This morning, Zhao Zhu drove to an old town, where old apartment buildings were densely built, and narrow paths crisscrossed between the buildings. This was another face of the city.

Zhao Zhu sat in the car, holding soy milk and Xiaolong Baozi in his hand, eating and looking at the situation in the alley in front of him. In half an hour, four or five luxury cars had already driven here. The people inside came down to take a look and then drove away dejectedly. Zhao Zhu knew that these rich people came here to burn incense.

That's right, there is a small temple in the alley, which is about the size of an ordinary residential house. There are no statues in it, only a few picture scrolls, not many novices, only an old monk, who was blind in one eye and lame. He lost one leg, and likes to wear a worn cassock and knock on the same worn-out wooden fish while reciting the scriptures.

These were all told to Zhao Zhu by Zhao Zhu's mother before, and they are anecdotes in a circle, because there is actually no temple in the alley. There is only a garbage dump in it. Go go flies.

However, some people actually found the temple after walking in, and burned incense under the leadership of the lame blind monk. Among them, Zhao Zhu's mother was included. However, burning incense here to petition is not very bright.

Zhao Zhu's mother said that a few people who were fortunate enough to find this temple and burn incense are not very lucky now. There are still a lot of people in this circle who want to burn incense. Most people naturally can't find that place, because they don't know when it will appear in this alley.

Obviously, this temple is not very bright, but its vague state and manifestations attract a large number of upper-class people.

After breakfast, Zhao Zhu took out a box from the car, which contained the formation stone. Chen Hong had been dismembered by Zhao Zhu and sent back to Liaoning by express, but the formation stone of Chen Hong was still left in Zhao. cast here.

It is true that it is impossible for Zhao Zhu to set up such a powerful formation, because he has no foundation in this area at all, but according to the drawings given by Zhu Jianping, the simplest way to guide the formation according to the gourd painting is still completely useless. The problem, after all, Zhao Zhu's mental power has been initially strengthened, and his ability in this regard is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Seeing that there were fewer people around, Zhao Zhu got out of the car with the box, stood at the entrance of the alley, took out the stones and placed them one by one. He placed them slowly and carefully. It took about a quarter of an hour for Zhao Zhu to set the stone, and then stood in the middle of the stone, feeling slightly dizzy, and after overcoming this feeling, he looked into the alley, sure enough Seeing the door of a temple, Zhao Zhu walked straight over like this, walked to the wooden door with a yellow curtain, and knocked gently on the door.

For a long time, no one came to answer the door. Zhao Zhu peeled a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, chewed it twice, and then kicked the door open with one foot. Come on, no one can come to the door.

Walking into the house, Zhao Zhu saw three fragrances rising up, and then, there were more than a dozen hand-painted scrolls hanging in the yard. , everything, and behind the yard, is a small house.

When Zhao Zhu continued to walk inside, a lame and blind old monk came out from the inside wearing a worn cassock. Although the old monk was indeed a disabled person, there was a strange kind of immortal style between his gestures. His original physical disability created an atmosphere of being envied by heaven. These days, you are not ashamed to say that you are a master unless you look a little deficient.

"Amitabha, benefactor, seeing each other is the predestined relationship. You can see our temple and the poor monk again, which proves that there is indeed a relationship between you and me."

The old monk spoke sonorously and powerfully, with a strong voice, giving people a feeling of convincing.

However, Zhao Zhu directly took out a pistol, pointed it at the forehead of the old monk, and sneered: "Go away, you are paralyzed by fate, you put a barrier-breaking eye here, and then regularly let some rich people come in to give incense money, Don't think I don't know about these things."

"Donor, how do you say this?"

"How? You didn't open your eyes today, but I walked in, which is the best proof."

"Uh..." The old monk sighed, "I didn't expect that I would meet someone in the same way."

"I don't want to have a relationship with you, and I have nothing to do with you. My purpose is very simple. Don't you want money, I'll give you money, and you will sell me everything you have on hand." Zhao Zhu said.

"Donor, don't, don't, don't do this." The old monk said with a sad face, "This is what poor monks eat."

"I'll give you money."

"But this……"

"Okay, I won't be difficult for you anymore." Zhao Zhu softened, "But sell me one or two pieces, okay?"

"It's easy to say, easy to say." The old monk also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, the gunshot rang, and the old monk had a bullet hole in his brow, and then he fell backwards with an unbelievable look on his face.

Zhao Zhu put away the gun and walked directly into the room. The decorations in the room were also very simple, including a straw-covered earthenware pot. However, there was an elm wood box, which looked quite conspicuous in the corner. Zhao Zhu stepped forward and opened the box. There were not many things in the box, just a few scrolls of scriptures, a bell and a compass. The compass was still moving. When Zhao Zhu picked it up, he felt as if he was holding a plumb weight. panic.

Zhao Zhu took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Jianping, but the other party never answered. Zhao Zhu changed Xiong Zhiqi and called again, and Xiong Zhiqi answered the phone quickly:

"Hey, Brother Zhao, what's the matter? Did you find the temple?"

"I found it. The array diagram Zhu Jianping gave me is very useful."

"Oh, did you see the bald donkey there?"

"I killed it."

"Fuck, Brother Zhao, you've been a bit stubborn recently. It's not ambiguous to kill people in the real world, and it's even a numbness to kill people."

"Stop talking nonsense, what about Zhu Jianping?"

"He went to school."

"Going to school?"

"That's right, isn't he still in middle school? He's going back to school today. He probably misses a certain female classmate or his female teacher again, and wants to play school drama A~V again."

"Forget it, he's not here for you. Come to the address I told you in the morning."

"Uh, Brother Zhao, why do you want me to come? You have killed the monks, you can take them back when you see what is pleasing to your eyes. Anyway, there is nothing against the sky in that kind of place, at most ancient times. Some of the handed down items are only dozens or hundreds of low-level consumables in the exchange in the group. These days, the real and good things that are circulated outside are very rare~lightnovelpub.net~ The problem is I don't know what is good and what is **** now, come here quickly, I'll wait for you."

"Oh... well, I'll be right here."

Zhao Zhu hung up the phone and walked around the room. Suddenly, he felt a little thirsty. He looked at the water jug ​​in the room. There was only some tea residue left. He licked his lips. Zhao Zhu was going outside to find water to drink. , the big deal went back to his car to get water, he walked out of the house, just as he was walking through the yard and was about to walk out of the gate, he was suddenly stunned, he turned around and looked at the yard behind him, as if something was wrong...

What's wrong?

Zhao Zhu's brows furrowed and he was thinking. Immediately, he opened his eyes and finally realized what was wrong!

What about the corpse!

What about the corpse!

Where did the old monk's body go?

Zhao Zhu ran back to the center of the yard at once. He clearly remembered that he shot the old monk to death, and then threw the body in the yard like this. He didn't clean it up at all.

"What's the matter... Where did you go?"

At this moment, Zhao Zhu's eyes suddenly fell on a painting in front of him. It was one of many paintings hanging in the yard. In the painting, Zhao Zhu saw a man dressed in light blue jeans and black. The young man in the shirt is standing in a yard looking around, and in the painting, the outside of the yard is dark, but it seems that there are many hidden eyes looking at it, with a deep strange atmosphere.

The person in this painting is clearly Zhao Zhu himself!