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Chapter 1968

The Buddhist sect is definitely an existence they dare not provoke, and they are even frightened by the news. They must nod and bow down to face it!

If it is really investigated...

The Hu man in the lead changed his eyes and was eventually forced to withdraw his weapon, but he was obviously confused and looked at Zhou Jian and others coldly: "Hmph, you can wait for me!"

Yang Wei cursed back with his hips, his face full of provocation and mockery, "Oh, why don't you dare to do it? If you have the ability to kill me, grandpa is standing here, not moving for a moment!"

"Don't dare? Waste, cowardly!"

"you!!"

"Bastard!" The Hu people were instantly furious and smoke came from their seven orifices.

"Don't move, this is the Nile River!" The Hu man in the head stopped his subordinates. He knew that it was a special time recently, so it would be bad for the Buddhist sect to be offended. Then he looked at Zhou Jian coldly: "I will let you know what the consequences are!"

After saying that, he looked at the guests around him and had no face to stay. He really didn't dare to do it openly here.

Immediately, the six people left with their sleeves, angrily, with a ruthless look on their eyes.

Zhou Jian turned a blind eye to this. He knew that most of these six people would not give up, but he was not afraid at all. As long as he did not reveal his identity, he would just play casually!

It took a while before the inn calmed down.

"Okay, eat, stop scolding." Zhou Jian said with a smirk. Yang Wei's mouth was poisonous enough, and he cursed like a shrew, and had his own attack power.

"Hmph, these dogs are in trouble..." Yang Wei cursed.

"Shut up!" Zhou Jian glared.

Yang Wei was shocked and immediately closed his mouth.

At this time, suddenly, an inn servant wearing a horn hat, who was from the Western Regions, suddenly came up and reminded him kindly: "Masters, you should leave quickly after eating. The six people just now are quite famous, and they may go back and call people now."

"Let's go through the back door. When you go out, there's no need to offend such people." This servant is only in his teenage years at most, with dark skin, thin figure, and a good-hearted person.

Zhou Jian raised his eyebrows and remembered him. When he entered the inn just now, he gave him some rewards. He probably thought about it and came to remind him.

"What is your name? Do you know their identities?"

The servant looked around and said timidly and restrainedly: "Return to the guest, I don't have a name, they all call me A Niu."

"I have heard of their identities. They are from the Nurha tribe. They came to participate in the Nile Baptism Ceremony. There are many people in their tribe and they are overlords. I heard that this time I came to give the incense money only to the Three Buddhas, so I pulled a whole fleet of cars."

"They will go to the Zen Yin Conference tomorrow. How can ordinary people afford to offend me? You guys are not bad guys. Let's take advantage of the crowds and eat and leave quickly." He said very obscurely, for fear of being seen.

In the Western Regions, slaves like him or people from the lower class were common to kill them in the streets. There were government officials in the Central Plains, so they did not promote this at all. Human life was like grass.

Zhou Jian grabbed the key point and his eyes flashed: "Zenyin Conference? What is Zenyin Conference?"

"It was a conference held by the Three Buddhas before the ceremony, but the participants could only be the recognized small regimes and small tribes in the Western Regions. There were probably hundreds of schools. I don't know what Gu Ti did, and I don't know what villains." A Niu explained sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Yang Wei and others all saw a lit up. This was the first time I heard of this news.

Sure enough, the inn was right.
Chapter completed!
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