The police?

A group of people who should not have appeared appeared in front of me at this time, and they were pointing guns at me!

I'm not sure if these people were arranged by Nie Zheng, and I don't know what kind of bullets they have in their guns. If it's a normal bullet, I can have the candle dragon come out and block it for me, and then find a chance to escape. But what if I'm wrong? What if their guns were all equipped by Nie Zheng?

I don't want to take any risks. I didn't want to involve Liu Yi because of my recklessness, so I obediently raised my hands above my head as these policemen asked, and then lay on the ground.

Someone came and twisted our arms behind our backs and handcuffed me, but instead of getting me up, they went into the small room and searched around, and it wasn't long before they found the secret door.

Not good!

I screamed in my heart.

There are corpses everywhere in the hell casino behind the tunnel, and although the deaths of those people have nothing to do with me, you can't explain them to the police. It's no coincidence that these policemen came to this place at this time, I was calculated!

"Nie Zheng sent you?" I turned my head sideways and said to one of the armed policemen next to me.

"Shut up!" The policeman immediately yelled at me.

But the evil is the culprit. He didn't use any force against me, and he didn't put his right index finger on the trigger. Instead, it was stuck above the trigger. I also know a little bit about the profession of the police, after all, there is a female criminal police officer living in my base camp, so I know that the police will not put their fingers on the trigger when they draw their guns, which can be said to be a professional habit.

Will a group of professional killers raised by Nie Zheng have such good habits?

The answer is clearly no!

Moreover, if they are really Nie Zheng's people. Then they will definitely take every opportunity to attack me. For example, when he rushed in just now, he could have come directly at us on the grounds of resisting arrest, and then we wouldn't even have a chance to speak. But they didn't, so I can pretty much assume that these people are real cops.

They didn't keep us lying on the ground all the time. After waiting for a few minutes, a man who seemed to be the leader of the team finally appeared in the courtyard, and he ordered the armed police to drag me up, and then escorted me all the way back to the main hall of Zhaocai Temple.

Along the way, I found that all the staff members who had been in the temple had fallen to the ground, with more or less mutilated parts of their bodies, and gray-black pus was flowing from their wounds. However, the believers in the main hall did not seem to have any accidents, they were all taken by the police to the courtyard outside the main hall for questioning, only a few men in suits and women in skirts lay on the ground motionless.

I didn't have a chance to ask questions, nor did I have a chance to check on the condition of those people who worked at the temple. When I left the temple, I was stuffed directly into a black armed escort car, and three armed policemen with loaded guns entered the car with me.

I'm not worried about what these people will do to me. It's just that Liu Yi made me a little relieved, after all, I came to save people, don't make trouble in the end, people didn't save her, but turned her into a murder suspect, I can't explain to Sun Xuanzhi. So when I entered the escort car, I also secretly gave instructions to the tiger master in my heart, asking it to follow Liu Yi to ensure that nothing happened to her.

The tiger master slipped out in a state of pure spirit, and these armed policemen did not see it. Now I can sit in the car and watch what happens.

I couldn't see the outside in the escort car, but I knew that the car had been driving for at least two hours before stopping, which was enough time to circle the county hall several times. So when I got out of the car and found that there was only a "castle" and a barren hill around, I was not surprised.

Of course. The so-called "castle" was just the nickname I gave to the lonely building in front of me, and the four or five meters high fence and the wire grid on top of the wall made it clear what this place was really for - it was a prison.

According to the normal process, I should be taken to the police station for interrogation, and then I may be put in a detention center, and then tried and convicted. But these armed police officers seemed to have skipped all the intermediate processes and locked me up in one step.

It's still night, and I can run away whenever I want. But I didn't. I'm more interested now than I am getting out of the show, who arranged the play behind the scenes, and what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourds.

After a brief handover between the armed police and the prison guards, I turned around and drove away, and I was taken by the prison guards into the castle-like prison.

The prison guards did not search me or order me to change into a prison uniform. Instead, they handcuffed me and politely let me into an empty room. This room has a sofa and a TV, and it feels like a living room.

I really didn't know what this was going on, so I just sat down on the couch and began to close my eyes comfortably.

After waiting for half an hour, the door to my room finally opened, and I couldn't help but jump up from the couch.

"Brother Onion?" I shouted in surprise as I stared at the bald head that walked in.

Although I hadn't seen each other in months, I couldn't have been mistaken. However, instead of wearing a monk's robe, he changed into a crisp white suit, and even wore a priest-like bow tie around his neck, most incommensurate with his identity, because he held a Bible in his left hand and a cross in his right hand.

"The Lord will forgive your sins, Amen." Brother Onion said an inexplicable opening sentence to me with a solemn face, and I stared at him dumbfounded, and for a moment even the air seemed to freeze.

This freeze-frame picture lasted for a full three seconds, and Li Silian, who had a tense face, suddenly laughed, and then happily walked up to me and patted me on the shoulder and laughed: "Dude, long time no see!" How was my set of snorts just now? Like a priest? ”

I was completely confused, and I couldn't close my mouth for a long time, and I couldn't figure out what was going on. Why did Brother Onion change from a monk to a priest? Why did he end up in a prison in the barren mountains? What does he have to do with the God of Wealth incident in the Fortune Temple before?

"What the hell are you doing?" I finally came back to my senses and asked in surprise.

"yes, I'm here to mess with the hell. But the ghost didn't make it, but almost got involved. Brother Onion raised his eyebrows and sighed helplessly, and then walked to the sofa with leisurely steps and sat down.

"Are you Li Silian?" I asked, frowning at him.

"Of course, you don't know me, do you?" Brother Onion asked with a raised brow.

"Yes, but should you explain to me what the situation is first?" I said solemnly.

"My son has no mother, it's a long story! To put it simply, I took on a very tricky job, and then I went out of the temple and ran around the country, running around to the Zhaocai Temple in the county capital, and then I was sent to this prison. Brother Onion explained.

"So you're a prisoner too?" I asked.

"Of course not! I'm a guest, or rather a savior here. There's something unclean in this prison, and I'm helping them exorcise them! Brother Onion explained with a smile.

"Exorcise what? When did you start playing with the Bible? I asked curiously.

"I've always dabbled in a wide range of things, and sometimes the Dharma doesn't work, so I have to change my path. Don't you often ask me about Yin-Yang Dao, do you think this kind of question should be consulted by a monk? Brother Onion raised his face and argued unconvinced.

I think he has a point, but there are still a lot of oddities in the details of the matter.

But no matter what, Brother Onion should still be trustworthy. No matter how powerful Nie Zheng's power is, I don't really believe that they will bring Brother Onion under his command. So I also relaxed and sat on the sofa and listened to Brother Onion tell me in detail what happened.

Two months ago, two young monks came to Brother Onion's temple, one Chinese and the other Japanese.

The two young monks met at an Asian Buddhist exchange meeting. At the meeting, the Japanese monks invited several participating monks to Japan to participate in a local temple sacrifice, so thirteen people, including three Chinese monks, went to Japan together. Huge garbage.

However, on the day of the festival, a sudden rainstorm fell, and an old temple in the mountain was struck by lightning and caught fire. Strangely, the fire burned violently even in the midst of torrential rain.

The expressions of the local monks were as frightened as if the end of the world was coming. After asking, the guests learned that an ancient evil god was sealed in the temple in the mountain, and this annual sacrifice was actually carried out to strengthen the seal.

Although these foreign monks are proficient in Buddhism, they don't know anything about subduing demons and eliminating demons, so they can only watch the local monks nervously go about their work.

After a long day's work, the fire at the temple was finally extinguished, but the evil god disappeared, and the original sacrificial visit had to be canceled.

But that's where the weirdness begins. After the three Chinese monks returned to China, two of them suddenly became addicted to gambling and had surprisingly good fortune. Soon they made a fortune gambling and left the monastery. The people in the temple once tried to persuade them to "change their ways and return to the right", but in exchange for a severe beating. And in the end, these two people slashed each other with knives because of money, and they were killed one after another.

But at the time of the autopsy, the forensic doctor was surprised to find that judging from the condition of these two corpses, they had actually been dead for several months, and the two people who had been appearing in front of everyone were two corpses at all!

The third Chinese monk felt that something was wrong, so he contacted the Japanese monk he had met at the exchange meeting. Two days later, the Japanese monk brought his apprentice to China. According to their speculation, 100% of the evil gods sealed in the temple have been "smuggled" into China with the two Chinese monks.

After clarifying the purpose of this trip, the Japanese monk immediately launched the evil god resealing operation with his apprentice, but this unreliable old monk suddenly died of a heart attack on the first day of the sealing operation, leaving only his apprentice.

Fortunately, the apprentice of the high monk has done his best, but he felt that he still needed some help, so he asked the third Chinese monk to find a way to find some monks who were good at exorcism and demon subjugation, and the first thing that the Chinese monk thought of was Li Scong, an exorcist who was the abbot of a temple.