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【2783】Articulate

"The owner of the villa house is bigger, I bought it many years ago. As for the photo of the person just came out, I have taken it to investigate. There is no result for the time being, but I am sure that I am not an ordinary person, either a black tiger or a military member. I don't have that great ability to investigate the military membership. Also, when people sleep in the future, can I not be so troublesome? I originally asked to help you once, but I have helped you many times. With so much information and information, I didn't kill Wang Ying, but I almost got someone to deal with it. To be honest, I'm embarrassed for you. I feel that it's not worth it for me, the brothers in the intelligence team. This is all the information I sacrificed for my life, and I'll use it for you group of waste." "Prophet Bird, do you believe it or not, say another word. I'll go to your ruined temple and tore you into the sea to feed the fish? I swear."

These words were constantly replaying in the whole yard, and these little novice monks were also staring at Wang Ying opposite him. After a moment, the sound of the play ended. Wang Ying pointed at himself, "That, the one they talked about, Wang Ying, who was not killed, is me." He had white hair and smiled and pointed at himself. "As for the dilapidated temple they mentioned, it must be wrong. It is not a dilapidated temple, but a Buddhist holy land, but that temple is here. The recording positioning during the call was determined here, and I followed this positioning and chased here all the way."

"Everyone understands it, there are many disturbances. This prophet bird has repeatedly provided information to people to harm me, and it's not a day or two, a year or two, and many of my brothers have an accident, and it has something to do with this grandson. I have a grudge and debt. I am so furious today. When I come here, I must catch this bird. I have to meet people and die. If I go smoothly, I will leave immediately and donate a temple to you again, which is more than three times larger than the current scale. My Wang Ying said that I can do it, but if I can't catch this bird, I'm sorry, everything that happens next will be out of my control. My Wang Ying can become a Buddha or become a demon."

When Wang Ying said the last time, his tone and expression on his face also changed significantly. At this time, Wang Ying, with the golden silk eye socket, no longer had a trace of gentleness. He stood there with a rainbow of momentum, giving people a feeling of being no longer friendly, but instead became a bit ferocious, more like the surging flames of hell, which made many people take a step back unnaturally, and they were more or less afraid. Everyone was curious and surprised, what kind of existence this Wang Ying was and why it puts such great pressure on people, both good and evil.

At this moment, the temple host stood in the middle of the crowd and spoke, "We don't have the prophet bird you want here. The prophet bird has already run away. Although I don't know what he looks like, he always wears a mask, you have also seen the secret passage in the room of the prophet bird. In addition, there are many people here, and the total number of people in the temple is about fifty-seven. Now the total number is less than fifty. The remaining people are no longer there. You should go to find them and look for prophet birds from among those people. We usually look up and see people who look down, and many people don't know the existence of the prophet bird at all. If you kill us all, it will be useless."

"Don't be fooled, don't talk nonsense, your three and a half years old IQ is lying to me?" At this time, Wang Ying turned his face and looked like a gangster. "They may not know who the Prophet is, but you will never know who the Prophet is. The Prophet is not a fool. He hides here, eats and drinks, and has no one to do anything for him. He cannot do it alone. He has no trusted subordinates. He will definitely have a few trusted subordinates. He is the senior management here, so he can live here again. You have a close relationship with him and is responsible.

Provide him with all the cover, and there will be a few people around you who are loyal to you. You are responsible for taking care of each other, hiding and serving the prophet bird. All the little novice monks under you must not know the existence of the prophet bird, but they know that there is a forbidden area behind the temple that prohibits anyone from entering at will. The prophet bird must have done many evil things and done too many bad things. So now it is time to worship Buddha and burn incense every day, and then try to reduce his sins, but his sins are too many, and he will not only reduce them."

"As for those people you said to run away, that's certain. There were indeed more than a dozen people who ran away. Some of them ran away from the secret passage of the Prophet Bird's room, and the other part ran away from all directions. That's so interesting. If they ran away, why didn't everyone cover the Prophet Bird to run alone? They still had to run like this? The main reason for running like this, to put it bluntly, is it just to disperse people? Give the real Prophet Bird a chance to run. After all, no one knows what he looks like, but don't worry, I've surrounded this entire mountain. I don't believe in the secret passage here. He can dig through a whole mountain and run outside. It's open to run outside, and I'm also a man.

I chased afterwards, and I was waiting to catch them. But I think all this is an illusion. The prophet bird is still in the temple and among you. Moreover, you are not the so-called "I have never seen the prophet bird". You must have seen the prophet bird and know who the prophet bird is. It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I always have a way to tell you. The Buddhist holy land and the Dharma are boundless. You actually use the Buddha as a cover to cover your secret actions. The sins are so great! You are not worthy of being the host of a temple, and you are not worthy of being a Buddhist disciple! You are all for your selfish desires. The incense money in this temple also makes you and the prophet bird, you two have enough money, right?"

Wang Ying's words were really cruel, every word was heartbreaking. When the temple host heard this, his expression changed immediately. He pointed at Wang Ying, "Wang Ying, don't talk nonsense. What you said are all fart words, it's all nonsense. No one knows who the prophet bird is, and the prophet bird will not let anyone know his face. No one will! No one knows whether those people who run away now are prophet birds? No one knows whether you kill me, and it's useless to kill me! But you can't slander my Buddhist disciples, you are extremely sinful!! We monks do not lie! We have never embezzled any incense money. You blaspheme Buddha, blaspheme gods, blaspheme, blaspheme!" When the host was about to speak, Wang Ying immediately pointed at him from the side and continued to speak.

"I just said you, the prophet bird, and there is no disrespect for the Buddha or the gods. You said I blasphemed the Buddha. Why? Are you saying you are the Buddha? Or the prophet bird? I'm afraid that in your heart, the prophet bird is your Buddha? You have colluded and done so many wrong things and evil things, and you will definitely go to hell after death!"

"Don't you fuck you!" The host yelled angrily, heart-wrenchingly. Wang Ying laughed from the side at this moment. "Look, I was so angry that I was so angry that I had already started to curse people. Why, Buddhism teaches you to curse people like this? And it's better to be in front of you with so many disciples! Don't pretend!"

"Dog Damn Wang Ying!" When the host shouted again, he vomited blood, and then his eyes turned black and he fainted on the ground. His front feet fainted, and many young monks from the temples behind him also passed by, holding the host, and there was a little chaos around him. Fan Xiao spoke from the side at this time, "I'll just deal with him, why bother?"

"We should restrain ourselves in the holy land of Buddhism and do not act casually, so as not to cause others' tranquility." Wang Ying smiled at Fan Xiao. "This prophet bird is indeed capable. At this time, he is still unmoved. This host should be one of the most trusted subordinates of the prophet bird. Perhaps his best brother can't say it well. It's like this, he has no reaction at all, and he has a good attitude to arrest people. If there is no temple now, just a mountain, I will cut all these people and have to dig out his prophet bird. But now, the Buddhist aura is too heavy, and I can't get through the hurdle in my heart." Wang Ying let out a long breath and lowered his head slowly. When he said, Fan Xiao next to him looked indifferent. He smiled slightly, "It's okay, then let me do the rest."

"No." Wang Ying stopped Fan Xiao. "At this time, it's not yours. I'm my own. If you do it, it means I do it. It's not that I dare not do it, but that the hurdle in my heart cannot be overcome." Wang Ying breathed a sigh of relief. "Besides, many little novice monks are indeed innocent. The Buddhist holy land must not be presumptuous. I don't want to harm anyone by mistake."

Wang Ying was particularly firm. Fan Xiao sighed from the side and didn't say anything anymore. He could understand Wang Ying's idea. If you want to do something too extraordinary in this kind of Buddhist temple, it would be bloody and indifferent to people. Wang Ying obviously couldn't do it. Moreover, after Wang Ying vomited blood just now, the four or five little novice monks surrounded him, all looked like they were about twenty years old. They were absolutely impossible for them to be prophets.
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