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In the mountains late at night.

This temple carved out of the cliff stands quietly in the wind.

The temple is dark.

Only in front of the Buddhist altar, a long-bright lamp shone faintly.

Dong dong dong——

The sad-looking monk guarding the temple knelt in front of the Buddhist altar, holding a wooden fish and chanting sutras devoutly.

But the Buddha statue kept turning its back as if it didn't want to see him.

"My Buddha is merciful, and Buddha forgives sins."

"Forgive me."

There are only two sentences that the monk guarding the temple repeats over and over again.

The murmuring sounds were drowned in the howling wind.

Don't know how long.

The door of the small temple creaked and someone pushed it open from the outside.

The mountain wind rushed in, and the ever-bright lamp dimmed again.

The monk quickly put down the wooden fish and stretched out his hand to protect the light.

Outside the door was a man in black robes.

The loose robe fluttered in the wind.

"Eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, do you think this can wash away your sins?" A low and cold voice came from the black robe.

"Donor, if you don't want to come in, please close the door. Don't disturb the Buddha by talking nonsense!" the monk said displeased.

The man in black robe sneered and stepped into the small temple.

The temple door closed, shutting out the wind.

Under the dim yellow light, the man in black robe was completely shrouded in robe, and even his face was wearing a black mask with only his eyes exposed.

"Alarming the Buddha?"

He seemed to smile.

"Isn't your appearance the greatest irony to Buddha? Did Buddha ever look at you?"

The monk didn't speak, his face looked uncertain.

"Evil people are evil people, why bother to force yourself? Do you really think that you can become a Buddha immediately if you put down the butcher's knife?"

"It's been so many years, and you still can't understand this truth?"

The monk still didn't speak.

"Forget it, I'm not here to waste my time with you today." Seeing that he didn't respond, the man in black robe snorted coldly.

"Is that person not dead yet?"

The monk raised his head and glanced at the man in black robe: "Who are you talking about?"

"Who else can it be? I've set up a formation in the mountain. Who else but that person can see your ruined temple?"

"You mean the donor?" the monk said.

"Don't tell me that you have killed him so quickly."

"Of course not, he is still in the temple."

"That's alright. Your mission is completed. The Immortal has ordered you to hand the person over to me. As for the things on him, you can take them if you want. They should be regarded as your reward."

The man in black robe said calmly.

As if he was confident that the monk would take me down.

"Those treasures?" There was a hint of excitement in the monk's eyes, and then his expression changed and he clasped his hands together.

"I'm having delusions again, it's my fault!"

"You haven't had enough fun in all these years?" The man in black robe became impatient and said coldly: "Where is the person? This is the order of the Immortal Duke, you must hand him over!"

The monk raised his head, glanced at him faintly, and said calmly: "It's right behind you."

"What?"

The man in black robe was startled. Although he had reacted immediately, it was still a step too late.

A long knife with cold light was placed on his neck.

I held the knife with my hand wearing a human leather glove, so in terms of speed, he was slightly slower.

"Old Seven, how dare you betray the Immortal!" The man in black robe's eyes changed drastically.

"Take care of yourself first." I said coldly, "Who are you from Xiangongtang? Another Zhang Jianming?"

"It seems you know a lot, and I really can't keep you!" the man in black robe said gloomily.

"Don't tell me?" I pressed my hands hard.

The blade cut his skin, and blood immediately seeped out.

"I'm not Zhang Jianming!" The man in black robe didn't seem to be in any pain, and there was a hint of pride in his tone.

The next second, I noticed something was wrong.

The blood seeping out from the skin of his neck did not flow downwards, but instead looked up like worms.

Immediately afterwards, an ugly human face appeared on the back of the neck, its mouth opened instantly, and tentacle-like blood spit out at me.

I'll block it with my sword.

With the help of human leather gloves, my speed and reaction were fast, and a wave of bloodshot eyes was cut off by me in an instant.

Facial sores!

This guy is parasitized by human facial sores!

I turned my back to the temple gate, and there was a cold feeling behind me.

Glancing slightly.

The temple door was actually covered with red bloodshot threads.

It seemed that this guy had already laid an ambush the moment he entered the door.

It's definitely no ordinary facial sore.

Ordinary people with facial scars are not very intelligent, so they cannot be as cunning and changeable as he is.

"Old Qi, why are you still standing there?"

The mouth in front of the man in black robe spoke, and bloodshot eyes kept flying from the sore on the back of his neck.

I seem to remember who he is.

Envoy of the Eight Immortals!

At that time in the frozen meat factory, when Qiu Yunbai and Qiu Yunbai were dealing with a certain Zhang Jianming, this guy appeared.

His name is Monk Lao Qi. In other words, the monk is the Seven Immortals of Xiangongtang?

Good guy.

Either they don't show up, or they come when they come out.

"Little monk's delusions!" Fortunately, the monk did not regain consciousness, but stood on my side.

"Don't commit murder in front of the Buddha!"

"Buddha?" The Eight Immortals' voice mocked, "Have you not done enough evil deeds in front of Buddha? After all these years, your brain has not recovered yet?"

"The Immortal has an order. This kid must be caught this time. Otherwise, if he continues to develop, he will be a huge threat to our Immortal Hall!"

"I have suffered from delusions all these years, has the Immortal Lord ever saved me?" The monk was not persuaded by him, but turned cold.

"I am wandering in the world, and only I, the Buddha, have mercy and take me in!"

"If you dare to make a mistake in front of Buddha, I will not forgive you!"

The monk turned his body sideways and stood between me and the Eight Immortals.

This is something I didn't expect.

"If you betray Duke Immortal, go to the West with him to meet your Buddha!" ​​The Eight Immortals envoy said in a cold tone.

The man with facial sores opened his mouth, and hair-like red blood spurted out.

The momentum is fierce.

The monk didn't dodge and went straight to catch the bloodshot threads with his bare hands.

While they were fighting, I used a long knife to chop at the bloodshot threads wrapped around the door panel.

The blood thread breaks and regenerates immediately.

After a few cuts, I realized that these bloodshot threads could not be cut away without removing the Eight Immortals.

I made a prompt decision and attacked the Eight Immortals Envoy with my sword.

While the monk is still awake, kill him first.

The monk dared to catch the blood thread with his bare hands without being affected by the blood thread, which shows how advanced his own strength is.

Helping me now is entirely because my brain is unclear.

If he suddenly wakes up and comes with the Eight Immortals to deal with me, it will be enough for me to drink a pot.

The blood streaks in the sores on the human face seem to be endless and endless.

Constantly breaking, constantly reborn.

Although the monk is not afraid of bloodshot eyes, he will not be able to kill the Eight Immortals for a while.

The human body is nothing more than a parasitic shell inhabited by human facial sores.

The Eight Immortals make their bodies flexible and can make all kinds of incredible movements. While dodging our attacks, they can also fight back.

And the bloodshot ones keep coming out of the darkness to make sneak attacks, so you must be on guard at all times.

The nemesis of human facial sores is the Fire Lotus Talisman of the Tianlian Sect, but that is the secret skill of the Tianlian Sect. It is not known to outsiders and does not exist in the Talisman and Seal Script.

I have to find another way.

Then try Palm Thunder.

What will be the effect of palm thunder shot by wearing human leather gloves?