only...
Wang Ye glanced at Xiao Si with a strange expression.
You can't talk nonsense anymore, Xiaosi really unswervingly carries out all his instructions...
She just mentioned that it was too bloody to remove the head, so she took out the heart.
But I almost got myself trapped here.
For such a master of physical training, removing the heart will have no effect at all. Even Wang Ye himself is the same!
learn from mistakes.
Wang Ye followed the good example and said: "Xiaosi, I will take my hair off from now on!"
Xiaosi's expression was a little confused. He glanced at Wang Ye with empty eyes and seemed to nod, but his movements were too light.
Wang Ye looked at the old monk's body and fell into self-examination.
In this action, the timing of my charge was too reckless. I should have been closer. If I exploded again, I would not have given the old monk a chance to react.
If only Xiao Wu had cooperated a little later, the situation might have changed...
I am still a bit arrogant.
After analyzing his mistakes in the previous battle, Wang Ye picked up the wooden fish.
Just an ordinary wooden fish.
Wang Ye was a little disappointed and focused on the alms bag on the ground!
This was specially left behind by Wang Ye when he destroyed the corpse and eliminated all traces.
With some expectation, Wang Ye opened the alms package.
There were piles of strange bottles, a few books, and some weapons that exuded energy.
as well as...
Several huge containers.
Inside the container, everything was filled with blood, and the remains of the corpse could still be vaguely seen.
So again?
Wang Ye was a little silent.
Almost all the temples I searched for had the same thing.
But the population of the Buddhist country is definitely not enough to support their consumption. The source of these flesh and blood is self-evident...
even...
Maybe they had already taken action secretly during the eternal night.
Only in this way can we explain why they accumulated so many corpses and blood.
Wang Ye's expression remained unchanged and he put away the alms bag.
"Split up and take three minutes to clear him out!"
Wang Ye gave the order and jumped directly from the third floor to the first floor. He took several alms bags and frantically collected the books on the bookshelf.
Xiaosi's figure flickered and came to the second floor. Although he was confused, he was imitating what he had learned.
Suddenly, one person per floor began a frantic sweep.
Three minutes later, the entire Sutra Pavilion seemed as clean and tidy as if it had been wiped clean, with not even a trace of dust!
In order to prevent the empty bookshelves from affecting the mood of everyone in the Buddhist Kingdom, he even kindly moved all the bookshelves away. After all, they were all made of purple trembling wood, and the quality could not be said.
Even after decades, it can still be used!
Wang Ye has even planned an all-day team in his own ghost gate, and even the most powerful library among them all.
When the time comes, I will clear out the Buddha Kingdom and Feng Village...
After cleaning Qingfeng Village, I went to Daocheng to borrow some books.
The Tian group donated another tens of thousands of sets and searched the wasteland casually.
Tickets will be sold at that time, and those who read books or learn the exercises will be charged by the hour.
Think about it...
Make a lot of money.
Wang Ye suppressed all the thoughts in his heart and focused his eyes on the map again.
All relatively safe places have been cleared.
The rest seems to be on that mountain.
Wang Ye had observed before that the mountain looked a little weird, as if there was some kind of energy floating around, which made Wang Ye a little scared.
but...
There are dangers and rewards.
At least the map marked the place where Zhang Ziliang drew a huge circle, put a few exclamation marks, and wrote "There are definitely many treasures"...
It's the magnificent temple at the top of the mountain.
Even without marking it, Wang Ye knew that there was definitely good stuff in this place.
but...
I haven't grown enough to be able to travel around the Buddhist country without being discovered.
so...
There are only two things left in his plan!
The first one, Xiaoan Temple!
It’s Xiao’an Temple!
This is a very small temple with just a name on the map. Even Zhang Ziliang ignored it and did not waste any ink on it.
But Wang Ye discovered something was wrong at a glance.
Because, in the wasteland, there is also a Xiaoan Temple!
Although it is unclear whether there is any connection between the two temples, Wang Ye is still willing to take a gamble.
Abandoning a relatively safe treasure trove and wasting precious time on Xiaoan Temple.
If it was just the same name, then he would admit defeat.
Whatever gains there may be, they may be unimaginable.
Moreover, such an ordinary small temple can be opened in the center of the city not far from the Sutra Pavilion, which further strengthened Wang Ye's idea.
"Let's go, next stop, Xiao'an Temple!"
Wang Ye ordered in a low voice.
With a trace of nostalgia in Xiao Wu's eyes, he sighed: "I wonder if this plaque from Xiao'an Temple is equally useful!"
He gently pushed open the door of the Sutra Pavilion and looked around carefully. It seemed that after the rapid ringing of the bell, there were far fewer monks patrolling around.
The group of people took advantage of the darkness and disappeared.
…
Wasteland battlefield.
At this time, the expressions of the four old monks in red robes were very strange and a little uncomfortable.
The expression of the middle-aged man on the throne is particularly cold!
because...
Thirty minutes have passed.
Li Xinghe, who looked like he was going to die at any time, was just like Xiaoqiang, panting like a broken box, making him roll his eyes...
His whole body was twitching.
But he can survive and live tenaciously.
And they, like monkeys being fooled, could only watch this scene.
Because as soon as they had the idea of taking action, Li Xinghe stared at them like a flashback, threateningly saying: "Don't come here. If you come here again, believe it or not, I will blow myself up for you to see."
This shameless behavior, like a scoundrel, is extremely effective.
Even Zhang Ziliang, who was far away in Shangjing, kept twitching at the corners of his mouth when he saw this scene, as if he was talking to himself: "Damn, I always feel that my generation as team leader will not be saved."
"Don't worry, the acting team leader must be yours!"
After Li Xinghe heard Zhang Ziliang's words in his heart, he gave an affirmative answer.
At this time, figures from the horizon rushed towards here, but due to everyone's vigilance, they did not step into the blockade.
After all, everyone is afraid that this old guy will make a comeback or something.
Kill more people in one breath.
"Old man, our people are all here now!"
"Even if you blow yourself up and kill us, they will still sweep across the secret realm. With their increased strength, the Tianzhu are just a joke."
"Your plan has failed!"
The middle-aged man on the throne looked at Li Xinghe, sneered and said lightly.
Li Xinghe opened his eyes with difficulty, glanced at him from a distance, and said perfunctorily: "Oh, that's great!"
As the voice fell, the green-shirted figure appeared behind him again, and the sealed space suddenly expanded, trapping the newly supported people in again.
"Haha, don't look at me. If you look at me again, I'll blow myself up."
After finishing everything, Li Xinghe coughed twice again, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he sat back on the rocking chair with difficulty.
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Some brothers said before that this is not a holiday, but a paid holiday. It is a loss... There are six updates today. Is it still a loss? As long as you reward enough, I will give you five or six updates tomorrow. Stop pretending, I am a tentacle monster, I show my cards!
