To see a monk in Bangkok is as normal as seeing a supermarket on the street.

    But it''s not normal.

    Because lovsky felt the pain!

    He felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart when he felt a tap on his shoulder and looked back.

    No!

    It''s a sharp pain in the chest.

    It''s not right!!

    It''s the back of the heart, and the chest pain together!!!

    Lovsky was very strange. Subconsciously, he looked down and saw a sharp knife breaking out of his chest.

    On the tip of the knife, there are fresh blood beads.

    "Originally, this monk, taking advantage of my unprepared, stabbed me in the back and gave me a cold stab."

    Look up, because you don''t have all the strength? Why, kill me

    This monk, about sixty years old, looks clean and honest. He has a half foot long white beard under his jaw. Under the lights in the river and the outline lights of buildings in the distance, he looks very elegant and out of the world.

    Even when he assassinated lovsky, he was full of kindness, not like killing people, but like putting on gauze lamps to prevent moths from burning.

    Lovsky''s biggest roar, with all his strength, could only be heard by both of them.

    The old monk was kind and kind-hearted, and replied with a smile: "the poor monk lies in the Buddhist temple, and the Zhike monk should stop killing."

    Stop killing?

    If it''s abstinence, why kill again?

    Lovsky wanted to ask this question, but his life passed quickly, but he could not stand any more, and he knelt down in front of the master.

    Some people on the road in the distance, seeing this behind the scenes, thought that what had been influenced by the master of abstinence from killing and worshipped in the great ceremony.

    With the man next to him.

    His subordinates are all over the world. They are respectful to the master and reach the peak.

    No one noticed, of course, that he had long since died.

    When lovsky was about to close his eyes, he suddenly opened them again!!

    He finally understood.

    This master of abstinence may be the one who killed David white, stole the formula of hope No. 1, and led Graf to come here alone.

    They told lovsky that he came from the WOFO Temple just now.

    Lovsky raised his hand, grabbed the master''s robe, vomited blood, and said vaguely, "so you killed David white. To cultivate Graf into a puppet, take Li NanFang''s - "

    after that, lovesky''s life ended.

    Death is not in peace.

    He was not willing to die.

    The master of abstinence said something, hoping that his soul would not be far away, and that he would be reconciled: "in order to get hope No. 1, support Graf as a puppet, and get more benefits, how much effort have we spent in the past six months? Next, how much risk do you have to take to deal with those demons? But you, a group of dogs are inferior to things, also dare to appetizer. Amitabha! It''s hard for the Buddha to promise that the benefactor will not die. "

    "Go well. Your men are in hell waiting for your reunion. Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. Good, good. "

    When the master quit killing was saying something, he always looked at Graf by the river, at her slender waist and round hips, and fully imagined the beautiful scenery of spring. After a long time, he swallowed his mouth and turned around and left.

    He didn''t want to go.

    At the very least, he didn''t want to stare at Graf for a long time and return empty handed.

    But it has to go.

    Although a young woman is beautiful, sexy and even more attractive than a peach, he can''t touch it.

    All he can do is kill.

    The leading actor who taught Graf to devote himself to Buddhism can only be the Buddhist dharma protector who abstains from lust and lies in the Buddha Temple.

    As soon as the master quit killing left, several monks appeared, saying that the two benefactors were drunk. You''d better go back and have a rest.

    A few minutes later, the bodies of the two men disappeared.

    Even the blood on the ground is gone.

    The wind, mixed with the noise across the river, swept across the water and swept away the last blood.

    God, it''s dark at last.

    Graf, also feeling cold at last, slowly turned around, raised her hand to hold the headset, and said faintly, "I''m going back."

    In the headset, later came the voice of lovsky: "OK. Go ahead, sister-in-law. I will protect you in the dark. "

    Lovsky finished and coughed a few times.

    As if I had a cold, there was something wrong with my voice.

    Graf didn''t care.

    Don''t say he has a cold, even if he was killed by the murderer of white David, Graf does not have the slightest sadness.

    Graf''s hotel is not far from here, but not too close.

    It''s about forty minutes'' walk.

    Normally, Graf had to take a taxi even if she didn''t drive.Tonight, she didn''t want to ride.

    Taking advantage of this sexy, mature but more hateful smelly bag, when you can still be free, walk more, which is also the last good memory.

    When Graf came to a junction, she looked back.

    Dozens of meters behind her, there was a man wearing a turquoise robe, wearing a hat that people here like to wear.

    She knows, that''s lovsky.

    If lovsky wants to be a finch that preys on mantis, it is the best choice to pretend to be a Buddhist pilgrim and live in the Wofo temple.

    Wofo temple is the largest temple in Bangkok. It covers a large area and has many monks, both at home and abroad.

    There are hundreds of pilgrims coming every day.

    It is said that WOFO Temple received the largest number of believers in a day, reaching thousands of people. Who would suspect that lovsky is a hidden yellow finch?

    Graf scorned, silent smile, turn back, continue to move forward.

    A few hundred meters later, it is a well-known street in Bangkok. There are many bars with a local specialty, a demon, for various performances.

    Tourists from all over the world, in the light around the room, laughing slowly.

    Graf, of course, was not interested in these things. As she dodged a monk who was coming, she had something in her arms.

    It''s a small backpack.

    She was stunned, and the voice of the monk came from her ear: "go back to the hotel and see it again!"

    Before Graf could react, the monk left.

    In the blink of an eye, you can''t see it.

    "What on earth is in this knapsack?"

    With this question, Graf quickened her pace.

    Ten minutes later, she came to the hotel lobby door and looked back.

    Lovsky, who had stopped, stood in the shadow of the trees on the side of the road.

    After watching Graf enter the hall, lovesky let out a light smile.

    That smile, unexpectedly very soft, very delicate.

    There is also a trace of uncontrollable pride: "if you are a puppet, it is your destiny. Well, you can only be a puppet for Master Li. Not those, fake monks. Alas, in violation of the landlady''s and the king''s double calling and Yizhi, he meddled in this matter without authorization, and the consequences were very serious. I hope they can forgive me. Well, the night God is a poor man. "

    Unfortunately, Graf did not hear two successive sighs.

    In the guest room.

    In the light.

    Graf looked at the contents of the bag, a pale face, gradually blushing.

    In the eyes, there is always shame, twinkle.

    She bit her lip and murmured, "mean!"

    She raised her hand and swept the latest love clothes on the ground.

    However, there is an envelope, falling.

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