Xiang Zhu nodded: "Well, Juechen built it for you."
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Damn it, what the hell are you doing building that thing? It's so unlucky."
"I can't stop it." Xiang Zhu laughed: "He said that you must have someone to belong to after you die, and he also said that he would recite sutras for you for seven or forty-nine days to give you a good salvation."
"This guy is really stupid." Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
Despite this, he actually felt warm in his heart.
This guy Jue Chen has some conscience, so it was not in vain to bring him out of that remote country to see the world.
"Where is he?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
"In the garden behind the building."
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but said: "He is building a tomb in the garden?"
"That is our Baiyang Sect's real estate..."
There is a small garden behind the Guochao Building.
A variety of vegetation is planted inside.
There was a mound of earth, and Jue Chen was sitting in front of it, with his hands clasped together and reciting scriptures.
Lin Xiaofeng slowly came up behind him: "Hey, have you finished reading?"
"Don't disturb me, wait until I finish reading." Juechen frowned and said, but suddenly, he turned around and saw Lin Xiaofeng behind him: "Xiaofeng, why are you here?"
"What do you think?" Lin Xiaofeng said.
Juechen suddenly realized: "I understand, I must have been reciting sutras for you every day, and you must have been moved. Come up and meet me to confront me. But then again, you, a turtle grandson, killed so many people during your lifetime, isn't it?"
Should you go to the eighteenth level of hell? We escaped for you? There are no ghosts coming to catch you."
"Who told you I was going to the eighteenth level of hell?"
Jue Chen said without hesitation: "No need to ask, you will definitely go to the eighteenth level of hell after you die..."
"I'll fuck you, uncle."
Lin Xiaofeng kicked him in the chest.
Jue Chen felt a little aggrieved: "Oh, Lin Xiaofeng, you are so heartless, even if you die, you have to come up and kick me?"
"Do I look like I'm dead?" Lin Xiaofeng's eyes widened: "Take a closer look."
Jue Chen touched his bald head and couldn't help but look back at the tomb: "No, I've built the tomb for you, you shouldn't be still alive."
This guy is really stupid.
"Monk, I'm not dead..." Lin Xiaofeng told how Jingshui saved him.
After hearing this, Jue Chen couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it, if you had told me earlier, I would have built this tomb in vain, but you can keep this tomb for now, and you can use it in the future."
"You are the only one who can use it."
Juechen retorted: "I will become a Buddha in the future, unlike ordinary people like you."
"Damn it, why do I want to beat you up so much?" Lin Xiaofeng smiled happily and put his arm around Jue Chen's shoulders: "Let's go, I'll treat you to some flower wine."
"Really?" Juechen suddenly became excited: "What a good brother."
"Of course it's a lie, unless I want to be beaten to death by Xiang Zhu." Lin Xiaofeng stared at him as if he was looking at an idiot: "Flower wine is no good, but drinking is fine."
The two of them returned to the National Super League building arm in arm.
In the National Super League Building, I prepared a batch of fine wine.
Lin Xiaofeng and Juechen took the wine and returned to a room on the top floor, where they started drinking.
And at this moment.
Chen Fei, the leader of the top Demon Cult, was personally captured by the Holy Cult.
The Holy Cult took this as a threat and the rumor spread like a whirlwind that it wanted to annex the power of the White Sun Cult.
It can be said that it shocked the entire demonic world.
Almost at the same time, all the demonic sects sent messages to the holy sect through their own channels. The meaning was roughly to ask whether the matter was true or not, and to collectively oppose the holy sect's actions.
Just kidding, this kind of thing cannot set a precedent.
If the Holy Religion is allowed to taste the sweetness, it is inevitable that these methods will not be used on them.
Regardless of the relationship between these demon sects and the Baiyang sect, almost all of them stand on a united front.
It was only nine o'clock in the evening, and already dozens of demonic sects had sent messages to the holy sect, hoping that the holy sect would release Chen Fei's relatives.
"Asshole!"
Uncle He was furious. The most important thing was that it was hard to explain this matter.
Is it possible to tell everyone that the leader of Baiyang Sect is a spy of his holy religion?
Who believes it?
Who would believe that a spy from his holy religion has taken the position of the top demon sect leader?
What's more, everyone will think, since he is your spy, how could he arrest Zhou Xing and cause such a mess?
In short, this kind of thing cannot be explained at all.
I am the only one who is dumb and eats Coptis chinensis.
Uncle He said slowly: "It's really a good trick."
…
Early the next morning, Lin Xiaofeng woke up in a daze.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Jue Chen, the turtle grandson, had his thigh resting on him.
Both were sleeping on the floor.
Yesterday I drank too much because I was happy, and I actually slept until the next morning.
Lin Xiaofeng pushed Jue Chen away, stood up and moved his body.
After lying on the floor for a night, when I woke up the next day, I felt like all the bones in my body were broken.
Lin Xiaofeng opened the door and was about to go down to have some breakfast.
As soon as he opened it, he saw Xiang Zhu walking past in a hurry.
"Xiao Zhu, what are you doing?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Xiang Zhu turned around and saw Lin Xiaofeng: "Are you awake? The Holy Cult has responded. Come to the conference room."
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he turned back and glanced at Jue Chen who was sleeping.
Lin Xiaofeng didn't wake him up, and Jue Chen couldn't do much to help him.
When he and Xiang Zhu rushed to the conference room.
Jin Dachuan, Chen Fei, and Yin Junpeng are all here.
"You are all here. What's the response from the Holy Cult? Have you agreed to replace someone?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Xiang Zhu said: "The situation is a little better than expected. Uncle He directly sent Chen Fei's family over, and they are now settling in our National Super League building."
Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment: "What? Send someone back so soon? Why don't you change Zhou Xing?"
Xiang Zhu rolled his eyes at Lin Xiaofeng: "Uncle He didn't respond at all to the rumors we spread. Instead, he directly sent Chen Fei's family back and let his actions speak for themselves."
"As for replacing people, do they need to be replaced? Uncle He sent Chen Fei's family back. Unless our Baiyang Sect wants to go to war with the Holy Sect now, can we not send them back?"
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he nodded, and it made sense.
"To put it this way, Uncle He is not confused at all." Lin Xiaofeng laughed.
"Jin Dachuan, send Zhou Xing back. Remember, take people to the Holy Cult yourself and don't let others kill him." Xiang Zhu said.
Jin Dachuan said strangely: "Miss, it would be a good idea to let that guy go, but why not send him to the Holy Cult in person?"
Xiang Zhu nodded: "Uncle He's cruelty is far beyond your imagination. If Zhou Xing is killed by Uncle He on his way back, Uncle He can find an excuse and say that it was our Baiyang Sect who killed him.
You can also send people to attack our Baiyang Sect openly and honestly."