After hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but continue to persuade: "Director, but these things are very precious..."
"No matter how precious it is, it is a thing that harms the country and the people, and cannot be kept." Liu Boqing said firmly: "I know that as the head of Longhu Mountain, you will subconsciously retain these things passed down from ancient times, but I will not give in to this matter."
After saying that, Liu Boqing walked outside the basement.
Lin Xiaofeng whispered in Ling Xiao's ear: "Why are you talking to Director Liu about this?"
Ling Xiao glanced at the books stored in the basement with a pity: "What a pity, hey."
Then he walked out.
Lin Xiaofeng also followed him out, then stepped up and chased him to Liu Boqing: "Director Liu, it's time for you to tell me about the golden turtle now?"
"Golden Turtle?" Liu Boqing glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and said, "Come with me."
Ling Xiao also went to other places to get busy with other things.
Lin Xiaofeng and Liu Boqing went to the pavilion outside the manor.
Liu Boqing asked the soldiers to find some tea and hot water and soaked two cups of tea in the pavilion.
Lin Xiaofeng picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Director, what exactly is that golden turtle?"
Liu Boqing smiled on his face: "Have you heard of Mu Lian Monk?"
"Mu Lian Monk?" Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "You say, I'll listen."
"The mother of Mu Lianseng is named Mrs. Qingti. She is very rich in her family. However, she is stingy and greedy, but her son is very filial and filial."
"When his son was out, he slaughtered livestock every day and cooked them all. He had no thoughts on his son, and never practiced good deeds."
"After his death, Mrs. Qingti was shot into the underworld and was punished by torture. Mu Lianseng became a monk to practice in order to save her mother. He obtained supernatural powers and went to hell to see the suffering mother. Mu Lian couldn't bear it."
"But his mother's sins during her lifetime could not leave the hungry ghost realm. The food she gave her was not in her mouth and turned into charcoal. In order to save her mother, the Mulian Monk released eight million evil ghosts from the underworld."
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his face changed: "Eight million evil ghosts?"
"Yeah." Liu Boqing nodded and said, "Later, Mu Lian Monk was reincarnated as Huang Chao and wanted to kill these eight million evil ghosts back to the underworld."
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he couldn't help but sigh. He was really awesome.
Reincarnation, but he had to kill eight million evil spirits back to the underworld.
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask: "Director Liu, what does what you said have to do with the golden turtle? What exactly is this golden turtle?"
"This golden turtle is the ghost seal that suppressed these eight million evil ghosts at the time." Liu Boqing said.
"Ghost Seal?" Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Where is it now?"
"If I'm right, I should be in the hands of Buddhism, Fan Jie."
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his eyes rolled: "I'm going, how could it be in Fan Jie's hands?"
Whether it is the Yin-Yang Gate or the Holy Golden Sect, Lin Xiaofeng can always contact him and find a way to peacefully get this ghost seal called the Golden Turtle.
But why is it in the hands of Buddhism?
There is a big grudge between Fan Jie and Lin Xiaofeng.
In this way, it is almost impossible to get the golden turtle peacefully.
Liu Boqing paused and said, "But then again, now, Fan Jie doesn't seem to know that he has such a ghost seal in his hand."
"This ghost seal was originally trampled into the hands of the Miao Witch Cult. When the Miao Witch Cult was destroyed, it was stolen. Finally, this man joined the dynasty Buddhism."
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Who is this person? What is his status in Buddhism?"
"This man is called Dong Ming. He is an elder in the dynasty Buddhism. His status is not low in Buddhism. He is considered a confidant of Fan Jie."
On the other side, towards Buddhism.
The base camp of Buddhism is a temple located in the deep mountains.
The temple covers a vast area, and everyone inside is shaved with their heads.
Of course, the "monks" in this temple did not really become monks, most of them were from the Miao Witch Sect before.
The murder without blinking, but later Fan Jie made a rule in Buddhism that everyone must shaved their heads to look like Buddhism.
At this time, Fan Jie was meditating in a meditation room.
A monk in his thirties pushed open the door, sat quietly next to him with his legs cross-legged, and whispered: "Master."
"Dong Ming, is there anything wrong?" Fan Jie slowly opened his eyes and looked at him and asked.
Dong Ming nodded with a solemn expression on his face: "Well, leader, the news suddenly came from the Holy Island was broken by the demon-catching bureau!"
"What?" Fan Jie frowned tightly: "But that's right. He Jinfeng would actually leave only one tiger flag to guard his base camp. It's not surprising that such a arrogant guy suffered such a big loss."
Fan Jie shook his head slightly: "In this way, the Holy Church is almost over, and it's a bit troublesome now."
Dong Ming smiled and said, "Master, why is this trouble? Once the Holy Church is destroyed, will we have the opportunity to go to Buddhism? At that time, the Master will be able to unify the entire demonic path and establish a Buddhist kingdom."
"How could it be so easy?" Fan Jie chuckled, then shook his head slightly: "It's not as simple as you think, the situation is turbulent."
"If the Holy Church is not destroyed yet, the first person to deal with by the Demon Catching Bureau is the Holy Church. But if the Holy Church cannot hold on and is destroyed, then it will be our four top demon sects. No, there are only three left now."
Fan Jie clasped his hands together and said, "Do you think that with our power towards Buddhism, can we resist the monster capture situation?"
"This." Dong Ming showed a hesitation on his face. To be honest, he still knew the current power of Buddhism.
Over the years, Fan Jie has no intention of developing Buddhism.
Even the Baiyang Sect came from behind, and the power was probably much stronger than that of the Chao Buddhism.
"I can't resist it." Dong Ming shook his head slightly.
Fan Jie said, "Since you can't resist it, what good thing is this?"
Dong Ming suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, the leader, there is another thing. He Jinfeng sent someone to contact us and said he wanted us to give us some money."
"You want money?" Fan Jie looked strange, but after a moment, he nodded: "That's right, the Holy Island is occupied, and there are so many of them, I'm afraid that eating will be a problem."
Dong Ming asked, "Master? Will we help?"
"Helping?" Fan Jie showed disdain on his face: "What's there to help? It's just a group of stray dogs."
"But they still have more than 2,000 elite troops in their hands. If they only give some money, they will remember their kindness later..."
Fan Jie directly interrupted Dong Ming's words: "Remember me? For those who even kill his own grandfather without blinking their eyes, may he remember ours?"