injured!" Qin Fei shook his head gently.

Going to the hospital can't solve the problem. The only way now is to find an absolutely safe place and adjust your breathing well, so you should be able to recover.

"Ah... OK, let's continue on the road right away!"

Blue and white porcelain didn't understand what it means to be injured in souls, but they didn't dare to delay. After the fuel tank was filled up, they continued to head towards Tibetan city.

The night passed by in a hurry.

The dawn appeared in the distant sky.

Running around overnight made the blue and white porcelain almost exhausted. The body under the sweater was already soaked in sweat.

However, Blue and White's hands always held the steering wheel tightly, with a pair of tired eyes, and a firm look.

Finally, at about noon, I could see the snow-capped mountains.

The magnificent and solemn castle appeared in front of the blue and white porcelain.

The melodious sound of chanting scriptures echoed faintly in the snow-capped mountains.

Pushing open the car door, the cold and fresh air shocked the blue and white spirits.

He hurriedly opened the rear car door and helped Qin Fei out with some difficulty. He bent down and carried Qin Fei back.

The slim figure, slightly hunched over, walked up the snow-covered steps step by step.

"May I ask, are you carrying the donor Qin Fei?"

A lama wearing a brown cassock with Buddhist beads wrapped in his palms stopped Blue and White. He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and even his body was covered with a thin layer of snow.

"You...how do you know?"

Blue and white flowers were slightly shocked and looked at the little lama with some vigilance.

"Don't be nervous, don't worry, the living Buddha asked me to come." The little lama saluted with one hand and said very politely.

"He is injured, can you save him?" Blue and white felt that the Taoist monk like the Living Buddha should not be in the same group as Zhao Mobei and the others, so he begged.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Just give me the donor to give me the person!" The little lama smiled slightly.

"Okay, thank you so much."

After Blue and White handed Qin Fei on their back to the little lama, the three of them followed the steps and passed through the wall more than six meters high, they could see a solemn and magnificent hall.

A tall and thin man with beautiful eyebrows and handsome eyes stood at the door and quietly stared at Qin Fei in the hands of the little lama.

However, the man was wearing a red cassock and had six ring scars on his head. He should be the owner of the Potala Palace and the Living Buddha.

It has been circulated online that this living Buddha is very handsome, and when I see him today, I completely believe it.

Of course, this was just a moment of surprise. Blue and white flowers quickly stabilized their emotions. After taking a few steps, they bowed deeply: "Living Buddha, please raise your hands and save my friend!"

"Don't worry, he is destined to have such a disaster, but as long as he survives it, he will be blessed in disguise." The living Buddha smiled slightly and took Qin Fei from the little lama.

Put it flat on a yellow mat, holding a prayer drum in your hand, shaking it gently, and chanting the Buddhist "Six-character Mantra" in your mouth.

Light golden lights sprinkled out of the prayer drum, like the sunlight on the top of the snow-capped mountain, gently and brightly wrapped around Qin Fei.

After about ten minutes, Qin Fei slowly opened his eyes, but his face was still very pale and his eyes were dull.

After all, his soul was severely damaged, and it was already great to be able to barely live.

"Qin Fei..."

Blue and white flowers were delighted and hurriedly walked a few steps.

"Donor, what I can do is protect his soul and not leave this body. Whether it can recover depends on his own fortune. Take them there, everything is destined."

The Living Buddha waved his hand gently and walked into the back hall with the prayer drum.

Blue and white porcelain was a little puzzled and didn't quite understand the meaning of the Living Buddha.

"Two donors, please here!"

The little lama walked out of the hall and led the way in front. Blue and white supported Qin Fei and followed behind.

After passing through one corridor after another, we came to a red palace.

"Then behind is the place where our monks of all generations passed away. The Living Buddha said that what the donor Qin wants is at the top level. Maybe it will succeed. Maybe it will be scattered." After the little lama finished speaking, after giving a gift, his figure gradually disappeared between the spiritual towers.

"Qin Fei, what does it mean to bring us here?" Blue and white porcelain couldn't help asking.

"The Living Buddha can indeed understand everything and know the purpose of my coming." Qin Fei smiled bitterly.

Originally, he also planned to come to the Potala Palace to find a "thousand-year relics" to the living Buddha. However, Zhao Mobei's appearance made him decide to come to Tibetan City in advance.

However, what I didn't expect was that the Living Buddha had already known it.

It seems that the thousand-year-old relics should be in the tallest pagoda in front of you.

"Blue and white, you're waiting for me outside."

Qin Fei glanced at Blue and White, turned around, and pushed open the door of the pagoda without hesitation.

After entering, I felt a flash in front of me.

Below our feet was magma with smoke and flames. There was a deserted area around us, and the sound of crying could be heard faintly.
Chapter completed!