Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 174

When He Zangjia rushed to the depths of the temple along the straight passage that Li Jun knocked out.

The writing plate 'Tiger Head' only saw the remains of limbs scattered all over the ground, and a majestic palace that was almost demolished to the frame.

call.

A cold wind passed through the hall, blowing the shaky gold lacquer plaque in front of the hall with the four words "Main Xiong Hall" written on it.

With a creak, the plaque fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Gollum.
A huge Buddha head rolled out of the dark and dim hall.

At this moment, the entire Arhat Temple was silent, and even the warning red light reflected in the mid-air had gone out at some point.

The sound of the Buddha's head rolling all the way was very clear, and finally stopped in front of He Zangjia.

crackle.

Sparks splashed at the fracture, and taking advantage of the flash of fire, He Zangjia could clearly see the staggeringly precise mechanical structure hidden in it.

"It's a pity. Although that old bald donkey named Huixin is not young, his legs and feet are quick. I only had time to dismantle their Buddha Kingdom host."

In the main hall, two bright star points lit up.

Li Jun's figure came out from the shadows, half of his body was shirtless, and his body was covered with savage bloody mouths.

What frightened He Zangjia even more was the Nuo face covering Li Jun's face.

For some reason, there are already cracks all over, and it seems that it will completely collapse in the next second.

"Who is this?"

Li Jun looked at the two teenagers in He Zangjia's left and right hands.

One of them is naturally Zhou You, but the other can't see his face clearly. Judging from his body shape, he is only about eleven or twelve years old.

"Zhou Sheng, Zhou You's younger brother. He rushed into Luohan Temple so recklessly today just to snatch people."

He Zangjia's face darkened, "However, this child was too young when he mortgaged himself, and the three souls had long been wiped out in the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom, and now only this unconscious body remains."

"Can it be saved?"

"It can't be saved."

"When Zhou You wakes up, how do you accept this reality?"

"I don't know." He Zangjia shook his head, "But the culprit is not dead yet, this kid has hatred in his heart, and he should be able to live on this anger."

Li Jun sighed and stopped talking.

In fact, Zhou You was considered lucky, at least he met Li Jun and He Zangjia.

More people like him can only live under the shadow of Buddhism's "fragrant money" all their lives, struggling day after day for "merit" and "blessing".

But in the end, he can only end up with the tragic end of paying his debts with his own body.

Under the altar of the Daxiong Palace, Li Jun saw almost no words to describe the tragedy he saw.

Luohan Temple can support two Buddhas with seven levels of enlightenment with only a few believers. It is natural to imagine where the basis of the Buddhist country's calculation power comes from.

Among the almost ghostly temples, Li Jun and He Zangjia each carried a young man on their backs and walked side by side.

"By the way, how did you know that Huinan would choose to hold me back at all costs and not give us a chance to escape?"

"A person who is good at gambling can naturally understand people's hearts."

He Zangjia said indifferently: "The greed on Huinan's face is stronger than those gamblers who bet all their wealth on a desperate gamble. If he is willing to let us go, then I won't have to gamble in Sichuan and Chongqing in the future. gone."

"What's more, Huinan and the abbot of the Arhat Temple hiding behind him are not really working together. Facing the enemy, they fight inside and seek their own death."

Li Jun raised his brows, and heard He Zangjia continue to say: "That old bald donkey is really insidious, but Hui Nan is also an idiot. Do you really think that with a little computing power, you can fight head-on with you?"

"In my opinion, this monk Hui Nan didn't live a well-off life in Luohan Temple before. He finally grasped some authority in the Buddhist kingdom, but he doesn't know how high the sky is."

This flattery is comfortable.

Li Jun smiled softly, "You took such a big risk to enter the game today and bet your own life just to flatter me?"

He Zangjia froze when he took a step, "Brother Jun, did you see it?"

"My brain isn't all muscles."

"Brother Jun is really wise and powerful, with extraordinary wisdom. I still haven't been able to hide this little trick from you."

He Zangjia smiled, "I, He Zangjia, am a gambler. To me, this world is a game of gambling, and every word and deed is nothing more than a bet. It's just that this time I don't want to make a profit. I want to win righteousness."

He Zangjia pursed his lips, glanced at the unconscious young man behind him from the corner of his eye, and his tone softened, "Besides, I like this boy Zhou You very much."

Li Jun was silent for a moment. He Zangjia's calm made him feel astonished, and at the same time, the trace of calculated dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.

He doesn't want to be friends with hypocrites, but he wants to be friends with real villains.

Li Jun smiled and asked: "The host named Hui Xin is not dead, my identity has been completely exposed, and I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future. Aren't you afraid of being implicated?"

When He Zangjia saw the smile on the corner of Li Jun's mouth, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid, but since it's a gamble, the best situation is a [-]-[-] gain and loss. I can still bear this risk."

"Besides, this is the Chongqing Mansion. Could it be that those Buddhas and Taoists came here to kill me? And I am also a card figure of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club, and I have the 'Eight Generals of a Thousand Clans' on my head .”

Li Jun said in a deep voice, "It's actually not worth it."

In fact, in his opinion, the risk of He Zangjia's relationship with himself is far higher than the benefit.

All he could do was help him kill someone.

But those people dared to touch even Zhao Qingxia, who has the status of Tianzhihui, let alone a mere "Tiger Head" card of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Association?
If you lose your life, what's the point of pursuing these foreign objects?
"If you buy it, you have to leave it. That's the rules of the casino. It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not."

He Zangjia picked up the hands behind his back, and put the boy who was showing signs of slipping back on his back.

"I guess Brother Jun, you must think that the reason I'm friends with you is to let you help me kill people?"

Li Jun was noncommittal, but said indifferently: "I have a bad temper, and I always help my relatives."

"If there is no greed, it is also fake."

He Zangjia said to himself: "People in the peasant family will gain as much as they sow, and improve slowly in a down-to-earth manner. But the world in Chongqing will not give you the opportunity to go up step by step."

"I am optimistic about Zhou You because I have lived through the days he has lived. But what I have experienced, he may not be able to bear it."

"In order to get the current 'Tiger Head' card, I killed many people and offended many people. By being friends with you, Brother Jun, maybe you can pretend to be a tiger, and use the name of Wu Qi's only husband to improve your own card .”

He Zangjia paused, "But what I'm more afraid of is that when I die one day, no one will come to collect my body."

(End of this chapter)