Chapter 887 Convincing the Old Monk

The old monk did not answer his words. He looked at the villa not far away and said slowly: "Find a safe place first."

"good!"

The three of them left quickly.

A few minutes later, we came to a teahouse.

"Donor Ye should also be here for the relics this time, right?"

After all, this matter has been spread secretly for a long time, and the old monk has no need to hide it, "The relic was originally a Buddhist object. No matter what, I will bring it back to the Shaolin Temple. Please don't interfere, please Donor Ye."

Zhi Xuan was not surprised by the old monk's answer and smiled faintly: "There were at least four waves of people trying to get the relics just now. Even if I didn't intervene, there would still be others who would snatch them away. In this case, how about we join forces? "

"No, even if the two of us join forces, we will still fight over the ownership of the relic in the end, so we should each rely on our own abilities."

The old monk shook his head. Although he had not been in contact with Zhi Xuan for a long time, he knew each other very well and was afraid of being tricked by this guy.

Moreover, he has always been accustomed to being alone.

Zhi Xuan suddenly asked: "Master, do you kill?"

"Monk, I'm a monk. I don't even dare to step on an ant to death. How could I kill a living being? Even if I fight someone from the Zhou family over the relic, I definitely won't kill anyone."

The old monk had a very serious look on his face. He could break the abstention from drinking, eating and drinking, and he could also break the abstention from lust, but he would never break the abstention from killing.

Zhi Xuan took out a piece of information from his pocket and said calmly: "As far as I know, Zhou Laoqian stole the relics from the Shaolin Temple in order to cure a strange disease in his daughter. Over the years, the relics have been Being carried around by his daughter, although it did not cure her disease, it had a certain suppressive effect."

Having said this, he paused deliberately, looked at the old monk, and said again: "If you take away the relic now, his daughter's condition will definitely relapse, and she will most likely lose her life. This is different from killing. What difference does it make if you have her?"

"Tell me, does this count as killing?"

Zhi Xuan's words stunned the old monk. Although he guessed that the relic was in Zhou Laoqian's hands, he did not investigate other matters.

At this moment, he hesitated.

The relics were important to the Shaolin Temple, but the girl's life was also important. For a moment, I didn't know how to choose.

Seeing the old monk's hesitant look, Zhi Xuan laughed wildly in his heart.

Finally got one!

To be precise, Zizixuan didn't want to fight against the old monk. Although his strength was not inferior to that of the other monk, if he got the relic, the other party would definitely pester him. He couldn't kill him, right?

The best way is to let the old monk voluntarily give up robbing the relics.

At this time, the old monk suddenly turned his attention to Zhi Xuan, "Don't worry, I won't take action until her condition recovers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Po Meng aside and said with a strange expression: "I smell the scent of the Demon Sect on your body."

Damn it!

Dog nose.

Can you smell this?

Zhi Xuan shrugged and said, "Yes, she was once a member of the Demon Sect, but now she has escaped from the Demon Sect."

"What's the meaning?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment.

"It's very simple. I have destroyed the demon sect, and even the demon lord died in my hands."

Hearing Zhi Xuan's words, the old monk's expression became even weirder, "Are you sure he is really dead?"

"You mean..."

Zhi Xuan's heart trembled.

The old monk nodded, "I once heard that the Demon Lord has the ability to steal the sky and change the sun. He relied on this trick to escape more than ten years ago. I'm afraid you were deceived by him."

"Impossible, I clearly saw that he had stopped breathing."

Back then, Zhi Xuan had specifically checked and was very sure that the other party was dead, so how could he be resurrected.

"There are all kinds of strange techniques in this world. Not to mention the magic sect, there is a turtle breath technique in Shaolin Temple, which can put the body in a state of suspended animation for a short period of time. As long as you protect your heart, you can deceive everyone. "

The old monk said.

At this time, Po Meng suddenly remembered something and said quickly: "I remembered that the Demon Lord stayed in the Shaolin Temple for a period of time, and maybe he really knew the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu."

Zhi Xuan's expression changed, and he quickly called Bai Tu to investigate the valley.

Half an hour later, Bai Tu's call came back.

"Boss, the body has been found."

"Are you sure it's the Demon Lord himself?"

"This cannot be determined. After all, half a month has passed and the body has rotted. The face cannot be seen clearly, but the body shape is not much different from that of the Demon Lord."

Although there was generally no doubt, Zhi Xuan was still a little worried. He turned his head and looked at Po Meng, "Does the Demon Lord have any characteristics?"

"By the way, one of his thumbs was cut off from his left foot during a fight with an enemy. It took about ten years."

At this time, after checking the left foot of the corpse, Bai Tu's voice suddenly raised a bit, "Boss, there is indeed something wrong with this corpse. Although one of the toes is broken, the wound seems to have appeared recently, that is, Say, it’s not the body of the Demon Lord!”

Sure enough, he escaped!

But where did he escape?

The serious injury he suffered back then could not be cured in a day or two.

"Secret Realm!"

Zhi Xuan and Meng Po suddenly looked at each other. The only place the other could go was the secret realm.

It seems that the only way to eradicate it is when I go to the secret realm next time.

…

The next day, after the old monk left, Zixuan set up a stall two hundred meters away from Zhou's house, with the words "Xuan Hu Ji Shi" written on it.

Po Meng was slightly startled, "Why don't you go directly to Zhou Laoqian?"

"You'll find out later!"

Zhi Xuan smiled and started to organize his business.

At the same time, at Zhou's house, Zhou Laoqian frowned.

Although several people who invaded last night were eliminated, it can be seen that those lurking in the dark can't wait and are eager to get the relics.

He glanced at his daughter behind him. Since she had the relic, her condition has obviously been under control although she has not recovered. Once the relic leaves her body, her life will be in danger.

Next to Zhou Laoqian, a beautiful woman said calmly: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, since I have accepted Ke'er as my disciple, I will definitely ensure her safety."

"We have Mrs. Luoluo. If Mrs. Luo hadn't taken action last night, I'm afraid my Zhou family would have been in big trouble." Although Zhou Laoqian is a gambling king, he is arrogant.

But in front of Luo Shan, he looked very respectful.