Monk?&1t;/p>

Looking at the pagoda outside, could it be that I had arrived at a temple?&1t;/p>

Burmese people believe in Buddhism and Buddhism is the country's Buddha. Some Burmese people even offer offerings to monks to express their piety. Is it possible that the copycat is not a copycat, but a temple?&1t;/p>

All the gun-carrying whistles are there because there are big drug lords in the temple?&1t;/p>

The appearance of the monk made Ye Jian’s thoughts break for a few seconds.&1t;/p>

However, the "monk" who came here did not act like a monk, and even had a very fierce face. Ye Jian, who had been observing silently, immediately realized that she might encounter a "fake monk". Will the real monk have another pistol in his waist?&1t;/p>

How could a monk hold a gun if his six senses are pure?&1t;/p>

There is really no information like fake monks in the information provided by Team Deng.&1t;/p>

The monk wearing a yellow cassock glanced at Mozhi first. He didn't know Mozhi, but did not ask about the other party's identity. Instead, he glanced at the driver, frowned and asked a few words in local language.&1t;/p>

The driver lowered his head slightly, not as cold as he was in the small village two days ago. He lowered his posture and answered. Ye Jian noticed that the driver said a few words and looked at Mo Zhi again. After saying a few more words, the fake monk's tight brows loosened.&1t;/p>

With the driver's introduction, the fake monk had a conversation with Mozhi.&1t;/p>

At the end, Mo Zhi pushed Ye Jian, who had been looking scared and afraid to make any small moves, even his expression became flattering.&1t;/p>

"A very beautiful Chinese girl, no problem, no matter what you die..."&1t;/p>

He said a lot, and the fake monk kept listening, but Yu Guang looked at the driver from time to time until the driver nodded slightly and had a faint smile on his fierce face.&1t;/p>

Mo Zhi saw a smile on the fake monk's face, and he felt relieved in his heart. Ye Jian, who pushed to the three of them, continued to lower his head. The collapsed shoulder made everyone hear that she was afraid, very, very scared.&1t;/p>

The fake monk and Mo Zhi had a brief exchange. Ye Jian still couldn't understand what they said because of his lack of language. He became more and more eager to learn the Burmese language.&1t;/p>

When the two of them finished their communication, Ye Jian, who was pushed away, saw the driver taking off the jeans that had not been taken off for several days. She saw that the driver had a bald head like a fake monk, but the root on the driver's head was blue and black.&1t;/p>

The driver is outside... also used as a "monk" as a cover-up?&1t;/p>

Ye Jian, with a slightly deep eyes, entered a mountain village guarded by a whistle and a gun. As she had guessed before, it was indeed a temple built in the deep mountains for villagers to believe in.&1t;/p>

The temple is not a real temple, and the monks guarding the temple are naturally not a real monk. Except for the pagodas worshipped, everything is in the disguise of drug dealers.&1t;/p>

Ye Jian was twisted out alone and continued to care for him alone. Mo Zhi left with the fake monk and did not appear until dawn the next day.&1t;/p>

Two more days later, Ye Jian, who was detained, seemed to be forgotten. No one came here except for someone who sent a bowl of water and a pancake in the middle.&1t;/p>

On the third day, someone gave water and cakes, and then there were no people in two consecutive days. It can be seen that they were not really regretful, but they did not want to give Ye Jian too much food and water to prevent her from getting out.&1t;/p>

On the seventh day, a bowl of water and a pancake was delivered on time. On the eighth day, he was hungry again. For eight days, Ye Jian's range of activities was only in the small room where she was detained. There was sunshine during the day and night insects cried at night. It was as quiet as if she was the only one in the whole village.&1t;/p>

At around 10 o'clock on the eighth night, Ye Jian, who was so hungry that he was much thinner, heard the sound of motors of countless vehicles. The quiet and deserted village instantly became lively. There were torches illuminating the dark night, and even the fire could be seen vaguely on her side.&1t;/p>

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I've been promoting the book, a friendly book&1t;/p>

"Yueban Qingqing" Chongwen angrily threw away two marriage certificates and forced her into the corner. He provocatively said: "I don't accept serving on the bed! I don't agree to continue serving you!" You can read it by searching for the pen name or book title!&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!