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Sure enough, money can turn ghosts around!After catching Chutian giving money to Zhike monk, Shu Yunpeng's face was full of dissatisfaction and contempt for the monk, and at the same time, his eyes were rolling around, thinking of ghosts.

But Chu Tian was still smiling, and replied in a flat tone: "Then thank you, Master!"

With Chutian's reward of NT$[-], the Zhike monk happily led them to the backyard. After two or three circles, he arrived at the monk's room where he stayed. He stood at the door and glanced at Chutian and the others: "That's it There are two houses, the men on the left and the women on the right will live in it!"

"However, Buddhism is a pure place, so please benefactors cleanse yourself!"

When Zhike Monk said the last two words, his eyes were fixed on Chutian and Xia Qiudi who were holding hands. Of course Xia Qiudi was smart and could hear the implication. It was to tell them not to do meddlesome things in the temple, and their cheeks turned red in an instant .

Chu Tian also narrowed his eyes slightly, but still said calmly: "Master, don't worry!"

The Zhike monk then turned his head and left, murmuring softly as he left: "This girl is really beautiful!"

A trace of ferocity flashed across Shu Yunpeng's face, and a smile flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chutian pushed open the door to let Xia Qiudi go in to rest. The latter wanted to say something but couldn't speak. After all, the two still looked at each other and smiled good night. When Chutian entered the room on the left, he found four pictures of The bed made was just enough for the eight of them to rest.

When he was about to tell everyone to pack up and go to sleep, he realized that Shu Yunpeng was missing.

He took a deep breath and asked the big circle brothers, "Where is Shu Yunpeng?"

Brother Daquan pointed to the outside, and replied respectfully: "He said just now that his stomach hurts, so he must have gone to the bathroom!"

Chu Tian lowered his head and smiled wryly, and said helplessly, "I hope that guy doesn't hit too hard!"

Almost when Chu Tian said these words, Zhike Monk was hiding in the public washroom cheerfully counting money, he collected the tributes of seven or eight pilgrims today, and the count was nearly [-] Taiwan dollars, and he couldn't help humming softly: " I am smiling smugly, smiling smugly..." Before the smile on his face stopped, the door of the cubicle was slammed open.

The Zhike monk didn't have time to react, he was slammed into the front door by the wooden door. While screaming, he also fell to the wall, and had a close contact with the hard object again, and then he saw a masked man rushing into the door. The big man threw a wooden stick at him viciously.

The Zhike monk wailed endlessly, and the screams echoed in the bathroom for a long time.

The masked man frowned slightly, and hit the opponent's mouth with a stick. When he was gasping for air, he tore off his monk's robe to cover his open mouth, and at the same time pushed him in desperately to beat him violently.

Zhike Monk had been beaten for a long time, and when he realized it, he was already tightly packed.

He didn't know how many sticks he had received, but he only knew that the opponent's stick hadn't stopped for a long time, so that he didn't even have the strength to shout, and the right hand he tried to resist had already been broken into bones, and he could only struggle desperately like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. , but has no effect under the stick.

"Damn! I hate you bald donkeys the most!"

Finally feeling tired, Shu Yunpeng threw the stick on the ground indignantly, then found the wallet from the Zhike monk, stuffed all the tens of thousands of Taiwan dollars in it into his arms, and even tore off the necklace around his neck, and ruthlessly beat him again. Step on his feet before walking away.

The Zhike monk was beaten so hard that he didn't dare to speak out or howl. He didn't pull out the cloth from his mouth until Shu Yunpeng disappeared without a trace, and then let out a mournful roar: "Help, someone is robbing! Someone is robbing the holy place of Buddhism!" Ah... come here!"

"Mage Holy Wrath, someone hit me!"

When Master Holy Wrath heard the monk's report, he was brewing the best tea and waiting for Jiang Shengli.

There was a trace of surprise on his unsmiling face. Since he was the head of Hyde Temple, the security of the temple has never been abnormal. Even the charlatans are in awe of his name and rarely come to cheat. The beating happened tonight The money robbery incident really surprised him.

After thinking for a moment, he asked people to bring the Zhike monk over.

Originally, he didn't care about such trivial things as Zhike monk being beaten by others. Hyde Temple has its own security team to investigate and deal with it, but the Holy Wrath Master was a buddy with him before he developed, so he personally intervened when he saw an accident, and asked the security team to investigate and deal with it. Investigate surveillance video scrutiny.

The Zhike monk who was beaten like a pig's head was quickly carried into the meditation room by the novice monk. After seeing the injuries on his body and hearing the beating process with added fuel and vinegar, the Holy Wrath Master still had a trace of anger to defend his shortcomings. It hurts like this.

He took two sips of tea and asked, "Can you see who beat you?"

The Zhike monk shook his head first, and then his eyes burst into light: "Master, that guy covered his face when he attacked me, and I couldn't recognize his true face at all, but the last sentence he said made me seem to have known him before. Pilgrims in the backyard!"

The Holy Wrath Mage focused his eyes slightly: "Oh? Who are they?"

Zhike monk helped his master seek justice for himself, the most important thing is to recover the 5 yuan, and he told Chutian about staying overnight without caring about the pain, and also repeated Shu Yunpeng's words: "Master, it is very likely that the That guy, catch him quickly!"

Master Holy Wrath already had a solid idea in his mind, put down his teacup, waved his hand and said, "Now you can't scare the snake without a certificate or proof, you go down to recuperate first, I will find someone to test them, and after I am sure that they are stealing money and beating people, I will send them to you." Bring the murderer to justice and give you justice!"

The Zhike monk nodded, and respectfully replied: "Thank you, Master!"

After comforting the seriously injured Zhike monk, Jiang Shengli's motorcade also arrived.

When Lao Jiang got out of the bulletproof car, he saw the Zhike monk being carried away on a stretcher, so he said to the Holy Wrath Master who greeted him: "Master, why do you still have to deal with business in the dead of night? It's windy and rainy, you should take care of yourself , don't get tired!"

Master Shengnu had a rare smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Shengli and replied: "How can the old monk's troubled Buddhist chores compare to Mr. Jiang's worldly burden? Tonight, a monk who is a monk was beaten several times by unknown gangsters." Stick, the old monk just asked a few words!"

Jiang Shengli nodded slightly, and said disapprovingly, "Oh, that's how it is!"

The Holy Wrath Master waved his hand lightly, and turned the conversation: "Mr. Jiang, you must be tired after traveling and traveling? Come on, please have a fast meal inside first, and then have a good sleep. Get out of the Zen room in the backyard of the East!"

"The rest of the important matters, let's have a long talk tomorrow morning!"

Perhaps because he entered the peaceful place of Buddhism, Jiang Shengli's usual seriousness had long since disappeared, and he let out a hearty laugh while leaning on his crutches: "Okay, I'm going to harass the mage!"

Then he said to the middle-aged man who followed: "Come here, pay tribute to Buddha!"

The middle-aged man took half a step forward respectfully, and handed a black box to Mage Holy Wrath.

The old monk remained calm and said with a slight smile, "Mr. Jiang is too polite, isn't he?"

Jiang Shengli laughed loudly, and replied meaningfully: "Haide Temple is going to build the No. [-] Tongtian Pagoda in Asia. Why should Jiang Shengli do his best? Besides, without the blessing of the Buddha these years, my old bone It may have been loose in a foreign land long ago!"

"Therefore, master, don't be polite!"

Master Holy Wrath took the box with a light smile, and when he felt the weight in it, he smiled even more vigorously: "I will thank Mr. Jiang on behalf of the Buddha. I believe that God will bless Mr. Jiang with a long life, and the Jiang family will last forever. Come, Stop chatting, please come inside!"

Jiang Shengli smiled lightly and did not refuse, and walked to the meditation room in a harmonious atmosphere.

This night was spent peacefully in the wind and rain. Although the bed in the monk's room was hard and cold, the relaxed Chutian still slept soundly. No alertness let alone awakening.

But all the movements inside and outside the monk's room fell into Tian Yangsheng's eyes.

At four o'clock in the morning, a bell struck through the air.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of the bell, the images of the two Taoists shot towards Chu Tian's room like sharp arrows.

Tian Yangsheng raised his eyebrows lightly, and then his whole body shot out.