As the night falls, the island of musley is completely in darkness. Only the searchlights that sometimes light up show a little light. Although it's summer, the sea breeze is still a little cold.

Under the shadowy light, the outline of the temple appears on the top of mosri Island, just like a sleeping lion.

"Well, I've been on the night shift for two consecutive days. I'm so tired." The two guards at the door were mumbling and spending their leisure time.

Strange to say, it was not the monks who guarded the temple, but the young men dressed up as two soldiers.

"Come on, polyclonal, don't be tired. You're so tired. I think you've been making out with your wife two days ago. You look pale." Another joked: "if you want me to say that, it's right to work on the night shift. You should cultivate yourself well for two days and go back to work with your wife. Ha ha..."

"What nonsense."

A young man called polyclonal blushed and said, "I don't have one."

"Whew!"

All of a sudden, a cold wind blew by. Polyclonal only felt a shadow flash in front of him and cold sweat on his back.

"Ah, you, do you see that?" Polyclonal stepped back and subconsciously glanced into the temple. Unfortunately, he didn't see anything. Strange to say, the wind also magically disappeared.

"What do you see?" Asked the man.

Polyclonal shivered and said, "I seem to see a person floating in. Do you think it's a ghost?"

"Ha ha, you said you didn't do it with your wife. Are you dizzy with kidney deficiency? That's bullshit... "The man joked.

"I didn't." Polyclonal retorts, but it's a pity it's not strong enough.

Because as a guard, polyclonal works five days a night and five days a day. That is to say, it takes five days to make out with his wife. The first two days, he did a lot of exercise.

"Is it really because that thing has been done too much, and then the body has been hollowed out, in a trance?" Polyclonal dark way, thinking that the next time we have to control, it is not enough to eat two more pig kidneys to be on duty.

"Come on, be on duty. Don't think about it." Polyclonal is up for it.

At this time, the main hall of the temple, under the weak light, has one more man. With the light, we can see the man's face clearly. Isn't it Zhao Chengfeng? One person with one sword is as smart as an ancient Knight.

"All Buddhists are the same, ha ha." Zhao Chengfeng glanced up at the Buddha and bowed slightly. Then he suddenly said, "master Raymond, when the guests come to visit, don't you come out to see them and have tea?"

"You came at last."

I didn't see anyone, but the voice came out first. With a "pa", the light came on. A monk came out of the back hall. He was about sixty years old. He put his hands together and muttered something to the Buddha. Then he looked at the visitor.

"Zhao Chengfeng, you are really not an ordinary person. You are still here." Ramon said slowly.

"It seems that the religious leader has been very good at playing tricks these years. I'm coming." Zhao Chengfeng's face appeared a touch of sarcasm and smile, "then you calculate for me, how many people did I bring here today?"

Hearing the words, Raymond's brow twisted and then loosened.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Mr. Zhao, please have a seat." Leimeng doesn't talk to Zhao Chengfeng either. After asking him to sit down, he takes the initiative to pour tea for him.

The fragrance of tea overflows everywhere. It's the best Wuyishan Dahongpao.

"Should I call you Lord Raymond or monk Raymond?" Zhao Chengfeng sips a cup of tea and looks at Raymond in front of him. He is very surprised.

No one can imagine that the holy cult leader, the guy who killed countless people, has become a monk. Zhao Chengfeng thought that Raymond was just using the temple as a cover, but he didn't think that the old guy really cut his head, and there are nine ring scars on his head.

"A name is just a code, whatever you call it." Raymond is still plain, but Raymond's heart is not calm.

Zhao Chengfeng came, but his own people didn't notice. The most important thing is that Raymond can smell the killing intention contained in Zhao Chengfeng's sword, which is extremely strong!

He is an absolute master, a powerful man with magic weapon. Unfortunately, Raymond can't see through each other's strength!

"Whatever you like? Well, I'll call you two dogs. " When Zhao Chengfeng heard this, he gave Leimeng a nickname.

“……”

Hearing the speech, Raymond suddenly draws his mouth. He hates Zhao Chengfeng, son of a bitch. His mouth is too vicious. He humiliates himself.

"Er Gou, you have a lot of guts."

Zhao Chengfeng took a panoramic view of Leimeng's expression and continued: "I have been assassinated many times, and even colluded with the Japanese. You really want to be a traitor, don't you?"

"Mr. Zhao, it's better to solve our enemies than to settle them. You see, it's better to expose our grudges." Raymond put his hands together and sang a Buddha's name. He said, "from now on, you'll go your way. I'll cross my single wooden bridge. What do you think?"

"Not so much."

Zhao Chengfeng said with a smile, "Er Gou, you are not only a monk who can recite sutras, you are also a monk who can calculate. Is it all over with a "let's expose it"? Isn't that a little bit good? "

"What about you?" Raymond asked.

"For me, simple!"

Zhao Chengfeng snapped his fingers and said, "from now on, you're going to mix with me. Don't be a monk. If you are going to be a monk with your hands full of blood, won't you discredit the Buddha?"

"With you? Ha ha. " Raymond laughed, "Zhao Chengfeng, Zhao Chengfeng, do you really dare to think, let me be your little brother? What if I don't? "

"Then fight until you want to!"

The voice fell, and Zhao Cheng became very popular.

"Well, just let me see what you're good at!" Raymond's action is not slow, even faster than Zhao Chengfeng's.

Raymond's fists were more fierce and domineering. His fists were smashed like the collapse of a mountain.

"Dong Dong!"

Zhao Chengfeng didn't hide. His body fought against Leimeng hard and made a sound like a bronze bell, but Zhao Chengfeng didn't move.

"Ah

Raymond was shocked that he could not break his defense. How strong should he be?

"Your strength is too small. Let's take out your strength to make snack milk." Zhao Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders, showing a smile of irony.

"Come again!"

Raymond is also angry. His strength is surging wildly. His fists are smashed again. This time, the destructive power is greater!

"Dong Dong!"

Zhao Chengfeng is still motionless.

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