So how could Bai Haonan do such a stupid girl?

Just standing on the side of the road in this border city and saying a few words, Yu Jiali also realized that the earlier Bai Haonan walked, the better. He only hung the small pendant on his neck around his neck. A car with a local license plate took Bai Haonan and Ada away. The moment the car started, he heard a crying sound behind him. Ada stuck his head out of the owner's shoulder and responded with a whimper.

Sitting in the dirty co-pilot, looking at the messy city streets outside, Bai Haonan did not look back, even though his red face with tears rolled in his mind, and his questioning with a dagger against his questioning, long and melodious moans like singing, and scolding with a regret... Several shadows flashed quickly, and they took a few deep breaths before they could be suppressed.

No one in this world cannot live without anyone else, and you will forget everything in a few days.

Bai Haonan used this usual heartlessness to make himself relaxed.

Of course, the next few hours quickly distracted him.

In just two hours, he and Ada changed several cars in the dark, from off-road vehicles, pickup trucks to trucks, from national highways, mountain roads to bumps and overturned wires, and boarded a ferry without a trace. Bai Haonan only remembered that when he was a child, he saw such a flat-bottomed boat with springboards on both ends that could carry several trucks and small trucks slid silently on the water surface. When he got off the boat, he was full of trucks. He seemed to be of various car cars waiting to board the boat. However, he didn't have time to see anything, so he was called to go on the road with a string of large trucks, sitting on the high passenger passenger seat, putting down Ada and starting to take a nap at his feet, and using his cell phone to flip through the cowhide envelope that he stuffed to himself when he was about to board the boat.

There is already a passport within ASEAN, and the photo is the avatar that Bai Haonan took when he was applying for a supervisor’s badge in Jiazheng!

Then in addition to being able to recognize his own photos, there is also a stack of green banknotes that should be American. Bai Haonan basically knows nothing about the text on other documents in his hand. He doesn't even know what his foreign name is, and no one gives him a smuggling manual.

It seemed that it was only then that he suddenly realized that going abroad to avoid the limelight was not just running around in China and just talking Mandarin to communicate.

Even though he was as singular as Bai Haonan, he was a little nervous at this moment. He secretly looked at the driver sitting next to him and observed whether the other person was fierce and had bad intentions. He found that this was futile. As for the scenery outside, except for occasionally seeing lights flashing, there were dark low forests and silhouettes of hills in the night sky, galloping on the road without any street lights. The range that the car lights could see seemed to have a hypnotic effect. After a while, Bai Haonan actually fell asleep in the passenger seat.

It seemed like I was vaguely dreaming that Chen Sufen was asking where his little white car had gone, and then he whipped his legs and woke Bai Haonan up. He found that the driver was shaking him in his sleep. He could only calm down when he saw the honest smile: "What?"

The other party's pronunciation completely made the monk Bai Haonan's second son confused, but his gestures asked him to control the steering wheel. Bai Haonan, who had never driven a large truck, nodded in agreement.

Sure enough, on the side of the roadside where he got out of the car and smoked in groups, he basically changed his drivers when he got on the car. He tried to turn the large steering wheel that was quite old and stepped on the accelerator clutch that was much more laborious than the high-end luxury cars. Bai Haonan quickly forgot the dilemma in front of him and concentrated on like a kid who drove a bumper car for the first time. He was easily taken away by such new things.

The key point is not where to go. Just follow the butt of the car in front of the headlights. The difficult truck also forced Bai Haonan to concentrate. The driver who changed to the co-pilot smiled and used a cigarette to indicate whether he wanted it. After being rejected, he sucked the clouds and smothered himself, and then asked Bai Haonan in a strange language. All foreign languages ​​only knew Fake and Shet. As for Japanese, he didn't know anything like Yiku, and he didn't know anything like the words that young people like!

Now of course, I can only talk to each other, and respond with an awkward and helpless smile, and from time to time I want to burst out a terrible response.

Fortunately, Ada can act as a lubricant, and she smiled and made the driver laugh and tease for a while, but soon hid Ada behind her seat.

About ten minutes later, the reason why the driver changed seats was reflected. A checkpoint appeared in front of him, just like a large door hole like a luxurious community gate in China. The drivers on the co-pilot jumped out of the car and skillfully went over to sign and write. Under the headlights, they could still see them stuffed some tickets into the hands of the uniforms under the light and shadow. The police in the gray uniform just went to the front of the car to look at it. Bai Haonan's heartbeat in his throat had not yet accelerated and continued to go on the road.

The drivers also leaned their heads and said happily to the uniforms outside happily. The driving rights were not exchanged as Bai Haonan thought. They continued to move forward for only about two or three hours. They were similar levels and similar ways of passing, but it seemed a little different. Bai Haonan could not see it so clearly under the luminous light.

When I continued driving, the vehicle was moving to the left. The driver who had been napping for a while asked him to return to the passenger seat. Of course, the former football player who was not familiar with the geographical location did not know that in the few hours, he had already passed through two Southeast Asian countries!

This trouble left Bai Haonan's sleepy bug disappearing. As the sky outside quickly turned white, the fish belly was slowly brighter. He hugged Ada and looked at the completely different customs and cultures outside. He could basically confirm that he was abroad.

At least the license plates on the road are different.

At this moment, I lost my fear of the dealer and my attachment to the girl, and I was a little worried about the unknown ahead, which probably came from language barriers.

During the morning meal, more than ten or twenty drivers and entourages were sitting at the roadside stall. Listening to them, Bai Haonan seemed to realize for the first time that he was a foreigner. He changed so many foreign players like the team's revolving lanterns, but he didn't feel this strong feeling. Maybe he is the very few here.

But just like when he went to the pyramid scheme, he could quickly notice the white socks of those people. The people in this country probably gave him the initial clear impression that his hands were folded together. It was a casual etiquette that was just ten fingers together, and even the palms were not too late to fit tightly. He might meet with the Chinese and say hello. Has it been eaten? One effect does not mean anything, it is purely a ritual action. So when you get on the bus again, Bai Haonan could also do very standard casual etiquette to the driver.

The dark-faced driver smiled very gently and responded to the same action. Unfortunately, both sides still couldn't communicate in words and could not do anything at all. All he could do was to exchange driving with the other party and ensure that he did not stop and delay the whole way.

This awkward time lasted until the afternoon, when Bai Haonan followed the smaller and smaller convoy to a city that was obviously filled with tropical banana trees and various plants, and the buildings were fancy and colorful and a little messy. In the end, three cars drove into a noisy parking lot to unload the goods. Bai Haonan was taken to the entrance of the cargo yard, and a monk wearing an apricot yellow monk robe was waiting there.

It was evening. Bai Haonan didn't know if it was because of the plants, buildings and people's faces that looked natural and growing. Anyway, seeing this slightly more standardized monk, he felt close for the first time in his life, especially when the other party asked him in Chinese: "Are you Mr. Wang Jianguo?"

Almost didn't cry!

Finally someone talks.

The monk was a little over forty years old. Bai Haonan guessed that he should be the age of a leader. He also put his hands together with his bare feet first. Fortunately, Bai Haonan was already skilled, so he quickly replied to the gift and said yes. The other party smiled and said that it was Master Tianlong who arranged for him to pick him up. Then many people around him respectfully turned around and left. Bai Haonan now knew that he had put them together and said goodbye to everyone around him one by one. Ada almost followed him and didn't shake his tail, although there was only a leader left in the half-tie.

I turned around and caught up with the monk Bai Haonan and felt like I was holding it in for a long time: "Where am I now? Is this the whole city here? It feels like the urban and rural suburbs of China. Ah, of course those golden houses are very beautiful..."

The monk nodded with a smile but did not respond. Bai Haonan didn't notice that he was like Li Lin before, chattering and following the monk with words to relieve his uneasiness. However, when he walked out of this slightly remote street, people knelt down and bowed when they saw the monk on the side of the road. The middle-aged monk always maintained that kind expression and clasped his hands together to respond, and he also touched his head and said a few words. These people didn't show much joy afterwards, but their expressions were satisfied, and they also gave Bai Haonan next to him a smile.

Finally, the one who was a little stunned was that Bai Haonan found that his end was the golden temple. The tall and magnificent spire was full of golden stainless steel. It was blinding against the blue pure sunset color. The complexity and cumbersome architectural shapes were also something that Bai Haonan would not describe. But at least from entering the door, the strong religious atmosphere that he had experienced on the street rose to that, there were many tourists, but as long as the locals were basically maintaining a very pious and respectful attitude. Facing each building and every monk, he also bowed to Bai Haonan. So Bai Haonan almost broke his waist after walking along the way. Fortunately, his buddy had practiced it!

After entering the temple, the middle-aged monk became quick and quick, no longer contacted anyone, and guided Bai Haonan and Ada to quickly walk along the wall, just like two big mice with little cubs. Bai Haonan began to worry about Ada causing trouble in the temple, but the dog was more sensitive than him. This atmosphere was followed by his tail.

Finally, I saw an old monk with a obviously high level in a lawn-like open space. The style of Shaolin abbot in martial arts novels is often mentioned. His face is so old that he has pleated, but his spirited monk robe has half of his arms exposed. He sat cross-legged in language that Bai Haonan could not understand. There were dozens of people sitting or standing around. A few of them were wearing monk robes, most of whom were well-dressed and well-dressed, and some were dressed in poor clothes, but their expressions were focused on the stage.

The middle-aged monk did not disturb Bai Haonan's observation and looked around, and pointed him in a place, and stood behind the old monk, where there were already several monks.

What could Bai Haonan understand? I'm afraid he couldn't even understand Chinese, but the novelty and freshness prevented him from yawning. He imitated others to kneel on the ground, and could also touch Ada's back and let the dog lie there quietly.

In fact, it was not long. Seeing everyone around him getting up and queuing up automatically, Bai Haonan also ignorantly mixed himself. The long line of windings was not well organized, but finally landed in front of the old monk. Bai Haonan initially thought that he was touching his head and reciting a few scriptures like a middle-aged monk, but then he saw several other monks holding basins and a broom. Then the old monk dipped the broom in the basin and threw it at the head one by one!

That's right, that thing is a handful of yellow and tough plants that are tied up to the bottom of the cup. Anyway, it still looks quite heavy after being touched with water. The old monk acted like an executioner beheading his head and hit the head heavily in front of him!

Bai Haonan was stunned and saw a thin little woman who was almost beaten to the ground by a broom. But he still closed his hands with satisfaction and thanked him after leaving. The person behind Bai Haonan also used his hands to urge him to follow the team and get beaten. Some tall ones even kneeled in front of the old monk to make it easier for him to exert force. Occasionally, the old monk tried his best to smash it a few more times. Bai Haonan saw that his cervical spine shrank!

So when it was Bai Haonan's turn, he was really ready to close his eyes and stretch his neck with the ball of his head, but unexpectedly he felt that the broom dripped a few drops of water on his neck and let him go gently. He also felt that he was being released from the back door, and he opened his eyes with a smile and kept folding his thanks. The old monk squinted his eyes and quickly held the broom down. Bai Haonan clearly heard the broom covered in water making a crisp sound on the head of the local man behind him, which was almost like a small whip on his body!

Unlike most other people who left after kneeling down and bowing together, Bai Haonan looked at the middle-aged monk who had picked him up before and took Ada to wait by his side.

It was quite difficult for the old monk to hit the head one by one. It was also obvious that he was really hitting hard. The last few people were a little exhausted and shook, but the old monk still insisted on finishing the beating until the people left with a gratitude expression on their faces.

Bai Haonan felt that he had arrived at a madhouse and was a little worried about his temple career in the next two years. Why are these people not sick?

In the end, the old monk was supported back to the temple building. When he passed by Bai Haonan, he was sweating heavily and in a weak tone, indicating to stop to see Bai Haonan. Bai Haonan quickly clasped his hands together, but his eyes were not as clear and pious as others. He secretly looked at the old monk's expression with his eyes, and instinctively reacted subconsciously.

The old monk looked at him indifferently, making Bai Haonan feel more and more worried. Could this be the Shaolin Wudang Sect in the country, and he would catch people and beat them up at all, right?

Is it because I am healthy and strong, and I don’t use a broom to beat him, and I want to summon a bunch of sticks to serve him?

So Bai Haonan's eyes showed even more suspicious, and he even pretended to pull the pendant left by Yu Jiali to him outside to show that we were our own people.

After a while, the old monk calmed down his breath and said in a soft voice: "What...what should I say to me?"

Chinese made Bai Haonan feel much more friendly. He paused for a sudden and gentle question before he held it out: "You... your lower plate is a bit unstable, you should practice squats!"

If it was a comic book, the more than ten monks gathered around would have all fallen to the ground and vomited blood.

This is the famous Tianlong Master in the entire capital of the Kingdom!

He can beat him with a broom and is a blessing for his life. How could he respond so carelessly!
Chapter completed!