"You can't get out, don't be delusional. The Golden Bodhisattva told Zhan Tao so firmly.

"I may not live to live next New Year, I don't want to die in prison, although it is comfortable to eat here, but it is still too cold after all. Zhan Tao looked at the golden bodhisattva, but his thoughts drifted to a very far place, "Xiaozhi is not a lover, but my sister, this world is full of helpless things, saying that life must be as good as you like, but that is just a wayward way of living." ”

"Wayward and casual are just one word. The golden bodhisattva put the note in his pocket, his bare head was a little peeling, he cleared his throat and said, "If you can really get out, the disaster of prison is a chance for you, if not, I also hope you understand." Enlightenment and non-enlightenment are also only one word, but they belong to one thought. ”

Zhan Tao folded his hands and thanked him, estimated the time to go back to prison, now he has lost his spiritual power, and can no longer enter and exit freely, although he has a key, but if he is caught, he will inevitably be beaten and confined for ten days. The keys to the cell can be freely sold at the Golden Bodhisattva, which is a feature of the Dali Temple, and it also reflects the high confidence of the management, who let the Golden Bodhisattva stir up the sewage, but for the sake of the huge chain of interests behind it.

The official statement is that [Dali Temple] has a total of one secretary, three young secretaries, six chief secretaries, twelve directors, and the number of prison guards is unknown. All the prisoners thought that the official list was correct, because what they had seen and heard was not different from the list. They live in a huge lie in this way, exchanging a high amount of Gat for rare materials, they think that the Golden Bodhisattva has the ability to cover the sky with one hand, but they don't know that all these resources are provided by the temple.

The Golden Bodhisattva is a pawn of the high-level of the temple, and over time, they naturally become a member of the temple, but they are just supernumerary personnel. The Golden Bodhisattva, who was offered and respected by the prisoners, actually had a humble identity, they were the lackeys of the temple high-level, they couldn't even touch the officials, and the little Sizhi could point fingers at them. Therefore, the demands and movements of the prisoners in the temple prison are well known to the temple side, and they openly distribute the keys, and their courage comes from control. Just like the eternal truth: no one can go out of [Dali Temple], even if they die.

It should have been, Zhan Tao's message was intercepted halfway, and the master of the bookkeeper respectfully presented it with both hands, and Shaoqing took it and glanced at it, and handed it to the people around him. The official big crushes the official small, this principle is valid no matter where it is placed, not to mention that under the strict official office system of [Dali Temple], the level directly reflects the difference in strength, which is the gully level.

Silent for half a pillar of incense, Shaoqing spoke leisurely, "I heard that your [Boundary Ruler] sealed his spiritual power and allowed him to fight Fikena with his bare hands, is this true?"

This tone didn't sound like a compliment, and the chief bookkeeper was shocked, and hurriedly knelt down, and said with his chest close to the ground, "My subordinates are good at making decisions, please forgive me!"

"Forgiveness?" Shaoqing brought a porcelain cup and touched the smooth wall of the bowl, "What are you doing wrong?"

The main bookkeeper frowned, what does this mean that there is a prize?

"Who told you to look up!" Shaoqing drank and frightened the master book again.

"The slave is stupid, please make it clear!" the master confessed in a panic.

Shaoqing breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had spit out the knot in his chest, and he looked at the master book with disdain, "You made a mistake in borrowing a good knife, but you failed to kill him." You can only use one trick once, and if you use it again, it's a bad move. ”

The chief bookkeeper understood, "The subordinates will go and remove the [staff] immediately." ”

Shaoqing bowed his head, thought about it and said, "He must die, because adults want him to die." ”

The main book was shocked again, but this time it was a little more surprised. My lord, who else can I hear from Shaoqing's mouth? The only official who is at the first level is Qing, the only person in power in [Dali Temple]. God knows, the temple supervisor adopts a centralized system, and all matters in the temple are directly under the direct jurisdiction of the secretary, he said. Qing almost didn't show up, the eldest of the young qing, the last time he saw Qing was more than two years ago. No one knows where Qing is or what he is doing. Some people speculate in their hearts that he is dead of old age, and some people guess that he is still alive, but all speculation can only rot in the stomach, and no one dares to say it.

What will happen to those who talk about Qing? No one has tried it, and I believe that no one will want to be this bird.

Shaoqing, who is just looking for the chief bookkeeper to discuss matters, has recently improved his status considerably, and the reason is very simple, Qing has passed a message to him, which is also the first message from Qing that the three Shaoqing have received in the past two years. The way of transmission is naturally divine consciousness, he didn't see Qing himself, he just caught it by luck, maybe it was just Qing doing it casually, he thought he was lucky and picked up a bargain.

"I don't understand. Shaoqing, who was at the end, said with a sad face, "Who is that young man, who deserves so much attention?"

The older Shaoqing in front of him shook his head and sighed, "I don't understand, Qing hasn't asked about the temple for many years, and suddenly he has an intention of a young man, and he also has murderous thoughts, I really can't imagine that the young man and Qing will have any intersection." ”

"A few days ago, the people from the Kingdom of Heaven came here, and their attitude was to save their lives. Shaoqing, who was at the forefront, stopped, looked back at the two officials at the same level and said, "I believe you can also see that the state religion attaches great importance to this young man, especially the priest, who must have an extraordinary relationship with this young man." ”

He continued, "The doctrine of the state religion has always been the foundation of the ruling kingdom of heaven, and it is deeply supported by the common people. So, can you understand that it is not the young man who Qing wants to kill, but the lifeblood of the entire state religion!"

"Lifeline?!" Er Shaoqing exclaimed.

"That's right! Qing wants to kill that young man, which means that [Dali Temple] openly declares war, and in the kingdom of heaven, a call of the state religion can arouse the response of tens of millions of enthusiastic people. But in this foreign land, how many people will listen to their words? Borrowing [Star Stone] to control the mind is just a contemptible act. It's ridiculous, how many dollars can they have, how many people can they gather?"

One sentence broke through the essence, and the two Shaoqing were convinced, which made the Shaoqing, whose status had risen sharply, very useful. In fact, who knew that someone had taught him to say these words, not someone else, it was the golden bodhisattva who promised to pass on the message for Zhantao.

Lying on the bed, Zhan Tao felt a lot more relieved, and said that the golden bodhisattvas responded to their needs, and he also thought that the bodhisattvas were trustworthy. He understands Xiaomei, and if he says that he is fine, Xiaomei will definitely believe it, because the elder brother never lied to her. There was some noise on the side of the wall, Zhan Tao took a look, and found that Guan Da had dug a hole, he couldn't cry and laughed, "You are too arrogant, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Guan Da showed his eyes through the hole and said, "It's okay, go get a poster and stick it, you won't find it." You see how inconvenient it is for us to talk usually, with this hole, you look at me, I look at you, how unusual it feels. ”