"Buddha's heart is firm and will not waver until death!"
Jie's eyes were full of piety and his voice was firm.
But Wang Ye was noncommittal and did not give a positive response.
This kind of inscrutability made it even more mysterious in Jie Ai's heart.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being an existence that has survived from ancient times. He is very scheming. I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to gain the trust of this Wuwu host for a while.
Wang Ye's lukewarm attitude was more like a feeling of certainty in Jie An's eyes. Not only did it not make him suspicious, but he was even more certain that this person... had a back-up plan!
So, are you really preparing for a liquidation?
After all, the Buddha Country does have a smoky atmosphere now, and it is understandable that the sleeping high-level officials are dissatisfied.
Now he is even more convinced that he must climb onto this big boat to avoid disaster.
At this time, Wang Ye seemed to suddenly remember something. He looked at Jie Ai and asked inadvertently: "How many golden lotuses do you have?"
Jie Ai was stunned for a moment, then a flash of joy flashed in his eyes: "Three flowers!"
"It's not enough, it's a little weak."
Wang Ye seemed a little tired: "I just recovered and am a little tired. I'll go back and rest first."
After saying that, he never looked at Jie Hui again and turned around to leave.
Jie Hui stood there, lost in thought.
This is...
Do you feel like you are not strong enough to be on the ship?
With a gloomy expression on his face, he turned and left.
What he didn't know was that Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief after returning to the room.
When dealing with this kind of old bald ass, every word and action needs to be carefully considered to avoid loopholes!
Revealing any flaw can easily make people suspicious.
Canaan, who was in the room at this time, obviously heard the conversation between Wang Ye and Jie Ai, and asked with some confusion: "Senior, are the top management really going to liquidate?"
Wang Ye didn't speak, just nodded lightly, and then sat on a futon to meditate.
Now that the seeds have been sown, whether they can bloom and bear fruit depends on whether Jie Ai and Canaan can give them the strength.
Hope it can ferment as soon as possible.
After learning that a Buddha had revived and was in retreat next door to him, things soon needed to speed up.
Even Canaan changed his mind, said goodbye to Wang Ye and left.
For a time, there was an undercurrent.
Jie Hui walked into one temple after another, and Canaan also disappeared.
Only Wang Ye looked very relaxed, as if he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
…
Grocery store No. 7.
At this time, Po Meng's face no longer had the leisurely look it had before, her expression was a little solemn, and she even lost interest in training Mao Yong'an.
Mao Yong'an obviously noticed something was wrong with Po Meng and became more active, but he did not dare to speak anymore for fear of offending Po Meng's brow.
About two hours later.
A guy in a white robe and a tall hat opened the door of the grocery store and walked in. He looked strangely dressed.
"How can we move around with our old bones?"
"Otherwise, we would think that there is no one in our underworld."
He looked at Po Meng and walked in with a sigh.
"good!"
Mrs. Meng casually picked up the vegetable basin on the wooden table. The rusty pair of scissors was still hanging on her waist, but the expression on her face was a bit cold and indifferent.
As if this is her true character.
"I've been out on business recently."
"you're free."
Po Meng turned her head indifferently, glanced at Mao Yongan, said lightly, and finally disappeared into the finger door with Baipao.
For some reason, Po Meng's look made Mao Yongan's hair stand up, as if he was facing the most ferocious ghost in the world. This was a side of Po Meng that he had never shown in front of him.
But the next second, a huge feeling of happiness swept through my body.
Mao Yongan became excited. He hesitated for a long time looking at the only wooden bench left in the room, but finally did not dare to stretch out his sinful hands.
Skillfully picking up his backpack and carrying it on his back, Mao Yongan stepped out of the wooden door of the No. 7 grocery store and faced the morning glow. At this moment, he was full of energy and shouted to the sky: "From now on, the sky is big and the earth is big, Master Mao, I will run rampant Wuji!"
"Goodbye at the gate of hell!"
After saying that, Mao Yongan carried his luggage and ran towards the city gate.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared outside the city gate.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to put on Wang Ye's mask. It was obvious that the old lady would not return to Hell for a while, and there was still a chance of running into her in the wasteland.
If you bring it back to yourself at that time, you will really fall into a place of no return!
Although Wang Ye's face could easily attract ghosts in the wasteland, his strength was just that, so he felt he could still handle it.
And there are only a limited number of them.
What's more, this big brother can even conquer the scary old lady. If he meets some other big brother, there may be an unexpected surprise?
With this consideration, he felt that Wang Ye's face might be more cost-effective.
At least...
Safety!
So, 'Wang Ye No. 3' set sail again!
The goal is not the stars and the sea, but this vast expanse of wasteland where no one has ever reached the end and where treasures are everywhere.
I randomly found a direction and dived in.
In the blink of an eye, Mao Yongan disappeared into the ghostly mist of the wasteland and disappeared.
This time...
It is...a thrilling and wonderful journey.
…
The Tianzhu branch had a basement dug out at some point.
At this time, there were only a few candles lit in the basement, which looked a little dim.
A full three hundred people were standing in the basement, which seemed a bit crowded.
At the front, Zhang Ziliang looked at everyone with complicated eyes.
"No one will survive this operation."
"It even requires active suicide."
"Mortality rate, one hundred percent!"
"Does anyone want to quit? This is the last chance."
Zhang Ziliang's expression gradually turned cold, and there was no human touch in his voice.
Everyone here has a second or even third awakening.
Although it is not a core elite force, relatively speaking, it is definitely not bad.
What he didn't tell Wang Ye was that in his plan, these three hundred Buddhist soldiers in disguise must die in the Buddhist country.
Only in this way, the disappearance of Wang Ye and the corpses of three hundred Buddhist soldiers can truly make people believe that some people took action for the sake of profit!
Only blood can stimulate the deepest desires in people's hearts.
Whether the Buddhist kingdom can be destroyed before it fully recovers depends on these three hundred people.
This is Zhang Ziliang's only few moves, and currently, it is a very important part!
Therefore, three hundred people must die.
I don't know why, but Zhang Ziliang's face seems a little pale.
As his voice fell, the basement became extremely quiet.
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