Demon husband, super good!

Chu Jinzheng looked coldly, and his face was more ugly than before.

The old abbot stepped forward quickly and checked for himself.

After a while——

The old abbot went back to Chu Jinzheng and asked him to retreat first.

Chu Jinzheng glanced at the guards.

The bodyguards understand. Stay away.

The old abbot whispered in a voice only heard by Chu Jinzheng: "this man is really a monk in the temple, and he has been dead for more than ten days. But these days, the eminent monks in the temple take turns to guard the secret room every day, and there are no less demons. "

It is a fact that one person was killed and the body is here.

But there are many eminent monks, which is also a fact.

Then, there is only one possibility, someone killed someone, and then skillfully mixed into the monks.

This corpse has no face, which means that the person who mixed in tore off the face and put it on his own face, pretending to be the person who was killed by him.

It's incredible, but it's the only explanation.

Old abbot: "please wait here for a moment. I'll go to the secret room and find out the person who mixed in." If you don't know what to say, leave quickly.

Chu Jinzheng's hand under his sleeve clenched quietly, barely suppressing his anger. After such a big accident, all the eminent monks in the temple were killed and buried. As the abbot of a temple, he didn't know it. Until today, his body was accidentally found by his disciples.

If the prisoner of the devil out of any flash, Chu Jinzheng eyes flash silk fierce.

Another disciple came to report in a hurry. He almost ran into the old abbot and said eagerly, "abbot, no... no good..."

The old abbot stopped, "what's the matter?"

The disciple looked frightened. "There's still... A corpse over there."

The old abbot was shocked: "what do you say? Where is it? "

The disciple quickly pointed it out to the old abbot.

Chu Jinzheng's face was as black as ink. In a short time, two corpses appeared, and he strode in the direction of his disciples. On the one hand, the old abbot's dereliction of duty, but he sent people to prepare half a month ago, and also sent guards to guard and investigate the Huguo temple. As a result, such a thing happened. The mother was bitten by a poisonous snake in the process of sacrifice, which nearly killed her. Where the Huguo temple is still the place to protect the country, it has clearly become a dragon's den.

The old abbot follows.

This corpse, also dressed in the cassock of the eminent monk in the temple, has no face. It has been dead for more than ten days and has been slightly decomposed.

The old abbot finished checking and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Chu Jinzheng gave orders to the abbot in a cold voice, "go, go immediately, and give all the eminent monks to me. Please come here. I'll examine them one by one and come to see them in person!"

The old abbot quickly dissuaded him, "the emperor can't do it. In case the people in the middle of it have bad intentions and are not good for the emperor, isn't it..."

"If I let you go, you will. Now I seriously doubt that you can be the abbot of the Huguo temple. If you can't, you should take the initiative to let the virtuous and the capable occupy it. " In his anger, Chu Jinzheng spoke mercilessly, in sharp contrast to when he first went up the mountain.

The old abbot was shocked, but now the situation is really like this. He is too derelict in his duty. He put his hands together and took orders, "Amitabha. Please wait a moment. I'll call you now. "

Chu Jinzheng flicked his sleeve hard, with the back of his hand behind him.

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In the closed and bright secret room, four long black iron chains are locked on the stone wall at one end, and the white haired devil is locked firmly at the other end.

The devil's face was almost as white as his white hair, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were closed. It was obvious that he was suffering from some strange pain and suffering.