Thinking about this, I admired my godfather more and more.

Eighteen years of godfather layout.

Even what I'm going to encounter when I come here gives me two answers.

If I had come earlier, I'm afraid things would have been much easier here.

I sighed slightly.

For a while, he was a little dazed.

I wondered if I should do what the old man said.

This City God Temple is now black, according to my godfather's last words, I really want to destroy this City God Temple, but before I only thought it was just a simple destruction of the temple, and I didn't expect to meet a living City God apparition.

I have no grievances with that city god.

There was no need to kill him.

But if I don't kill him, he'll kill me again.

There is no solution!

I have no doubt that a manifest city god can't kill a little shrimp like me.

But for the sake of survival.

It seems like I'm going to have to do it too!

I'm not a hesitant person per se.

With this decision, I stopped thinking about it and started thinking about what to do next.

The first thing is to find those monks.

When I first met those monks, I felt that they were not ordinary monks, they were very murderous, and there was a clear difference between them and the compassion of Buddhism, although I don't know why the old man asked me to take them to the City God Temple, but it didn't matter.

And it wasn't hard to find those monks.

I looked at the lame dog.

After leaving the temple with me, the lame dog was sloppy, and when he saw me looking at it, he just glanced at me and continued to lie on the ground.

I kicked it and said, "If you still want to see him, come with me and find a few people." ”

When the lame dog heard this, he immediately got up.

I was a little speechless and couldn't help but kick him again.

I've been suffering with it for a while, and I've already regarded it as a partner, but who knows if it's still unfamiliar.

But I can understand that.

This lame dog is not an ordinary dog, otherwise it would not have survived for decades without dying.

Fortunately, this time the lame dog was more reliable than I thought.

Soon I found one of the monks under its guidance.

The location is in a temple not far from the City God Temple.

The temple is very small, and it should not be a Buddhist temple, but a convenient place for nearby residents to offer incense.

Strangely enough, the temple looks golden and stands out even at night.

But I didn't think much of it.

At this time, I just thought that the temple here was more special.

After making sure that there was a monk I was looking for, I walked straight inside, and soon I heard a burst of unusual sounds.

The voice made me wonder if the lame dog had taken me to the wrong place.

"Are you sure anyone is here?"

The lame dog let out a whimper and ran inside.

I thought about it for a moment and followed.

Soon I saw a monk, and to my shock, he was lying on the belly of a woman, enjoying the joy of fish and water in front of the statue of the Buddha, and I felt ashamed of the sound of that cry.

I couldn't help but say, "I just said that you are not ordinary monks, I didn't expect you to be so good at playing?" ”

"You dare to do such a thing in front of your Buddha, Jigong is not as bold as you!"

Hearing my voice, the monk stopped his movements and turned to look at me, his eyes full of fierceness, as if he wanted to swallow me.

Just rush to him like this, whoever tells me about my Buddha's compassion in the future will have to be anxious with whom!

But to my surprise, I couldn't see the slightest bit of anger under that ferocity.

To know.

There is a difference between the look in the eyes of a person who is alive and when he is dead.

In good spirits.

Eyes are blank.

That's the big difference.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the person still has a breath, no matter how empty the eyes are, they can see a little bit of brilliance from it, and a little bit of brilliance is the person's anger.

At this time, the monk in front of me gave me the feeling that he was not angry at all.

Although his eyes do not look much different from ordinary people on the surface, if you look closely, you can find that there is no brilliance under that gaze.

This is clearly the soul that has been missing.

This man.

He's dead!

My scalp was numb, and I cursed in my heart, so I planned to slip away first, and in my impression, when I saw this group of monks during the day, they were obviously fine, although they were strange, but they were still alive, I was very sure of this.

Now people are dead.

but as if alive.

That's not right in itself.

It's just that I react quickly, and his reaction is not slow, or his current condition is like a zombie, he won't let go of a living person, and as soon as I was about to slip away, he rushed towards me at a very fast speed.

"Stinky beggar!"

"Can you still curse?"

My eyes widened.

Along the way, I'm used to seeing dead people.

Zombies can be regarded as encountered, and the corpse of Zhang Huaiqing is considered one, and I have even slept with corpses.

But they are not as outrageous as monks!

People are dead, and they can still speak.

Think about it.

If this guy is really dead, how can he still play with women?

I subconsciously looked at the woman who was huddled aside with a face full of worry that she was gone, and the woman was still alive, and she looked a little weak at best.

Could it be that I read it wrong?

This guy is a living monk?

"Misunderstanding!"

"It was a misunderstanding!"

Seeing him staring at me, I hurriedly said, and at the same time gave the lame dog a look, if this monk really wants to do something to me, go up and him!

The lame dog will.

Then turn around and run.

I was immediately numb.

"Damn it, traitor!"

I scolded.

The monk sneered, "I think something is wrong with you beggar during the day, and you dare to come to the door at night." ”

"It seems that you are the murderer of those nine people."

"Huh?"

I'm a little confused.

The next moment I felt his punch come at me, and then I felt dizzy.

This guy, how do you say that you can do it?

My heart sank to the bottom at this time, this situation I didn't expect at all, after all, except for my cheap wife, everyone else met along the way was polite to me, where would anyone really be my opponent.

And the people who have done it to me are all dead people.

I also have a way to deal with the dead.

Living ......

But it's a serious physical damage!

I didn't have time to do anything, my little body fainted in the hands of this monk.

Nine times out of ten, this monk was born as a warrior monk.

When I woke up, I was already tied to the nine coffins, and the prostitute monk who had been broken by me was standing among the other monks with a profound face.

At this moment, I finally understood what he meant by that.

This is to think of me as the murderer of those nine!