Hang up the phone.
Lynn put the phone back in his pocket and relaxed a little.
He looked at John and smiled, "Let's go on and sit on the futon."
John nodded, and the two turned and walked towards the yard.
At the same time, the normal tourist area of Mount Longhu front mountain.
There are already many tourists and vendors on the street.
A man wearing a gray jacket and a mustache squatted beside the stone steps, holding a mobile phone in his hand.
On the phone screen is a slightly blurry photo.
In the photo, Rongshan of the Celestial Master Mansion is standing on the steps of the side door, making a gesture of please.
In front of him, stood two foreigners without robes.
One of the young men with blond hair was tall and even though the brim of his hat covered most of his face, he was still very eye-catching.
The other one was wearing a windbreaker and looked very young.
The man in the gray jacket zoomed in on the photo and stared at their faces.
"Old Celestial Master personally greeted the distinguished guest..."
The man in the gray jacket had a greedy light in his eyes.
It's rare to see an overseas Outsiders receive such a polite reception from Old Celestial Master.
Who knows what secret techniques or priceless potions they carry with them?
This is fat meat delivered to your door.
A thin man wearing a peaked cap came over and asked in a low voice:
"Brother, what's the deal? Do you want to go directly into the yard and explore it?"
The man in the gray jacket slapped the thin man on the back of the head.
"Poke your head!"
He cursed, "You can enter the inner courtyard of the Celestial Master Mansion at will? Those old bullies inside can turn you into a pulp with just one slap."
Man in gray jacket puts away his cell phone.
"Keep your eyes on the road down the mountain."
He stared at Lynn in the photo and smiled sadly, "Don't rush into the courtyard yet, wait for them to come out."
The plane broke through the clouds and flew in the direction of the Caribbean Sea domain.
In the cabin, Reggie was looking through several printed photos in his hand.
The photo showed an old cargo ship and a blurry profile of a man.
"I really want to jump down and punch him right now."
Reggie took the photo on the table and curled his lips.
"However, before we came here, Ashley warned us that this area not only contains the Torpedo we are looking for, but may also involve some innocent crew members who were salvaged from sunken ships."
Kevin, who was sitting opposite, was staring at a nautical chart.
"You'd better put away the idea of jumping into the sea directly."
Kevin said without raising his head,
"Caribbean Sea is too big. You can't even catch a hair when you blindly launch it into the water. When we reach the connection point and change boats, I will first try to contact the marine life in the nearby waters and use the coordinates of the attacked cargo ships to narrow the range. Once the location of the pirate ship is confirmed and there are no hostages, it won't be too late for you to take action."
Reggie shrugged and leaned back in the chair. "It's up to you. You have the final say on things in the water."
On the other side, on the road Pennsylvania.
An inconspicuous car is speeding in the direction of Red River Orphanage.
Tommy was sitting in the passenger seat with his cell phone on hands-free.
The low voice of Marge came from the other end of the phone, and the noisy laughter of children could be heard in the background.
"She's still in the courtyard."
Marge's voice sounds very calm,
"There didn't seem to be any hostility, and I didn't ask her what she wanted to do."
"Are the kids okay?"
Annie asked.
"Everything is fine."
Annie and Tommy looked at each other.
"Keep the status quo, sister Marge."
Annie holds the steering wheel with both hands and looks at the road ahead.
"Just pretend you don't know anything. We are almost there. We will decide how to contact her after we meet. We don't know her abilities, so don't rush into a conflict."
"Understood." Marge hung up the phone.
Huaxia, Mount Longhu.
Lynn sat cross-legged on the mat, slowly exhaled a long breath, and opened his eyes.
"Have you finished practicing?"
John handed over an unscrewed bottle of mineral water.
Lynn took a sip of water, stood up and stretched his aching knees.
"Going out for a walk?"
Lynn suggested, "I've been bored in the yard and can't calm down. Let's go for a walk in the front mountain and have something to eat."
John naturally has no opinion.
The two of them said hello to Rongshan and walked along the stone steps toward the tourist street outside the mountain gate.
The open area of Qianshan is very lively.
The streets are lined with various stalls selling local specialties and snacks, and are bustling with tourists.
Lynn bought two pieces of hot prune and vegetable pancakes at a stall and handed one to John.
John took a big bite and scanned the surrounding crowd.
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and dressed like a fortune teller came over.
"This foreign friend, come to Mount Longhu to seek help?"
The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and smiled enthusiastically,
"Celestial Master Mansion has a high threshold and many rules. Those old Daoist priests teach things slowly. I have a way that can help you learn the real skills faster and more practically. Do you two want to lend a hand and talk?"
Hearing the word faster, John stopped chewing for a moment.
Although he is anxious to improve, his brain is not broken.
This man has a philistine attitude and talks a lot about cheating. He doesn't look like an outsider.
John didn't even look at him, but turned sideways vigilantly, blocking Lynn's side and front.
"No, thank you."
Lynn shook his head, ignored the other person's conversation, and continued walking around him.
The smile on the middle-aged man's face fell instantly, and a hint of sinisterness flashed in his eyes.
He winked diagonally across the street corner.
Beside the street, several workers were pushing a cart filled with heavy construction stones uphill.
A thin man wearing a peaked cap suddenly squeezed through the crowd, and his shoulder bumped into the cart pusher seemingly accidentally.
The trolley instantly lost its balance, and the stone weighing several hundred kilograms and the trolley rumbled down the slope and hit a group of tourists below.
The crowd erupted in terrified screams.
At this critical moment.
Bang!
There was a loud sound.
John The sesame cake in his hand was still steaming, but the person had disappeared.
The next second, he stood at the bottom of the slope, holding on to the cart that could crush a person with one hand.
The shocked tourists didn't realize what happened.
And in less than a second when John rushed out to save people.
The middle-aged man in a long coat moved.
He judged that the remaining tour guide in a trench coat was a defenseless weakling.
The man's five fingers turned into claws, and with a sharp sound of wind, he went straight to grab Lynn's throat.