The fat man was stunned, "Impossible, Wanyue is not such a person." ”

"I didn't think she was like that, but the facts are in front of me. If you think about it, the Japanese Tantra doesn't know why they want to take the three-colored silver ingot pillow, but now that the lama is dead again, this account naturally falls on us. At that time, the lama's fellow disciples will seek revenge on us, and the Japanese will come to us for silver ingot pillows, who will really benefit? Tang Wanyue ran away at this time, and it was hard not to suspect that she had premeditated. ”

"Besides, I used to think that Tang Wanyue was a beauty with no opinions, but in my dream I played chess with the lama, and even I was ashamed of my thoughts and layout. Now that I think about it, she seduced me at the hotel that day, just to let me stay by her side as a bodyguard, and we were stupid and stupid, and we have to blame you for being a dead fat man, and I dragged me into the water when I saw it! ”

The fat man listened, thinking back on the past, his expression was complicated, "Lao Lu, what you said is not unreasonable, but it is just your one-sided words, right?" I still can't believe Wanyue will betray us. ”

I patted the fat man's face and said angrily: "There is also one most critical point, the taboo of making antiques is not to put things of unknown origin at home, to provoke evil, Tang Wanyue's father is also famous, and he definitely doesn't even know this bit of common sense." Previously, I thought that the person who harmed the grandson of the middle grandfather of the party was a lama, but in fact, someone has been leading us by the nose, and this person is Miss Tang. ”

The fat man now understood what I meant, "You mean...... Is Wanyue's father playing dead? It's only because the two tantric sects came to snatch the three-color silver ingot pillow that they came up with the golden cicada's strategy of getting out of their shells, so that we can attract firepower, and their father and daughter can retreat with the three-color silver ingot pillow? ”

I smiled bitterly and said, you finally get it.

The fat man was still a little unconvinced, "That'...... The person with the broken arm was Tang Wanyue's father? ”

I nodded, "Exactly." ”

In fact, we have never met Tang Wanyue's father, and everything is her side of the story.

"Fat brother, now that you are making a choice, do you believe me, or do you believe in your Miss Tang?"

The fat man wiped the sweat from his face and grinned, "Lao Lu, I listen to you every time, but this time I have a different opinion." I think even if it's true, Wanyue doesn't necessarily have the intention to harm us, maybe she has no choice but to suffer? ”

"Old Ma, you are soft-hearted, you must know that there is a knife on the head of the color word."

"Don't talk about that, at least there's one thing I'll listen to you - where are we going to run now?"

I suddenly remembered the old monk in the car, who was unknown but who seemed to be an unknown prophet, and knew that I would go to his master.

Now that we are being chased by two people, we might as well go to his temple and take refuge. The old monk's strength is transcendent, his master will not be far from where he wants to come, and the Buddhist disciples are compassionate, and they are expected not to die without help.

Ask the locals, after asking, there is indeed a temple in the area of the Luolongpo forest, called Qingshui Temple, and the incense is prosperous, and the host of the master, Dezhi, is a high-ranking monk.

I was overjoyed, this time I thought I was going out to meet a nobleman, I didn't care about being tired overnight, and I took a taxi with the fat man and drove to Luolongpo.

As for Uncle Shi and Old Man Fang, their affairs can only be put aside for the time being, but I think they are all good people, and no matter how they fight, they won't cause big problems.