Chapter 76 Baolan Temple! 1

However, thinking of what happened just now, Xia Yuming's eyes moved slightly. It seemed that this person had changed after hearing the little sister's voice.

Is it that he and his little sister are old acquaintances? When did this girl meet this kind of person?

"Hey, sister, why don't you come out? I'm tired of carrying such a heavy thing by myself. Why don't you know how to help your lovely little sister?" At this moment, Xia Yuting doesn't look like a cold-eyed policewoman in the police station, like a delicate young girl.

"Ah!" However, when she saw the situation in the room, she unconsciously exclaimed, and her eyes swept through the room sharply in an instant. After not finding any abnormality, she was slightly relieved.

"Sister, are you all right? Who is this person and why is he at home? At this moment, Xia Yuting found that her sister's face was pale and bloodless, and quickly helped her sit down to **.

"Oh... Here's the thing." Xia Yuming came to her senses and thought of the advice when she left alone. She told the matter half true and half falsely. She only said that the two ran to the room and the dead guy took him as a hostage, but was finally killed.

"That's it. The man left when you entered the door." Xia Yuming roughly told the story, but there was no change in the specific process.

Xia Yuting has no doubt about him. As the daughter of the director of the Public Security Department, she has also met some outsiders, which is not difficult to accept.

"I'm scared to death. Fortunately, you are lucky, sister. Otherwise, you will be involved in the fight between those ancient warriors and lose our lives if we don't pay attention." Xia Yuting patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Let me see what this man looks like. Maybe it's a wanted criminal on the run?"

"Huh? Why does this man look a little familiar? Xia Yuting tilted her little head, but she was faintly excited. Maybe this person is really a wanted criminal, otherwise how could she have an impression? But after thinking for a long time, she couldn't find the right character, which made her a little confused.

"Huh? This man seems to have seen it on TV. It seems to be some kind of wanted terrorist report. Xia Yuming also looked twice and frowned and thought.

"Terrorists?" Xia Yuting's eyes burst into extremely bright brilliance in an instant, and she exclaimed, "Abdul Haq Tilkystani, the leader of the Turkestan Islamic Party, turned out to be him!"

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He jumped out of the window, fell directly on the ground in an empty corner, and then walked out of the community.

The Qingyue Teahouse is full of police at this moment, but it is surprising that these gang criminals have no intention of resisting and let the police stuff them into the police car. Because there were so many gangsters here that there were not enough police cars, they had to send the trucks that escorted prisoners from the detention center to the detention center for temporary detention.

I looked at it from afar and turned around and left directly. There are a lot of people now, which is not the best time to save them. At this moment, the most important thing is to go to Baolan Temple in case the other party escapes after getting the news here.

After all, Xiao Wu's injury can't be delayed.

He apologized to Xu Dingbang and others in his heart. He directly recruited a taxi. After reporting the name of Baolan Temple, he began to close his eyes and refresh himself. It must be a difficult role to have such confidence in this person. In particular, the poison used by the other party needs to be careful.

Baolan Temple is one of the largest Buddhist temples in Wu City. Although most of the people here believe in Islam, Buddhists also account for a large proportion.

Walking alone is like an ordinary tourist. After entering the temple, he bought a string of rosary beads that are said to have been opened by a monk and held in his hand, looking very excited.

After three or two turns, I slowly walked into the backyard of the temple. Tourists here gradually became scarce. From afar, I could see several tall monks guarding outside the front arch, respectfully but resolutely preventing any tourists from entering.

I looked at it from afar. The wall of the inner courtyard is very high, and there is a kind of cactus with yellow flowers on it. It looks particularly beautiful from afar, but it hides countless ferocious and terrible spikes on it! He didn't go there alone. After a few glances, he retreated with a regretful face, just like most tourists.

However, when passing a secret corner, I looked around at no one, and suddenly flashed and shrank inward. At the same time, the internal force under my feet gently vomited. The whole person was like a floating leaf, quietly sliding into the inner courtyard.

Separate the soles of the feet and gently fall to the ground. The single step body instantly turned into a flowing shadow. After drilling into a place of flowers and plants, it became thin and thin around.

The inner courtyard building here is quite surprised with the outer courtyard, and the details are a little bit of Tibetan lama. He took a little care and quietly touched it inside.

It may be because someone intercepted it outside. After entering the inner courtyard, he relaxed and walked around the inner courtyard alone. He only saw three or two little Shami dressed as Tibetan lamas.

"It's not a way to go on like this. You have to figure out where the person is first." He took a step to pay attention and looked at a little Shami coming from a distance, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"Wow!"

A dark shadow flashed, and Zasidli immediately found that he was actually restrained! In the inner courtyard, someone lurked in! Zha Xili was shocked and wanted to ask for help, but he found that he could not make a sound when he opened his mouth!

"If you don't want to die, don't mess around. Answer my question and naturally spare your life, otherwise, hehe." He laughed alone, and the threat was self-evident.

Zasidli looked at the indifference in his eyes and shivered. Only those who don't look at life in their eyes can have such indifferent eyes! He had no doubt that as long as he dared to call for help, the big hand like iron pliers on his neck would take his life in an instant!

Zhaxideli is a little sami who has just joined the school for two years. Although his heart is full of longing for the great things said by the living Buddha, it does not mean that he is not afraid of death! On the contrary, he was very afraid that he only enjoyed the little widow praying for blessings on the mountains and waterways once. He will never forget that feeling. Therefore, after being threatened by walking alone, he nodded repeatedly.

He looked at his little Sami with a frightened look on his face, and his heart was slightly relaxed, and he slowly withdrew his palm.

"Where do you, the highest-ranking lama, live here?"

When Zhaxide heard the words, he did not dare to hide it at all. "Master Zhiba Ye has the highest status in our temple and lives in the innermost Buddhist hall."

He frowned when he heard the words alone. He had just inquired inside that there was indeed an old lama living in it. But he felt that this person did not have any internal cultivation, but just an ordinary old lama.

However, this little sami is not lying to him. The host is indeed the highest in the temple.

"It's not him. Is there anyone else who has a high or special status in the temple? I've only been here recently. Think about it again."

When Zasside heard this, he immediately understood who the man wanted to ask - the Kuroku Great Guardian, who lived in the outermost Buddhist hall of the inner courtyard!

"Is it known what the Kuroku Great Guardian did? This man came to seek revenge. What should I do? Don't let him know that I'm also in it, otherwise he won't let me go!"

Thinking of the fact that the Great Guardian Fazes the female believers who came to pray for blessings and incense with the secret method and brought them to the inner courtyard *** pleasure, he almost got scared down!

"What I did last time was just a little widow. It doesn't matter if I should follow people."

He looked uncertain, with a slight force on his hands, and his eyes narrowed dangerously. "What are you thinking? Say, did you think of it?"

How dare Zaxideli dare not disobey? He quickly nodded and said what he knew. "Kuloku Grand Guardian is a senior monk who just arrived last month. The host seems to be very courteous to him. Now it is arranged in the Buddhist hall on the outermost part of the inner courtyard."

When I heard the words alone, I suddenly understood that it was a mistake to search inside all the time, and the man was actually on the periphery. After a few more words of intimidation, after making sure that the man did not lie, he smashed his cervical spine with internal force in his hand. The body was casually thrown behind the flowers and grass and dodged in the direction he pointed.

He took a closer look and made sure that this was the Buddha Hall mentioned by the little Shami, and then he restrained his breath and quietly dived in.

After only a dozen meters forward, I found that I seemed to be a little worried. It's so quiet here that no one is staying here.

Entering the hall, he entered the inner courtyard through the arch. He seemed to hear a few strange voices from afar, and his face couldn't help but become a little strange. At present, he restrained a little breath, and his feet were silent and gently floated to the source of the sound.

With a slight force on his hand, the board in front of him silently turned into a piece of powder, and gently touched it with his hand and fell to the ground. After seeing the situation inside through the hole, I couldn't help but change my eyes.

Inside the Buddhist hall, the place where the divine position was originally placed is still removed, and several futons are put together, with yellow curtains on it, which seems to be used to cover the Buddha statue. Above the incense table next to it, there are a few thick incense sticks, and the light red smoke keeps rising.

At this moment, on the futon, a 40-year-old bald lama, holding a beautiful woman with a plump figure in his hand, is making a fierce sprint.

The woman was sweating, her temples were scattered, and her eyes were full of confusion and sensuous lust. She constantly twisted her snow-white body in the lama's arms, and there was a whisper in her mouth, which seemed to be painful and comfortable to the extreme.

At this moment, the two seemed to have reached the last sprint. The lama hugged the woman's beautiful buttocks with both hands and moved quickly back and forth. The woman's face was also flushed, and her thighs were tightly wrapped around his waist, shrugging up and down.

With a low roar, the two seemed to reach the extreme at the same time. His eyes changed, and he also brazenly took action at this moment!

When the lama squirted, his spiritual defense was extremely relaxed. It was not until the strong wind behind him that he showed an angry look. But it's still too late at this moment. With a single palm, it just hit his back!

The two entangled people threw away in an instant, but the lama who surprised him alone did not seem to be fatally injured. Instead, the beautiful woman in his arms was bleeding at this moment, and she looked like she was not alive.

After Kuloku landed, he casually tore off a piece of yellow silk and wrapped it around his body, looking at the young man in front of him with a cold face! If he hadn't noticed earlier just now, he would have transferred most of the internal force into his body to the woman in his arms. At this moment, I'm afraid he would have been more or less lucky! As for the woman's life or death, he naturally won't pay attention to it. Since he has achieved the success of practicing tantric mind, he has not felt this experience of wandering between life and death for many years. At this moment, he is naturally shocked and angry!

"Kid, who are you and why did you kill me?"

The huge internal force contained in the palm just now, even he was secretly shocked! Such martial arts cultivation is almost comparable to that of the Great Holy Monk! He is not as good as Kuroku!

He walked alone with cold eyes and stared at the man. He stretched out his hand with no expression on his face, "Give me the antidote."