A New Character Every Month

Normally, in this dark wilderness, they naturally would not dare to do this, because it would be too life-threatening.

At most, make a delay ignition device to prevent these corpses from falling into the mouth of wild beasts or demons.

But after Lin Zian's consent was obtained, this simple funeral began.

There was a low cry from the crowd.

"quiet!"

The impeller said again.

Immediately, everyone looked in the direction of the fire, with solemn expressions.

Not long after, everyone left the fire.

He got back on the vehicle and drove quickly towards the East Emperor City.

Originally there were dozens of cars, but now there are only a few dozen left.

Lin Zian sat in the front car, and the impeller volunteered to be the driver.

The vehicle was driving slowly on the dark road, except for the sound of the engine starting and the rolling of the tires, there were almost no other sounds.

Ye Lun glanced sideways at Lin Zi'an from time to time, and finally couldn't help but say, "Master, why did you come to this world..."

"What you need is to save yourself, not rely on others to save you."

Lin Zian interrupted.

It's good that he's here to slay demons, but he doesn't want to be a nanny.

Ye Lun's expression darkened, then he nodded and said, "Thank you, Master, I'm the one who was stunned."

gradually.

A ray of brilliance appeared in the sky, and a round of morning sun slowly rose.

The boundless darkness was dispelled, and a trace of warmth surged in the hearts of many people who had experienced despair.

More than an hour later, a huge steel city wall appeared in front of it.

Searching the memory of the original owner, Lin Zian knew that the reason why the city wall was made of steel was mainly for the attack of monsters.

The formation has shielded most of the ghosts outside the city, and for those monsters, the city wall is the best defense.

When they came to the city gate, most people got off their cars and entered the city slowly.

The vehicles are each driven to another channel by a driver.

There are two checks to enter the city.

The first is electronic inspection, followed by manual inspection.

Following the crowd, Lin Zian walked through an electronic passageway with shining lights.

It is said that this channel has great restraint on ghosts, even if some ghosts with excellent resistance and means want to hide and pass through people, they will be forced out of their original forms.

Come to the manual inspection channel.

Several teams of soldiers with special rifles stood guard on both sides, looking seriously at every passer-by who entered the city, and when they found something wrong, they immediately turned their guns and fired.

After a simple inspection, Lin Zian received an identity card and entered the city.

Not long after, Lin Zian had Ye Lun and others parting ways in the city.

After walking around the neighborhood, he checked into a high-end hotel.

In the presidential suite, one soul orb can cover one week's expenses, and three meals and extra meals are free.

And because the payment was made with soul beads, the hotel manager came out to receive Lin Zian.

After all, just-needed items such as soul orbs are basically priceless, and few people will directly use soul orbs to deduct expenses.

In this regard, Lin Zian didn't bother to take some small losses, anyway, as long as he didn't get taken advantage of.

Moreover, I am afraid that he will rarely lack such extraneous things in the future.

After taking a look at his presidential suite, Lin Zian casually wandered around the hotel again, and went to bed early at night.

Early the next morning, a hearty breakfast was delivered to the door by the waiter.

Accompanying it was an invitation card with a simple shape.

Lin Zian finished up this pretty good breakfast, and then looked at the invitation.

Honkaku-ji Temple.

This is the sender of the invitation.

Benjue Temple is the largest temple in East Emperor City. There are at least dozens of mages like the original master master, and they usually don't pay attention to foreign monks at all.

"It seems the news spread quickly."

Lin Zian smiled and opened the invitation.

The above content is mainly to introduce a Buddhist altar three days later, and invite myself to participate.

Lin Zian knew that if he was just an ordinary monk, he would never receive the invitation.

Although it was not clearly stated in the invitation, he could still guess the reason why the other party invited him. It should be that those who entered the city with him had spread his deeds.

That's why Benjue Temple sent this invitation card, and wanted to distinguish the authenticity from the fake after three days.

Lin Zian closed the invitation and decided to attend.

Of course he didn't want to prove that he was an Arhat, after all he never admitted it.

However, he still lacks a few handy weapons and equipment. As the saying goes, Buddhism in the world is one family. I believe they will not be stingy in helping him when they see him in such a miserable state.

"Well, it's such a happy decision."

Lin Zian nodded.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

He opened the door, and a fat middle-aged man appeared in front of him.

"Excuse me, are you Master Fahai?"

The middle-aged man asked respectfully.

What kind of high-end hotel is this, with identity information leaking so serious?

It's fine to send an invitation here from Benjue Temple, why do people come to the door directly?

Lin Zi'an felt helpless, and said lightly: "Amitabha, I don't know why the benefactor is looking for me?"

"This one, Zhang Yulan, is a businessman."

Zhang Yulan explained: "I came here to ask Master to help me find my lost grandson."

Lin Zi settled down and asked, "Benefactor, if you want to find someone, why don't you inform the authorities, or ask a private detective?"

Zhang Yulan shook her head: "These things are not man-made, but a monster stole my grandson from my house. I have also invited many people to help me, including officials, Hongjue Temple, and private detectives. But nothing came of it."

As he said that, he pleaded: "Master, I only have this grandson. I just ask Master to come with me to take a look. Whether I can find it or not, I will give you a gift of thanks."

Seeing this, Lin Zian sighed slightly: "Amitabha, the benefactor will lead the way."

Anyway, I have to stay in this city for a few days, so let's go and have a look.

"Thank you master, thank you master."

Zhang Yulan thanked her and hurriedly led the way.

He took Lin Shi out of the hotel, got into the car squatting outside, and left the hotel.

On the way, Lin Zian also asked Zhang Yulan from whom she learned about herself, only to find out that it was the impeller who said it.

Seemingly thinking that Lin Zian was dissatisfied, Zhang Yulan hurriedly said, "Master, please don't blame impeller, I was too impatient and cheated him."

Lin Zian shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.

If he didn't want to, no matter how much Zhang Yulan begged, he wouldn't bother to move.

Now that the high profile has been decided, these things can be expected.

After counting for 10 minutes, they finally arrived at their destination, in front of a small villa.

Don't look at this as a small villa. In Dongdi City where every inch of land is precious, there are very few such villas, not to mention that there are many security guards standing beside the villa.

Through the communication in the middle, Lin Zian has obtained some basic information about his grandson.

A baby of one year and three months.

On the day of the disappearance, the nanny suddenly fell into a coma, and his grandson was also taken away from the villa.

"Master, please come inside!"

Zhang Yulan opened the door and welcomed Lin Zian in.

As soon as the two entered, they saw two young men, a man and a woman, sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing them, Zhang Yulan looked a little embarrassed.

"Dad, why did you invite someone again? How many people have you had in the past few days?"

The woman stood up and complained, then looked at Lin Zian with displeasure.

Chapter 140

Hearing this, Zhang Zonglan's expression was a little unhappy: "Zhang Lanlan, why are you talking, and you still haven't apologized to the master?"

"Grandmaster?"

Zhang Lanlan said angrily: "What master, I think it's just a lie..."

Seeing this scene, Lin Zian sighed slightly in his heart.

He hated what happened to him, and he came to help with good intentions, only to be ridiculed by the client's relatives.

Immediately, he put his right hand in front of his chest and said in a deep voice, "Amitabha!"