"Abbot Huijue, you can keep silent, but I can't help but say it, I can't hide it, last night, we went to the Purple Cloud Temple-we also stayed at the Purple Cloud Temple, and Elder Zhizhen was very cooperative, and he agreed to let us stay."

Abbot Huijue closed her eyes slightly, and she really stopped talking, but her eyes were not closed very naturally - her eyes kept blinking, and although her eyes were slightly closed, her ears were still listening.

"At Ziyunguan, we learned about a very important situation."

Abbot Huijue still closed his eyes slightly, but the upper eyelid of his right eye suddenly jumped up, and the Buddha beads in his hand were moving rapidly, the Buddha was really smart, these things invented by his old man were at a critical time, and they really started to work, a sentence of "Amitabha", a string of Buddha beads, and the eyes could be closed, these things really helped Abbot Huijue a lot. In this world, only a Buddhist can close his eyes and continue to work. Normal people close their eyes, either fall asleep, or report to the underworld.

"There is a secret room in Mingchen Temple, and coincidentally, there is also a secret room under the Purple Cloud View Heart Palace."

Several pairs of eyes were focused on Abbot Huijue's face and hands, and at this moment, Abbot Huijue was like a dead dog that had been skinned, and all the tendons under the fur were clearly distinguished.

"And the true elder lives in the Heart Cultivation Palace, it is strange - it also happens that there is a secret room under the quiet courtyard of Mingchen Temple, and there is also a secret room under the Purple Cloud View Heart Cultivation Palace, if we are not mistaken, these two secret rooms should be obscene caves, the difference is that the obscene cave of Mingchen Temple is now empty, and the people in the obscene cave may have been transferred to the obscene cave of Ziyun Temple."

For the comrades, it is no longer so important for Abbot Huijue to say whether he speaks or not. But Ouyang Ping couldn't help but express his attitude and thoughts.

"As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. If you are given a mirror, you will know that your eyes and the beads on your hands have betrayed you, and you should be able to realize that the beads in your hands are not as calm and calm as when we first saw you, you can control your mouth, but you can't control your eyes, and now, your upper and lower eyelids are turning over the clouds. ”

At this time, Abbot Huijue was like a deflated ball, and the comrades had a feeling of joy, so Ouyang Ping would not let go of this rare opportunity - Ouyang Ping wanted to mentally and safely destroy this sanctimonious old demon nun sitting in front of him.

Hui Jue became a sculpture – a bodhisattva to be precise.

"It's the mid-autumn season, you don't wear more clothes than us, we already feel a slight chill, but there are a lot of sweat beads oozing from your forehead, you don't need to pretend anymore, if you don't wipe it, the sweat beads will roll down."

The sculpture remained unresponsive.

"You don't speak, it's your right, but I want to tell you, we have already laid a net in Ziyunguan, and it is really a matter of time before we are arrested, we just want to give you a chance now, and when we arrest the truth, it will be too late."

A few beads of sweat the size of beans were about to roll down, and Hui Jue raised his right hand and wiped it generously on his forehead several times with his sleeve. Covering up is not the way to go, because covering up has become meaningless.