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Chapter 899: A dog is a dog, it can't change the habit of eating shit

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"You want to kill me, dream on! No one can kill me! No one! Even the Emperor can't. Just you, wanting to kill this old man, go practice for another ten years!"

Liaochen suddenly went crazy, his body swelled, and mist rose!

What the hell is this!

Chen Guanlou retreated abruptly, covering his mouth and nose!

That suddenly rising mist, one look told him it wasn't anything good; it was one hundred percent poisonous!

Liaochen, the old thief, actually still had this life-saving trick up his sleeve. He was worthy of being a former great demon; he had endless tricks.

When the mist dissipated, where was Liaochen's figure? The old sinister thief had taken the opportunity to escape!

"If you want to escape with your life, you have to see if I agree!"

As the saying goes, take advantage of his illness to take his life!

Right now, Monk Liaochen was severely injured, which was the perfect time to take his life. If he missed this village, there wouldn't be this shop. Once Monk Liaochen healed his injuries, wanting to kill him again would be extremely difficult.

Chen Guanlou knew the importance of seizing the opportunity. Without any hesitation, he opened his five senses and tracked the scent of blood all the way into the interior of Daxiang Temple.

The monks of Daxiang Temple were all sleeping soundly; even if the sky fell and the earth cracked, they wouldn't wake up. It looked like they had either been drugged into a deep sleep or it was Wei Wubing's method, causing people to fall into a deep sleep out of thin air.

This actually made it convenient for him to find people.

Opening his five senses completely also had a bad side. The entire Daxiang Temple was filled with the scent of Monk Liaochen. Coupled with the heavy sandalwood scent further masking the faint smell of blood, it actually interfered with the progress of finding the person.

Daxiang Temple was very large, at least three to five times larger than an average temple.

He chased all the way to the back courtyard's guest rooms, but suddenly lost Monk Liaochen's tracks.

The person seemed to have disappeared on the spot!

No matter how he searched, he couldn't find a single clue.

Could it be...

Hehehe...

Based on his years of experience watching novels and movies, either Liaochen knew the 'disappearing on the spot' technique, or he could fly, instantly flying a hundred or ten thousand miles, or there was a secret room or cellar in the guest room.

The first two were ruled out; the greatest possibility was a secret room.

Finding a secret room, he was good at that! The more inconspicuous the thing, the more likely it was to hide a mechanism or secret passage.

First, he went outside to measure the building area of the guest room with his footsteps, then entered the room to measure the indoor area, looking for suspicious walls, floor tiles... looking for mechanisms and secret passages.

He shouted into the room: "Senior Liaochen, things have come to this, why must you fear death? Do you still want the reputation of an enlightened high monk? You keep saying you aren't afraid of death and can face it with equanimity at any time, but now you are putting on an act, hiding to escape with your life.

Tsk tsk... Saying one thing and doing another behind people's backs, do the monks of Daxiang Temple know your true face? Do the people of the world know you are a former great demon who ate people? Daxiang Temple must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck to take in a great demon like you.

I thought you were truly repenting and turning over a new leaf, but I didn't expect it was all fake. For all these years, you old man have been acting; don't you feel tired? Come out, come out and let's end it once and for all; from now on, you won't have to continue living a double life."

Of course, there was no response!

Monk Liaochen had finally managed to hide; how could he fall for it?

Chen Guanlou was not in a hurry; the night was long, and there was plenty of time.

Wei Wubing was busy cleaning up the crazy Zhou Mobai and naturally couldn't look after Liaochen.

He could slowly mess around and slowly search.

"Senior, back under the pine tree, did you want to kill me? Suck my blood, eat my flesh? Could it be that you have the same temperament as Senior Zhou and practiced the same evil technique, relying on blood-sucking to recover quickly? Why haven't I heard of this kind of technique? Could it be that back in the ancient tomb palace, you also had gains and found evil cultivation techniques?"

Anyway, opening his brain, of course, he had to think about things others dared not think about and say things others dared not say.

Zhou Mobai had his "Ascension Record," yet he still ran off to suck human blood; that wasn't normal.

The "Ascension Record" was absolutely an upright cultivation technique, with no suspicion of being evil. He had personally verified it; for so many years, he had absolutely never had the urge to suck blood or eat people for even a single moment.

It was just that the early stage of cultivation was too perverted and life-threatening!

If it weren't for the Longevity Dao Fruit, he wouldn't even have been able to get started.

However, with Zhou Mobai's cultivation, there was no reason he couldn't get started. Since he had started and seen the mystery of the "Ascension Record," why did he still run off to suck human blood?

It must be because the Zhou surname had obtained a new and extremely bizarre technique. It had immediate effects, which prompted the Zhou surname to abandon the "Ascension Record" and turn to practicing evil techniques.

Where did he get the evil technique?

The greatest possibility was the palace, the early ancient tomb of the Great Yu. It was thrilling and exciting; he and Zhang Daohe had only caught a glimpse of a corner of the palace. The vast palace must still hide many unknown secrets.

He took Zhang Daohe on the most correct and safest route. Others, who took the wrong path, with Grandmaster cultivation, naturally had the ability to break through the barriers and at the same time see the other side of the palace: strange, vicious, sinister...

A mere evil cultivation technique was not surprising for the palace.

"Senior, you must be very hungry now! Why not come out, and we can sit down and discuss. Everything can be discussed; don't be stubborn!"

Chen Guanlou touched and tested the furnishings in the room one by one, trying to find where the mechanism was.

"Senior, do you not trust me? Haven't you heard of my reputation? I am the most particular about credibility; as long as I promise something, I will never go back on it. I keep my word. Back then, I could help the evil cult leader Zhang Daohe, and now I can also put aside my prejudices and help you."

Still no response or movement.

Chen Guanlou touched the eyes of the person in the portrait and was immediately overjoyed. He pressed the wall at the position of the portrait's eyes, and the ground slowly opened, revealing a tunnel.

The old thief actually dug a tunnel in Daxiang Temple.

Awesome!

Without the slightest hesitation, he lit a torch and decisively went down the tunnel.

As soon as he entered the tunnel, the entrance above his head slowly closed.

This mechanism technique, if he didn't go to dig graves and build tombs, it would really be a pity.

Following the tunnel forward, the tunnel was dug very deep, the space was slightly cramped, but the height was enough for an adult man to walk upright.

Moving forward, he silently calculated the time.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, he finally arrived at a stone room.

At a glance, he saw Liaochen, the old sinister thief, sitting cross-legged on a stone bed. On the ground were several young corpses, both male and female.

Chen Guanlou clicked his tongue: "You actually do the same thing as Zhou Mobai. So many years have passed, and you've read so many Buddhist scriptures, but a dog is a dog; you still can't change the habit of eating shit. However, I'm curious, why did you frame the Zhou surname and throw the corpses in densely populated areas? What good does it do you to blow up the case and alarm all the major yamen?"

"What do you know! One mountain cannot hold two tigers! Either I die or he perishes! The Zhou surname acts too flamboyantly and will be exposed sooner or later. It's better to add fuel to the fire and let him perish sooner! It's just that I didn't expect he would... he would actually be able to injure me!"

When Monk Liaochen spoke of being defeated by Zhou Mobai, the hatred in his heart couldn't be hidden at all. More of it was unwillingness to accept it!

Why!

Why was the Zhou surname stronger than him?

He was unwilling to accept it! ===== CHAPTER 900 =====

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