After the meeting, President Du Yatuo, protected by a group of guards, went to the Kek Lok Temple behind the mansion. The entire temple was built in the Indian style, with bright colors and full of exotic customs.
The temple is covered with green grass, many trees have been planted, and it supports hundreds of ascetics. These guys are in ragged clothes or have their heads dyed in various colors or their faces are smeared with pot ash.
It smells bad, looks strange and extremely dirty.
These monks are all young, the youngest is over fifty years old, all have wrinkled faces, they are practicing at this time, some are curled up like a ball, some arms and legs are twisted together in impossible postures,
Some of them stuck steel needles into their bodies one after another...
What they practice is a kind of evil magic. It is said that they can get rid of self-motivation. Especially the leader, Master Mokeyani, has the most powerful skills. He has reached the point of being refined into a god. He is called the best master of India and is very popular among the people.
Yatuo admired it so much that he invited a group of ascetics to the temple for his use a few years ago.
There is also a large artificial lake in the yard, with five or six corpses floating on it, which have swelled and emitted a foul smell. They are the ascetics' favorite delicacy, floating corpses, euphemistically called gifts given to them by Shiva.
The life of the ascetics in their own country is very difficult. Because they have no source of income, they can only fill their stomachs with wild fruits or picked up garbage. They even eat the drowned corpses alive. Over time, they develop this sensational habit.
Habits, even if they were invited to yn to solve their food and clothing problems, they still couldn't change their unique heavy taste, so they dug lakes in the courtyard, often went out to capture some wanderers and deliberately drowned them when they came back, soaking them in the water for several days until they swelled before eating them.
Extremely disgusting.
Although they saw the president coming, the ascetics in the courtyard still practiced selflessly and turned a blind eye. Du Yatuo did not disturb these monks and walked straight forward. Then he ordered the guards to guard outside the hall, and he entered the hall alone.
The entire hall is very spacious and seems empty. There is only a statue of Shiva placed in the north, offering incense, and there are exquisite paintings on the walls, all of which are about the legendary battle between gods and demons, which looks a bit scary.
The entire hall only has one circular glass window that cannot be opened on the east side. At this time, the sun shines in from there, and an old ascetic hangs cross-legged in the air, concentrating and closing his eyes while practicing.
The old guy's face is covered with walnut patterns, and his face is painted with mysterious symbols with various oil paints. The dirty white cloth wrapped around his head can no longer be seen from the original color. He has bare feet and a beard that is more than one meter long and is braided into several shapes.
The ten little pigtails do not hang down, but float up and down like tentacles. It looks very strange, especially when he is hanging in the air and the sun shines on him, making him look like an eminent monk.
This person is India's number one master Mokhyani, who is over eighty years old. Hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked over, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
Du Yatuo clasped his hands together and said piously: "I'm really sorry for delaying your practice, Master. I have something urgent to ask for your help."
"Say it."
"Kill someone for me."
"Who is it?"
"His name is Qiu Yu, nicknamed Feather Demon..."
Mokyani nodded slightly, "Okay, you will see his head within three days."
Du Yatuo was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master, for your help."
"You are welcome."
That boy named Qiu Yu made Du Yatuo hate him to the core. Based on this, he did not hesitate to use his trump card and let the evil spirit master go to murder the other party. Now that the matter was concluded, he returned to the Presidential Palace with satisfaction.
In the afternoon, the police chief called the Presidential Palace, saying that he had something important to report. Duyato answered the call personally. It turned out that it was two women from China who asked to see him and claimed to be able to help him.
Du Yatuo thought for a moment and felt that it was better to meet before talking, so he ordered the police chief to bring the two girls over.
Half an hour later, the two young women appeared in the presidential palace, and Du Yatuo's eyes flashed with passion. He felt that the pair of sisters in front of him were really beautiful and charming. He asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"
The so-called two women are actually a man and a woman. They are Qibeile Qiyi and Bagege Qizhen from the Qingle Gang. They are brothers and sisters. Now they come to yn under the orders of their grandfather and act according to the situation, which is to let Yu She at all costs.
into danger or even total destruction.
After leaving the palace, Qi Yi's appearance became more feminine, and even her voice became like a woman's. Coupled with her fashionable women's clothing, she was clearly a beautiful woman. He smiled and said: "We are Qiu Yu's enemies. What do you say?"
After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, are you right, Mr. President?"
Du Yatuo chuckled and said: "Yes, since we have a common enemy, then you are my friends. Please sit down."
The two of them sat on the sofa, and both of them exposed their beautiful legs under their skirts. Qi Yi was not inferior, her thighs appeared plumper and rounder, as smooth as white jade, attracting the president's attention.
Du Yatuo swallowed involuntarily, her legs were so white and tender, it would definitely taste good if she kissed them!
The two introduced themselves again, and then told the details of Yushe, so that Yatuoting had a deeper understanding of the enemy and had no doubts. He asked, "Then tell me, what should we do as soon as possible?"
Destroy these Yushe bastards?"
Qizhen said: "There is one quickest way, which is to directly kill the commander-in-chief Qiu Yu. The Yu Army has always regarded him as the soul figure, supporting the beliefs of those officers and soldiers. If he is removed, the Yu Society will become a piece of scattered sand.
It won't take long for it to be destroyed. But that kid has extremely high martial arts skills and is very proficient in training. He has few opponents, so this plan is difficult to implement."
Hearing this, Du Yatuo laughed loudly and said: "You Chinese have a saying, it's called heroes think alike. I think so too, and I have sent people to implement the plan. The person who takes action must have high martial arts skills.
Guess, that bastard Qiu Yu’s head will fall to the ground within three days.”
However, Qi Yi had doubts. He knew how difficult it was to deal with Qiu, and he didn't have much hope for the so-called masters in Yin. He felt that apart from his grandfather doing it himself, only he who had practiced Tian Xie's magic could defeat him.
The other party cut the boy into pieces. Although he thought so in his heart, he did not say it out loud. He smiled calmly and said: "Then the relationship is good, we sisters are waiting to hear the good news."
Du Yatuo was a lustful person. When he saw these two sisters, who were even more beautiful than his five-bedroom wife, he couldn't help but feel itchy. He felt that he had to fuck such beauties to make his life worthwhile, so he said: "The two girls are not far away."
Wan Li came over to help me. I am very grateful. I have appointed you as special advisers to help me destroy the Yu army. From now on, you will live here with me and we can discuss things with each other. What do you think?"