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Chapter 939 Robbery

Fan Jie nodded: "The news hasn't been leaked, has it? It would be bad if others knew that there is a legendary ancient Buddha scroll here."

The monk looked embarrassed, and he hesitated: "Buddha, how can we guarantee this? After all, you are not unaware of the pervasive abilities of spies of the Holy Religion."

Other cults all address themselves as leader, but Fanjie demands to call himself Buddha, which shows his thoughts.

This is wanting to become a Buddha.

Fan Jie was silent for a while and said: "Not only the Holy Cult, but also the Demon Catching Bureau. If other Buddhists find out, it will be troublesome."

There is a lot of Buddhism abroad.

If Buddhists in Thailand and other countries knew that this treasure was born, they would probably use any means to snatch it away.

"No matter what, let's start early. How about sending people to investigate under the ancient tomb?" Fan Jie continued to ask.

"We haven't found the entrance to the tomb yet."

There was silence in the room. Fan Jie stared at this subordinate. He took a deep breath and held back his anger: "You told me that you have found the ancient tomb, but you haven't found the entrance to the ancient tomb yet?"

The monk hurriedly knelt down and said: "Buddha, this ancient tomb is covered with a very thick layer of sand, making it impossible to dig. If you dig a hole, the sand will immediately fill it up, making it impossible to dig a hole."

Although Fan Jie is a Buddhist, his methods are extremely cruel, otherwise he would not be able to suppress people like Chao Buddhism.

"If you still can't figure out a way to open this hole before three o'clock this morning, you don't have to come back to see me. You can dig a hole in the desert and bury it yourself, and you can die more comfortably. Do you understand?"

Fan Jie said softly.

"Thank you Buddha, thank you Buddha, I will do it right now."

After the monk finished speaking, he hurriedly ran out of the hotel.

After he went out, he rode a motorcycle towards the desert.

As soon as we left, two off-road vehicles followed us quietly.

The monk may have been thinking about how to dig out the sand and didn't notice the car following him.

He was riding a bicycle and just drove out of Shache County when two cars behind him suddenly accelerated and rushed up, stopping him.

Eight local people got off two off-road vehicles.

The leader turned out to be the old man at the inn where Lin Xiaofeng and the others lived.

"What are you doing?" The monk looked at the eight people uneasily.

"Elder of the clan, how to solve it?" the strong man beside the old man asked.

The old man looked gloomy, obviously thinking about something, and then said: "Ask them clearly about their purpose."

Several big men stepped forward and pushed the monk to the ground.

"No, no, it hurts. I'll tell you everything, don't do anything random." The monk struggled and shouted.

He saw several strong men with knives on their bodies, but he didn't want to resist, lest he suffer any pain.

"Tell me, what are you doing looking for the ancient Buddhist scroll?" A strong man strangled the monk's neck tightly.

The monk said: "We are just more interested in Buddhist culture."

The strong man slapped him with a big mouth: "Damn it, you are still not honest? You are a monk. I can't see that you are interested in Buddhist culture. Let's get to the point, why are you looking for the tomb of King Kemulli?"

When the monk heard this, he immediately understood that what they had done might have been known to the people in front of him.

So just like pouring beans, I didn't hide anything, I just said it all.

The monk was full of tears and said, "I have said everything I should say. Brothers, please take pity on me. Please let me go. I still have several children to take care of."

The strong man turned back: "Elder, what should I do?"

"The monk still has a child? He's full of nonsense, so chop him up." The clan elder said coldly.

The monk hurriedly said: "There is a reason. I was not a monk before. It was our Miao Wu sect that was defeated. I was forced to become a monk to make a living and have a way to survive..."

The monk was quite helpless. When the Miao Wu sect was still there, as a member of the Miao sect, how could he have suffered these things?

Generally speaking, he is the character who chops people up.

But at this time, he became chopped into pieces.

These strong men didn't care about the monk's begging for mercy. After a few cuts, the monk twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

"Dig a hole and bury it." A strong man walked up to the clan elder and asked, "What should we do with the other group of people?"

"Have those people investigated clearly?" the clan elder asked.

The strong man nodded: "Well, there are only three of them, and they all look very weak. How about just..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of cutting his neck.

The clan elder nodded: "Well, keep it clean. I don't want people to know that people have died in my hotel."

"Understood, the clan elder will go back and rest first, and leave all the dirty work to me." The strong man grinned.

However, the clan elder's face was full of sorrow, and he looked back in the direction of the desert: "The king's tomb has been discovered by this group of people. Gather all the clan members to come back and guard the king's tomb."



At this time, in the hotel.

Lin Xiaofeng was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and Jue Chen was blowing a whistle in the toilet and taking a shower.

Guan Xu stood at the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, Juechen came out wearing a bathrobe.

"It's comfortable. It's more comfortable when you go down the mountain than on the mountain." Juechen said, sitting down on a bed: "It's just that I have been chased every two days for three days, which makes my heart a little unbearable."

Guan Xu turned around and said, "You monk, the mountain is so pure and your life is so comfortable. Why do you come down here to pollute the world with these things?"

"Brother Guan, you don't understand this. How can a cultivator feel the suffering of all sentient beings if he is not involved in the world? Right?" Juechen said with a playful smile: "By the way, didn't I hear that there are small cards for staying in hotels? I

Let’s think about it, or find some time to experience it more deeply.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Juechen shouted.

A man's voice came from outside: "Do you need door-to-door service?"

"Coming?" Upon hearing this, Juechen looked at Lin Xiaofeng and Guan Xu: "Did you two call?"

Lin Xiaofeng and Guan Xu looked at each other, feeling a little strange in their hearts.

Lin Xiaofeng scolded: "You come to your door and ask a man to serve you? Open the door and see what's going on."

"oh."

Juechen jumped out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it.

Looking at the door, there were all big men wearing black clothes and covering their faces.

"Are you just here for door-to-door service?" Juechen looked up and down: "It doesn't look good."

The big man at the front said coldly: "I'm here to take you to the underworld for service."

After saying that, these big men all raised their machetes and struck at Juechen.

Jue Chen moved his feet and easily avoided it.

Seven machetes, at such a close distance, only Jue Chen could avoid them.

If it were Lin Xiaofeng, he probably wouldn't be able to do it so easily.
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