The high-speed rail train split the air current, passed through the mountains, and gradually drove onto the plateau.
Su Wu looked at the deep tunnel in front of him, hung up the phone, returned the phone to Wang Ping'an, and said loudly: "The matter has been resolved. Maybe when we arrive at the site outside the ruins of the Gyatso Dharma Temple,
You can see the result of this matter.”
"The flood incident at Gyatso Dharma Temple was caused by those monks?" Wang Ping'an frowned, deeply aware of the serious nature of the matter.
"no.
I have said before that the flood incident at Gyatso Dharma Temple and the disappearance of monks and police officers after entering and exploring the temple are not closely related and can be divided into two incidents.
The latter is incapable of causing as big a change as the former.
There is something terrifying and mysterious behind the Gyatso Dharma Temple flood incident." Su Wu and Wang Ping'an said, "Only after we resolve the subsequent matter and sort out the situation can we better resolve the Gyatso Dharma Temple flood incident."
Wang Ping'an nodded: "So that's it..."
He hesitated for a moment, and then asked Su Wu: "The three Kitchen God teams plus those monks who are unwilling to admit it, and with the cooperation of the special countermeasures police staff, can they really eliminate the monks hiding in Ma Tou Mountain?"
Wipe them all out?
Those monks who were born in the various monasteries around the Gyatso Monastery all accommodated sly ones, and they were not ordinary scheming masters..."
"The Kitchen God Team is not an ordinary Trick Rider Team.
They have also been trained by the Conspiracy Bureau with a lot of resources, so there will be no problem in dealing with the conspirators in Ma Tou Mountain." Su Wu said.
Wang Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."
He looked at the time displayed on the display screen in front of him and said a few words to Su Wu: "Su Bureau, let's take a rest for a while. The high-speed train will reach Jima Prefecture in about an hour."
Su Wu nodded and said nothing.
Holding the phone in his hand, Wang Ping'an was about to walk to his seat when his phone vibrated again.
Along with the vibration of the mobile phone, a series of ringtones rang in the car.
He looked down at the contact notes displayed on his phone, his expression changed, and he immediately answered the call.
Listening to the voice on the phone, Wang Pingan nodded repeatedly.
Half a minute later, he hung up the phone and looked at Su Wu with a happy face: "The platform has reviewed the method you proposed and agreed to implement it - now Xuanmen can pass on the salary to ordinary police officers who are willing
Fire, build a grassroots team of strange countermeasures!
If this method is effective, the 'Xuanmen method' will be further promoted among ordinary people.
In addition, Xuanmen can now accept resumes submitted by disciples of various Taoist sects and recruit Daoist disciples to work in Xuanmen!
Very good!
That's great!"
Wang Pingan was very excited.
He has worked with the Kitchen God Team and knows that under the protection of Xinhuo, the damage caused by ordinary evil tricks to ordinary people will be greatly reduced. If 'Xinhuo' is promoted among police personnel, it will definitely benefit many needs.
Assist the Trickster Squad and face the tough ordinary police officers!
Now that the platform has agreed to this, how can he be unhappy?
"Oh, really?" Su Wu looked surprised. In fact, he had clearly heard the sound coming from the other party's speaker earlier, "This is indeed a good thing.
Today, we can continue to pay tribute to the many police staff who assisted in the flood incident at Gyatso Monastery.
It can reduce many casualties."
"That's right, that's right!"
Wang Ping'an nodded in agreement repeatedly and was filled with emotion.
The platform's decision to pass the 'Xuanmen Method' was a much greater surprise to him than the shock that Su Wu had when many monks obeyed with just one phone call.
Mainly because he only saw Su Wu calling on the phone at the moment.
I don’t know what the scene was like on the other end of the phone.
He said goodbye to Su Wu and happily returned to his seat.
During the seven or eight steps he took from Su Wu's seat to his own seat, all the cell phones in the pockets of the monks around him suddenly started ringing with various ring tones.
Someone answers the phone, someone checks the information.
Even Wang Pingan received several messages from friends on social platforms at this time.
He frowned, sat in his seat, and clicked on the friend message.
What caught my eye was a series of messages sent by Chen Xu.
Wang Ping'an first clicked on the first photo and saw a pool of blood on the ground that was illuminated by the flash. The pool of blood was vaguely mixed with some white and pink flesh and blood tissue.
His heart skipped a beat, and with a flick of his finger, he saw the second photo - a bulging body bag stuffed into the trunk of an off-road vehicle.
The zipper opening of the body bag was still stained with blood.
How is this going?
Wang Ping'an continued to move his finger to the left, but there was no next photo to see.
So he returned to the chat page and looked at the few sentences sent by Chen Xu.
"These are the corpses of those monks who broke their oaths!"
"With one word from Director Su, they died on the spot!"
"The corpses still contain Li Wei and there are no signs of recovery. How should we deal with these corpses?"
Kill a Trickster Monk in one sentence?!
Wang Ping'an raised his eyes and looked at the aisle seat in the front right row, and he had a clearer understanding of Su Wu's strength!
All around, the monks from various temples who were answering the phone and checking information intentionally or unintentionally cast their eyes on the person sitting in the aisle seat in the front right row, their eyes full of fear!
They also learned about what happened in the extremely dangerous area tonight from various channels and from the abbot of the temple whom they were familiar with, the leader!
Hutuktu of Tsering Dampa of Baizhen Dharma Temple exhaled a long breath and looked away from the screen of his mobile phone. His mind was in an unspeakable state of shock, even though his eyes were looking away from the picture displayed on the screen.
After breaking away, the shock in my heart did not dissipate much.
Tsering Tenpa did not dare to look at Su Wu who was sitting in front of him, so he turned his head and looked out of the car window.
He hoped that the lonely mountain scenery outside the window could relieve the whistling thoughts in his mind.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Outside the window, there is a crescent moon floating in the sky with dark clouds, appearing and disappearing.
The pale moonlight reflected the bulging cliffs on the earth into a lifeless white color.
The slopes of the slopes that gradually rise upward are covered with black Gesang flowers.
Black Gesang flower?
Tsering Tenpa frowned secretly.
When his inner thoughts were turning suddenly, bursts of fine, crisp ringing sound penetrated his ears softly.
Jingle bells, jingle bells...
A tall man wearing a black cloth Tibetan robe and a crown on his head that looked like rolled-up flags was pulling a man with a large colorful flower belt around his waist and a Tibetan robe embroidered with flowers.
Girl, walk along the hillside to the top of the cliff.
The tall man held the lantern,
The girl shakes the bell.
They were facing Tsering Dampa sideways. The high-speed train quickly passed by the hillside, but it could not take away the scenery in front of Tsering Dampa. His mind was completely attracted by the tall man and girl, and his eyes moved with their movement.
.
Gala la...
Hutuktu of Baizhen Temple heard a sound that made people's teeth hurt.
But he paid no attention to the sound.
Looking at the tall man with a rolled-up colorful flag on his head, he stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the crescent moon in the sky.
The images of silence, coldness, vastness, and desolation rushed into his heart, bringing with them waves of circling cold wind.
The tall man dropped the lamp in his hand and picked up the girl beside him. The lamp rolled down the hillside and ignited the black Gesang blooming on the hillside into black fire!
The girl who was held above her head by the man giggled,
The crisp sound was like the collision of silverware, a heart-scratching sound.
Then, the girl's blood ran along the man's broad sleeves, dyeing his black Tibetan robe blood red, and the flags on his crown suddenly unfolded in the wind!
The top of the flag gun, which was rolled up by the flag cloth, had heads nailed on it!
And on the bunting, there was a skin bag stitched together!
"Ouch-"
The man's head shook!
A flag flag immediately moved forward, and as his head lowered, it moved to the front, knocking open a Buddha amulet 'guardrail' in front!
The Buddha amulet fell into the blazing black fire on the cliff!
The blazing black fire turned into a waterfall of long hair, and the white hillside covered with pale moonlight turned into a naked woman - the woman's eyes were blood red, and her skin was covered with layers of wrinkles, like
It's a piece of human skin that has been soaked in water for an unknown amount of time!
This 'woman' - this 'human skin' stretched out in an instant under the howling of the cold wind, covering the sky covered with dark clouds, and wrapped around the entire high-speed train on the silent plateau!
Its arms were torn apart by invisible charms and torn into strands.
Every strand of pale skin has been transformed into pale and slender arms by the sound of wind!
Countless pairs of arms, flying like hair, hugged the high-speed train below!
More turbulent and deeper panic penetrated Tsering Tenpa's mind. He wanted to turn around, but at this moment he found that his neck could not move at all, and an indescribable pain appeared from everywhere in his body.
!
"He is dead."
Tsering Dampa heard the calm voice of the mysterious investigation bureau "Su Bureau".
Who died?
Thoughts flashed through his mind.
The picture outside the car window turned into endless darkness.
Tsering Tenpa fell into eternal sleep.
Su Wu stood in the aisle next to his seat.
——The Hutuktu from Baizhen Temple turned his neck 180 degrees, his bloody head with eyes wide open, looking straight at the old monk in red who was also from Baizhen Temple.
His neck bones penetrated the twisted skin on his neck,
The bones connected to the neck bones twisted the flesh, blood, and internal organs of his chest and abdomen into pink minced meat.
There is no doubt that he had just been looking at the scene on the hillside outside the car window for so long that he even broke his neck without even realizing it!
The tooth-grinding sound that Tsering Tenpa heard earlier was exactly the sound made when all the bones in his body were twisted and broken by the strong twisting of his neck bones!