When the other monsters saw this, even though their terrifying eyes still fell on Zhen Shan with covetous eyes, they did not dare to approach her again, and even slowly retreated away in fear.

At this time, Zhen Shan saw that the alley that separated the Wuchen Zen House and the Buddhist Hall was densely crawling with monsters. Their bodies were covered with skeletal tumors and they were constantly squirming and making clicking sounds. They were really not ordinary disgusting creatures.

, even if you don’t have trypophobia, you will be frightened for a lifetime, and you will never be able to look directly at something like "meat" again.

Zhen Shan could still maintain a normal mind, but Da Ya couldn't. Goosebumps broke out all over her body, her scalp was about to explode, and she covered her mouth and kept retching.

How terrible!

Hell on earth?

"Are you okay?"

Zhen Shan handed her a handkerchief and asked.

Da Ya's face turned pale and she didn't dare to look at the alley again. She trembled and said, "I feel like I want to dig out my own eyes."

Zhen Shan: "Think of them as small flesh-colored balloons with skulls painted on them."

Daya: "..."

Also, can it still be like this?

Zhen Shan added: "Just don't step on them. After all, a small balloon bursts with a bang. If it were replaced by those things, it might explode with a pop of something unknown."

Daya: "..."

Please stop talking, the scene is too scary, she really can't bear it!

"Oh."

A chuckle made Zhen Shan startled slightly. The cold and ethereal laughter blurred gender, like the sound of Sanskrit from the West, cleansing all the negative emotions in his heart and breaking through the darkness and terror of the alley.

Zhen Shan couldn't help but look at him. Wu Chen looked indifferent and gently twisted the beads. He was still like a heartless and desireless Buddha on the lotus platform, as if the chuckle just now was just her illusion.

Wuchen noticed her gaze and turned his head. His gentle and compassionate voice was tainted with a hint of nervousness. Even the cinnabar between his eyebrows dimmed, "Is the donor scared?"

The cold Buddha lowered his eyes and was nostalgic for the world of mortals. Who could resist messing with him? No wonder she tried her best to seduce him back then, trying to blend her figure into those holy eyes of the world at all costs.

It’s too sinful!

But, it’s so exciting!

Zhen Shan wanted to cover his face, but also wanted to stretch out his sinful claws!

Hold on! Hold on! Even if she is a demon concubine, she cannot be so mad as to catch a sheep and pull it back and forth twice. This will really cause thunder and lightning!

"Wu Xin," he saw her looking at him blankly, the corners of her eyes were still a little red, as if she was about to cry from fright, she was so pitiful, Wu Chen's expression could no longer remain calm, the tears in her eyes still pained him even now.

Heartbroken and nervous, he couldn't help but call out her own Buddhist name.

That was a name that only the two of them knew, and he was the only one who called her that.

Zhen Shan's eyes flickered slightly, and she subconsciously responded to him, but her reason made her look confused and she said "ah" in confusion.

Wuchen's pale eyes dimmed, and he returned to his previous appearance of an indifferent and untainted eminent monk, "Is the donor okay?"

Zhen Shan nodded slightly, feeling a little embarrassed again, and couldn't help but ask Que'er, "Doesn't I look like a scumbag?"

Queer wanted to nod, but he had no such worries, "Whatever you do is right."

Zhen Shan: "I think so too."

Queer: "..."

So you just want to ask.

Que'er's white and tender bun face showed a trace of happiness. Fortunately, it was smart enough and didn't talk nonsense. Otherwise, it would not only be Master Wuchen who would be sad at this time, but also this little unlucky guy.

Da Ya in the back looked at the two people who seemed to be following the script of falling in love and killing each other, and wanted to remind them that the scene ahead was too scary. Can they finish the escape plot first before talking about relationships?

Moreover, has Miss Ashan forgotten that she came out to save her companions?

Well, Zhen Shan actually didn't forget that much. Although she didn't care much about the life and death of those people, she wasn't really cold-blooded enough to stand by and watch them all die. She would still take advantage of them if she could be saved.

Of course, don't think that Zhen Shan will bear everyone's lives on her own. She doesn't have such a high level of ideological awareness. After all, she is the enchanting concubine who takes the villain's script.

Zhen Shan looked at Wuchen and asked, "Can these monsters eat people?"

Wuchen shook his head lightly, "You are not allowed to kill in the temple."

Zhen Shan glanced at the monsters that were still eyeing her, "They will attack people."

Wuchen added: "There must be no blood in front of the Buddha."

Zhen Shan raised her eyebrows and said, "You can't let these things pounce on me. They just want to play with me."

Wuchen's ears burned, but her clean and transparent eyes suddenly turned cold, as if a cold light flashed across her face. Zhen Shan was stunned because she felt that the compassionate Buddha in front of her had a murderous intention.

Illusion!?

Even if she only meant that the murderous intention was not directed at her, the little monk Wuchen, who pitied all the people in the world, could have such an astonishing murderous intention?

Time is really scary!

Wuchen looked at those monsters, his pale eyes seemed to be compassionate, but also seemed to be ruthless, "Even if you have abandoned me, Buddha, how can you ask for salvation?"

His voice was clean and thorough, but there was no mercy from the Buddha anymore, only Shura's cold pronouncement. The beads fell off his hand and fell to the ground. The golden light of Sanskrit on the beads suddenly appeared, like cracks, and exploded suddenly.

The red lotus fire bloomed and quickly swallowed the monsters in the alley.

Zhen Shan looked at Wuchen silently, the fire of karma reflected in her dark eyes, trembling slightly, and her emotions were hard to describe.

Da Ya was so shocked by the fantasy scene that she took a breath of air. She looked at Wu Chen like she was looking at the boss of a game. And who is Miss Ashan who seems to have something to do with him?

What kind of bad luck did he have to win the favor of Miss Ashan? When Da Ya thought about the players dragged away by the monster, she was both happy and frightened.

The monsters roared and wailed in pain in the karma fire until they turned into soot and were blown away by the wind across the sky and earth.

Wuchen put his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

Zhen Shan discovered that after the tumors on some monsters' faces were burned away by karma fire, the faces revealed were not pain and despair, but excitement and relief, just like the old woman before.
Chapter completed!