There is an old monk in the crystal coffin who looks exactly like Master Huiming outside.

What's going on? Could it be that these two people are twins?

Soon this idea was rejected. Master Huiming should have been born in the south, a beautiful place, and could not have spoken of the Northeast. He might have spoken of slang and swear words. The Master Huiming outside must be fake.

All signs show that he was not a truly Buddhist. There was clearly a Bible on the table, and there was a famous painting of Fruit Girl on the side of the bed. This was obviously not done by a monk who was enlightened.

This person must be disguised and has also become pronounced. Who has such ability today?

This Taoist monk was obviously alive, his heart was fluctuating. Although it was mild, his breathing could also be seen.

It is very likely that Master Huiming has been framed and has completely lost consciousness and is lying here.

The little black cat searched again in the dark room. In the southeast corner of the dark room, there was a rectangular instrument. Bubbles were emitted inside the instrument, and a faint white gas emerged along the air wall of the rectangle.

Next to the side wall is a line of small characters, Tianfang brand oxygen supply machine.

It turns out that the oxygen supply in this secret room is very sufficient.

There was a door next to the side wall. After the black cat went up, he gently unplugged the handle and opened the wooden door.

There was a big bed inside, and two young women fell asleep soundly inside.

At around 3:00 a.m., when they were sleeping well, the two women were very charming. Among them was a beauty who seemed to be mixed-race. They had a thin chain on their right wrists, connected to the wall, and they were obviously enslaved.

This fake master, who was extremely licentious and pretended to be the abbot of Yuantong Temple, wanted to do what he wanted and why there was a vacuum chess game. Tuantuan's questions flashed through Wu Fan's mind.

In theory, the cultivation level of this fake abbot should not be particularly high, and it should be comparable to that of Fajiang and Fahai. If you break in rashly, you will have no chance of winning. In addition, there is a demon girl here, so Wu Fan decided not to show up for the time being and observe in secret.

Wu Fan really wanted to know what the demon girl, Shu, had talked with the fake abbot outside, but obviously he could not take into account both at this time.

If a kitten breaks into the abbot's room, it is understandable, but if a big black dog runs out rashly, it will arouse suspicion.

Just when Wu Fan was anxious, the door of the underground secret room suddenly opened, not the stone slab under the bed, but another door on the side wall.

The door was extremely concealed and almost integrated with the wall. It was smooth and visible, and there was no gap.

An old monk and a young woman walked over the door.

Those two people are neither others, they are the fake Master Huiming and the demon girl Ah Shu.

"What's the matter with the master inviting me to the secret room?" A Shu smiled slightly, without any fear.

The fake Huiming felt unusually smooth. In the middle of the night, he invited the distant girl from the Wen family into the secret room. He actually agreed happily. This was beyond his expectations.

The fake Abbot Huiming had a remote control in his hand. The moment he entered the door, he pressed the remote control, and the crystal coffin in the middle of the house immediately closed the lid, embedded deeply into the ground, and the floor was automatically laid and closed, tightly tight, without any trace.

A marble table suddenly appeared at the top of the coffin.

"This is a secret venue. What can Master Huiming not say? It makes the mysterious and makes the little girl very nervous." A Shu suddenly said this, pretending to be a little vigilant.

"Ah Shu donor, your chess skills must be so advanced. I want to ask for some tricks." Huiming's eyes showed a hint of lust and evil, wandering around the key parts of Ah Shu.

"Okay, but it's getting late today. I'll help my father with an important thing tomorrow. Master Huiming, let's go another day!" A Shu retreated back and quickly shirked away.

"Another day, hehe, it's better to meet the day than choose a date. Since you don't want to play chess, you can do it another day." Master Huiming slowly walked towards A Shu.

"Master Huiming, you... didn't you say another day? What are you going to do?" Miss Ah Shu seemed to be a little nervous, staring straight at Master Huiming with her eyes, and retreating quickly backwards.

"I'm right, but if you don't want to play chess, you can only have another day. Don't worry, I will cherish you."

"You..." Ah Shu's face was flushed and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Miss Shu, I understand Mr. Wen's thoughts. In the middle of the night, he asked you to come and see me alone. He simply wanted to join forces with me. You are just a distant girl from the Wen family. The only value you have is your beauty. I want to ask the old man of the family. This is exactly what he meant. It is rare that you are smart and cracking the chess game, but you can't see through this real miracle. Are you just an optional chess piece?" Master Huiming analyzed in a profound and profound way.

"Master, is it really as you said? I am the old man of the Wen family, my biological father, but he treats me like this?" Two lines of tears flowed out along A Shu's eyes, looking pitiful.

"Of course this is true. There is no family affection in the world. Only fame and fortune. You are just his distant girl, not his biological flesh and blood. Even if you are a biological flesh and blood, you can sacrifice in the face of power and profit in these upper class society. So Miss Ah Shu, you accept your fate. Besides, you will not suffer any losses after you follow me. As the abbot of Tong Temple in Yijieyuan, you are majestic and powerful. The relationship between the current saint and me is still good. I will treat you well. I will give you 100,000 yuan in soft sister coins every month and enjoy my rain and dew. That is the blessing you have cultivated in your previous life. Miss Ah Shu, it's getting late, so you and I can go to bed to rest quickly." At this time, Master Huiming suppressed the evil spirit in his eyes, and his eyes were filled with extremely kind eyebrows, and he was still the image of an elder who cared for his juniors.

"Mr. Wen, my father, I devote all my efforts to your work, and I will serve you until I die. I will serve you as my biological father. I didn't expect that I was just a piece of yours. It really makes me sad. Master Huiming, today I became you, can I promise me something?" Uncle took out a roll of incense palette and wiped away the tears from his face. He looked very lonely and sad. His two longing eyes looked at Abbot Huiming.

"Oh, look, look, you cry as soon as you say you cry. I am the most disgraceful of the beauty's tears. If you have anything, just say it, as long as I can, I will definitely help you." At this time, Master Huiming's accent became the Northeast accent, and his words were no longer full of literary style.

A Shu moved her lotus steps lightly, walked up, lay down next to Huimin's ear, and said softly: "Master Huiming, I'm asking you for something. I'm still a virgin. Can you please be gentle?" A Shu said, and there was a silver needle in the secret between the index finger and middle finger of her left hand.

"Don't worry, I...ah..."

Master Huiming screamed, and Uncle A's silver needle pierced into one of his acupoints.

The whole body was in severe pain, and the whole body was out of control and was fixed on the spot.
Chapter completed!