But the whole plan fell through because of a weasel.

He even risked his own life in it.

Really, people are not as good as God.

It took half an hour for them to finally calm down.

Lin Que didn't forget the purpose of his trip. He opened the storage bag and felt relieved after seeing the Jiuzhuan plastic tendon load inside.

"This should be Ning Daoyuan's storage bag."

Xia Yuyan frowned slightly.

"In this case, then he..."

Lin Diao nodded.

"People like Qi Sheng will not allow any variables to exist."

"Ning Daoyuan should have been brutally murdered a long time ago."

Qin Feng slowly shook his head.

"Lin Quede, after all, Ning Daoyuan's death has nothing to do with you."

"Should we consider doing something for him?"

"OK."

Then, the three of them started working together.

Using local materials, a stone tablet was erected on the former site of Jinxianju.

The tomb of Ning Daoyuan.

Lin Que dusted off his hands.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to Fantuo Temple."

Then, Qin Feng carried Ye Ni on his back.

The four of them walked in the direction they came from.

After walking a few steps, Qin Feng asked with confusion.

"Lin Quede, why do I always feel like we have forgotten something?"

After he reminded him, Lin Que slapped his forehead.

"Gan!"

"Monk Bujie is still buried underground!"

The four people returned the same way and dug out the monk Bujie.

After he passed out, his soul burned extremely slowly.

But few people are helpless to deal with this passing of life.

"Lin Quede, what should we do?"

"This bald guy can last at most half a day."

"How about we hurry back and the old monk might be able to do something about it."

Xia Yuyan looked at the unconscious Bujie, thoughtfully.

"Are there no relics in the storage bag?"

Lin Que immediately understood what she meant, rummaged around and took out a brocade box.

The brocade box was opened, and a walnut-shaped relic appeared in front of everyone.

It was engraved with densely packed Sanskrit characters, and the Buddhist power it contained was so strong that it even affected Lin Que's path to the Buddha's heart.

Not only that.

The moment the relic appeared, there was a strong connection with Bujie.

Lin Que clearly felt that the monk's soul was burning faster and faster!

But the soul power generated did not dissipate, but was all absorbed by the relics.

"What's going on?"

Lin Que still wanted to cut off that connection, but he tried several times, but to no avail.

At this moment, the relics in the brocade box suddenly burst into dazzling golden light.

Under the strong suction, the soul and body of the monk Bujie were all integrated into the relic.

Qin Feng looked sad when he saw this.

"If you don't quit, I'm sorry for you!"

"You're already dead, and I can't even save your body!"

"If you have a soul in heaven, give me the savings you have saved over the years."

"I will definitely give you a glorious funeral!"
Chapter completed!