Chapter 232

He hoped he could understand it, but unexpectedly, this guy understood it, but what he understood was not his own fault and superficiality, but the use of force to recover face.

The guardian saluted respectfully and said, "master, rahan is going to pack now. If I don't find face today, I don't need you to drive me away. I have no face to stay here."

The West ancient elephant master was stunned and sighed deeply.

After rahan left, Lulu's motorcade arrived.

After getting out of the bulletproof car, Lulu walked in surrounded by the bodyguards. When he saw Xigu, he said, "Hello, master, I'm lulu. I think the state Lord and president have informed the master."

Master Xigu smiled gently, held his hand and said, "I've heard a lot about the name of the general."

Calling him a general is actually more implicit. Where Lulu has been a general, his disciples and grandchildren call him a guru or a living Buddha, which has a strong meaning of divinity. Xigu doesn't want to call him a general. Calling him a general is just a courtesy greeting. Although it makes people feel a little contemptuous, at least he looks fine.

Lulu's heart was a little unhappy and said with a smile, "then please come inside?"

When they arrived at the inner hall, the two sat down opposite each other. Master Xigu was still solemn, while Lulu was a little more casual. People handed a black box to Xigu and laughed at his merchant temperament.

Master Xigu said quietly, "general Lulu is very polite."

Lulu laughed and said meaningfully, "the temple needs to be renovated and the people want to live. We always ask the god Buddha to do things. Of course, we have to do something for the god Buddha. Therefore, don't be polite, master."

Master Xigu took the box, felt the weight of the box at will, smiled and said, "then I will thank the general for the elephant god and the people. If the general has the blessing of the Buddha, I won't bother to pray to the elephant god."

At this point, Xigu stopped talking. Of course, he would not believe that Lulu sent money for no reason. Therefore, he closed his eyes and waited for Lulu's request.

Lulu no longer meant to greet each other, and said with a faint smile: "I hope guru Xigu will prepare an audience seat for me at the next sacrificial ceremony and solemnly introduce me to you. Indeed, this occasion may not be suitable for me, but although our religions are different, our hearts for the people are the same. I hope you can feel my sincere dedication to the people of India. After all, The cooperation and exchanges between the two religions are huge and influential. "

The West ancient elephant master's eyes sank slightly and said for a moment: "the general has said death. Where can I refuse?"

Lulu laughed and said, "master is really a master."

Night, calm.

Although the hotel outside the temple is very clean and tidy, it has no air conditioning. It's really hot. Arle and rusha are used to it. Duanxin can also reduce his body temperature with magic to adapt to the environment, but Wucheng is noisy.

Although his people are cold, they are also afraid of the heat.

So he simply climbed up the tree. The top branch was not thick enough to bear dozens of kilograms, but he lay strangely safe.

He didn't move. He didn't even smell of people. Even a poisonous snake who suddenly climbed felt that he was just another branch.

Then it wrapped around him.

He still doesn't move.

The moonlight was like silver and spread on the deserted street. The images of the two Taoist priests were ghosts integrated into the moonlight and shot at Arle's room without making any sound.

Wu Cheng opened his eyes and shot down.

The two figures came quickly, but suddenly stopped in the hotel courtyard, because they found a strange phenomenon, that is, there were more figures in the empty courtyard, as if they suddenly appeared, and as if they had been poking in the heart of the courtyard, which was strange and never like a person.

He had a white snake around his neck and a knife in his hand.

Both of them were subconsciously shocked, and their murderous eyes focused on Wu Cheng. From his eyes to his snake, from his snake to his knife, their eyes were cold. They knew that the person in front of them was not the goal of tonight, but the person in front of them was definitely the biggest obstacle to tonight's action.

They were like hungry wolves who saw elephants. They flashed a struggle on their faces and wanted to put down the blocked ucheng, but they smelled invincible in ucheng's eyes, but if they withdrew, it would be difficult to reply to the master.

When they hesitated, Wucheng had opened his mouth coldly: "leave the hand holding the knife and kill!"

Poor words broke all their hesitation and felt that the man's dignity was seriously provoked. They looked at each other and rushed to Wucheng. The knife in their hand was as cold as lightning.

Wu Cheng stared like a dead man, with contempt frozen in the corners of his mouth.

He took a small step forward, and the broken knife in his hand slid obliquely upward in an arc, which seemed to be an attack, but somehow he came to the eyes of the two people. The two people were surprised at the same time and waved their knives left and right to Wucheng.

Wucheng has never been tolerant and never gives his opponent a way to live. His knife flashed again and passed through their wrists. The knife without blade clearly heard the bone scraping sound. The two men looked down and saw that their wrists had become flesh and blood blurred. Looking up at Wucheng's face, they showed admiration and fear in their eyes, and hurried back after screaming.

But they are fast and Wucheng is faster.

The seemingly slow hand, but with the accompanying terrorist effect, Wu Cheng's simple forward stabbing action first smashes their thoughts of escape, and then life and consciousness.

The two men fell back and forth. Before they struggled to stand up, they saw that Wucheng had come near. They opened their mouths to express what they wanted, and even sold their master to seek a way to live. But finally they found that Wucheng didn't care about their identity and origin. For him, those who rashly stepped into this small courtyard were enemies and damned people.

After the tip of the knife enters the meat, there is an endless flow of blood.

Wu Cheng didn't even look. He stood up and ran back to the tree.

By dawn, the blood had dried up and the body smelled slightly. The first one who exclaimed was the waiter of the small hotel, then the boss, and then all kinds of tourists. When Duan Xin came out of the room, he saw the boss sitting on the ground and said, "dead, dead, I'm finished."

Who died?

The boss murmured, "it's from the temple."

"Master..."

At this time, rahan knelt in front of master Xigu's leg with tears on his face and said, "I've seen that those boys are villains. Now they really killed people. Pity the two younger martial brothers, ah..."

Even though master Xigu knew he was adding fuel and vinegar, he was still quite shocked by the incident. Rahan had no ability to understand, but they were both his disciples. They didn't dare to be one of the best, but they were absolutely not bad. How could they be killed in one move?

Rahan said, "the two younger martial brothers heard about their wild behavior in the temple. They were worried about their misconduct in sacrifice. They just wanted to investigate their origin."