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Jiang Ke was thinking about things, and his hand honestly touched the bead lying on the clavicle.

When you look closely, you can find that although the outside of the jade beads is round and smooth, there is an inconspicuous crack on the inside. The color is not as dark as before, and the ink has been diluted.

It would be great if Vince Ren was here, he could lie down wherever he wanted.

It's good to learn something, but it's more cost-effective to win.

Isn't it good to be a salted fish? Why do people work hard?

Jiang Ke secretly made up his mind that he must be closely tied to Ren Wensi in the future, and he would become the boss's leg pendant.

I missed the director many, many days when he was away.

Jiang Ke burst into tears in his heart, he would definitely not waste time next time.

He really doesn't want to work hard anymore, it's too difficult.

Ren Vince was far away, and he couldn't care about him for a while.

Although the villain in Jiang Ke's heart was crying and shouting, his actual actions were still very reliable. He quickly made a plan in his mind, intending to stir up the fire and see if the fire could burn him. If it didn't work, just follow They fight with real swords and guns.

As a man, Jiang Ke is somewhat bloody at heart. He usually doesn't cause trouble, but if you bully him and make him angry, he will fight you to the end.

The sky soon became bright, and there were rustling sounds all around. He heard someone moving.

The experience last night made him have a psychological shadow on the window, and he did not dare to get too close.

He sat on the bed and stretched his neck to look, and saw the monk in yellow collar walking past his room carrying something unknown, then stopped at the door for a moment, and then walked to the next room.

Jiang Ke's heartbeat quickened and he was curious about what the yellow-collared monk had done. He hesitated for a moment and decided it was worth taking the risk.

After hearing footsteps walking away, he opened the door and saw a basin of water at the door.

The basin is not big, and I don’t know what material it is made of. There is also a handkerchief on the side of the basin, and a set of red monk robes placed next to the basin.

This monk was so nice that he even prepared face wash for them.

When Jiang Ke pulled the basin into the room, he took a look at the situation outside the door.

In the middle of this row of rooms, Song Ming should have been lying there at that time. Now there are only residual blood stains and torn clothes and fabrics left in that place, not even a body.

Jiang Ke looked away after one glance, and then looked at the door of each room. He counted 12 basins of water.

From this point of view, there is no communication of information between the two monks, and each has its own responsibility.

It is equivalent to the relationship between a priest and a paladin, one is responsible for brainwashing and the other is responsible for doing things.

As for the basin of water and monk's robes, Jiang Ke remembered that the practitioners who received the initiation took baths, scrubs, etc. to clean their bodies, and wore brand new monk's robes in accordance with Tantric etiquette.

if it is like this……

Jiang Ke stepped out and walked to the right to the fourth room.

He looked in through the window and saw no one at first glance.

Jiang Ke thought: It's over, this is probably gone too.

The next second, he saw a squatting figure in the corner farthest from the window.

His position was blocked by the bed, and the light was relatively dark, so Jiang Ke almost didn't see him.

He looked panicked, his eyes were distracted, and he looked frightened. Jiang Ke sighed, it was difficult for him, because such a big body had to be squeezed into the corner with difficulty, and he looked a little aggrieved.

Jiang Ke tapped the railing of the window with his fingers and reminded him: "Remember to wipe yourself and change into monk's clothes."

When Lu Guangzhong saw him, he seemed to have seen a savior. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he crawled to Jiang Ke, trying to hold his hand through the railing.