There are ventilation ducts on the first two floors, making it very easy to enter.

Although there is no third layer, as long as there are gaps, wind can get in.

In a simple small secret room, there is a metal welded iron shelf on the wall facing the door, with various items placed in the shape of a pyramid.

At the top is a dark jar, which can be regarded as the spire of the pyramid. Next to it is a white bone product that looks like a pill. Next to the bone product is half a yellowed book.

On the third floor at the bottom, there is a booklet with a blue cover without a title, eighteen walnut-sized skull bracelets, and half a stick of residual incense.

"You need to find someone to understand what's inside."

The man in the suit definitely couldn't do it. When the other party made a move in the third-floor box, he was no less imposing than Zhang Yue. He should be a figure like a guru. If both parties really wanted to make a move, he might not be able to stop him if he transformed into a twenty-meter golden giant.

In this way, the goal is clear.

Gaochun!

The other party is the confidant of the man in the suit and must know many secrets.

"The last thing you need is a mage."

A mere novice or bhikkhu is obviously not enough to be trusted by others.

If it were He Zhao from before, he would not necessarily have captured him silently without making any big noise.

However, after swiping the copy of the Buddhist Exhibition Hall, he has many more methods than before.

"The decision is yours."

"Return."

As soon as the words fell, the world came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated.

Shuxiangya County, bedroom on the third floor, time display——[06:30:05].

"No rush, I remember it was about 7:30 in the evening. Gao Chun went to the billiards hall on Xishuang Road. Well, I stopped him after school."

Wash, eat, go to school.

Go home on time before five o'clock in the afternoon.

At seven o'clock sharp, he went downstairs and started the car, heading to Gao Shopkeeper's only road.

Wujiao Street, corner.

Stop the car, take out the spare tire and put it on the ground, remove one of the four wheels, and place tools all over the floor.

Disguise√!

The other half of the road unfortunately caught up with the road construction, and only the remaining intact half can only accommodate one car.

When Gao Chun came in, he showed the other party what it means to have a sinister heart.

Fifteen minutes later, a dilapidated van came around the corner.

"Didi!!"

"Brother, please help me. My tire is punctured. It's a bit difficult to change the tire by myself."

Someone with evil intentions took out two hundred dollars from his pocket.

Normal people would not be unhappy as long as they are not pressed for time.

After all, you only earn a few bucks after working a day at work.

In response, Gao Chun did not refuse and got out of the car with a smile.

Spending 200 yuan to instruct a mage to help with the work, the people in the ancestral branch of Bufa Temple knew that they had to jump around.

Is our status so cheap?

When Gao Chun bent down, he felt that the soil under his feet was a little soft.

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"puff--"

When his whole body sank downwards, his back suddenly hurt, and a thick Vajra pestle was inserted with a pop.

As a result, it was as if someone had cast a restraining spell on my whole body, and only my eyes and lips could move.

"Brother, I have a few things to ask. How about you take your Yangguan Road and I cross my single-plank bridge?"

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silence.

Seeing this, He Zhao took out two photos from his pocket, one of his wife and child named Gao.

"I heard that you got divorced a month ago?"

Gao Chun's eyes immediately changed.

"No harm will come to the wife, children, and children. This is purely what Jianghu people say to comfort themselves. Not to mention the so-called Jianghu affairs in the past, people who appeared in movies and TV dramas, and several family members have died well. Boss Gao, you don't want anything to happen to your wife, right?"

For a moment, he felt that he had committed a heinous crime, just like the evil repairman who threatened the hostess in a short movie played by two or three people.

"Excuse me."

"On the third floor of Wang Zhao's basement, there is a black jar. What is in it?"

"I don't know the specific function of the Mahayana Buddha's head. I only know that it is very precious, and this blood sacrifice should be to revive it. As for what happened after the revival, he didn't say."

"You've learned how to answer quickly."

Wu Renzhao smiled, things went smoothly unexpectedly.

"Since you have found me and know what is in the three underground floors, there is no need to keep hiding some things, because you must know it, otherwise you would not capture me."

"Half of a yellowed book, a pamphlet with no name in a blue cover, a bracelet with human heads the size of eighteen walnuts, and half a stick of residual incense."

"The book should be the Mahayana Mahayana sect. Unfortunately, only half of it was recovered. As far as I know, there are not many handprints recorded in it. The booklet with blue cover is a roster of people in the Mahayana sect in Shangyang City.

to control them.

The head bracelet is the magical weapon of our team. The detailed function is not clear. I am at most a second-in-command with no rights. If I am to be honest, I am actually just a thug who acts as the second-in-command but does dirty work.

.

Half a stick of residual incense, Wang Zhao once said, it is said that his master snatched it from the altar table dedicated to Mahayana Buddha. As for the effect, he still didn't tell me."

After a pause, Gao Chun looked hesitant, and then his heart skipped a beat.

"You seem to have missed one thing. There is a Gabala spiritual bone rosary on it. Master Wang Zhao fought hard to get extra ones back then. I have been studying it for more than ten years, but I still can't figure out its usefulness.

It is said that not long ago, there was also a Gabala spiritual bone rosary in the Shangyang Buddhist Exhibition Hall. Wang Zhao paid someone to steal it, but he never expected that it was a trap and everyone fell into it."

"His master didn't say how to use it?"

"Dead! He barely managed to make it to Shangyang City and handed the things to Wang Zhao. He couldn't hold on for a breath and passed away."

"Be honest, tell me in detail what the Mahayana sect is going to do, and the list of remnants you know. I need their names, occupations, and home addresses. If you need to mention one less, or if the number doesn't match what I know, you can

Eat the good fruit."

After the words fell, a certain famous wolf killer turned on his cell phone to record.

Who these days still cuts words from newspapers and glues them into letters?
Chapter completed!