"Amitabha Buddha!"
With the echo of the Buddhist chant, a monk dressed in a blood-red kasaya, with a kind face and benevolent eyes, walked out with a grin, full of admiration, "Truly worthy of Director Xiao, even with the monk's extra caution, you still discovered me!"
"Hmph!"
Little Lin snorted coldly, his disdain for monks profound, having seen the true nature of these so-called Buddhist monks at the Hanging Temple, and said icily, "Bald donkey, what are you following us for? Do you want to end up like Luo Feng?"
Monk Xue's face stiffened, a deep unease flashing in his eyes.
The horrifying state of Luo Feng's death was still vivid in his mind!
Monk Xue hastily said with a smile, "Misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding! The monk is nothing like that Luo Feng..."
Xiao Yi said indifferently, "What are your intentions for following me?"
Monk Xue quickly said, "Director Xiao, do you know the purpose and origin of that metal piece?"
"Hmm?"
