942: C942 A Bloody Hand

C942 A Bloody Hand

The shout coming from the Rotunda was like a thunderbolt cutting through the dark clouds. It made Honest Monk's mind tremble and he immediately raised his head to look over there.

Then, he saw a scene that should not have happened: Rotunda s that were only three to four meters tall, occupying two to three square meters of the ground, were currently emitting a faint golden light around them. The golden light was also only about a meter long, vaguely but it was very real.

Along with the flash of golden light, Honest Monk's lifeless heart was like a stream rolling into a clear stream, washing away everything that was rotten and rotten, leaving nothing behind.

His spirit was lifted as his will to die suddenly dissipated. A confident smile caused his pale face to turn red once more. He clasped his hands together and nodded towards that side and loudly said, "Heavenly Sovereign Immeasurable , disciple understands."

As the golden light dissipated and the birds disappeared, the world became dark once again. Only the faint yellow and red moon in the sky still faintly overlooked the world.

That scene just now was like an illusion, an illusion that had no reason to exist. It was as if a person had gone blind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhang San was like this, he stared at the Rotunda: "Fake, this is definitely fake!"

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly shook his head and wiped his eyes with his hand, but when he opened them again, he did not see the miraculous scene from before. He forced out a laugh and looked at Exorcist: "Heh, haha, this is just a little trick that the old fogeys are playing, we do not need it! Exorcist, you, you …"

Halfway through Zhang San's words, he realized that Exorcist was already leaning on a tree, with blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth.

The explosive shout from the Rotunda just now allowed Honest Monk to struggle free from his inner demons, but it also injured Exorcist, who was using all of his strength to deal with the old monk, and made her completely destroy his captivating evil art. Don't even think about using this kind of evil technique to control others in the future, he also suffered heavy internal injuries.

The pale Exorcist ignored Zhang San, clenching his teeth, he picked up the flute and played it at the side with force.

The sharp and thin sound of the flute was like a ghost rising from the grass. It brought along a group of snakes that slithered up, spitting out their scarlet tongues. Their bean-like scarlet eyes glared fiercely at Honest Monk.

"The universe was originally divided into Yin and Yang, and was divided into two sets of sixty-four divinities. The Golden Crow does not let the common people suffer, and it follows the sun for thousands of miles without tiring or dying. Its body turns into mountains, its hair flows in rivers, and its walking sticks become trees …"

Just as the Exorcist's flute sounded and tens of thousands of snakes slithered forward to charge Honest Monk, the monk lowered his head and started chanting a strange scripture.

The serpents that were slithering towards him hovered a meter in front of him, not daring to take another step forward.

If someone were to look down from the sky, they would be able to see that there was a faint yet irregular golden line drawn around the Rotunda, the stone house, and Honest Monk.

When all the snakes came into contact with this pale golden ball, they would immediately bounce back as if they had been electrocuted, not daring to take another step forward.

When the group of snakes meandered forward, out of fear of the humans towards these cold-blooded animals, the Honorable Emissary and Li Wei and the other two surrounded Exorcist tightly. Their eyes were filled with joy.

They did not think that Honest Monk would have the courage to die from a snake's kiss.

However, the serpentine group seemed to have met an invisible glass. They were no longer able to move forward and could only squeak on the spot in a very impatient manner. Their smiles froze all of a sudden.

Exorcist did not seem to believe that something like this would happen. Even though she had been injured by the illusion just now, she did not admit defeat.

The group of snakes immediately became enlivened, hissed and threw themselves at Honest Monk with all their might!

However, no matter how excited the group of snakes were, no matter how sharp the flute of the Exorcist was, these cold-blooded animals were still unable to cross that invisible boundary.

At the same time, Honest Monk's chanting became louder and louder, almost matching the sound of the flute.

Zhang San and the rest felt that their blood vessels were speeding up, their hearts were pounding, and their stomachs were twitching. The urge to vomit was getting stronger and stronger.

"Squeak!"

"Tai!"

With a squeak, it was the sound of the Exorcist's flute. Like a broken string, it released a final scream at the moment it snapped.

The sound of "Tai" was Honest Monk's explosive shout, full of energy.

The two sounds were like two swords as they fiercely collided.

"Ahh!

The woman who was called Exorcist suddenly let out a miserable scream as she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The envoy was shocked. "Exorcist …"

Before she could finish her words, Exorcist had already jumped into the forest, flying away.

The envoy was terrified and shouted, "Quickly, climb the tree!"

There were so many snakes in the forest. Just now, because of the existence of Exorcist, these cold-blooded animals could ignore Zhang San and the others. But now that the Exorcist had escaped, would the group of snakes that became enraged with the last flute sound care about them?

Fortunately, the Imperial Emissary reacted fast enough, jumping up the tree with a shout.

Zhang San subconsciously grabbed a tree with his right hand and flipped over like a bean. He reached out with his right hand and climbed up half of the tree in the blink of an eye.

However, Li Si's reaction was a little slow. When he sensed that something was wrong and was about to climb the tree, those violent snakes came swarming over like a swarm of bees.

"Go away, go away, you damned — ah!"

Li Si hugged the tree with both hands. He wanted to quickly climb up, but he was slightly slow. He was trapped in a hopeless situation. At least seventy to eighty snakes pounced on him.

When a Black Snake entered his mouth, his cries of agony abruptly stopped. He fell down from the tree unwillingly, and in the blink of an eye, he was submerged by a group of snakes.

Zhang San, who was riding on the tree branch, saw his companion covered by snakes. Thinking about what would happen next, he could no longer suppress his stomach and spat it out.

Only now did he know that Exorcist suddenly turned around and fled just now. It was because she was unable to control the group of snakes after getting injured, and would definitely suffer the backlash of the snakes, thus she was able to escape in time.

But before she ran away, the woman did not warn the others to go with her — it was clear from this how afraid she was of the snakes' backlash.

"Bastard, when we get back, I must tell Master to punish you well!"

Zhang San cursed with a pale face.

He did not dare to curse loudly for fear of alerting the group of snakes below him.

Snake son can climb a tree, currently did not discover him, because he ran up the tree too fast.

Honest Monk stopped his chanting as well. He shook his head and sighed as he looked at the bulging pile of snakes.

The departure of the Exorcist caused the group of snakes to feel as if they had just awoken from a dream. The vast majority of the snakes turned around and dived into the forest, leaving behind only that group of snakes.

A few minutes later, the group of snakes began to retreat as well. Only a pile of bones remained on the ground.

There was not even a shred of meat left. It was completely white, as if it had eaten up the bones of a chicken.

Just a few minutes ago, these bones were Zhang San's brothers.

He stared blankly at the white bone with his mouth wide open. He didn't know he was salivating until the petite Imperial Emissary quickly slid down the tree. Then, he climbed up the tree and jumped down like an ape.

The Exorcist fled, and Li Si died, but the mission was not completed.

Within the Greedy Wolf, there was only one thing that could not be accomplished, and that was death.

As for whether Exorcist and the Honored Warrior would accept the punishment of death, Zhang San did not know. He only knew that if he went back like this, he would die.

Therefore, he had to stay. Even if the result would be death, it was still better than dying under family rules.

Not to mention that the High Envoy had not withdrawn. He had a very calm appearance.

Zhang San swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. He carefully walked around the pile of bones and said in a low voice, "Just now …"2

The Emissary interrupted him and looked at the Rotunda as he laughed coldly: "Just now, it was just a Taoist trick, he can block a group of snakes, can he block us? "Go!"

With a shout from the chief envoy, he pounced towards Honest Monk.

She was absolutely sure that she could control Honest Monk and use her professional punishment to force him to reveal the whereabouts of the scripture.

After seeing that the Honored Warrior had made his move, Zhang San's spirit was greatly shaken. He also let out a loud shout and pounced towards Honest Monk.

In the organization, Zhang San was part of the assassination department and could be said to be a professional killer.

When he first came here, both he and Li Si were unhappy with their superior's decision to send an envoy with Exorcist. They felt that the organization did not trust them at all.

Of course, they had heard from their Lord before that the old bastard who was guarding the Rotunda before was very powerful. However, he was already dead, so no matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be a threat to anyone now that he was dead.

In order to show his usefulness in the organization, Zhang San used all of his strength when he jumped at the old monk, as if this was the only way to vent the frustration in his heart.

The Imperial Emissary was the first to rush towards Honest Monk. His movements were faster than lightning, but not as fast as Zhang San.

Zhang San was one of the last to arrive. When he rushed past the envoy, he felt a trace of pride in his heart: "Your reputation is not small, but your reputation is just for show!"

Zhang San was proud, but he didn't see the trace of ridicule that flashed in the Honorable Envoy's eyes.

In the envoy's point of view, Honest Monk was a person who relied on his words to seduce people's hearts. He didn't have much ability at all, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped guarding Handler Forest back then.

She had purposely slowed down because she had suddenly thought of a legend: among the three great Palace Master s of the Anggui Cult, other than the West Palace s who were in charge of the wealth and power, the other two great Palace Master s were all experts. In particular, the West Palace s in charge of assassinations were not any weaker than the Anggui Kings.

And Honest Monk, was a West Palace Palace Master of the Anggui Cult.

Because Honest Monk did not stand guard during the Handler Forest battle, the envoy did not believe that the old bald donkey was an expert, which was why he underestimated him.

However, after she pounced over, she felt something was wrong. This was why she purposely slowed down her speed so that Zhang San could test Honest Monk.

What Zhang San didn't know was that with a loud shout, he pounced towards Honest Monk like a Crossbow Arrow.

Then, the envoy saw a hand suddenly grow out from Zhang San's back.

Bloody hands.

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