No strange things are allowed to evolve!

Disciples, protectors, elders—kick them all to death!

With the Snow King's escort, Boss Jiang finally reached his final destination—

The storeroom of Yunfu Temple, the place with the strongest smell...

Chapter 44 The Truth About Yunfu Temple (Please continue reading)

The two of them had completely changed their appearance.

Due to numerous battles, Snow King's clothes were constantly torn apart, much like a Titan's armor that had been repaired six or seven times with red armor. Her once perfectly good shirt had long since been reduced to ripped suspenders.

On her two fair and smooth legs, her shoes and socks were nowhere to be found, and her jeans had become hot pants, hanging precariously on her hips.

This was under the premise that she was intentionally controlling it.

However, the situation changes rapidly during a battle. Even if she tries to fight only with the leg that blocked Yu-chan's head and the hand that blew up Yu-chan's head, there will inevitably be situations where she has to blow up another leg and another hand to deal with the situation.

Fortunately, Jiang Shu had an inner layer, so Xue Wang had no choice but to pretend to refuse and put on the hooded sweatshirt that Jiang Shu had taken off to cover her vital parts.

However, somewhat awkwardly, Jiang Shu's inner layer was actually his pajamas, or more precisely, a red short-sleeved shirt that had been with him since college and that he would never wear out.

Above is a young boy with his arms and legs spread out in a "big" shape, rolling his eyes.

That is, Want Want.

“Now we’re even. I’ve shown you my shameful parts,” Jiang Shu said calmly.

Snow King: "?"

Why do I have to calculate this so clearly? It's not a big deal... she muttered to herself.

At the same time, Jiang Shu also pushed the warehouse door open a crack.

There was no problem with the door being unable to be opened from this side, nor was there any incident of a weasel attacking after the door was opened.

By this point, Jiang Shu was certain that what You Zhen said was true; the abbot was indeed in seclusion, or something else was going on, in any case, he was not at the temple.

squeak--

The door was pushed open completely.

The previously dark and damp environment was suddenly greeted by a glimmer of light from the outside world.

When she finally saw what was inside, Snow Queen, who had been enjoying the warmth of the hoodie, suddenly changed her expression. Something in her stomach suddenly rose to her throat, making her feel nauseous.

Jiang Shu also frowned.

He understood where the bloody and foul smells came from.

To the left of the warehouse was what looked like a small meat processing plant, with at least six or seven skinned human corpses hanging high from the rafters, each at a different stage of drying.

Below, there was bloodstains all over the ground, as well as some mangled internal organs. In the corner, there were several wooden barrels filled with murky blood plasma.

To the right of the warehouse was what looked like a prison, or rather, a pigsty.

At a glance, there were countless filthy people huddled in a corner, their faces numb.

Upon seeing the door open, several of the quicker ones instinctively crawled to the edge of the feeding trough, burying their heads in the dirty trough, waiting to be fed.

They ate, drank, and relieved themselves inside. Jiang Shu even saw excrement next to the feeding trough, but they didn't care and no one cleaned it up; it had already dried into chunks.

"How could this be..." Snow King covered her mouth, unable to accept what she was seeing.

Jiang Shu scanned the crowd but did not see anyone who looked similar to Yuan Shun.

He walked straight to the workbench on the left and immediately saw a stack of ID cards on the table.

Yuan Shun's was placed on top; his surname was Zhang, and his given name was Zhang Xin.

Then he looked up at the fresh corpse hanging above.

The body type seems to match.

pity...

“They lure people who are facing a major crisis to temples, ostensibly to chant sutras and pray for blessings, but in reality, they keep them there to harm them at any time.”

As Jiang Shu flipped through the dozens of ID cards, he realized that many of the faces were ones he had seen on the weasel-like figures outside:

"Then they stole their identities and completely severed ties with their original interpersonal relationships. From then on, they could live openly and legitimately in the human world. It seems that Yuan Shun's situation is not an isolated case."

No wonder new monks keep popping up out of nowhere, and no one ever notices—they've all been laundered.

Snow Queen stepped forward and looked at the ID cards; she was horrified.

It may seem like just a few dozen people, but each of them has a family behind them, and who knows if these ID cards are just the tip of the iceberg. The real victims, plus their important associates, have harmed at least hundreds of people at Yunfu Temple.

"Damn it."

She now even felt that simply kicking those weasels to death was far too lenient on them.

Jiang Shu sighed: "The problem now is what to do with these people? If we call the police, how do we explain it? And even if we can rescue them, judging from their current state, it will be extremely difficult to restore them to their original appearance."

“There’s no need to worry about that,” Snow King explained. “Besides江湖 (jianghu) organizations like mine, there are also official organizations among the Evolvers. They won’t get involved in jianghu feuds, but they will ensure relative peace in the Evolver community. This kind of malicious incident is within their control. I’ll contact them now.”

After saying that, Xue Wang took out her cell phone from the pocket of her trench coat and made a call.

"I see."

Jiang Shu felt a little relieved.

Ideally, someone would handle the situation so that he wouldn't be implicated.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. If there are law-abiding people like Snow King and chaotic people like Rebels among the evolved beings, and the two are irreconcilable, then without a neutral party to mediate, the world would probably be in chaos long ago.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu remembered that Xue Wang initially wanted to talk about the rebels when he met him, but because Jiang Shu asked about the points first, and then the matter of Yunfu Temple interrupted, he forgot about it.

Now that things have escalated to this point, it's only natural to ask.

While waiting for Xue Wang to make a call, Jiang Shu casually glanced at the victims who, upon discovering there was no food, mechanically shrank back into the corner.

I had planned to wait until Snow King hung up the phone to take the opportunity to learn about the factions within the Evolvers.

But just then, he suddenly noticed something.

"The official evolutionists dispatched by the Tancheng branch will arrive in about half an hour. They told us to stay here for now..."

"Wait a moment." Jiang Shu interrupted Xue Wang and approached the fence that was trapping those people with some uncertainty.

Snow King looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Sudden.

"You come out here!" Jiang Shu suddenly reached out, grabbed one of the thin, short men, and slammed him against the fence.

The short man did not resist, but just stared at Jiang Shu with a dazed look, as if he were no different from the others.

Snow King was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"The filth on his clothes wasn't layered like on other people's clothes; it was fresh. He had just gone inside after hearing the commotion outside."

After explaining, Jiang Shu then threatened with a wicked smile:

"Still pretending? If you keep pretending, I'll beat you to death. Anyway, who knows how many weasels are here? You'll die for nothing."

Upon hearing this, the short man, realizing he had been exposed, immediately squeezed out a small, more pathetic cry: "Hero, spare me! Hero, spare me! I have nothing to do with them, I'm not a weasel."

Upon seeing this, the Snow King was taken aback.

Is this Jiang Shu's keen observation? No wonder he could discover the suspicious aspects of Yunfu Temple even before he added any points or skills.

"It has nothing to do with them?" Jiang Shu simply didn't believe it. "If it had nothing to do with them, how come you're here? You wrote that work log, didn't you? Your handwriting is quite good, indistinguishable from a human's. How long have you been practicing?"

"Oh dear, I'm really not a weasel," the short man anxiously protested. "I was tricked into coming here at first, but my special circumstances have allowed me to survive until now."

How special is it?

The short man swallowed hard and explained cautiously:

"I am also an evolved being, and I have mastered a skill that is very useful to those weasels, which is why the abbot deliberately tricked me into coming here. In fact, I had no idea they were weasels before I came."

"I was tricked into coming here by the abbot..."

Jiang Shu softened her tone slightly and asked, "What skill is worth him going out of his way to trick you into coming here?"

"Actually... it's not really a particularly powerful skill, it's just that my spiritual root is rather special."

The short man chuckled dryly and said:

"My spiritual root is the healing spiritual root, and within the healing spiritual root there is an exclusive true-level skill called the Healing Technique."

This kind of healing might not be very effective for injured or sick evolved beings, but for ordinary people, even if they are on the verge of death, I can keep them alive and slowly heal them.

If you don't believe me, you can search for "miracle doctor Liu Quanyou" online; I'm quite well-known.

Chapter 45 is far from enough (please continue reading)

Jiang Shu gave Xue Wang a wink.

The latter immediately bent down and began searching.

A moment later, Xue Wang handed the phone to Jiang Shu.

"Liu Quanyou, a native of Tancheng, runs a small clinic specializing in treating difficult and complicated illnesses. He sees patients from eight in the morning until nine at night every day, and patients come in droves..."

The general situation online is similar to what Liu Quanyou described.

However, there are also many doubts, most of which say that Liu Quanyou is a charlatan.

Then someone involved came forward, claiming that they were present at the scene and that Dr. Liu was not a charlatan.

What followed was the much-anticipated barrage of criticism, with the focus gradually shifting from Liu Quanyou's medical skills to his income, education, the type of car he drove, whether he played O-God games, and even regional discrimination.

Pulled by Jiang Shu, Liu Quanyou's face was pressed between the railings, unable to move. He could only try his best to roll his eyes down to see the content on the phone screen.

He explained with an awkward laugh, "Controversy...every public figure has to go through it."

Jiang Shu released Liu Quanyou.

Now it makes sense. Although the weasels are evolved beings, most of them only have levels and stats. Even if they have some low-level skills, they are more combat-oriented. The Snow King has already verified this.

Yunfu Temple does not possess any functional skills to deceive the public.

So the abbot personally approached Liu Quanyou, brought him here and put him under control. He used Liu Quanyou's influence to help pilgrims who came to the temple to pray for their sick family members, thus building a reputation. Then, he could find a reason to trick pilgrims into coming in and switch them with someone else.

Moreover, discussions about Liu Quanyou stopped ten years ago, just a few years after Yunfu Temple was completed, when Liu Quanyou disappeared from the public eye.

This proves that he has been an accomplice to evil for at least ten years.

Over the past decade, who knows how many people have become victims?

Jiang Shu returned the phone to Xue Wang and nodded: "Many people online say that you are a compassionate doctor, and that you even waive the consultation fee for poor patients."

Seeing that Jiang Shu didn't seem to intend to harm him, Liu Quan felt a little relieved.

He smiled and said proudly, "Oh, the medicine I prescribed for them was actually just some cheap herbs. I use my skills to treat patients, so there's no cost to me. I just felt sorry for them, so I didn't charge them."

"So I'm curious." Jiang Shu looked at the zombies behind Liu Quanyou who didn't react at all when they spoke: "Don't you ever feel sorry for yourself back then?"

Liu Quanyou's smile vanished abruptly.

His expression turned somber and sorrowful.

Unlike the deliberate attempt to ingratiate himself earlier, Jiang Shu at least didn't see any pretense.

"I know I'm aiding and abetting evil, but I can't help it."

He clenched his fist and slammed it against the fence, filled with resentment and self-reproach.

“I’m useless. I can’t fight them, I can’t fight the abbot. He could crush me with a single finger. No matter how kind and compassionate I am as a doctor, I still have to consider my family.”

I can't let them die with me just because I'm unwilling or in a difficult position.

Now, at least I can occasionally see my daughter under supervision, and regularly give my parents, wife, and children some living expenses that I couldn't earn back then.

Jiang Shu didn't judge whether Liu Quanyou was right or wrong, but simply asked casually, hoping to get more information out of him: "How old is your daughter?"

"Twenty years old." Liu Quanyou didn't hide it, but his face couldn't hide the bitterness: "I haven't spent much time with her since she grew up. Now we're very unfamiliar with each other. I met her once a while ago. She used to ask me when I would come back from my job, but now she doesn't even want to talk to me anymore."

The Snow King asked, "You should be happy that we've come, so why are you hiding?"

“One thing is one thing.” Liu Quanyou sighed. “It’s true that I’m a victim too, but over the years I’ve also helped him harm many people. I know that even if I’m rescued, I can’t escape the consequences, so I’m thinking… thinking…”

"Thinking of blending in with them and being rescued together? Anyway, all the weasels who knew your identity are dead, so you can just go back to a normal life?" Jiang Shu finished the sentence for him.

"Yes," Liu Quanyou readily admitted.

"I'm really sorry, but we still managed to catch you in the end." Jiang Shu said meaningfully.