The leader shouted loudly, "What did you do?" He slapped the table hard: "Why are you so careless?"

Yi Tianxing glanced at his gray hair and remembered that the leader who originally farmed in the provincial capital was Xiao Zhouzhou's backstage. He had used Zhou Yiwen's work permit to intimidate him, but he didn't expect that two years later, he would be transferred to the south.

He shook his head and ignored him, and spoke to the staff of the six departments on his own: "Tell Qin Tonger..."

Seeing that he ignored him, the leader whispered: "What should I do next?"

When the officials in the SAR saw that he was angry, they couldn't say anything.

Yi Tianxing glanced at him and said casually: "What else can I do? Go home."

"No." The leader said firmly: "This is absolutely not allowed."

"What can I do?" Yi Tianxing responded to tit, "Do you want us to bring an empty box to Taiwan?"

Countless believers on Taiwan Island are waiting for the arrival of Buddha's finger relics. If they don't go, they will definitely have a very serious political impact. If they go... should they do another one?

The bold Yi Tianxing felt a stir in his heart: "Ah, it seems that it's okay to make another one again."

I thought so, but the Buddha pointed to the faint Buddha nature and supreme honor in the relics, which no one could pretend to be, unless... Samantabhadra Bodhisattva is still alive at this time.

"Tonight, the Buddha's finger relics must be retrieved!" The leader gave a death order.

People from the sixth department hurriedly left and began to arrange guards.

The monks and officials in the secret room dispersed unhappily, and the atmosphere was solemn and very depressing.

But no one dared to blame Yi Tianxing. They all saw the hard work of Yi Tianxing in the past ten days, only blamed his cultivation level for being too low and let the other party steal the treasure of the Buddha Sect.

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If ordinary people encounter such a thing, their first thought must be to rush to Yuntai Temple in Meiling and go to the old monk to ask for something.

But Yi Tianxing used guessing. Although he had more than 70% of his confidence now, he could not come up with evidence when he came to the door rashly. If he went to the door without a name, he would not be able to speak properly. If he was not right, he would not be angry and would consume his morale.

More importantly, even if he went there, with his current strength in this area, he would not have any confidence in dealing with the old monk. Unless he used the power of the six places, once the national power was dispatched, the people in Meiling would be in trouble.

So Yi Tianxing chose to ignore everything for the time being. Anyway, there is still one night to think about countermeasures. The Buddha pointed to the relics and would only take the plane to Taiwan tomorrow morning.

He took a shower. After such a big thing, it took him more than half an hour to take a shower. Mo Sha could even hear him humming a small song in the bathroom.

“Aren’t you nervous?”

Mo Sha knelt on the soft bed, looking at Yi Tianxing, whose hair was wet.

"Not nervous." Yi Tianxing threw the towel on the chair and said with a smile: "I'm just a little angry."

"Why?"

Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows: "I bet that even if the Buddha's finger relics are taken away by him, he will have no way to use them."

Mo Sha looked at him in confusion.

"The old monk named Ma Sheng of Meiling used to make a fortune by devouring Buddha nature. I don't know how much the Arhat Buddha Sakura, who was knocked down from the mortal world on Mount Sumeru, has been swallowed by him so he is so powerful now... But the Buddha finger relics are different. If there is great ability inside, then this ability is also attached to the Buddha bone. On the first day, I carefully observed the three red lines on the Buddha finger bones. It should be a kind of prohibition. Although Monk Ma Sheng is powerful, I think opening this restriction should rely more on enlightenment... The Buddha is polite, and Monk Ma is not merciful at all, so he must have no Buddha finger relics."

He guessed it all by intuition, but it was not too far from the facts. In fact, in order to deal with the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, he even tried to take the Buddha nature in the Buddha's finger relic for himself, but on the one hand, he felt that the energy contained in the relic was not too strong. On the other hand... Yi Tianxing could not open the restriction at all - he was very confident that since he could not use the Buddha treasure, others would definitely not use it.

...

...

Mo Sha frowned and said, "Why must it be him?" What she meant was that Yi Tianxing seemed very sure that the one who stole the Buddha's finger relics must be the man on Meiling.

"Because it's him." Yi Tianxing looked at her beautiful eyes, rubbed her red hair gently, and whispered: "Do you remember what happened when you first arrived in Hong Kong? Although the hired group was invited by your brother, the magic array upstairs was Western magic. The Kunlun ice soul was placed in the eyes of the array. I am so familiar with the devouring power."

Don't kill, listen to it with doubts.

"That devouring power is exactly the same as the ability used by Monk Ma Sheng of Meiling. Later, from Vlad's mouth, I realized that it was a secret method taught by the Hong Kong Vampire Prince."

"Imagine how a blood clan who lives in Hong Kong can find Kunlun Ice Soul? How can he master the devouring method of Monk Ma Sheng?"

Yi Tianxing smiled: "I used to think that Ma Sheng of Meiling was a monk with great practice. He was determined to become a Buddha in his body, and I didn't know where to learn these strange sucking skills. This time I came to Hong Kong and saw a real vampire, but I vaguely guessed some possibility."

“What is possible?”

"The old monk Meiling was not a monk at first, but a blood clan. Later, he entered the Buddhist teachings learned by Middle Earth, so his Buddha calmed down and still had a terrifying devouring power."

Mo Sha opened his eyes wide and showed a rare cuteness: "Can you... a vampire practices Buddha?!"

Yi Tianxing also opened his eyes wide and pretended to be cute: "Yes, yes, it's so scary."

...

...

"Master guessed nonsense." Mo Shazhi shook his head, not believing it at all.

It does sound like a fool. Vampires can only walk at night and are most afraid of holy energy such as sunshine. The Buddha Sect is the most pure and correct way of practicing. Vampires practice Buddhism? That is even more logical than the national football team to win the World Cup.

But Yi Tianxing was very firm: "At least it has a lot to do. The Hong Kong blood clan began to move after we arrived in Hong Kong." He smiled and said, "I took action against the blood clans in the bar. On the one hand, I was venting my anger for you, and on the other hand, I was worried that the lower-level personnel of these blood clans would play many roles in this matter. After all, my energy alone is limited... Unfortunately, I still didn't catch that prince, which led to what happened today... Alas!"

He sighed heavily.

Mo Sha shook his head: "There is no evidence."

Yi Tianxing frowned and said, "Like that old monk in Meiling, he was thin and ugly. Isn't he a vampire or something?"

Judging people by their appearance is really a very bad attitude towards life.

Don't kill the red hair, scratch the mess of weeds, and you're about to go crazy.

Yi Tianxing didn't joke anymore and said seriously: "The Buddha Sect emphasizes compassion and transformation. Even if they encounter evil spirits, they will use the technique of Buddha light to refine the art. For thousands of years, I have never heard of any Buddhist sect's method that can swallow it. Such evil poison is very contrary to the purpose of the Buddha Sect... If I had expected it, then the old monk Meiling must have had contact with the Western blood clan many years ago."

"Above Meiling, next to Yuntai Temple, there is a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree. On the Tibetan Plateau, I fought with the old monk Meiling thousands of miles of spiritual consciousness. I once saw where he lived." He paused and said cautiously: "The old monk lived in the middle of the ginkgo tree. There were leaves outside covering the sun. The trees were hollow, and it looked like a coffin."

"Today I learned about the age of the old monk from Master Binku." Yi Tianxing stood up, looked at the Hong Kong scenery outside the glass window, and sneered: "I have lived for hundreds of years and have not seen the list of immortals. I am neither Tao nor Buddha, and I am born like a zombie. Who is the blood clan?"

"Of course, there is the most obvious evidence."

Yi Tianxing turned his head and said quietly: "That old monk named Ma Sheng, think about what is the homonym of this in the blood clan? You should be very clear about the titles in the blood clan."

"Anarch, Ancilla, Elder?" Mo Sha frowned and gently spit out the syllables of Western words. Elder is the elder of the blood clan, with a powerful ability... Mo Sha suddenly raised his head with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Can...Ma Sheng be...Methuselah?"

"Yes, it's Methuselah." Yi Tianxing smiled and nodded: "A legend has been a terrible blood clan who has lived for thousands of years."

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"I guessed it nonsense." Mo Sha reminded him.

Yi Tianxing nodded and admitted: "I was just guessing nonsense, but guessing nonsense often leads to the correct result."

Mo Sha shook his head: "The problem is that you only have one night."

The Buddha's finger relic will be worshipped in Taiwan tomorrow. Even if Yi Tianxing is Yi Banxian, Tiekou can count it. Ma Sheng, the old monk in Meiling, is a beautiful elf. This truth is not helpful to this matter - unless he can go to Meiling overnight to grab the Buddha's finger relic, or reborn with a Buddha's finger relic.

Yi Tianxing sighed and said, "I don't know what the other party can do to cover the breath of the Buddha's finger relics. I don't know where the Buddha's finger relics are now, how can I grab them back?"

"So you just think nothing has happened?" Mo Sha looked at his young master angrily. He was lying on the sofa smoking a cigar without any worry.

"I am responsible for protecting the safety of the Buddha's finger relics." Yi Tianxing gently placed the cigar next to him and said with a smile: "I have tried my best, but I'm still stolen. I can't blame him."

Mo Sha despises him very much.

Yi Tianxing raised his hand and surrendered: "Actually this is what it looks like. If you were not mistaken, the one who met Master Guanneng today must be the prince. The prince would probably not be so stupid that he rushed to Shenzhen directly. You must know that there are countless people sprinkled in the south of the six places, so this Buddha finger relic will definitely travel around the countries outside, and then one day will be sent to Meiling. Instead of looking for it everywhere, it is better to wait until the Buddha finger relic is sent to Meiling and..." He waved his fist hard: "Then we will grab it back!"

Mo Sha laughed and said, "It's all based on a sand tower-like reasoning, and the wind blows... If the Buddha pointed out that the relics were not robbed by the old monk Meiling, you can wait in the provincial capital for the rest of your life."

"This sentence is very long." Yi Tianxing praised: "So we can only pray now that the things I judge are correct."

"Gambling luck?"

“That’s right.”

"What should I do when I go to Taiwan tomorrow? I can't really go with an empty box."

Yi Tianxing drew a circle in front of him with his hands and smiled: "At the beginning of last year, a big man once told me that each of us can only influence the areas we can influence... So, other leaders should worry about this matter, so I won't worry about it."

The night is getting darker.

Yi Tianxing, who had been smiling and laughing, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window after Mo Shashu fell asleep. A flash of lightning flashed past the window, illuminating his cheeks. White light shone in his eyes, and a very heavy evil aura flashed in his pupils.

Thunder came and heavy rain fell.

The hotel door was pushed open, and a monk covered in wet walked in tremblingly, and the rain ticked from his bald head to the carpet.

"Ye Xiang, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!