Chapter 1189

On the other side of the temple, there were also people around.

There were people in all directions. After they gathered around, they were waiting in silence. Yu Gu Bei stepped out from the other side, patted the dust on his hands and said to himself, "I've given song yean enough face."

As soon as they got here, they immediately met song yean's little four and made sure that before Ruan Shishi came in, they were hiding outside, intending to wait until they left.

After all, there are so many people around them that even flies can't escape.

As soon as they left, Yu Gubei couldn't bear it. He led people directly to break through the door and entered the Buddhist temple.

When Abbot Zhenyuan heard the voice, he immediately came to see the uninvited guest at the door. He frowned slightly and looked severe. Before he could speak, Yu Gubei, who was in the front, took the lead in saying, "master, we are passing by thirsty and want to have a cup of tea. Is it convenient?"

Abbot zhengse of Zhenyuan looks at each other several times more than the total number of people in his own hospital, which is obviously not passing by.

He said in a slightly cold voice, "tea is OK, but there are too many distinguished guests. We may not have enough tea cups in our courtyard."

Yu Gubei smiles and walks forward. "It doesn't matter. Just give me a drink."

The abbot said word by word, "then ask other VIP to leave the courtyard. Our place is too crowded to accommodate so many people."

Smell speech, Yu Gu North frowned, and then looked at the old monk in front of him. Although he was not young, he also had an aura, with a bit of tenacity.

A moment later, he smiles with relief, then raises his hand to let his men step down and drink a cup of tea with the abbot.

Before he finished his tea, he went straight to the point, "abbot, I came here not just for a cup of tea. I heard that one of my friends lives in the yard. Can you show me?"

Hearing this, the abbot, with his face as usual, said slowly, "what's the name of your good friend? There are very few people here. I'll know as soon as you mention it."

Yu Gubei shakes his head. "He is not a monk. His name is Yu Yimo."

The abbot shook his head calmly, "there is no such person in our yard."

Smell speech, Yu Gu North eye ground quickly flashed a trace of chill, "in this case, I let people to search, if found out, don't blame me impolite."

The abbot frowned. Before he could speak, Wu en, the old monk beside him, said, "we don't allow outsiders to search here at will!"

As soon as he finished, he was suddenly held down by Yu Gubei's people. He wanted to resist. When he saw Abbot Zhenyuan shaking his head at him, he didn't move.

Abbot Zhenyuan took a long breath, and his eyes were somewhat detached, fearless and tolerant. He said in a low voice, "go and search."

Since Yu Yimo lived with him and learned his identity, he guessed that such a storm would come sooner or later. Sure enough, it came at last.

Yu Gubei's people turned over the small Buddhist temple, but they didn't find anything. The last one came quickly and said something in Yu Gubei's ear. In an instant, the expression on his face became gloomy.

He turned to Abbot Zhenyuan and asked in a cold voice, "he's already gone?"

Zhenyuan didn't answer. He looked up at the front, recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and turned a deaf ear to Yu Gubei's words.