"Amitabha, this temple is a pure place for Buddhism. I don't know what the donor came here?"

When Lu Hong knocked on the door of Baima Temple, the old monk who was welcoming guests was still asking questions slowly.

Lu Hong pretended to be impatient: "It's been so now, and why are you pretending to behave? I was killed by Lu Hong after returning to the underworld cave. Where else can I go if I don't escape here?"

The old monk still said suspiciously: "You are the only one who escapes?"

Lu Hong said: "Of course it's not all, what? You have to come with them to take refuge? Since that's the case, I'm waiting here."

"No, don't, please come in, please come in",

It is a very secret thing to contain corpse-driven people in Baima Temple. Although it was night, no one could pass by here. If someone saw a corpse-driven person at the entrance of Baima Temple, it would be troublesome.

Besides, this man was covered in blood and his face was covered in mud, which was indeed not like a fake. He opened the door and invited him in.

Lu Hong stepped into the hall in the middle, and the old monk was so scared that he hurriedly took his hand and said, "Donor, please come with me to the side hall. After you have identified your identity, you will write a post to send you to a safe place to hide."

"Hmph, trouble",

Although he said so, his body followed him to the side hall honestly.

There are only three Buddhas in this side hall, and all the tributes such as fruits and melons on the Buddha's table were available. After the old monk walked to the Buddha statue, he turned a small Buddha on the base, and a secret door opened on the wall, and an authentic tunnel was visible inside.

The old monk took a red candle and lit it, and walked in front with the candle.

Lu Hong walked casually behind. After walking for more than ten steps, he saw a candlelight flashing in front. After walking for more than ten steps, he saw the end of the tunnel suddenly open, which was a spacious underground world.

The underground was quite spacious, but there was nothing but a few corpse-drivers who sat or stood, and looked empty; a young man who looked like a scholar was lying on the desk and was talking to him one by one.

"Which hole is brother?"

"Honey nest? What's the name? Who is the teacher?"

"It turns out that it is under Jiufeng Sect, but what certificates are there?"

The ferocious-looking Touta spoke while smelling the scent on the corpse-driver, and his words were polite.

The corpse-driver took out a bone flute, and the evildoer took it and looked over and over again. After sure, he handed it to him: "Brother, please be careful not to be impatient. After this post is written, let the young monk who is leading you to take you to the Three Buddha Cave. No matter how powerful Lu Hong is, he will definitely not be able to find the Three Buddha Cave."

The corpse-driver thanked him and waited for a while. The gloomy scholar handed the written post to Toutuo. Toutuo waved to the side, and the young monk who was leading the corpse-driver to the darkness. A slight sound of opening the door came. Lu Hong saw a small door behind him, but he didn't know whether it was directed to the Three Buddha Cave or another.

"Donor, please wait here",

The old monk took him here and then came out of the cave.

Lu Hong waited quietly in the corner. It was his turn not long after. He walked to the evil head Tuo, and head Tuo still asked, "Which hole is brother?"

Lu Hong replied: "Return to the Yin Cave Sang Chu",

"It turns out it's Brother Sang. I wonder whom Brother Sang is under? But what certificates do you have?"

Lu Hong said: "The teacher is Zhang Liu, this is his four-cornered hukou."

Zhang Liu is the master of Huiyin Cave. He just died under his sword not long ago, and the four-cornered husk used by Zhang Liu to control the corpse was also obtained by him.

The head of the head took the four-cornered hu, but hesitated a little.

He was familiar with the nine sects of Dasheng Pass, the thirteen branches and the thirty-six Yin lands, so he naturally knew Zhang Liu, but he didn't know how many disciples there were under Zhang Liu's sect. Zhang Liusheng was casual in nature, and sometimes he would just pick up a disciple to teach some tricks when he was happy. It can be said that half of the people who returned to Yin Cave were his disciples.

These four-cornered Hu are Zhang Liu's natal magic weapon, but I have never heard of him passing this magic weapon to anyone.

The smell on his body is completely different from that of ordinary corpse drivers. Because he deals with corpse for many years, the corpse drivers usually have a rotten smell; over time, the smell cannot be washed off. Although the bloody smell on this person's body is mixed with corpse gas, it does not have that rotten smell at all.

Tou Tuo felt suspicious and asked again: "Do you have a stone token to return to Yin Cave?"

"Of course,"

Lu Hong took out the stone tablet from his waist.

Toutuo took the stone tablet and looked around. Suddenly, a sense of anger arose in his eyebrows. He didn't answer. He stretched out his two fingers with his right hand and penetrated into Lu Hong's eyes like a blade.

This blow came very suddenly, and Lu Hong would not take his life to take risks. He cut his palm knife into the wrist with four fingers.

With a sound of "Peng", the head Tuo's wrist was as hard as a stubborn stone. Lu Hong's palm knife could not cut it, but his two fingers could not be stabbed anymore. The head Tuo immediately closed his fingers and clenched his fists, and punched Lu Hong's face. After being blocked, he then attacked several times. The fist as big as a casserole faced Lu Hong. After more than ten punches, Lu Hong's palm was shaken on the forehead. He staggered back a few steps, lifted the teachings and stepped on the wall, and broke a crack on the wall. Then he stopped and shouted: "Four-cornered Hu is right, and the stone token is not wrong, but this skill is wrong. No corpse driving man has such good fist and palm skills, even the little corpse king Shi Wen does not, who are you?"

When the corpse-drivers heard this, Huo De stood up and looked at Lu Hong with vigilance.

The scholar who was writing quickly at the desk also raised his head, dipped the tip of the brush with ink, and the ink immediately solidified on the tip of the brush to make it look like a sword.

Seeing that his identity was discovered, Lu Hong smiled faintly and wiped away the mud on his face, and said with a smile: "Who else would come here to take advantage of the troubled waters?"

"Lu Hong...",

The evil-headed man frowned and reached out to take off the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, while the corpse-drivers became at a loss.

"Who are you? White Horse Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, and it practices the authentic Buddhist mental method. Your ways are not yin, yang is not yang, right is not right, evil is not evil."

"Hmph, Lu Hong, our White Horse Temple and Wuji Dao Palace have always been in trouble with the river. Today, you are provoking first."

Lu Hong smiled and said, "Provocation? This sect has issued an order long ago. Those who dare to hide the corpse-driver without authorization are to be enemies of my Wuji Taoist Palace. If you want to provoke, it is your White Horse Temple that provokes me Wuji Taoist Palace."
Chapter completed!