Chapter 644

At midnight, a deserted temple in Yanbei, China.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and here was a deserted area, so there was no light at all.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The temple door was tightly closed, but through the gap between the doors and windows, you could see a glimmer of light in it.

In the temple, a fire is lit. A Buddha statue with a height of nearly four meters stands in the center. Because it has been abandoned, the Buddha statue is covered with dust and cobwebs.

On both sides of the Buddha statue are eighteen Arhats with different looks. The eighteen Roland have different shapes, postures and looks. Under the light of the fire, they look ferocious and terrible.

Next to the fire, three men in black night clothes and black masks were gathered.

One of the three is short and fat, the other is tall and thin, and the other is of medium build. The man of medium build also holds a palm sized exquisite wooden box in his hand. It seems that he is the "leader" of the three.

"Click..." the medium-sized man opened the wooden box.

The moment the wooden box was opened, a golden light came out of the wooden box and lit up the whole dilapidated temple in an instant. The golden light contained a very powerful power of Buddhism, but the golden light just flashed away and soon converged

In the wooden box was placed a golden ball the size of a fingernail. The golden light on the golden ball flowed, and the powerful power of Buddhism emanated from it.

This golden ball is a relic.

"Ha ha, things are going really well. I didn't expect us to succeed so easily." The tall and thin man looked at the relic and said with a smile on his face.

"That's natural. Those fools don't know. I've already switched things." The pudgy man stared at the relic, and his eyes were greedy against the fire.

The pudgy man is bald, and there are nine ring scars on his head. He is obviously a monk.

Only the man with the same figure frowned at the relic and said in a deep voice, "this relic is the treasure of your Mahayana temple. Will things go too smoothly?"

After listening to his words, the tall and thin man also frowned, as if thinking about something.

"Boom..." there was a dull thunder outside the temple, which indicated that heavy rain was coming

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, or we'll withdraw." The tall and thin man suggested.

"Now it's going to rain outside, not to mention that it has been abandoned for many years, and no one can find it here." The pudgy monk continued with a smile, "and I've been waiting for this plan for a long time. It's absolutely safe."

He said so, but his eyes were always staring at the relic in the wooden box.

But as soon as his voice fell, a voice came from outside the temple: "is everything safe? Hui Liang thinks too much of himself. "

"What!"

Hearing the sound, their faces changed at the same time, especially the pudgy monk, "Huiliang" was his Buddhist name.

"Pa." With a sound, the medium-sized man closed the wooden box in his hand and put it in his arms.

"What's going on? Isn't this place safe!" The tall and thin man whispered to the pudgy monk around him, and his words were full of questions.

"How do I know!" The pudgy monk bit his teeth.

"This is not the time to fight for this. Hurry up and withdraw!" With a low cry, the medium-sized man took the lead towards the gate of the temple, the only exit of the temple, followed by the other two.

But he just walked to the gate of the temple, "bang!" With a loud noise, the temple door was directly lifted out by a strong force, and hit it hard.

"Drink!" The man of medium stature gave a low cry, the Qi gushed out of the palm, and hit the temple gate with a palm.

The gate of the temple has been old for a long time, and the wood has already been weathered. Under his palm, it directly turned into countless debris and scattered in the dilapidated temple. Then, several cold flashes flashed from outside the temple, and several throwing knives flew to his front door.

His eyes sank, he quickly pressed his hand on his waist and jerked out.

"Miso!" A soft sword came out of its scabbard in an instant, and the soft sword met the throwing knives like a poisonous snake spitting a message.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The soft sword and the Throwing Knife hit each other, and several sparks burst out in the night. They flew out and fell on the ground not far away.

The Throwing Knife just passed, "Hoo!" A stone with a diameter of nearly half a meter and irregular shape flew in from the temple gate.

"Let me do it, strong diamond fist!" The pudgy monk gave a low roar and took a sudden step forward.

A faint golden light flashed on his fist, and a strong and strong internal Qi surged out and hit the stone hard.

"Bang!" With a sound of, the stone was instantly split under the fierce blow of his fist, countless gravel scattered everywhere, and aroused countless smoke and dust

When the smoke dispersed, four figures stood side by side at the gate of the temple.

A man in his forties, wearing a black Zhongshan suit, a national face and full of righteousness, is the leader of the local group, Kang Shengguo.

On Kang Shengguo's left is a thin man about 1.7 meters tall. He is playing with a flying knife in his hand. This man is Deng Xun, who was also one of the members of the local group who performed the task in terera.

On the right hand side of Kangsheng is a king Quan as tall and strong as an iron tower. All three of them have carried out the task of rescuing Dai Xianxue in the small town of terera.

In front of the three, there was a middle-aged monk in a gray monk's robe and a red cassock. The monk's name was Huizhen. Like the pudgy monk, he also came from the Mahayana temple.

Seeing that the retreat was blocked by four people, the three men in black were all ready to fight.

'Hua Hua...' it's pouring rain outside

"Huiliang, I didn't expect you to betray the school, collude with villains and steal the treasure of Mahayana temple!" Hui Zhen stared at the pudgy monk and shouted in a deep voice.

His voice was loud and clear, mixed with thick internal Qi, which surrounded the temple.

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of the way quickly, otherwise don't blame me for ignoring my fellow disciples!" The pudgy monk clenched his fist and whispered.

Before the pudgy monk answered, a voice came from outside the temple door again: "it's so far, where is the same door!"

"Old Xu, why did he come in person?" Kang Shengguo was surprised and said