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Chapter 2150: The rain is coming

The robbery of Dzizhu Temple and the killing of the host made Luo Zheng feel a faint pressure coming, creating a feeling of a storm coming and wind filling the building, as if there was a terrifying force in front of him, but it could not be touched. This feeling made Luo Zheng very depressed. The middle-aged lama is the master's disciple, and the future host of Dzizhu Temple, regarding the middle-aged lama as his confidant with the master's eyes and experience, is enough to show that the middle-aged lama is absolutely reliable.

After asking, I learned that a few days ago, an unknown armed force suddenly appeared at Dzizhu Temple, RPG, heavy machine gun, grenade and other excellent weapons at night. More than 20 people directly razed Dzizhu Temple to the ground, killed all the monks, and snatched Dzizhu Temple. The middle-aged lama happened to come back from another temple to participate in industry exchanges. Unfortunately, it was too late. Fortunately, he met the master who was still breathing a sigh of relief.

The militants came from and went unknown, and they wore masks and could not see any of them. Before their death, the master told the middle-aged lama to come to Luo Zheng, saying that Luo Zheng was the only person who could find the Dzi beads, and asked the middle-aged lama to obey Luo Zheng's arrangements. Luo Zheng asked these details clearly and fell into deep thought. The middle-aged man looked at Luo Zheng with a sad expression and said anxiously: "Master said you can find the murderer. Please tell me where they are. I want to seek revenge on them and get the Dzi beads."

"What special function does the Dzi bead have?" Luo Zheng asked in a deep voice. The militants did not hesitate to offend the entire Lama Cult and wanted to steal the Dzi beads. It was definitely not a collection, but should have other uses. Luo Zheng looked at the middle-aged Lama seriously.

The middle-aged lama hesitated for a moment and looked at Shi Feng. Shi Feng realized that it was better to know this secret. He said tactfully: "You two, I'll arrange something." Then he turned around and left.

As soon as Shi Feng left, the middle-aged lama lowered his voice and said, "Using the method can broaden the brain, but it must cooperate with the internal skills and techniques of this sect. There is only one kind of person who understands this, that is, the Dzi beads have been kept by all generations. The master passed it to me. As far as I know, there are no ones in the world who understand this."

"Open the brain?" Luo Zheng was shocked and heard the scene of him going to Dzizhu Temple when he was injured. The master helped him heal his brain. It turned out to be related to Dzizhu. He thought about it and whispered: "Since no one understands it, why are they snatching it over? Do they have other unknown uses? Where did this Dzizhu come from?"

"It is unclear whether there are other uses. The Dzi beads have been passed down from generation to generation. It has been more than two thousand years. It is said that they were found from a flying stone outside the sky. There is no written record, but it is passed down from generation to generation. This is the highest secret. Only those who are in charge of the Dzi beads in history can know it." The middle-aged lama whispered.

"Flying stones outside the sky?" Luo Zheng didn't expect it to be an alien. Maybe it was related to future technology. Could it be the Dark Church? Thinking of this, Luo Zheng couldn't help but be shocked. Following this idea, he found that it was entirely possible and couldn't help but get anxious. If this is true, it means that the Dark Church is taking action on something, and then combining those god-level soldiers to contact him actively, Luo Zheng was even more sure of his judgment.

"Do you have any clues?" the middle-aged lama asked in a deep voice.

"There are some, but I'm not sure. In this way, I'll settle you first. What's your name?" Luo Zheng frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Sangji, if you walk in the secular world, call me a subdistrict name." The middle-aged lama responded casually.

"Senji, a very good name." Luo Zheng did not ask the other party's name. After pondering for a moment, he asked: "Revenge cannot be accomplished in one or two days. The other party is very strong and may sacrifice at any time. You must be mentally prepared. What are your plans after the revenge?"

"Get Dzi beads and rebuild Dzi beads. Before that, I will follow your arrangements. This is what my master told me." The middle-aged lama named Sangji said seriously.

"Okay, so I'll arrange a place to go for a short training period first, mainly to be familiar with hot weapons and basic military skills. Your martial arts are very advanced, but our enemies are very powerful, especially good at hot weapons. No matter how strong your martial arts are, you won't be hit by a bullet. What do you mean?" Luo Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"See your arrangement." Sanji did not object and agreed.

"Follow me." Seeing that Sangji was calm and did not shout to take revenge, Luo Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took Sangji out of the office, found Shi Feng in other offices, said goodbye, returned to the roof, and quickly left by helicopter. Luo Zheng did not know the base, but asked the helicopter to a training base deep in the mountains. It was a training base unique to the Quack Bureau, a small military camp, where the brothers usually trained themselves, there were no instructors, and the staff were all injured and retired brothers.

Luo Zheng handed Sangji to the person in charge, and after taking a helicopter, he quickly returned to the base. After entering the office, he immediately called Lan Xing and Hong Meihua from the inside line, briefly told Sangji's story, and finally told him: "You two will immediately investigate the authenticity of this matter. If possible, it is best to find out the group of militants."

What Sangji said only represents one's own words. Out of caution, Luo Zheng must investigate the truth clearly before he can absolutely believe Sangji. As a senior commander, he must have such a suspicious attitude. Hong Meihua and Lanxing knew the importance of this matter and quickly agreed: "Yes."

After seeing off the two, Luo Zheng called Lan Xue again on the inside, told Sangji about it, and finally added: "If everything is true, if it is done by the Dark Church, it means that the Dark Church has done something in the near future. We must speed up our understanding of this organization."

"It's good to carry Sangji in short-term military training. This guy is very skilled in martial arts. If he is familiar with the combat methods of hot weapons, he will definitely be a great help on the battlefield in the future and will be beneficial to us. As for the Dark Church, I have transferred the relevant files of the God-level Soldier King. All of them are on this CD. The situation of the Dark Church can only be studied by Cao Xi. However, I guess I can't have too much expectations." Lan Xue said as she took out a CD from the folder.

Luo Zheng took the CD over and asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"

"If there are important things in the books, the Dark Church will never give up easily. Do you think the core things will be placed in a church outside the wilderness? It would be nice to find some clues." Lan Xue explained.

"What I said makes sense. I will first study the situation of the God-level Soldier King to see what this group of people is. I will leave it to you for handling matters such as applying for military merits." Luo Zheng said, sat back on the office chair and put the CD in the computer to observe.

"Well, don't be too tired, you can't hurry up like this." Lan Xue reminded her concern and turned around and left.r1148
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