The monks in the temple of the goddess of Kali are all remnants of the Evil Religion, cruel and debauchery, and it is completely a cult, so even if Ramasingh wants to kill this monk named Dharoka, Ling Feng will not dissuade him, but not now, he still wants to know some information about the temple from Dharoka's mouth.

"Mr. Ling, can you hand him over to me after you finish the interrogation?" Ramasingh begged: "I will avenge my wife with my own hands." ”

"No problem, it'll be over soon." Ling Feng said.

Vivien tied up Dharaka with a rope and waited to cut the flesh with a scythe.

Ling Feng stretched out his hand and pinched Dharoka's acupoint, and Dharoka quickly woke up. Look at the three people in front of him, Rama Singh's eyes were full of flames of revenge, Vivian with a fierce expression with a scythe, and Ling Feng who looked very calm and gentle. He was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what had happened.

Ling Feng smiled, "Are you awake?" ”

This seems to be his first question.

"Phew!" Draka spat at Ling Feng with a mouthful of blood, but unfortunately Ling Feng had already taken precautions and dodged with one side of his head.

Vivien swung her scythe and slashed at the back of Dharoka's hand, and a blood groove suddenly appeared, and the flesh rolled up, and the blood flowed. She knocked Dharoka on the head with a blood-stained sickle, and said viciously: "Bald head, you'd better be sober and seriously return to my boss's problem, otherwise, I'll cut off all the flesh on your body and feed it to the dogs!" ”

No one would have doubted that she couldn't do such a horrible thing.

Dharoka didn't show the slightest fear, on the contrary, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm not afraid of death, you can kill my body, but you can't kill my immortal soul." You are all going to die, and no one is spared. When I die, I will go to the paradise of bliss, and you will go to hell full of fire. Come on, kill me! ”

Vivien was furious, and another scythe slash slashed at Dharoka's face. He had another rotten wound on his face, flesh rolled up, blood flowing.

"Cut my neck, quick!" Dharoka shouted authentically.

Vivien seemed to be out of options, and in the face of such an extremist, normal interrogation methods would not work at all. She glanced at Ling Feng pleadingly, but Ling Feng didn't speak, he was thinking of an excuse to get Vivien and Ramasingh out of this cellar, and then he used hypnotism on this stubborn guy.

Ramasingh couldn't help it, pulled out a gun and pointed it at Dharoka's head, "You'd better be funny, or I'll shoot you in the head!" ”

"Hahaha...... Dharoka laughed sickly, "you poor people don't know what awaits you, your souls will remain in hell forever and will never be reborn!" ”

As the words fell, his neck suddenly tilted back, and his whole body twitched.

"What's wrong with him?" Vivien said in surprise.

"Oops, he's got poison in his mouth!" Ling Feng reacted immediately, he quickly reached out and pinched Dharoka's jaw, wanting to take out the poison he had swallowed, and then give him first aid. However, as soon as his hand opened Dharaka's jaw, Dharaka's heart stopped beating.

A white foam erupted from Dharaka's mouth, and the smell was unpleasant. He was given a suicide capsule hidden in his teeth, a toxin that targeted nerves and stopped the nerves that control his heart's beating in a matter of seconds.

Confirming that Dharoka was dead, Ling Feng was not even interested in first aid. At the very least, he had to use the Rebirth Pill, which was a very precious medicine, and he didn't want to waste it on a cult follower.

"Damn! He actually committed suicide! Ramasingh angrily kicked Dharoka once, then the second, then the third......

Ling Feng and Vivian didn't stop him, he didn't avenge his dead wife with his own hands, there must be resentment in his heart, and it was good to vent it in this way.

After venting for a while, Ramasingh finally calmed down. The result he wants is Dharaka's death, and this goal has actually been achieved, so it's okay to vent it.

"I'll dig a pit and bury him." Ramasingh said.

"Okay, but you'll have to wait until I pull his clothes off before I bury his body." Ling Feng said.

"What do you want his robes for?" Ramasingh was puzzled.

Ling Feng said, "Have you forgotten that I have a human skin mask worth $100,000? I covered it over this guy's face, treated it with a potion, and it took me half an hour to replicate his face. In the meantime, you can dig a pit, and after I've got it done, you'll bury the body. ”

"Okay, I'm going to dig a hole. I'll put some big in the pit! Ramasinghe hated it.

After Ramasingh left, Ling Feng took Vivien's backpack from her body, and then took out his makeup kit.

He really wanted to replicate Dharaka's face, but instead of covering Dharaka's face with some kind of human skin mask, he had to carefully pinch out a face that was roughly similar to Dharaka.

This dharaka's body is strong, and he is also one meter eight in height, about the same as him, put on his monk's robes, and then pinch out a face that is roughly similar to his, and he swaggers into the temple of the goddess Kali, who will doubt him?

"I know what you want to do, Ling, what should I do? Am I going to make up as a monk too? Vivian stared at Ling Feng, who was pinching his face.

Ling Feng glanced at her chest, "You're pretending to be a monk?" What do you do with those two lumps on your chest? ”

Vivian was stunned on the spot, and then punched Ling Feng, "Pervert!" ”

Ling Feng smiled, "Don't make trouble, you have to cover for me, don't you have a sniper rifle?" Just in time. ”

"Okay, I'll assemble that gun and show you the door by the way, I know you don't want Ramasingh to know that you have such a great makeup technique." Vivien turned to leave, took a step and turned back and said, "But I'm glad you told me the secret and were willing to teach me, well, we ......."

"We are friends who can share a qiē." Ling Feng answered.

Vivien shrugged and left.

Half an hour later, Ling Feng left the cellar. His body has changed into Dharaka's monk's robes, and his face has also changed to Dharka's face, with a fleshy and fierce face.

Vivien had also loaded the sniper rifle at the entrance to the cellar, and she had loaded the other guns with magazines, and the ammunition had been loaded into all the spare magazines. In front of her are long guns and short guns, long-range sniping, melee charges, military rifles with grenade launchers, which are dazzling to watch.

"I'm really worried about that temple." Ling Feng said with a smile.

Although he knew that Ling Feng had used that magical makeup technique to transform into a dharoka, Vivien's heart was actually nervous when she saw it for the first time.

Ramasingh, who had just returned, reacted even stronger, he subconsciously reached out to draw his gun, and only reacted when he heard Ling Feng speak.

"Mr. Ling, this is amazing, if it weren't for you talking, I couldn't help but believe that it was Dharoka who was resurrected, you really scared me." Ramasingh said with a wry smile.

"The dead will not be resurrected, and his soul will not go to heaven, you go and bury it, Vivien and I will go to the temple, you take care of your children, and our car, we may leave here at any time." Ling Feng said.

"Don't you want me to come with you?" "You're not familiar with the environment, and it's hard to find their library when you go in," Ramasinghe said. Let me go with you, I have sent several saints inside, and that is the ugliest thing I have ever done, and I will save them, or my conscience will be troubled. ”

Ling Feng thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll pretend to catch you, you take me to the library after we enter the temple, and we'll fight quickly." ”

"I'll get that guy's body in no time." Ramasingh entered the cellar and soon carried Dharoka's body to the afternoon for burial.

If it is necessary to evacuate in time, then the corpse in the cellar is always a hidden danger, and although it will delay a little to dispose of it at this time, there will be no trouble in the future. This was also the reason why Ling Feng insisted on letting Ramasingh dispose of Dhara's corpse, the matter had already progressed to this point, and he was no longer in a hurry.

Disposing of Dhara's body, Ramasingh carried Adams into the Mitsubishi SUV and followed Ling Feng and Vivien towards the temple on the hillside.

"There are usually monks at the gate who keep vigil, usually one, and when there are special circumstances, there will be two or three. At this time, the monks in the temple should all be asleep, except for the gatekeepers. So, as long as we deceive the monks guarding the door, the subsequent actions will be smooth. On the way, Ramasingh said to Ling Feng.

"Who's in charge of that temple?" Ling Feng asked.

"A monk named Neporo, he is a very cunning and intelligent person, and he also discovered the secret of my peeking into the Book of Heavenly Sounds." Ramasingh said, his tone filled with hatred.

Ling Feng asked, "What is the origin of this monk named Nebra?" ”

Ramasingh shook his head, "I don't know, his identity is very mysterious, I just know that he has absolute rights in that temple, and no one dares to oppose him." Every time I send a saint, he is the first to eat. At this he sighed again, "I have done this wrong thing in order to repay Father John Borg for his kindness, and I am afraid it will take a long time for me to remove my sins." ”

"Don't overthink it, what you're doing now is making up for your mistakes." Ling Feng said comfortingly.

Ramasingh shook his head with a wry smile and did not speak.

As the temple got closer, Vivien stopped, "I can't get any closer, I'll have to find a high spot and provide you with fire support." ”

"Be careful." Ling Feng admonished.

Vivien nodded, picking up her sniper rifle and crawling up the hill. Darkness soon engulfed her figure, no longer visible.

Ling Feng and Ramasingh continued to walk towards the temple gate.

There were no lights in the temple of the goddess Kali, but there were lights at the gate, casting a flickering shadow on the ancient stone slabs. The temple resembles a castle in medieval Europe, using a lot of stone and looking strong and impregnable.