I saw that there was a huge copper platform in the center of the hall covered with Buddhist scriptures and statues, and there was a heat rising inside.

At least several women were bathing inside, and their shoulders were almost exposed to the air!

This erotic scene appears in the solemn temple, with a huge contrast, giving people a shocking feeling, and even having a strange feeling!

"This...is impossible!" Loulan's big eyes were full of incredible, and his exotic face was full of ugly, which made him angry and unacceptable.

"Yeah? Why is there a sound outside?" A trumpet frowned and his face was gloomy.

With a clamor, someone quickly came out to check it out.

Zhou Jian's face changed slightly. The woman spoke too loudly. He reacted quickly and pulled Loulan into the ditch, while Master Ku and Yang Wei hid on the eaves.

In just one moment, a few speakers appeared in place, which was thrilling and almost discovered!

Several speakers glanced around, but they didn't look at the gutter in front of them. The quietness and darkness were intertwined, but the sound of the wind was slightly rumbling: "No one."

"It should be the wind."

"Let's go back quickly. After reciting the scriptures and baptism, they will be sent to the elders' rooms. Time is coming."

“…”

Several trumpets wearing felt hats and cassocks muttered a few words, but they didn't find any problems and went back.

"call!"

Zhou Jian let out a long breath of turbid air, and he was at the feet of several trumpets, but fortunately he was not discovered!

"Do you want to die?" He asked Loulan coldly.

At this moment, Loulan might have suffered a shock in his faith, and he seemed emotionally unstable. He gritted his teeth and said coldly to Zhou Jian on his body: "If you die, you will die!"

Zhou Jian smiled jokingly: "Is that so? From the moment you helped me enter Qiangruo Temple, do you think you can be safe alone?"

"As long as I reveal my feelings, you will die!"

Upon hearing this, Loulan trembled, and even forgot that Zhou Jian was still pressing on her body, and then anger appeared in her eyes: "You are so despicable!"

"So you're making this idea, but Huba Monk won't blame me!" She suddenly realized.

Zhou Jian said coldly: "Is that true?"

"You still respect them so much. Did you see them just now? This is what you call a saint. The temples of saints are really gorgeous." He sneered.

Loulan looked ugly and said with a fist: "Qianruo Temple is Qiangruo Temple, Mani Mountain is Mani Mountain. They are just black sheep, I will report it!"

Zhou Jian said lightly: "Wrong, all the trumpets are birds of a feather!"

"No!" Loulan argued with a red face, but she did not dare to make her voice louder.

Zhou Jian’s words just now reminded her that if Zhou Jian was exposed, he might not be able to escape death, unless he personally handed the person to the monk Huba.

At this moment, suddenly, Yang Wei whispered: "Your Majesty, they are out!"

Hearing this, without saying a word, Zhou Jian turned over and moved closer to the window outside the wall. He looked closely and saw that the women in the temple who were bathing in the scriptures had already put on their clothes.

"Not a Han person." He frowned in surprise.
Chapter completed!