"Yes, master, this fake monk is just a secret whistle." Najiatu corpse said in a voice.
"Oh, it seems that he is going to take us to meet their leader. He is going to detain us here. You are smart, don't do it without my orders." Jiang Fan said in a voice transmission.
Jiang Fan wanted to know the whereabouts of the monk Dabei Temple, the most important thing was the whereabouts of the old monk Fei Kong, and Jiang Fan wanted to know who these people were.
"Yes, master, I will see your gestures when I am young." Najiatu Corpse said voice.
The two followed the monk's dressed man to the back mountain of Dabei Temple. There was a stone gate on the back mountain. The monk's dressed man pressed the mechanism and rumbling, the stone gate opened, revealing a slanted passage leading to the underground.
"Oh, where does the passage lead here lead to?" Jiang Fan said in surprise.
The man dressed in monk turned his head and looked at Jiang Fan, "This is the underground storage room of Dabei Temple. Our abbot is in the storage room. You can just hand over the money to him."
"Oh!" Jiang Fan nodded and said to himself: "Damn, if I was not wrong, this guy must have taken us to see their heads and forced me to hand over the money."
Oil lamps were lit on the walls on both sides of the passage. Jiang Fan and Najia's corpse walked about ten meters with the monk's dressed man, and a stone house appeared in front of him. The monk's dressed man stopped and pointed at the stone house and said:
"Donor, the abbot is in the stone house. Please come in!"
Jiang Fan and Najia's corpses entered the stone house. More than a dozen people stood on both sides of the house. A middle-aged man with a beard sat at the top. Jiang Fan looked around but found no monk.
He pretended to be surprised and said, "Well, where is the abbot?"
"Haha, I am the abbot, what's wrong with you?" The middle-aged man with a beard sitting at the top looked at Jiang Fan and smiled.
"Brother, this person is going to donate 100,000 talisman silver to rebuild the Dafo Temple!" The man dressed in a monk hurriedly reported.
"What! He wants to donate 100,000 talisman silver to rebuild the Dafo Temple! Oh, that's great, you guys give me the money!" The bearded middle-aged man quickly walked to Jiang Fan and reached out to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan looked at the bearded middle-aged man. This guy was fat, not tall, had a big belly, a little fat head and big ears, and he looked like a bandit.
"Who are you? I have to donate the money to the abbot." Jiang Fan said deliberately surprised.
"Haha, I am the owner of Dafeng Temple. Just give me the money!" The middle-aged man with beard smiled.
Jiang Fan shook his head and said, "I won't donate money if I don't see the abbot."
The middle-aged man with bearded face darkened, "You kid are looking for death! Hand over the money, otherwise you will be killed!" The middle-aged man with bearded showed a fierce look.
Jiang Fan deliberately pretended to be very scared, "Ah, you, who are you? I want to see the abbot!" Jiang Fan deliberately panicked, his body trembling.
Seeing Jiang Fan's fearful look, the middle-aged man laughed out loud, "Haha, if you don't want to die, just hand over the money you have on him!"
"Boy, you plan to donate 100,000 taels of silver anyway, so you can give the money to our elder brother. If our elder brother is happy, maybe let you go!" The man dressed in monk looked at Jiang Fan and said.
Jiang Fan nodded and said, "Okay, I will hand over you the 100,000 tael silver!"
Jiang Fan took out a few silver notes from his arms and handed them to the middle-aged man with a bearded middle-aged man. The middle-aged man with a smile and reached out to pick up the silver notes from Jiang Fan's hand. Suddenly, his ribs became numb and he was stunned.
It's there.
"Oh, what's going on? I can't move anymore!" the middle-aged man with beard exclaimed.
"Hehe, because I lit your acupoint! If you don't want to die, answer me honestly!" Jiang Fan smiled at the bearded middle-aged man.
"Bastard, you dare to threaten me. It's all my people here, you're dead!" the middle-aged man with beard sneered.
"Let our elder brother go, otherwise we will kill you!" The people on both sides immediately surrounded Jiang Fan and Najia Tu corpses.
"Haha, your elder brother is in my hand. As long as they dare to do it, I will twist his head off!" Jiang Fan's hand grabbed the neck of the middle-aged man with a beard and exerted a little force. The beard was in the beard.
The young man screamed immediately.
"Let me go!" The man dressed in a monk rushed towards Jiang Fan.
"Damn it!" Najia Tu Zi raised his foot and kicked the man in the crotch. The man screamed and fell to the ground, turning into a shrimp in pain.
"Uh, brother, I have something to say. What do you want to ask, I will just answer it as it should." The middle-aged man with beard immediately compromised. He found that the other party's servants were so powerful, and he knew that the person in front of him was not simple.
Jiang Fan looked at the people around him and said to the bearded middle-aged man: "If you ask them to retreat, whoever dares to act rashly, I will break your neck."
The middle-aged man with beard immediately said to the people around him: "Go aside and don't get close to them."
Those people were afraid of the rats and could only retreat aside, looking at Jiang Fan and Najia's corpses, "Okay, little brother, my people have retreated." The bearded middle-aged man said to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan nodded, "First of all, tell me, who are you? Why are you in the storage room of Dabei Temple?" Jiang Fan looked at the bearded middle-aged man and said.
The bearded middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but Najia's big hand was placed on his neck. He hurriedly said, "We are bandits from Dongmangshan. When we passed by, we accidentally discovered that there were storage here.
room."
Jiang Fan saw at a glance that the bearded middle-aged man was lying, "Oh, right, then where is this monk from Damei Temple?" Jiang Fan showed a sneer on his lips.
"What monk from Dafeng Temple? When we came here, we didn't see any monk here!" the middle-aged man with bearded face said with a puzzled look on his face.
Jiang Fan looked at the bearded middle-aged man, "Hehe, how dare you lie, stupid, blow up his anus!" Jiang Fan sneered.
"Okay!" Najia Tu Zi smiled happily, and a cracked soul-killing spear appeared in his hand, "Hehe, I like to explode the chrysanthemum the most, let you taste my taste!"
The Rikong Soul-Tao Gun stabbed the middle-aged man with a forceful butt, and with a puff, the Rikong Soul-Tao Gun penetrated into the butt.
Ah! The middle-aged man with beard immediately screamed, and the people immediately exclaimed: "Brother!"
"Hehe, do you still want chrysanthemum tea?" Najia Tu Zi smiled wickedly. He pulled out the cracked soul-snatching gun and pointed it at the butt of the bearded middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man with bearded face was so scared that his face was bloodless, "Oh, no! I'm telling the truth!" The middle-aged man with bearded hurriedly said.
Jiang Fan waved his hand, "I'll give you another chance. If you dare to lie, I will let you never want you to speak!" A sharp look flashed in Jiang Fan's eyes.
The middle-aged man with beard showed horror, "I dare not lie, I must tell the truth." He was so scared that he sweated heavily.
"Then tell me where are the monks of Dabei Temple?" Jiang Fan looked at the middle-aged man coldly and said.
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