Horror Studio

"How much is it?" Qian Jiangyue asked seriously.

"Hey, if I fight again later, I won't help you." Qiancang said in a low voice. If he runs away alone, the problem is not big.

Hearing Qian Jiangyue's words, Huijue flushed. He didn't answer this question, nor did he answer it.

"Enough, go down, really shameful!" Abbot Qingyuan has rushed over.

Qiancang smiled and said, "Many things are better for everyone's mind." After he finished speaking, he rubbed his hands.

"What do you want?" Qingyuan asked directly.

Qian Jiangyue looked around, "You let them leave first."

After hesitating for two or three seconds, Qingyuan still agreed to Qian Jiangyue's request.

"Let's talk now." Qingyuan looked very impatient.

"Visitors are also guests, and visitors are guests, so why don't we find a room to have a good chat." Qian Jiangyue made an inch.

Qingyuan thought about it for a moment, and still agreed to Qian Jiangyue's request.

Soon, the two followed Qingyuan to a very ordinary guest room, the decoration in the room was a bit like an ordinary small hotel.

Two cups of fragrant tea were placed on the table, "Please drink tea." Qingyuan made a gesture of inviting. For ordinary tourists, he does not need to come forward, but the behavior of Qian Jiangyue and Qian Cangyi just now has changed their identities from Ordinary tourists have become dangerous tourists.

The most important thing about a tourist attraction is not how beautiful the scenery is, but it needs a healthy and good reputation. If bad things are caused, it will have a very large impact on income for a long time.

Qian Cangyi and Qian Jiangyue did not drink.

"I don't know what the two are called?" Qingyuan asked.

"After knowing our names, can you call the police to catch us?" Qiancang asked back.

"No." Qingyuan shook his head, "It's just that you always have a name for each other, right?"

"Cang Yi." Qian Cang Yi said his code name.

"Qian Jiangyue." Qian Jiangyue also reported his code name.

"Uh...hehe, okay." Qingyuan smiled awkwardly, "The two can call me Qingyuan. From the looks of the two, it should not be for the money. Can you tell me the reason?"

"I just heard you say something. You said that this kind of thing happened a month ago. We want to know what it is?" Qiancang said.

Qian Jiangyue turned his head and glanced at Qiancang, with a slightly curious look in his eyes.

"A month ago?" Qingyuan repeated, looking sad and reluctant to mention it.

"Well, is there someone making trouble?" Qiancang asked.

"Also...it's not a trouble, at least no two of him can make trouble." Qingyuan paused when he said that, he looked at the expressions of one and two Qiancang, and then continued: "His name is Zhang Chao. A very common name, he is not making trouble, he seems to have really met a ghost." When saying this, Qingyuan seemed to recall the scene at that time.

"How do you say?" Qian Cangyi pushed the tea in front of him to the center of the table, "Can you tell us about Zhang Chao in detail?"

"Well, he is a young man in his twenties, he is very thin and can not be compared with the two, like a bamboo pole, sometimes the wind on the mountain is a little bit stronger, I feel that he will be blown away. He comes to Chunhuai The purpose of the temple is neither to hope to be promoted and to make money, nor to find a good girl, but for his own life.” Qingyuan increased his tone, “He has been kneeling in front of the Buddha and praying, and the dark circles under his eyes are very serious, it is almost alike. The same makeup."

"In the beginning I was just curious, but since Zhang Chao came in two ends of the day, and his body was getting worse day by day, in the end, he finally fainted, knelt in front of the Buddha statue and fainted. The security rushed him to the hospital, but a few days later , He came to Chunhuai Temple again, that is, a month ago, different from before, this time he did not come to bow down, but to destroy."

"When he raised the iron rod hidden on his body, he was stopped by the monks in the temple. We should have suffered the loss, but Zhang Chao was crying and crying. I have never seen a person crying so sad. In the sound of sobbing, he kept asking: why, why, why it doesn’t work for you."

"Finally, because the security guards were afraid that Zhang Chao would have an accident, they put him on the ground and let him cry. I don't know how long it took. Maybe he was tired from crying, maybe he understood." Qingyuan swallowed, "In short , He left, and never came to Chunhuai Temple again. This was just a month ago."

"Do you know where he lives?" Qian Cangyi felt that he had finally caught a clue.

Qingyuan shook his head.

"Should you live in Qicheng?" Qiancangyi didn't give up.

"I...I'm not so sure." Qingyuan still shook his head, "Maybe in Qicheng."

"Does anyone else know?" Qian Jiangyue said.

"Maybe Huijue knows." Qingyuan touched his chin with his right hand.

Soon, Huijue came into the room. After seeing one or two people in Qiancang, his face turned blue in an instant. If it weren't for Qingyuan to be here~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he might rush up directly, but he was beaten in the end. It will definitely be him.

"Abbot Qingyuan, why are you looking for me?" Hui Jue hung his hands on both sides and lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake.

"They want to know about Zhang Chao, do you know where Zhang Chao lives?" Qingyuan was straightforward, no nonsense.

"Is that Zhang Chao?" Huijue asked for confirmation.

"It was Zhang Chao who wanted to smash the Buddha statue with an iron rod a month ago." Qingyuan nodded while speaking.

"How would I know." Huijue was still very angry.

"Does he live in Qicheng?" Qingyuan asked patiently.

Seeing Huijue's disgusting expression on his face, Qingyuan thought to himself: If it weren't for two outsiders, I would have killed you as a kid!

Hearing what Qingyuan said, Huijue raised his head and thought for a while, his eyes rolled around, "The words...Uh, I remember, it seems that he doesn't live in Qicheng, he said it." After that, Huijue smiled. .

"In that case, I'm disturbed." Qian Jiangyue pulled Qian Jiangyue and stood up.

The two quickly walked out.

"Abbot Qingyuan, just let the two of them leave like this?" Hui Jue was surprised.

"You didn't see that one of them can deal with the two security guards. The trouble is already big enough. If the trouble continues, our losses will only increase. Huijue, you have to be smart. People can't just fight for a moment. "Qingyuan scolded angrily.

"Yeah." Huijue lowered his head, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Outside.

"Zhang Chao must be right in Qicheng." Qian Cang quickened his pace.

"Oh, are you so sure?" Qian Jiangyue's tone was mocking.

"I'm sure, I'm about 20 years old. Since it's a bamboo pole, he must be taller than 1.75 meters tall and weighed less than 60 kilograms. Unfortunately, there are hundreds of thousands of people in Qicheng..." Qiancang nodded.