What surprised me was that Zhou Sihai outside the cave was still looking at the wind with fear. He looked no different from before.

I didn't see any more yin energy on his body, nor did I see any wounds on his body.

There was another noise under the cave.

The monk was crawling up the rope hanging from the hole.

The other three were calling him.

"Master, what do you mean? We haven't finished our work yet..." said the bandit-inspired man.

"My work has been done. Don't touch other Buddha statues. Just take that Buddha head and come out. Please call me the card as agreed before." While answering the man's question, the monk was still climbing with his hands and feet.

He is not particularly agile, but he is very skilled in his movements.

The man below was a little angry, "Master, what are you doing? The cooperation was good before..."

"There is nothing good, so I will pass the time with you. I have something to do now. You guys work by yourself. Anyway, I can't help much next." The monk explained patiently. Although the content of the words was very disdainful, the tone of his speech was very calm and his face was slightly smiling.

He had climbed outside the cave now.

He didn't take the curse of the following three men seriously.

Zhou Sihai saw people and took several steps back without saying a word.

The monk looked at him, smiled, folded his hands together, and said "goodbye".

Of course I was following the monk.

There seemed to be no change in the monk's body. The golden light disappeared when it merged into his body.

I can't see what happened to him now.

However, he left early, and the meaning in his previous words should be related to the golden light. Otherwise, it is related to the floating black air.

I thought about this and followed the monk.

He walked very fast and seemed to be familiar with the mountain. He walked leisurely to the foot of the hill and entered Qing Tea House.

This made me even more puzzled.

It is to ensure that the three masterminds are not caught and confident that the police cannot find evidence related to the robbery of Buddha heads. He entered Qing Tea House like this with a swagger. As a stranger, he would definitely be suspected? Moreover, he may be the only stranger in Qing Tea House during this period. This suspicion is even greater.

But when the monk entered Qing Tea House, I realized that Qing Tea House had changed a lot.

There are many additional tourist facilities here.

When Aoye's people came over, they could only stay in irregular homestays, which was equivalent to temporary short-term rental. But the monk went directly to a chain of quick hotels. The front desk of the hotel looked up.

As he walked along the way, there were many pedestrians who looked like tourists on the way.

At night, there is also a lively night market here in Qing Tea House.

Is this a complete development of the tourism industry?

tea garden……

I looked back at the rolling mountains in the darkness. The mountains did not seem to have changed much. But now it is dark, and I don’t know if the mountain is still full of tea trees or has become other tourist attractions.

The monk swiped his card into the room, sat on the bed, and posed for meditation.

He sat like this for more than two hours.

I stared at him for half an hour, but I couldn't see that, so I floated into the adjacent room.

All the guest rooms were rented out. I saw suitcases and travel bags placed in the room, and tourists resting in the room.

This is like a quick hotel in most tourist cities, with simple rooms and most tourists are young and backpackers.

The computer screen at the hotel front desk shows the use of the room. More than 80% of the rooms have already lived in it.

There are also some promotional papers at the front desk, which write words like "Qing Tea House Night Market" and "Night Tour of Qing Tea House". The selling point has nothing to do with the Buddha statue, but I made some snacks made from tea, which are considered special.

I walked around the maximum range of action and felt a little confused.

Qing Tea House has become something I can't understand at all.

This is a very normal thing.

Any city is developing.

Minqing City has also developed in a transformative manner. From an ordinary small city, it has expanded several times to a metropolis. The characteristics of the city have also been characterized as financial and economic development. However, that period was before I was born. The changes in Minqing City that I have seen over the past 20 years are that there are two landmark buildings, an economic development zone, several convenient green spaces, and ecological parks...

Compared to what I saw in Qingye’s archives, there is a development of some kind of change interest, which falls within the category of qualitative change.

And I suddenly saw the huge contrast between the change and was a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Not only is it just not adapting...

I returned to the room where the monk was, stood in front of the small window of the room, and looked at the neon lights not far away.

I think some bad changes are taking place here.

The atmosphere here is no longer so quiet and peaceful.

Is it because of what that monk did in the cave?

I was thinking about this question.

At this moment, the monk suddenly sighed.

I was shocked and turned around and found that the monk was still meditating, with a very dark expression.

He took out his cell phone and turned on the screen.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the lights on the mobile phone screen made his face a little scary.

He stared at the lock screen for three minutes. The screen dimmed and turned on again. After repeated recurrence, he finally turned off the phone screen again.

The monk got up and went to the toilet. I heard the sound of water inside.

The bathroom of the Express Hotel is very small, just circle a corner in the room with frosted glass.

The monk took a shower in the dark and came out soon, lay on the bed, falling asleep in a standard posture.

I looked at him for a few seconds, but I didn't expect that he was really asleep. His breathing was steady and there was no sign of waking up.

The dream has not changed.

Do I have to watch him sleep until dawn?

There are also those who thieves Buddha heads. If they don’t know how to be with the monk, how can I report their traces to Chen Yihan after the dream is over? Remember your appearance and then find a portraitist from the police station to draw it?

While I was wandering, I suddenly felt a little movement in the distance.

I suddenly looked out the window.

That little bit of fluctuation seemed to be yin energy.

It's a little small, but very clear in the dark night.

Haunted...?!

I suddenly thought of the golden light that floated out of the Buddha statue and penetrated into the monk's body, and I couldn't help but shivered.

Why is it so fast?

Even if you lose the blessing of the Buddha statue, you won’t be so coincidental that you will die here and become a ghost, right?

There was a slight movement behind me.

The monk changed from lying flat to lying on his side, his eyes opened and he looked out the window.

"I thought you were going to solve that hidden danger. Why? Did you do nothing?" asked the monk.

I was stunned.

The monk's eyes shimmered slightly because of the moonlight. His eyes moved, and his eyes moved from the window to me.

I subconsciously retreated.
Chapter completed!