"I understand, keep paying close attention and notify me of any news in time."
Chen Weiguang nodded, and the female guard retreated.
Chen Weiguang closed the documents in front of him, left the study, and went to the hiding place of the undead.
In the sealed underground space, Huang Caiwei and Huang An were guarding the door.
In the open space in the middle, several young men and women were lying.
When Chen Weiguang entered, Huang Qianzhong was picking up a young man from the ground.
The young man's hands and feet were handcuffed, and his mouth was covered with tape.
Seeing Huang Qianzhong's face transformed into madness so close to him, a look of horror appeared on his face.
Huang Qianzhong opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
From the mouth and nose of the young man opposite, a thick mist of blood instantly visible to the naked eye surged out, and was sucked into Huang Qianzhong's mouth.
As the blood mist drained away, the young man's exposed skin shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than two minutes, the young man turned into a mummy.
Huang Qianzhong threw the young man's body into the corner, then leaned over and picked up another young man.
Chen Weiguang wanted to speak, but Huang Caiwei stopped him with her eyes, so he had to wait patiently.
Ten minutes later, the young men and women were all sucked into mummies by Huang Qianzhong.
Huang Qianzhong took a long breath, and the spiderweb-like lines on his face and the sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth disappeared, and then he turned and looked towards the door.
Huang Caiwei asked: "Father, are your injuries healed?"
Huang Qianzhong said: "It's not even close."
Huang Caiwei turned to look at Chen Weiguang and said in a bossy tone: "Send a few more young men over right away."
Chen Weiguang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "These are all living things, does the Marquis think they are Chinese cabbage?
Can I get you a few more at any time?"
Huang Caiwei snorted coldly: "I don't care, anyway, you must send a few more young men over to help my father heal his injuries."
Chen Weiguang said coldly: "Marquis, I hope you can understand that I don't owe you anything."
Huang Qianzhong said calmly: "Send three more people over, and I will pay you 100 million for each of them."
Only then did a smile appear on Chen Weiguang's face: "That's easy to say, I'll make arrangements right away."
He took two steps forward: "I came here because there is news that I think the Duke might be interested in."
Huang Qianzhong stood with his hands behind his hands, nodded and asked, "Say."
Chen Weiguang said: "According to reliable information, the great monk named Zhide was seriously injured. Whether he can return to Shaolin safely is a question."
"What?"
Huang Caiwei stared at Chen Weiguang and said aggressively: "Yesterday, you told us that Zhi De returned to Hongfeng Mountain safely."
Chen Weiguang nodded: "At that time, he did return to Hongfeng Mountain fine. I just got the news that it was the boy named Chu who did it. He didn't know how to make Zhide look like he had recovered from his injuries.
"
Huang Caiwei snorted coldly: "In that case, tonight is the day they die."
Chen Weiguang said: "They have chartered a flight to the Central Plains Province. If nothing else happens, they will be able to reach the Shaolin Temple before tonight."
Huang Caiwei ordered: "You also arrange a flight for us. As soon as it gets dark, we will leave for Shaolin Temple."
Chen Weiguang smiled: "The head of the Arhat Hall has made you all in a hurry. How about going to Shaolin?"
He did not say the rest of the words to others, but how could Huang Qianzhong and the other two not understand what Chen Weiguang meant.
The faces of the three people suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Huang An said coldly: "Is the city chief coming here just to mock us?"
"of course not."
Chen Weiguang looked at Huang Qianzhong, "Duke, how much is this news worth?"
Huang Qianzhong said calmly: "One hundred million."
Chen Weiguang laughed loudly: "Since the Duke is so happy, then I will give the Duke another free message. The phoenix was also taken away by them."
Huang Qianzhong snorted coldly: "What a trick to divert trouble to the east."
Chen Weiguang then asked: "Duke, do you still want to arrange a charter flight?"
"arrange."
Huang Qianzhong said calmly: "Whether you can rescue the immortal bird and get the skin scroll, you have to try your best. The undead will never be intimidated."
"Okay, then I will arrange a charter flight for you."
Chen Weiguang bowed his hands towards Huang Qianzhong and turned to leave.
Hearing Chen Weiguang's footsteps walking away, Huang Caiwei muttered: "The majestic capital of Beidu City is so greedy for money."
"Isn't this bad?"
Huang Qianzhong's tone was solemn, "If he wasn't like this, how could we have so many conveniences?"
Huang Caiwei asked worriedly: "Father, how can we take away the phoenix and the leather scroll from Shaolin Temple?"
Huang Qianzhong faintly uttered four words: "Act according to the opportunity!"
…
Chu Tianshu and his party got off the plane, and the Shaolin Temple's motorcade was already waiting at the airport.
Everyone got in the car and went straight to Shaolin.
When I got off the bus outside the gate of Shaolin Temple, a large group of monks were waiting to greet me.
The leader was a monk who looked to be in his fifties or sixties.
He stepped forward and clasped his hands together: "Junior Brother Zhide, you have worked hard all the way."
Zhi De clasped his hands and returned the greeting: "It is our responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. It is not hard work or not."
After saying that, he turned around and introduced to Chu Tianshu and others: "This is the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, Senior Brother Zhichuang."
Chu Tianshu and others also imitated the monks' appearance, and their hands were suitable: "Master Zhisheng, you are polite."
Zhizong returned the salute, then leaned forward and said, "Several donors, please come in."
Chen Xiaolu gave Ren Changfeng a demonstrative glance and walked in first.
As everyone walked inside, Zhide said, "Senior Brother Zhisheng, can I go see the abbot now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed violently.
Zhi Zheng said calmly: "The abbot is in seclusion."
Zhide was shocked: "Seclusion?"
His expression was mixed.
"Um."
Zhizong nodded, "You were in retreat last night. The abbot expected that you would be injured, so he had already arranged everything. Junior brother, don't worry."
After saying that, he turned back to Chu Tianshu and the others and said, "The poor monk is now taking Junior Brother Zhide to heal his injuries, so I would like to ask you to go to the Zen room to rest first. A vegetarian meal has been arranged in the kitchen."
Chu Tianshu said: "Master, please excuse me."
At that moment, a monk led Chu Tianshu and others to the meditation hall.
When we arrived at the meditation hall, monks offered them vegetarian food.
"Several donors, use them lightly."
The monk who delivered the meal bowed and everyone left.
Ren Changfeng said: "I didn't expect their abbot to retreat at this time."
He looked at Chu Tianshu and asked, "Mr. Chu, what are our arrangements next?"
Chu Tianshu curled his lips and said casually: "Without Butcher Zhang, we won't be able to eat pigs with hair on them?
I don’t believe that the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple is supported by the abbot alone.”