Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

"Therefore, I need you to condescend to go there in person in the evening."

Hearing this, Gu Dayong raised his eyes and asked, "Where?"

"Jinshan Temple!"

After Wu Chen said the place name, Gu Dayong was stunned at first, and then laughed wickedly.

'Hehe.'

"What a great place, what a great place!"

"This is a sacred place for Buddhism, suitable for salvation!"

"You go and make the arrangements, we'll go tonight."

"Yes!"

Around midnight, the carriage carrying Wu Chen and Gu Dayong quietly left the house!

After he left, Qingniao, who had been monitoring their every move with Xu Shan, was about to get up when Xu Shan hugged him in his arms.

"you……"

'Hush! '

The next second, Xu Shan used his ventriloquism to make a shrill wild cat cry.

This series of actions really made the blue bird in his arms dumbfounded.

'Pah-ta-ta.'

There were actually a few wild cats accompanying the sound. After hearing the sound, several black shadows quickly appeared and chased in the direction where the carriage disappeared.

Seeing this, Qingniao glared at Dadao with his bright eyes: "Are there any others monitoring Gu Dayong and Wu Chen?"

"When I have time, I'll really throw you into a dungeon and let you learn from the talented people there."

"This is to cover their retreat in case they are followed."

"The more this happens, the bigger the problem is."

After Xu Shan finished speaking, the bluebird in his arms asked with a sense of shame, "Anything else?"

"Gone!"

"Can you please let go?"

"Hold me for a while longer!"

"you……"

He pushed the other person's blue bird away and his face turned red.

Fortunately, it was dark and no one could see it.

"We agreed not to bring swords. We'll get them when we get to Jinshan Temple."

"Why did you hide it secretly?"

While following the carriage from a distance, Bluebird asked in confusion.

"I don't have a knife?"

"Impossible. When you hugged me just now, I clearly felt the handle of the knife poking my waist."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Xu Shan glanced down and replied with an awkward smile: "That's my service gun!"

"A folding red tassel spear?"

"Yes." Xu Shan, who didn't know how to explain, answered perfunctorily.

"You're also practicing shooting in secret?"

"If we have time, can we have a sparring match?"

"Are you sure? Once you figure it out, I'll stick with you until the end."

"Ah? A sparring match? What else do you want?"

"I've figured it out now."

After he finished speaking, Xu Shan nodded heavily and said, "Okay. If you can finish this case, I'll let you sharpen your skills for me."

As they were talking, they had already seen Jinshan Temple in the distance...

‘Squeak! ’

As the carriage stopped, the back door of Jinshan Temple opened!

Gu Dayong fiddled with the carriage curtains, his eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings, his lips curled up slightly as he said, "Young Master Wu's men are very vigilant!"

"Followed him all the way!"

Hearing this, Wu Chen, who had already opened the curtain and brought out a footstool, replied flatteringly, "Working for Master Gu, one must be cautious."

"Good, very pleasing."

As he said this, Gu Dayong got off the carriage.

Dressed in a black robe, he followed Wu Chen straight to the residence of the abbot Fahe.

"What does this mean?"

"How did you get directly to the host's residence?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Chen cautiously pushed open the door and said, "Master, it's been a long time since I last heard of Master Gu's name. I've been fascinated by it, so I've specially come here to wait for you."

"Amitabha!"

When Wu Chen said this, a monk with a kind and handsome face appeared in front of Gu Dayong.

"I am Fahe, a poor monk. I am honored to meet Master Gu."

"Please come in!"

"I have prepared everything you need."

The two seemed to be playing a guessing game, but smiled at each other knowingly.

Afterwards, Gu Dayong walked into the Zen room!

During this time, Wu Chen sent them out of the darkroom and then turned and walked out.

"Woo-woo!"

In the dim candlelight...

In the dark room of the Zen temple, dozens of young girls were imprisoned, bound and blindfolded, sobbing in fear.

When looking at them, although Gu Dayong's eyes were full of greed, his gaze stopped at the "Aunt Flag" hanging on the wall.

On this flag, the four words "Military Fortune. Prosperity" were clearly written in Japanese!

"These four words should be the slogan of the Japanese military, right?"