Xiao Wu nodded, and his body continued to exude weak energy.
It's just that this energy is a bit weird, as if it can be integrated into the space, and it is very subtle, with a silent feeling of moisturizing things.
Wang Ye nodded happily.
Xiaowu, you have grown up.
After about ten minutes, Xiao Wu opened his eyes and looked a little tired: "Brother, that's all. We are just here to beat the gong, and no one outside will hear it."
"good!"
"start!"
Wang Ye nodded and opened the secret door!
Sure enough, there was a somewhat harsh sound of a pulley, and the secret door slowly opened, revealing a corridor.
"Walk!"
Wang Ye whispered and walked in with Xiao Wu and Xiao Si.
The corridor is not long, and the ramp should go downwards, and it will reach the end in about half a minute.
A small dark room of less than ten square meters, with a weak candle light flickering inside.
but...
"who!"
As Wang Ye entered, a warning sound sounded!
Anyone?
A cold light flashed in Wang Ye's eyes. Sure enough, how could these guys from the Buddhist Kingdom not arrange for someone to guard the treasure house?
"Quick victory!"
Wang Ye gave an order, and Xiao Si disappeared into the darkness instantly.
The muscles on Xiao Wu's body seemed to have swelled a little at this moment, and he roared and rushed over first, as if he was a giant tank.
Fortunately, although this room is small, it is high enough and does not restrict Xiao Wu's movements.
On Wang Ye's palm, there was a dark word "Zhen", which he held back.
There was only one elderly monk in the dark room. He looked very thin and was wearing a simple monk's robe. It was obvious that he did not react to the scene in front of him.
after all...
The Buddhist country is too peaceful.
It was so comfortable that he had forgotten what danger was.
While his attention was attracted by Xiao Wu, Wang Ye's figure flashed and came to his side. At the same time, Xiao Si appeared silently behind the old monk.
Attacked from three sides!
The old monk let out a long whistle, probably as a warning.
Fortunately, Wang Ye had considered all possible problems before coming in and implemented soundproofing in advance.
The sudden word "Zhen" was printed on the old monk's body, causing his body to freeze. Xiao Wu roared and took this opportunity to smash it and fly it away.
The last one, like a relay, took off his head lightly.
All this happened in just five seconds, with mental calculations and unintentional calculations, coupled with the all-out efforts of the three of them.
Even until the old monk died, Wang Ye didn't know what the old guy's strength was.
He died in confusion.
"Xiaosi, don't be so violent next time."
"Why do you like picking off other people's heads so much? Why don't you leave the whole body intact?"
Wang Ye complained, stepped over the old monk's body, and observed the environment of the darkroom.
The darkroom is very simple.
On the ground, there is a lonely futon, which should be used by the old monk for meditation.
A wooden bed in the corner.
But Wang Ye quickly skipped these things and focused on a bookshelf!
There are no books on this bookshelf, only cloth bags placed quietly. And it is not limited to cloth bags, but also the kind of alms bags exclusive to the Buddhist country, which are much larger than cloth bags.
At the top of the bookshelf is an alms bowl.
"Get rich!"
"Xiaowu, do you have enough energy?"
"If it's not enough, I still have some blood groups here to replenish energy."
"You must make plans. Let's empty out the treasure troves of all the temples in the Buddhist Kingdom tonight!"
Even Wang Ye, who had always been shocked, trembled a little when he saw the piles of bags in front of him!
These cloth bags can already hold a lot of things.
Not to mention alms packages!
As for the unique alms bowl...
Wang Ye took a deep breath and his eyes became brighter!
Soon, Wang Ye swept away all the bags and the like in front of him, and even took the time to give them to Xiao Wu and Xiao Si!
After all, there is strength in numbers!
Even if it is a locust, it is impossible for a single locust to eat up all the rice fields!
Zhang Ziliang doesn't buy much time for himself, so he must cherish every minute and every second.
Otherwise, if the big guys from the Buddhist country come back and discover me, there will be no place to cry.
As for counting on Zhang Ziliang to save him...
The price is too high.
At least I will be completely reduced to a worker tonight!
After the bookshelf was cleared, Wang Ye set his sights on the alms bowl.
He just checked the alms bag and found that the space inside was much larger than the bag. I believe this alms bowl should be even bigger!
Out of curiosity, Wang Ye took a deep breath, took out the alms bowl, and examined it with his mental power.
but...
Wang Ye became silent.
Xiaowu was a little confused: "What's wrong, brother?"
Wang Ye didn't say anything, but put the alms bowl into Xiao Wu's hand.
Xiao Wu glanced at it subconsciously, his eyes filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "I will slaughter these bald donkeys sooner or later!"
"Scum!"
"Scum!"
Xiao Wu cursed loudly and kept walking around in anger.
The space inside the alms bowl is indeed very large, much larger than the alms bag and the big pot in the unfinished building of Yongyeshi.
but...
Inside, there are countless corpses.
Middle-aged women, children, even...babies!
The wounds on each corpse were in the heart, obviously a single blow!
These endless corpses have built a mountain of corpses!
Next to the corpse mountain, a pond was built.
All the blood flowing on these corpses will eventually pour into the blood pool, exuding a rich blood energy!
It is clear...
Blood Qi helps to train the body and Qi.
Especially for the Buddhist practice system.
There is no need to say anything more. The items in this alms bowl are obvious...
They are all handcrafted by Fahua Temple!
That's still a baby!
Wang Ye took a deep breath, his eyes already filled with coldness.
All the hostility he had towards the Buddhist Kingdom before was just due to different forces and different ideas, nothing more.
Even Wang Ye never thought about slaughtering the Buddhist kingdom.
After all, it is just a simple battle between factions, forces, and interests. There is no so-called right or wrong.
Including what Wang Ye is doing now is not so aboveboard.
I can kill you for profit, and you can kill me for profit.
The only difference is whose fist is harder.
But at this moment, there seemed to be another inexplicable thing between Wang Ye and the Buddha Kingdom.
A girl, when she was dying, had a trace of confusion on her expression.
He seemed to be full of confusion, but his eyes were still clear.
But Wang Ye found that he couldn't forget that look.
