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After stopping for a while, observing the surrounding terrain, we moved, and walked very carefully, for fear of making a loud noise, and cautiously came to the door of the north hall, and as expected, the door was locked, and it was covered with dust, as if it had not been opened for a day.

"You two take the wind, I'll pick the lock!" Song Jingtong got a wire out of nowhere, passed through the lock cylinder, shook it from side to side a few times, and the lock in front of the hall that firmly locked the door was easily opened.

Chirping!

We closed the door and entered, by the light of the headlamp, scanned the surroundings, looking for useful clues, but did not find anything, the north hall of the Dragon King Temple is very empty, just standing a huge Buddha statue, nothing else, I am a little unwilling, after some checking, I found a trace of clues in the incense burner of the Buddha statue.

The incense has not burned out, but it seems to have been artificially choked, when I was about to reach out to touch it, Zhao Tiezhu stopped me, "Be careful, this is not as simple as it seems, the means of interpreting the Zen master are far from being able to shake us, once you touch the incense ash, it is very likely that he will be aware of it." ”

"How can it be so mysterious as you say, this kind of person is still an immortal." I shook my head. I don't agree with Zhao Tiezhu's statement at all.

Creak!

"Ahh There are rats! Song Jingtong screamed, I instantly realized that something bad was happening, at this time, there happened to be a monk passing by, and for a while we fell into passivity.

"There are thieves! Someone stole a statue of Buddha in the flesh in the north hall! The monk who beat the guard desperately knocked on the gong in his hand and shouted loudly, the north hall is a place where the Dragon King Temple is not open to believers, it is a forbidden area, and if you can hear a voice inside, it is definitely a thief.

Song Jingtong blamed herself, and lowered her appearance as if she was at her disposal. "It's come to this, wait for the opportunity, we have lost the initiative. If we fall into the hands of Zen Master Shiyan, it is estimated that we will not be sent to the Public Security Bureau, but will be imprisoned by him privately, and then we may be worse than dead. Song Jingtong was a little stunned and muttered to herself, as if she had a deep psychological shadow on the Zen Master Shiyan. It's like knowing his methods.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, my heart palpitated to the extreme, looking at the Buddha statue in the hall, so I could only gamble, I pulled Zhao Tiezhu, who was still in a daze, and ran towards the Buddha statue.

"Jingtong, hurry up to the Buddha statue!" I shouted, Song Jingtong's skills are extremely extraordinary, her body is as light as a swallow, and she suddenly feels like she has been bitten by something, and she doesn't care much, but her brain is cranky.

I don't know how this girl practiced, I haven't had a lot of contact with her since I was a child, I always feel that she is a person who is not very gregarious, in fact, from the day Guangming Tun came out, everything Song Jingtong did seemed to have rules to follow, but in fact it was mysterious, and even I couldn't figure out her psychology.

I thought a lot for a moment, after the three of us hid behind the Buddha statue, the door of the north hall was opened, I didn't feel nervous at all, but I couldn't help but ask myself, what did I like about Song Jingtong, or was it my psychology that was doing tricks, or the Song Jingtong in front of me was not Song Jingtong at all.

Poof! I felt my throat sweet, my whole consciousness began to blur, I lost consciousness, and by the time I woke up, I was already in a dimly lit room.

"The descendants of the Three Views who have awakened the Blood Inheritance Limit Realm are nothing more than that, if they fall into my fantasy poison, the immortals will not escape!" I became conscious, opened my heavy eyelids, and Zhao Tiezhu's cruel smile came out of my ears.

"Zhao Tiezhu can't think of you... It's a mole! "I struggled up, my whole body was weak, Ge Dazhuang and Song Jingtong hadn't woken up yet, lying next to me, their lips were purple, and they were just like me Zhao Tiezhu's way.

"Each is his master, and I'm not called Zhao Tiezhu at all, the real Zhao Tiezhu died three days ago, and I killed him with my own hands." He grinned and grabbed me by the hair.

"Your father made me like this, the so-called father's debt is repaid, you will come to atone for your father's sin!" I was punched twice by him, holding my stomach and curling up on the ground, this time it was really careless.

"You... Who exactly! ”

"Hehe, who am I, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I am the Zen Master of Interpretation!" He stared at me with a faint mouth, and I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and laughed.

"The eldest husband is born as a hero, and he is also a ghost when he dies, and I am unwilling to die in the hands of a villain like you!" I responded viciously, trying to get up with all my might. But he couldn't do it, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand at all.

Bang!

He kicked me hard, and I fell hard, "Boy, you are very backbone, I can't see that your father's son will give birth to such a backbone son, I see how much longer you can be hard." "He looked at me like an ant.

"God, don't be impulsive, calm down!" I suddenly remembered Song Jingtong's voice in my mind, I dragged my body in a daze, and crawled towards her little by little, seeing her tightly knit brows, I knew that she had forcefully urged the blood inheritance limit.

"Don't act rashly, God gives you to listen to me, not only us, but also the king, the heads of the Zhao family are here, this interpretation of the Zen master is not simple!" Sure enough, next to this gray room, there was a cage made of iron pillars, and I knew the two people lying in it, Wang Pei, and Zhao Yulong, the head of the Zhao family.

They were scarred and covered in blood, and my injuries were light compared to theirs.

I held back, didn't touch the mold, and waited for the opportunity. It's just that the sore throat is hard to buy, the hair is dry and itchy, so I can't help but choke my neck, and I get a little relief, this sharp pain is a phased forehead, and after relieving it for a while, I began to look at the place where we were being held.

It was dark, damp, the only light was the light that overflowed from the staircase in the distance, and the surroundings were gray, hellish, lifeless.

A special German steel lock, locked the only exit, want to penetrate this more than a meter thick wall, manpower can not do it at all, only with the help of axe and chisel tools, there is a trace of life, at this time I remember, before coming to the Dragon King Temple, the corpse needle that Chuang Ye gave me.

I don't know what to call the person in front of me, he has two identities, Zhao Tiezhu and Zen Master Shiyan, there is no doubt that this is not his real identity, I tried to recall, and the person who had a grudge against my father did not have the slightest result.

"Don't try to escape, no one who enters here gets out alive, the dead are the only ones who can pass through!" He looked at me, a sneer welling up at the corners of his mouth, as if he could see what I was going to do.