The old monk's Sanskrit sounds continued on the radio, but now the old monk had appeared on the third floor of the scientific research center. The old monk slowly opened the heavy iron door.
"Amitabha." The old monk pronounced the Buddha's name and looked around.
The Miao man was sitting in the corner with his hands covering his chest. There was blood seeping out of his chest. He was looking at his dying breath. The young monk Yanhua was fighting with the girl on the ground. The girl's arms were weak and hanging down, but she still used her feet and everything on her body. The movable parts are entangled with the little monk.
Sometimes people can burst out with amazing strength just to survive. This is the instinct of human nature. Regardless of whether the person is good or evil, this is the glory of human nature. All things with human brilliance are worthy of respect. At this moment, the old monk felt compassion.
The girl burst out with an amazing desire to live and entangled Yanhua with a very unspeakable movement.
"Amitabha." The old monk pronounced the Buddha's name and sighed softly, "Yanhua, let go."
The little monk was not persistent and let go of the girl's neck and stood up, but the girl still did not let go. Her legs were still wrapped around Yanhua's waist, and her teeth were biting Yanhua's wrist.
The girl has lost consciousness.
"Don't touch my sister, or I, Lei Ming, will not let you go."
The old monk lifted the girl's neck and pulled her off Yanhua's body. Gently placed next to her brother.
"Master, why are you here? Why didn't the broadcast stop? Is some uncle here?"
"Uncle Master is here. There is a recording button there. Silly apprentice, master will teach you next time. People need to learn more, you know, apprentice."
"It's Master, are you thirsty? There is water here."
While the two were talking, they ignored the two Gu Masters lying on the ground and walked towards the door.
Then there was a crisp snapping sound from outside the door.
"Silly disciple, is the water here drinkable? Aren't you afraid of poison? Do you want to kill me, the old monk?"
"Master, there are no more Gu insects. The two spiritual Gu insects were disabled by me, my disciple, and they won't be able to be raised back for ten or eight years."
The voices of the two monks talking became more and more distant.
"Master, wait for me, apprentice, I'm injured."
"Aren't you a three-way monk?"
"Master, what should we do with those two people?"
"Let's find someone to catch them..."
The master and apprentice had come downstairs while talking.
"Master, we followed them all the way, are we really going to let them go like this?"
"I didn't say let them go. I just went to call someone."
"Master, those two insects are not simple."
"Their father is dead. Their grandfather and I are old acquaintances and lead people to do good. I hope they can accept the lesson this time."
"Master, please slow down, I'm really hurt."
"Where's the Shenzu Tong... By the way, you didn't kill the two spiritual Gus of my apprentice, did you?"
"Nonsense, I have a sense of propriety."
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap
...
It was daybreak and all the fighting was over. The seven Gu masters were tied tightly and neatly placed on the ground. Fifth Ruyi used the isolation formation around them again. Now these Gu Masters can't move any part of their bodies except their eyeballs. The bodies of four girls were placed next to them.
Ma Decai and several other leaders of the Southern Guangdong Provincial People's Special Committee were taken out of the poison, and a large number of security personnel had cordoned off the entire factory area. All the ordinary people who were poisoned have been cured and sent to the hospital.
An old monk and a young monk walked towards the dormitory area.
"My hand passes through your black hair, my eyes pass through your mood, such deep feelings seem to drift away and turn into smoke in the blink of an eye,
I don’t understand why the sea turned into a mulberry field..." The little monk hummed.
When Ma Decai saw the monk coming, he immediately ran over and said, "Mr. Lai, why are you here? Mr. Guo said that he has been unable to contact you for more than two years. Where have you been? You don't know, this The ministry has been in chaos since you were absent for two years.”
"Chaos? Are you a pony?"
"Yes, Mr. Lai, do you have any instructions? Please tell me."
"I heard that you are very capable." The old monk patted Ma Decai on the shoulder. "Then you just took advantage of my absence and the ministry was in chaos to take the position of the person in charge of Southern Guangdong Province, right?"
Ma Decai was not ashamed but proud of what he said. He said proudly, "Mr. Guo said that I want to learn from you."
"In the past two years, I have gone back to the Xuankong Temple in the northwest to pay homage to my master, and then to the south to do some errands. What's wrong, that old man is here too?"
"Mr. Guo is not in Xin'an, he is in Xiangjiang."
"It's almost time, young man, do your best. By the way, this young monk is my new disciple. His name is Yanhua."
"Hello, uncle." Ma Decai was not shy and used the honorific title to a teenage child.
Yanhua felt a little embarrassed. He backed away and said, "Don't dare, don't dare, don't call me uncle, just call me Yanhua."
"What about those two people?"
"who?"
"them."
"Those two gentlemen, they are in the office building and conference hall."
After the old monk who solved the problem and the young monk Yanhua left, the person in charge of Xin'an City of the People's Special Committee ran up and asked, "Leader, who is this smelly old monk?"
"His surname is Lai, his legal name is Jie Nan, and he is one of the five members of the Civil Special Committee."
"What? Leader, why didn't you tell me earlier? You can't do this in the future. You can't flatter someone by yourself."
"Lao Lai, Lao Lai, wait a minute, have you had breakfast? I'll buy you breakfast."
...
On the stage of the conference hall, Qin Dao was lying on his back, and the four women named Wu were no longer there. No one knows what happened before. But judging from the broken shields, broken Miao swords and broken shotguns on the ground, the battle must have been very fierce.
The door of the conference hall was pushed open, and Ah Fu pushed Zhang Qilu in.
These two young men have many similarities. They were both born into real wealthy families in China. They have outstanding looks and talents. Qin Dao is unruly and unruly. Zhang Qilu is free and unrestrained. They both hate evil and care for China. Both of them are truly the proud sons of heaven.
Qin Dao sat up at this time and looked at his peers in the wheelchair. His face was expressionless, he was a little obsessed. Originally, most of the people around Qin Dao were among the best in terms of appearance. But this person looks so perfect. Flawless perfection.
Zhang Qilu looked at Qin Dao and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. Although he had never met his close friend for a long time, he knew very well that this person, just like Li Xiaoxiao, was the most trustworthy person in the world.
Ah Fu pushed Qin Dao onto the stage. The two parties were fine, but Ah Fu was very nervous at this time. Ah Fu himself didn't know why he was nervous. He only felt two huge auras slowly approaching. Ah Fu didn't understand what these two auras were. They were not spiritual energy from cultivation, nor spiritual power in nature.
The moment these two breaths came into contact, the door of the conference room was pushed open again, and another breath came in. Zhang Qilu and Qin Dao suddenly fell unconscious and lost consciousness.
