Chapter 644 (1/2)

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.