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Last night, a short-haired woman who looked like a soldier was locked in the cage in the fat monk's dormitory.
Dahe Guangming Temple is so bold that even the police and soldiers dare to imprison people.
Yu Tong had more and more questions in his mind.
The decoration style of this dilapidated temple grounds mansion is quite explosive no matter where it is placed.
Since there is Buddhism in this world, how could other serious monks allow such a fake Buddhist temple to run wild under their noses?
With so many missing persons, why don’t the police think of investigating this?
However, at present, it seems that Dahe Guangming Temple is secretly engaged in human trafficking.
Hiss, that’s not right either.
Yu Tong frowned.
From the cries of these people, it is not difficult to hear that Dahe Guangming Temple did not steal or arrest anyone.
People from outside would take the initiative to send their relatives and friends to the temple for treatment, and the monks would give them a large sum of money.
Doctors give money to patients, how can this be justified?
Before binding to the system, one of Yu Tong's family businesses was human trafficking.
He knew very well how human traffickers would treat victims, and beating and scolding were the least of their problems.
When the victims saw his parents, they were like seeing ghosts and hid in the corner, not daring to move.
Those locked behind the iron gates did not have much fear of the monks.
Many of them even thought it was a misunderstanding and believed that if they explained it clearly, they would be released by the monks.
Only those who have never been beaten or abused would have such naive ideas.
Yu Tong's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a lock being unlocked.
The guarding monk opened the iron door at the end. Behind the door was not a dark and damp cell, but a relatively spacious double room.
There was a TV hanging on the wall, and where the window should have been, there was a fake balcony with a few pots of flowers and plants on it.
A man and a woman locked inside were watering flowers.
They were as close as a married couple, and the woman was pregnant.
The fat monk told Chen Yanli that the pregnant female donor had been having nightmares recently. In order to relieve her stress, she would live here in the future.
He will chant sutras here all morning today to help her relax.
Junior Brother Fachen’s mission was to clear up her husband’s doubts and take him to visit Dahe Guangming Temple so that he could rest assured and leave his wife here in their care.
The system was confused.
[Someone is actually sending their own wife into this underworld building? Can't they see the coffin in the hall?]
Yu Tong stared at the young couple's actions and slowly narrowed his eyes.
'Perhaps, they really can't see.'
Chapter 68 The Third World (5)
The moment he entered the room and saw the young couple, Yu Tong realized that something was wrong.
From his perspective, the building had no windows; the rooms were completely sealed off. The pots of flowers and plants on the windowsill, destitute of sunlight year-round, drooped and drooped, half-dead.
But the young couple was watering the flowers carefully while whispering about how beautiful the flower was. They wondered what it was called and they wanted to grow one in the future.
The pregnant woman with her hair loose would occasionally fiddle with her hair, as if her hair was messed up by the wind.
What they saw and felt was another world.
Yu Tong finally found the answer to the confusion in his mind.
The reason why those policemen and orthodox monks did not raid Dahe Guangming Temple was because they were blinded and could not see the decoration style of the temple's ground floor.
The young couple was very satisfied with the environment of the donor's dormitory. The husband kissed his wife gently and let her have a good rest here.
He would go with the mute master to visit other parts of the temple. If the overall environment was good, she would live here for a few months.
Yu Tong originally wanted to take this opportunity to get to know Dahe Guangming Temple better.
But before Chen Yanli left, he put him on the bed.
When the fat monk stole a questioning look at him, he took out his cell phone and showed him the weather.
It's raining moderately today, and the temperature is too low to take the bunny out. I'll show this donor around and then take him back to the dorm.
The fat monk nodded and said nothing more.
Chen Yanli's hand holding the phone hung casually at his side.
From Yu Tong's perspective, he could just see the words on the screen.
[You like me and want to help me? Now you have the chance. Help me see what my senior brother is going to do.]
The little white rabbit straightened up and stamped its feet.
Although he didn't say anything, Chen Yanli understood what he meant.
[Okay, old man! ]
Chen Yanli:?
Why is it the old man?
The Internet is so developed, and temples have achieved full WiFi coverage very early on.
Although Chen Yanli had been a serious monk until three years ago, he had also read several Qingshui BL novels.
He knew that the bottom would take care of his lover, calling him "old top" or "husband".
So this little male rabbit, which is only the size of a palm, treated him as his own female rabbit and arranged the position below for himself?
He is not big in stature, but he has a lot of ideas.
The rabbit spirit was cute, and Chen Yanli didn't feel much disgusted when he saw that a little white fur ball was thinking about him.
I just don’t know why, the little white rabbit looks so innocent, and its eyes are clear and stupid.
However, Chen Yanli always had a feeling that the other party was pretending to be good and deceiving him.
strangeness.
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Yu Tong, who was put back on the list of suspicious persons by Chen Yanli, was chatting with the system at this time.
Hearing him say that Dahe Guangming Temple has two faces, the system exclaimed in shock.
"You mean, to outsiders, a temple is no different from a legitimate Buddhist temple. Only those inside the temple can see the underworld side of the temple?"
"No, the group of people imprisoned in the donor's dormitory couldn't see the decoration of the underground palace. Otherwise, they wouldn't have believed until now that the monks were good people."
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