Chapter 174: Worried About No One Collecting the Body

When He Zangjia rushed to the depths of the temple along the straight passage created by Li Jun.

The Wenpai "Tiger Head" only saw body parts scattered on the ground and a majestic palace that had been demolished to almost only its frame.

call.

A cold wind passed through the hall, blowing the shaky gold lacquer plaque in front of the hall with the four words "Mainxiong Palace" written on it.

With a squeak, the plaque fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

Gululu.

A huge Buddha head rolled out from the dark and lightless hall.

At this moment, the entire Luohan Temple was silent, and even the warning red light shining in the air had been extinguished at some point.

The sound of the Buddha's head rolling all the way was particularly clear, and finally it stopped in front of He Zangjia.

crackle.

Sparks flew everywhere at the fracture. Taking advantage of the sudden firelight, He Zangjia could clearly see the staggeringly precise mechanical structure hidden inside.

"It's a pity that the old bald donkey named Huixin is not young, but his legs and feet are very nimble. I only had time to dismantle their Buddhist host."

In the main hall, two bright stars lit up.

Li Jun's figure walked out of the shadows, half-shirtless, and his body was covered with ferocious bloody mouths.

What shocked He Zangjia even more was the Nuo face covering Li Jun's face.

For some reason, it was already covered with cracks, and it seemed like it would completely collapse in the next second.

"Who is this?"

Li Jun looked at the two young men held by He Zangjia on his left and right hands.

One of them is naturally traveling around, but the other one's face cannot be seen clearly. Judging from the body shape, he is only about eleven or twelve years old.

"Zhou Sheng, Zhou You's younger brother. He rushed into Luohan Temple so desperately today just to rob people."

He Zangjia's face darkened, "But this child was too young when he pledged himself. The three souls were long ago wiped out in the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom, and now only this unconscious body is left."

"Can it be saved?"

"Can't be saved."

"When Zhou You wakes up, how will he accept this reality?"

"I don't know." He Zangjia shook his head, "But the culprit is not dead yet. This kid has hatred in his heart, and he should be able to survive on this anger."

Li Jun sighed and stopped talking.

In fact, Zhou You was lucky, at least he met Li Jun and He Zangjia.

More people like him can only live in the shadow of Buddhism's "honey accumulation" all their lives, struggling day after day for "merit" and "blessings".

But in the end, he can only end up with the tragic end of paying his debts with his own body.

Under the altar of the Main Hall, the tragedy Li Jun saw was almost beyond description in words.

Luohan Temple can support two Buddhas with seven levels of enlightenment with only a few believers. It is natural to imagine where the basis of the Buddhist country's calculation power comes from.

In a temple that was almost a ghost town, Li Jun and He Zangjia each carried a young man on their backs and walked side by side.

"By the way, how did you know that Hui Nan would choose to hold me back at all costs and not give us a chance to escape?"

"Those who are good at gambling will naturally understand people's hearts."

He Zangjia said lightly: "The greed on Hui Nan's face is stronger than those gamblers who bet all their wealth on a desperate gamble. If he is willing to let us go, then I won't have to hang out in Sichuan and Chongqing gambling clubs in the future. ”

"What's more, Hui Nan and the abbot of Luohan Temple hiding behind him are not really working together. They fight among themselves in the face of the enemy and seek death."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and heard He Zangjia continue to say: "That old bald donkey is really insidious, but Hui Nan is also a fool. Do you really think that with a little computing power, I can fight with you head-on?"

"In my opinion, this monk Hui Nan didn't live a well-off life in Luohan Temple before. He finally grasped some authority in the Buddhist kingdom, but he doesn't know how high the sky is."

This flattery is so comfortable to shoot.

Li Jun smiled softly, "You took such a big risk to enter the game today and bet your own life just to flatter me?"

He Zangjia's step froze, "Brother Jun, did you see it?"

“It’s not like my brain is all about muscles.”

"Brother Jun is indeed a wise man with extraordinary wisdom. I still can't hide this little trick from you."

He Zangjia chuckled, "To put it bluntly, I, He Zangjia, am a gambler. In my opinion, this world is a gamble, and everything I say and do is nothing more than betting. But this time I don't want to make a profit, and I want to win justice.”

He Zangjia pursed his lips, glanced at the unconscious young man behind him from the corner of his eye, and his tone softened, "Besides, I like this boy Zhou You very much."

Li Jun was silent for a moment. While He Zangjia's calmness made him feel astonished, the trace of dissatisfaction in his heart about being plotted also disappeared.

He is not willing to be friends with hypocrites, but he is willing to be friends with true villains.

Li Jun asked with a smile: "The host named Huixin is not dead. My identity has been completely exposed. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble next. Aren't you afraid of being implicated?"

Seeing the smile on Li Jun's lips, He Zangjia breathed a sigh of relief.

"It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid, but since it's a gamble, the best situation is to have a 50-50 gain and loss. I can still bear this risk."

"Besides, this is Chongqing Prefecture. How can those Buddhas and Taoists come all the way here to kill me? Besides, I am also the face of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club, and I have the title of 'Eight Generals of a Thousand Doors' on my head. ”

Li Jun said solemnly: "It's actually not worth it."

In fact, in his opinion, the risks of He Zangjia's relationship with him far outweighed the benefits.

Perhaps the only thing I can do is to help him kill people.

But those people dared to touch Zhao Qingxia, who was a member of the Tianzhi Society, let alone a mere "Tiger Head" card of the Sichuan and Chongqing Gambling Association?

If you lose your life, what is the point of pursuing these external things?

"Once you buy it, you have to let it go. That's the rule of the casino. It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not."

He Zangjia raised his hands behind his back and put the boy who was about to slip back on his back.

"I guess you must think that I am friends with you just to get you to help me kill people, right?"

Li Jun did not comment, but said lightly: "I have a bad temper and always help my relatives instead of others."

"If I am not greedy, it would be a lie."

He Zangjia said to himself: "People in the farming family sequence pay attention to hard work and gain, and they improve slowly with their feet on the ground. But the world of Chongqing Prefecture will not give you the opportunity to move up step by step."

"I am optimistic about Zhou You because I have lived through the days he has lived. But he may not be able to bear the things I have experienced."

"In order to get this 'tiger head' card now, I have killed many people and offended many people. Being friends with you, brother Jun, may help me to use the name of Wu Qi's dictator to improve my own card."

He Zangjia said word by word, "But what I am more afraid of is that one day I die and no one will come to help me collect my body."