At this time, it was already dusk, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Qin Nan returned to the cave mansion and began to meditate and cultivate directly, without feeling panicked at all because he had killed Fang Han.

He still said the same thing, there are gods three feet above his head, people are doing it, and the sky is watching, he doesn't believe that there is no controversy in the Big Buddha Temple.

If the chief manager really wants to make trouble in the precept hall, then Qin Nan can only tell him everything he has encountered, including the matter of the chief manager and others colluding with the Demon Sect, in short, it will not make them feel better.

Killing Fang Han, Qin Nan's heart immediately seemed to untie a knot, it was much smoother, and his thoughts were clear, which was of great benefit to his cultivation progress.

At night, it was completely dark, and the people from the Ring Hall did not arrive, and under normal circumstances, they should have come in groups to arrest them.

But they didn't come, maybe something happened to the Governor. Of course, it is also possible that the people of the Discipline Hall will come tomorrow, and if they are caught, they will be judged.

Qin Nan also deeply understood that it was impossible for the other party to let go of the person who killed Fang in charge, even if they didn't find the Discipline Hall of the Great Buddha Temple, they would definitely have to ask the high-level of the Royal Beast Gate to deal with them, and they would definitely retaliate.

However, Qin Nan couldn't wait so much.

Standing up from the ground, Qin Nan walked out of his cave, at this time, the moonlight was like a wash, pouring on the ground, like a layer of mercury as kind, directly reflecting the shadow of a person.

Qin Nan walked forward step by step, about two hundred meters away, and immediately stopped, because he met someone, an unexpected person.

"What are you doing here?"

Qin Nan looked at the young man who was carrying a big knife on his back and standing proudly on the stone slab, this person was Wei Jiaojiao.

He had been standing here, motionless, and his breath was very weak, obviously very well restrained, and he didn't want to attract attention, and Qin Nan only found out when he walked in front of him.

He seems to have been waiting for himself for a long time.

"Where are you going?" Wei Jiaojiao asked Qin Nan rhetorically.

"What does it matter to you where I go? The decisive battle between us is not divided between high and low, but not now, I will naturally come back to you when I have the chance. ”

Qin Nan said coldly to Wei Jiao, at this time, when he met an opponent who was suitable for him, Qin Nan also became a little fanatical.

But he knew it wasn't the time for a decisive battle, because he had more important things to do.

"If you don't look for me, I will look for you too, I'm waiting for you here, not to fight you, but to care about what you should do next, have you considered the consequences?"

Wei Jiaojiao said coldly, without any emotion in his tone, he seemed to have foreseen what Qin Nan was going to do.

Qin Nan continued to walk forward, without the intention of taking care of Wei Jiao, he coldly threw down a sentence and said: "I know what I want to do myself, and I know what kind of consequences I have to bear, and it is not your turn to worry about it." ”

Qin Nan said, already walking away alone.

When Qin Nan appeared again, he came to Steward Fang's place, in the small green tile house at the entrance of the temple.

There was no electric light in the tiled room, it was slightly dark, and in the hall, there was a door panel on which a corpse was parked, covered with a white cloth, which was Fang Han's corpse.

If nothing else, someone will come and carry his body away tonight.

Next to Fang Han's corpse, Steward Fang sat quietly in the dark, his eyes straight, and he was a little uneasy.

After all, the dead person was his own nephew, his mood was very chaotic, after all, he was from his Fang family, after he went back, how should he explain to Fang Han's parents?

At this moment, there was a slight noise outside the small green tile house.

"Who?"

Steward Fang stood up abruptly, looking at the door of the tiled house, empty, where was there something?

Steward Fang felt that he suddenly became suspicious, and after a pause, he sat back in his chair, as if he felt that he had just been hallucinating.

At this moment, the sound of noise came again, and before Steward Fang could react, his head had already hit the ground, and a stream of blood was thrown out, splattering on the floor, so fresh.

Qin Nan snorted coldly, now, Steward Fang and Fang Han are dead, and half of his hatred is vented, but this is far from enough.

Qin Nan wiped the blood stains on the Thunder Hell Demon Knife and continued to walk out, now he was going to kill the deputy chief and the grand chief.

These people colluded together and knocked themselves off the cliff, and almost died because of it, but fortunately, he Qin Nanfu had a big life and picked up a life to come back, and now, naturally, it is time to take revenge.

In just a few minutes, Qin Nan killed another person, and the deputy chief manager was still asleep, and he was already in a different place.

Originally, the steward and deputy head of Fang were also considered to be good, and their martial arts cultivation was probably around the fifth stage of the martial artist.

However, one of them was intoxicated by the death of their relatives, the other took it lightly and slept too deeply, and Qin Nan came prepared, so it was reasonable to be killed.

Coming out of the deputy chief's residence, Qin Nan continued to walk forward, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Unconsciously, Qin Nan's heart rose with a feeling of pleasure, one by one, he stabbed the enemy, how fast is this?

He seems to be a murderous maniac now, splashing blood in five steps, killing one person in one step, and not leaving a thousand miles.

Qin Nan held the Thunder Hell Demon Knife and went straight to the residence of the chief administrator, as long as he killed him again, then Qin Nan's hatred in the Great Buddha Temple would be over.

He walked to the chief steward's quarters, pushed open the door, and entered.

The cultivation of the chief manager is much higher than that of the deputy chief manager and the square manager, and Qin Nan is ready for a fierce battle.

But when he opened the door, he didn't see the chief manager.

"Oops, must have run away. ”

Qin Nan instantly realized that something was wrong, this chief manager was a little cunning, and he actually expected that he would come back to kill him, so he took the lead in escaping.

However, it is expected that he will not be able to go far, if he relies on the speed of the Peacock Ming King's Wing, I believe that it will be a long time before he can catch up with him.

In the darkness, Qin Nan snorted lightly, walked out of the chief manager's residence, and was just about to leave, when an old figure stood in the dark.

"Master. ”

Qin Nan took the initiative to shout, he had already seen that this was the sweeping old monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Why are you doing this?" the tone of the sweeping old monk did not fluctuate much, and it was very peaceful.

"If they want to kill me, how can I sit idly by? Since the master knows that I want to kill them, I think you have expected a lot of the cause and effect of the incident, and I don't want to say more. ”

Qin Nan's tone was extremely simple, if the other party wanted to kill him, then he could only strike first.

Qin Nan guessed well, this sweeping old monk has great powers, and they are all people from the past, how can they not understand Qin Nan's experience?

"The Buddha is immeasurable. ”

The sweeping old monk chanted the Buddha's name, and then said slowly: "The poor monk once warned you that there is a trace of Buddha nature missing from your martial arts, why don't you keep talking to the poor monk?"

The sweeping old monk was not impatient, his tone was still so peaceful, he called himself a poor monk, obviously putting his status very low.