The short man looked around and saw that there was no one, then he leaned over helplessly and asked, "What does the master's accent seem to be from the north?"

"Yes, I am guilty and I come from the Tang Dynasty in the East."

The old monk stretched his tone.

“…”

The short man looked question marks and rubbed his eyes and thought he had read it wrong.

He then smiled and waved his hand, and said with a relaxed smile: "No, actually I just want to try to say it once.

I am guilty and indeed coming from the north, and many local matters are not clear."

After laughing, he clasped his hands together and returned to his seriousness.

The short man then breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and shook it to fan himself.

"It's okay, I almost gave you an earwax to make you wake up. By the way, I saw you secretly chanting scriptures behind the window. I know you are not the kind of person who cheats money. Don't worry!"

The short men all proudly signaled to him the direction of the border.

It means we belong to the same country.

Even though he almost got it right now.

The locals are in a messy dialect, but fortunately, the short man is willing to say a little about everything here. Although it is a bit of a bit of a piss, it is also his intention. He has learned a lot of news with guilt.

He heard that he drooled for a long time, and he felt guilty and probably came out.

According to him, two and a half years ago, a new sect appeared on the other side of the border.

Not the normal one.

In this village where sects are already messy and people are frequently moved, this is actually not a novelty.

However, this sect seems to be even more evil. They claim to be 30,000 believers, and they have made their fortunes since a very small village. The management is loose but it is actually very cohesive. Once they join the sect, they almost charge forward and act as a cattle and horse.

They have totems of turtles, which is easy to recognize. I heard that their source of power is turtles, that is, turtles.

"Do you eat it for food? I eat it often too..."

Speaking of this, the short man swallowed.

I smiled guiltily and had no smile in fact.

At that time, several villages that originally lived on the large poppy industrial chain, as well as many villagers in poor and chaotic villages, became believers overnight, and people believed that they could be saved.

I don’t know that they had entered their minds and didn’t sell those things anymore, but they were temporarily calmed down for a while.

But it will not be the case soon.

Because they no longer rely on this for their income, the people around them began to grab business, and this kind of business would inevitably bleed. When developing new transportation routes, they also needed to confront the believers.

According to people who have been there, religious believers seem to have bad tempers inexplicably. Although their eyes are turbid, they are even more crazy. The most troublesome thing is that they are stronger and more agile when they start to fight against various official staff and other people who do not believe in it, they will have a greater advantage.

The result is that they are almost invincible.

The trouble is that this belief seems to be highly contagious. When the wages burned, it immediately burned all the surrounding villages and fell into it.

Finally, because their overall strength is too strong and there are villages for their fortresses, there are not many armored vehicles in this place that are not afraid of landmines, so even the officials have turned a blind eye to each other, so the common people are more careful to protect themselves.

Gradually, it became the current shoe tutor that has improved management and constantly invaded the border.

"Don't you believe it?"

See you short

I was guilty and was always calm, and seemed to not believe in myself, and I scratched my head.

Before he could say that he actually believed it, the short man finally took out his cell phone with no choice but to reach under the old monk's nose excitedly.

Gossip is a human talent after all.

Men and women are the same.

"Show me, my brother is responsible for handling the funeral. Show me this. It's so scary!" The short man winked.

The old monk smiled politely, then pushed the phone under his nose back a little, squinted his eyes, and then saw clearly.

Seeing the photos clearly, his heart trembled.

This face!

Isn’t it the man in the floral shirt that day?

Although the old monk had some guesses before seeing the photo, he didn't expect that when he saw the photo, he was left with only sadness.

Although I had seen the death of the flower shirt at that time, I did not associate such cause and effect.

Really ironic.

After calming down for a moment, he asked the possible insider in front of him, and said, "Donor, did you just say that all their gangs died like this?"

"Not!"

The short man said as he took back his cell phone.

He took back his emotions with guilt, smiled and asked, "Is it because these young people have some friction with the sects over there?"

Hearing this, the short man glared at him exaggeratedly: "What, you eat glutinous rice, I eat flour?! How is that possible!

It's the one who is so evil recently, he's so arrogant! He's going crazy to pull people here. You see: it's just snatching people! Those who don't know think it's a sales sprint at the end of the year..."

Speaking of this, the short man laughed and made a joke.

However, seeing that he was guilty and did not laugh, he swallowed the words behind him a little aggrievedly, touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly.

He calmed down a little and continued to explain: "I heard that this brother is very smart, so the shoe tutor said he wanted to work with him to make money together. He agreed on the surface and asked them to drink together, but secretly he was still worried, so he specifically asked someone to go to their hometown to find out the news."

"Oh." The guilty tone rose.

It should be that in Nancheng, the brain must have a talent for a long time.

"I heard that some news has been sent back!" The short man nodded and raised his eyebrows.

"Really?" Xinxinxin finally smiled with great interest.

Then he said a little regretfully, "But judging by his appearance, he has no chance to know the message content. Amitabha."

Hearing this, the short man immediately denied it.

He seemed to be unsure, as if he was present, and said firmly: "I must know something, otherwise why would Lan die!"

Yeah……

I feel guilty and thoughtful.

After that, I couldn't find out any nutritious news. Then I felt guilty and casually opened up the topic, exchanged greetings, and found that some of the short distant relatives had been pulled over there in the past two days, saying that they were "preparing" and no one helped him, so he was very depressed.

After saying a few more words, the two broke up.

I felt relieved and felt the buzzing sounds around my ears finally disappear.

Otherwise, Amitabha would have free shipping, so why did he not know how to stop like that silly junior brother?

But the old monk did not go back to the temple immediately, but stood under the banana tree for a long time.

After thinking for a while, the old monk turned his head and looked at the other side of the border.

He sighed slightly and said to himself: Arhat, Arhat, I suddenly felt that the triangular snake had changed.

Otherwise

How could I have the chance to encounter this trouble, and I would not have the interest to continue to move south and resolve this period of cause and effect.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. In the winter of the tropical climate, the sun was still full of vitality. Although his pupils had the turbidity that should be at this age, they also had wisdom beyond age. When they reflected the light, they shone brightly.

After reacting, I felt guilty and found that I had made up my mind. Then I withdrew my gaze.

He smiled. Since the journey to the south was afraid that it would continue, if this trip was successful, he could still tell the boy Shenxu what he saw and heard on the other side of the border.

Isn't it very interesting too!

What if I can still save some people... Hey, I am not a monk, and the monks and brothers all come to an unexpected fate when they go down the mountain. What are they thinking about? I have to do my best.

Thinking of this, the old monk turned his head and embarked on the road back to the temple, with his pace light.

After all, you have to prepare your luggage. The key is to ask the monks in the temple about the relevant procedures for leaving the country. I hope you can set out within a week.

This time he just went there to check it out, it should be nothing.

It was not until he returned to the temple and started packing things at night that he felt guilty and took out a stone at the bottom of the box. Then he realized that he was not alone!

In addition to looking rough, this red stone is actually surprisingly useful. After all, it comes from a mysterious organization, academy, and the Buddhist abbots of China have received this gift, record, notification, etc.

But now it has a more important feature

Notify the college of the actual situation here.

This is the benefit of unity in the monk world.

First of all, considering that the college needs to send someone to investigate this place later, he needs to determine the investigation level first.

Although as the abbot of the Dashi Temple, you can use the highest level if you feel guilty, that is, you must draw an elder-level team to come to eliminate the devil immediately within one day.
To be continued...