Finally, we passed by a dilapidated hut, resembling a woodshed, deep inside the temple.

A high-definition camera penetrates the window crack.

The sight inside made Jiang Chan's pupils shrink slightly!

That crazy monk who yelled "Buddha didn't say" at the temple gate during the day!

He was now bound hand and foot, thrown onto a cold pile of firewood, his face bruised and swollen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and one arm twisted unnaturally, clearly broken!

Two monks holding sticks stood in front of him.

A monk poked the mad monk's head with a stick and growled viciously, "Speak! Where exactly is the old monk and the others hiding their gold and silver?!"

Another monk paced back and forth anxiously, "Damn it! Such a big temple, and they only found this little bit of copper coins? They're kidding me!"

The mad monk struggled to raise his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on them, a hoarse wheezing sound emanating from his throat: "Buddha... Buddha didn't say... he wanted money... You... you blaspheme... you will die a horrible death..."

"Still dare to talk back!" one of them sneered, then swung the stick again!

The mad monk's body twitched, and he let out a painful whimper.

"Just kill him! He's just a menace!" the assailant spat.

"Wait a little longer! This bastard might actually know something... Let's see if he talks after he goes hungry for a few meals..."

What Ciyun Temple!

What kind of Buddhist holy site is this!

This is a bunch of thugs who have taken over someone else's place!

They seized control of the temples, imprisoned and even killed genuine monks, and exploited the despair and piety of the disaster victims to fabricate lies about "atonement" and "blessings," squeezing out their last bit of value!

That book of merit is clearly a ledger that squeezes people dry!

So-called "Buddhist disciples" are nothing more than lambs being raised in captivity and waiting to be slaughtered!

The probe hovered in the cold night sky, taking in the evil all at once.

Jiang Chan's eyes were icy cold.

anger?

A little.

But more often than not, it's a matter of indifference, as if it doesn't concern them.

Exposure?

What's the point?!

Do those disaster victims who voluntarily sacrificed everything and signed "contracts of servitude" in the merit book really need to know the truth?

Will exposing these fake monks make things easier for them?

Without this false promise of "faith" and "support," they will only collapse faster and die more tragically in this desperate famine.

Just like those disaster victims on the road who tore each other apart for a bite to eat.

She is not a savior.

All she wanted was to live on with Xiao Tao.

This scam has nothing to do with her!