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Chapter 1889

I saw those women tall and had facial features, which were rare beautiful girls among the Hu people in the Western Regions, especially the exotic style. Even if Zhou Jian was used to the existence of a stunning beauty, he looked at him slightly.

"So beautiful." Yang Wei lay on the window, even swallowing his saliva.

"These bald donkeys are so good at enjoying themselves. They also have to baptize them with the sound of Buddha's voice and sutra before doing things. Tsk, I really treat myself as a god."

Zhou Jian didn't say anything, but his eyes were like a knife. Although he was so far away, he still keenly observed the expressions of several women through the window paper.

There is fear, unscrupulousness, and even despair deep in their pupils!

Although they are not Han people, but Hu people in the Western Regions, who wouldn’t feel disgusted when they see them being ruined by a group of old bald donkeys?

"You said, will they know the whereabouts of the disappearing Han women?" he suddenly said.

Master Ku, Yang Weiqiqi, looked like he looked like he was talking like a possibility!

He whispered, "Your Majesty, are you trying to..."

Zhou Jian took over the conversation: "I've come here, I must find something. Even if these women don't know, then those elders should know something."

"It's their bad luck to run into me." A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He hated these Western Regions Labas who were deceiving the world and stealing reputation, which was so hypocritical and disgusting. He was disgusted from the bottom of his heart. The Hu women would suffer from murder. Wouldn't the Han women be even more miserable?

Master Ku and Yang Wei looked at each other without objection, but they became increasingly tense, and they may not be peaceful tonight!

After a while, the three of them took Loulan and sneaked into the darkness, following the Hu women who were sent away.

They were covered with three-colored cloth by trumpets and carried them into the deepest temple step by step. And while these trumpets were lifted, they were still chanting scriptures, and their faces were even extremely solemn!

In the dark night, this scene is really terrifying!

The deepest temple is obviously more solemn than other temples. Even the walls are carved with many statues, and the whole body is made of stone. The inner and outer passages are very complex, like a small maze.

Zhou Jian sneaked in and observed the surrounding terrain.

"Elders, you have brought me!" A trumpet knelt respectfully outside a hall, and saw a round arch inside, with six grottoes sitting cross-legged. Six old monks wearing cassocks and felt hats on their heads.

Their faces were covered with wrinkles and spots, at least sixty or seventy years old, pretending to be compassionate, but their eyes gave people a look of hypocrisy.

The faint lights shine here, like a demon's cave.

"Okay, you can go down." One of the elders waved his hand.

"yes!"

The other speakers did not dare to stay too much and left quickly, and all this was under Zhou Jian's peeping.

After the person left, he saw the old man who was about to die in the six grottoes immediately showed his true smile, filled with desire and selfishness, and kept looking at the six beautiful Hu women.

One of them was arrogant, like a god, and said condescendingly: "You have been washed away and your sins have been eliminated. Come here, I will purify your soul for you, and become a believer in my Qiangruo Temple, and be released and have eternal life!"

He opened his hands and pretended to be sacred. The other five elders all gave a Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Zhou Jian sneered in the dark, but did not make any sound. These dogs were no different from what he guessed. To put it bluntly, they were cults, bewitching people's hearts and achieving their own selfish desires. This thing was actually found in ancient times, but the scale of the people in the Western Regions was really larger.

He looked at Loulan, his eyes as if saying, "What else do you have to say?"

Loulan's pretty face looked ugly. She never expected that the elder of the Buddhist sect whom she had always respected was such a person!
Chapter completed!
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