Just before dark, he finally came back!

Out of breath, when he returned to the Zen room, he took a sip of tea with a gulp: "Your Majesty, I almost couldn't see you!"

"Oh my uncle, these bald donkeys are so strict!" He cursed and greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Qiangruo Temple.

When everyone heard his scolding, they laughed out loud.

"How is it? Has the notice arrived?" Zhou Jian was serious.

"Hehe, I'm doing things, Your Majesty, don't worry, Guan Shan already knows the plan. At that time, I and him will work together inside and outside, and we can definitely rescue us Han people!" He patted his chest and promised.

"Very good!" Zhou Jian narrowed his eyes and looked at the darkness of the sky: "It's almost done, it's time for us to act."

"Let's go!" He gave his order and was extremely decisive.

Master Ku and others had already prepared and bowed together: "Yes!"

Under his leadership, the group walked out of the Zen room directly. As soon as they walked out, they were stopped by several loudspeakers in the corridor.

"Amitabha, donors, where are you going?" The monk was the leader, thin and thin, giving people a feeling that it was difficult to deal with.

Zhou Jian had seen him once, and seemed to be his confidant beside Kurachi.

He smiled and said nonsense, "Aren't you staying for two days? I want to go out for a walk and see what good things are in the Oasis Market. When I see the monk Huba, I will give him a gift."

The monk's eyes flashed and he said coldly in his heart, "Okay, it's true that it's the same as the host guesses, and it's about to reveal his strength!"

The monks looked at each other, and they did not alarm the enemy.

"So that's the case, do you need me to guide you?" asked the monk with long eyes pretending to behave.

Zhou Jian was disdainful and cursed in his heart, "What are you pretending to be garlic, just dig a hole and wait for me to jump?"

"Haha, no, I won't bother with the holy monks anymore. I'll go back." He bowed and beat him haha.

"Okay, donor move slowly." Several monks made way aside, with almost no obstacles, which made Zhou Jian even more sure that Kurakichi was fishing.

Zhou Jian and his men slowly left and disappeared into the solemn temple.

"What should I do if Baimu Hu Temple?" A Taboo spoke quickly.

Baimuhu Temple is the monk with slender eyes. The Buddhist sect in the Western Regions has a very strict hierarchy, which is worse than that of the Central Plains.

This is how the great monk, presidency, elder, and guardian of the temple are ranked, and one level can kill people.

As the name suggests, it is to say that it is a bodyguard in a temple and a guillotine in Loulan. Unlike this, the guillotine is a believer, not a person inside the temple.

But as the second escort of Huba monk, he still has great power, after all, he follows the number one figure on Mount Mani.

I guess this Huba monk may even be able to talk to the person at the top of the pyramid in Dunhuang!

"You immediately notify the host and say that the snake has come out of the hole!"

"I will follow up immediately, everything will follow the plan, and let this group of people be revealed tonight!" A cold look appeared in Baimu Hushi's slender eyes, and his temples were slightly raised. Such people usually practice family, and they are the kind of people who practice external skills.

"yes!"

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The Oasis Market is approaching night, and it is not as lively as it is, but it is not as secluded.

Many caravans in the desert choose to stop here, and basically those who can appear in these places are men, and they are men with rough skin and thick skin.

They gathered together, set up bonfires, ate meat and drank wine, and many people set up a carpet to sell goods, silk and satin, bought from Zhongyuan.
Chapter completed!