Luo Feng can't tell whether the guardians are considered friendly troops now.

Especially when he found that even the abbot of Qingjing Temple, who had a very unruly attitude, turned to look at him, he clearly realized the problem.

If Xinjing is the organizer of this death fight and he is the youngest among these people, it is conceivable that this group of old and weak evil people will definitely regard him as the biggest threat tonight, and may even siege him.

The situation will be completely bad by then.

Fortunately, Luo Feng was about to divert everyone's attention, and the abbot asked him.

"Boy, you are the organizer. What is the 'hunting' method tonight?"

Is this asking him how he fought afterwards?

Luo Feng's thoughts moved and immediately said calmly: "For ten minutes, let's disperse each other. It's actually not interesting to get together."

As soon as he said this, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the people present with trepidation.

The guardian who was closer to him snorted and shook his head and said, "Just say you are cautious. You know you are afraid of my gun. You will hide in the house for ten minutes. What if someone keeps hiding it?"

"Retreat is death."

Unexpectedly, the person who took the call was the abbot.

He fiddled with his hair as bored, his eyes that were not at all turbid, glanced at the others, and said with a pointing finger: "Tonight, none of us will have to choose."

"Yes, we have no choice..."

The abbot's mouth curled up again, he looked up at the night sky above where dark clouds had always condensed but never rained. He narrowed his eyes and the silence of an ear looked a different kind of hideous look under the red lanterns in the yard.

Luo Feng felt the atmosphere gradually becoming strange. He had time to think about it. He saw the monk Zhishui, who was standing on his shoulder, bent down and lit the incense stick on the incense burner, stuffed the other two unlit incense sticks into the arms of the two apprentices, and then turned around and left.

Everyone present was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, everyone came over.

The abbot grinned, revealing his white teeth, and walked towards the direction of the departure of the monk Zhishui in Jingsi and his two shocked and scared eyes.

"Disciple, then the master is gone too?"

Listening to the male-like tone in his ear, Luo Feng resisted his disgust and watched the abbot who had "smile" at him and the guardian, also turned around and sank into the darkness in the distance.

He finally relaxed, glanced at the forest guard who had not moved, turned around and planned to find the man in black who was hiding in the dark.

Who would have thought that he hadn't taken a few steps to find that the guardian was following him!

“…What are you doing?”

Luo Feng frowned and turned around as if impatient.

The guardian ignored his words and continued to walk straight forward.

When he approached a few more steps, the man in black who had been hiding in the dark before simply walked out and pointed his gun at the smiling face of the guardian.

"I knew someone was looking at me with a gun."

The guards didn't even look at the man in black's very serious face. They turned around and looked at Luo Feng, who didn't know how to answer this. They held up the earth gun in their hand and said, "Have you thought about it? According to the rules, if your brother appears here tonight, he will also become one of the participants in the 'hunting'."

“What is ‘hunting’?”

This time, Luo Feng finally didn't have to complain secretly, and the man in black helped him ask the questions he wanted to ask.

As a result, the guards carried the gun on their shoulders and walked casually by the man in black, "You can ask your brother about this."

Well, when Luo Feng sighed heavily when he saw the man in black suddenly turned his eyes to him again.

If he told them that he had lost his memory, could he be fooled through it successfully?

Luo Feng was thinking about what to do next, but the guardian who had just left a few steps suddenly staggered, as if his feet were slipping.

He and the man in black were stunned when they saw the situation.

Before they could figure out what was going on, they heard the low laughter of the forest guards.

"Haha... I just say that you guys are insidious and thought you should have put some poison on the last night, but they still are so inequality."

What does this mean?

Luo Feng and the others were wondering, and the man in black suddenly stared.

He and Luo Feng vaguely saw a figure approaching them in the dark corridor in front of which was not hung with red lanterns.

To be precise, he was walking towards the forest guard who was half-stand-behind the ground with a gun.

After the man appeared in the light range, Luo Feng and the others couldn't help but be stunned again.

It was a middle-aged man they had never seen in the temple. He wore a pair of glasses on his face. He was gentle and looked very ordinary. He belonged to the type that could easily be forgotten even if he looked at him twice.

The man was wearing a black chef's uniform. When he walked over, Luo Feng noticed that he was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, but his whole body felt too ordinary, and he didn't feel the aura of the Qingjing Temple abbot at all.

"Master Xinjing, I heard that you didn't eat the lunch I made for you today. Is the food not suitable for your appetite?"

The middle-aged man walked to the four or five steps in front of the Shoulin man and stopped. Instead of looking at the Shoulin man who was trembling all over, he looked at Luo Feng and the others standing behind in a daze. His tone of speaking was very gentle, like a chef asking for advice from diners.

In a moment!

Luo Feng and the man in black looked at each other in surprise, and both of them immediately understood!

Luo Feng and the others had thought Zhishui was the drug dealer tracked by the man in black. That was because they had ruled out the people in the temple once, but it was not until this moment that Luo Feng realized that they had overlooked one thing.

That is...If the people in this temple are divided into six places, then who cooks the food they eat every day? Who manages the canteen in the temple?

There is only one answer to the question, not only Zhishui’s son, but there are not only 19 people in the temple, but a total of 20 people!

The remaining person who had never shown up before was the person the man in black was looking for this trip to the mountain... His name was "Chef Liu".

"Hehe... Xiao Liu, you are far worse than your senior brother."

Although the flesh on the cheeks was shaking, the forest guard still made a sarcastic laughter intermittently in his mouth.

"Otherwise, there is a big difference between drug traffickers and cooking among you, you guys have no courage and the 'vegetarian dishes' you make are not very good..."

In Luo Feng's solemn eyes, the middle-aged man nicknamed "Chef Liu" turned around and looked at the forest guard who was trying hard to keep his gun on the ground and keep standing.

Then, Luo Feng and the others looked at him calmly raising the kitchen knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife was accurately inserted into the one-eyed eye socket of the guardian. He turned his wrist and raised it. In the night, an inconspicuous ball object was thrown away...
Chapter completed!