Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Li Fumei looked at him with a confused look: "What's wrong? I have a lot of invisibility talismans here. Uncle Li, if you want to use them, feel free to use them. Let's continue filming the video, shall we?"

"... Take pictures. You have to take pictures of everything. It's a sin."

The two, one big and one small, shuttled through the courtyards. One of them found a secluded corner to hide, while the other kept taking pictures. The more they took pictures, the more shocked Li Wenhao became.

He knew some of them, including female executives who had appeared on TV. He didn't expect that they would come to the temple to have an affair. This temple is simply amazing.

Li Wenhao took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions surging in his heart, and continued to busy himself with filming. When he was about to leave after finishing, he saw a group of monks with solemn expressions.

He was holding something in his hand and walking towards a place.

The two, one big and one small, followed behind him using an invisibility talisman and soon arrived at a room with sacrificial tablets. There were rows of tablets there, and they didn't look anything special.

Li Wenhao was wondering why they came here so confidently. Aren't sacrifices usually held during the day? Why were they so mysterious here at night?

Soon, a leading monk twisted a vase, and with a clicking sound, the neatly placed tablets slowly lowered and new tablets rose up.

After seeing the words clearly, Li Wenhao's pupils shrank.

Those are... the names of the generals from the island countries who invaded China during the war years. Why are their tablets enshrined here? Are these monks spies?

Soon, a man walked out of the secret room and spoke to them in a flurry of words: "Very good, you all did a great job, you are worthy of being descendants of our imperial bloodline."

"Once you have plundered all the money here, you can go back to the island nation and enjoy the honor that belongs to you."

The monks knelt on the ground and shouted their oath of allegiance until death, like brainwashed loyal believers. After the man in black left the secret room, everyone began to worship.

Li Wenhao pursed his lips and filmed all these people. In order to avoid any accidents, he sent the filming to the criminal team and reminded them not to make phone calls while filming.

It has been sent out, so even if they are caught, well, the evidence will be preserved. It's explosive, each one is more explosive than the other.

Those who hang out with monks, those who enshrine tablets of Japanese people here, these mixed-race traitors, I wonder what else is shocking.

He typed quickly: [Captain, that man in black is likely a spy. He's already gone through the secret passage. I don't know where it leads.]

[Okay, I understand. We'll be at the mountain soon.]

Bring more men and guns. We don't know how problematic the monks here are, so be careful. We'll try looking elsewhere, and maybe we'll find something unexpected.

Li Fumei frowned as she looked at the tablets of those people. Anyone who had taken history classes would know something.

There is something wrong with the identities of these people. No wonder they treat pilgrims so strangely. It turns out they don't consider themselves Chinese at all. Traitors are the most hateful.

The big one and the small one watched that they were almost done, and left after the filming, and continued to run to other places. They heard a burst of laughter coming from the room and stopped in their tracks.

Li Wenhao turned around and ran towards the direction of the sound.

A monk in the room looked at the pile of money and laughed wildly. Another monk frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Okay, Mingkong, stop it. Don't alarm others."

"Oh, brother, you are too cautious. This is our territory. Who would come here? Even that woman, haha, I'm afraid she can't get up from under the man now."

"The other pilgrims have been driven down the mountain. The ones left here are all ours. We don't have to worry about being discovered. Besides, we made over two million in just a few days."

"What's wrong with me being happy? I don't know how the host plans to divide the money. If I take this money back, my girlfriends will definitely be happy. They will even kneel down and call me daddy."