“Are you mute?”

“Speak!”

Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes,

slowly turned his head,

and looked at the dark-skinned girl who was grabbing him.

In his eyes,

there was a hint of puzzlement,

as if he found this scene

somewhat inexplicable.

He wasn’t prepared at all,

and there wasn’t any setup.

He hadn't been summoned,

and suddenly woke up,

and was even patted on the chin,

and asked if he was mute?

Too many confusions, too many sudden events;

For a moment,

Zhou Ze and the dark-skinned girl were face to face, very close.

“Ha, Monk, look, isn’t this guy brain-damaged?

Hahahaha,

so the ghost messenger found someone with brain damage to possess,

hahahaha!”

The dark-skinned girl was in a good mood.

The person who stole from her Tongcheng Plantation was caught, and she also caught a zombie she liked that she could take back to use as a laborer.

Although the group who originally invited her to dinner were wiped out, what she could hold in her hands was what mattered to her; she never cared about illusory promises, so if they were gone, they were gone.

Farmers pay most attention to being practical and down-to-earth.

This was the philosophy of life her grandmother taught her, and after understanding these principles, she planted her grandmother.

“Amitabha, all living beings are equal. Being paralyzed or foolish is not this benefactor’s fault. He is also a pitiful person.

Especially since he was chosen by a ghost messenger to be possessed afterward; only he, the person involved, knows the hardships.”

The bald monk put his palms together

and chanted a Buddhist prayer for Zhou Ze, who was grabbed by the dark-skinned girl.

He was truly compassionate and sympathetic to all living beings.

Brain damage?

Hardships?

Pitiful?

Who are they talking about…?

Oh,

they’re talking about me…?

They!

Are!

Talking!

About!

Me!!!

Zhou Ze moved.

He reached out

and grabbed the hand that was holding his neck.

This hand,

although a girl’s hand,

was a bit dark and rough.

“Yo, you finally know how to resist? Monk, you seal up that zombie first, we’re getting ready to leave. I miss the flowers and plants at my house…”

Suddenly,

the dark-skinned girl stopped talking,

because she realized that the hand that was originally holding Zhou Ze’s neck

was being slowly removed by him.

Most importantly,

she didn't feel the other party using much strength,

but her right hand seemed to be completely out of her control.

“Amitabha, good.”

The bald monk walked towards Yingying, not yet noticing what was happening behind him.

Yes,

who would pay attention to what's behind them?

Who would know

that this was a special ghost messenger?

He usually plays with a small account,

but after logging off the small account,

the one who logged on

was actually a fully geared main account.

Zhou Ze pinched the dark-skinned girl’s hand,

and after breaking free,

his feet also landed on the ground.

He turned his body sideways,

looked at this little darkie,

and tilted his head slightly.

The dark-skinned girl's eyes widened immediately.

Although the person in front of her didn't have any aura leaking out,

she suddenly instinctively sensed a terrifying sense of crisis.

The flowers and plants on both sides of the road seemed to be issuing the most severe warnings to her together!

"Glug!"

The dark-skinned girl didn't scream,

nor did she call out to the bald monk who was farther away.

This sense of crisis made it clear to her

that she didn't have extra time to do more unnecessary things.

Her throat trembled,

her cheeks puffed out,

and in an instant,

the dark-skinned girl opened her mouth,

and a ball of karma fire spewed out from her mouth!

Terrifying karma fire

swept out.

At such a close distance,

and he was grabbing her,

she definitely couldn't dodge!

But the next scene

made the dark-skinned girl's heart turn cold in an instant.

The other party,

didn't dodge,

really didn't dodge,

but the karma fire she spat out

was actually inhaled into his nostrils

with the other party's breathing,

not a bit was left!

This… this… this…

How is this possible!

Zhou Ze gently rubbed the tip of his nose with one hand, and then,

continued to look at the dark-skinned girl in front of him with a very calm expression.

When the karma fire spewed out,

the bald monk sensed something,

but he didn't turn his head.

Instead, he continued to tug at the kasaya covering Yingying,

and asked with some curiosity, with his back to the scene:

“Didn’t you say you were going to take him back to plant? Why did you roast him now? Couldn’t wait, or were you hungry?”

The dark-skinned girl wanted to scream,

but she didn't dare to scream.

The eyes of the man in front of her

were of absolute calmness,

as if she was facing an ocean of death.

Under his gaze,

she was so small,

so small that she was like a drop of water about to fall into the sea, impossible to find and no one willing to find.

"Spe… ak… up…"

Zhou Ze opened his mouth.

His voice was a bit hoarse,

and also a bit deep.

The dark-skinned girl didn't know what to say. Her mind was completely suppressed.

At this time,

her mind was completely blank,

but,

she didn't know if some nerve was misfiring,

but when faced with Zhou Ze's questioning,

she actually twitched the corners of her lips

and gave an awkward smile.

"Are… you… mute…?"

"…" The dark-skinned girl.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

Yingying's screams came.

It turned out that the bald monk had already tightened the kasaya wrapped around Yingying, and even took out a black nail, preparing to nail it in!

Yingying originally had a chance to break through the kasaya’s seal,

but after the dark-skinned girl threatened her with her boss's life,

she voluntarily gave up resisting.

And at this time,

having been completely tightened, she had no room to resist.

As long as the bald monk hammered this nail down,

even a zombie king-level zombie

would be suppressed!

In the underground world, the so-called tomb-raiding sects seem to have their own methods for dealing with zombies, but in reality, these tomb-raiding sects have only learned the superficial skills, such as black donkey hooves and the like.

Since ancient times,

the Central Plains region's most experienced experts at dealing with evil existences have been the Buddhist and Taoist families.

After Yingying's screams came,

Zhou Ze's eyebrows seemed to reveal a hint of dissatisfaction,

seeming a little impatient.

He also seemed to be hesitating,

even more like he was struggling.

In the end,

he let go of the dark-skinned girl's hand

and walked towards the bald monk.

The dark-skinned girl was a little incredulous at first.

Did he just let her go like that?

Was he so magnanimous and impressive?

Based on the principle of better a dead friend than a dead me,

the dark-skinned girl saw that the bald monk was still there sealing the female zombie without realizing anything,

and she just ran off without saying a word.

She even unhesitatingly took out the plant seeds that she had eaten once before when fighting with Yingying, preparing to take drugs and escape.

But Zhou Ze, with his back turned, just said softly:

"Cof…"

Then he stopped,

lifted his head,

and took a deep breath.

The dark-skinned girl was faster after taking the drug.

"Cof…"

Zhou Ze gritted his teeth,

and then took a deep breath.

The dark-skinned girl was about to run out of sight!

He exhaled heavily,

Zhou Ze waved his hand reluctantly,

and said quickly:

"Coffee."

In an instant,

five black chains shot out directly from underground,

locking the neck and limbs of the running dark-skinned girl in an unreasonable and extremely domineering manner.

"Thump!"

The dark-skinned girl fell heavily to the ground,

and her nose started to bleed.

But what was even more terrifying

was that the chains dragged her back at high speed.

Her body's skin began extremely intimate and rapid contact with the ground.

By the time she was dragged back to the original place,

the dark-skinned girl was no longer dark,

but instead turned red,

with blood all over her body,

extremely miserable.

"Why… why…"

The dark-skinned girl didn't understand.

She didn't understand why he had let her run so far if he hadn't been willing to let her go.

Was it just so that the suffering she endured when being dragged back would be greater?

She was really wronged.

This was really not intentional.

At this time,

the bald monk, who was still busy sealing and preparing to hammer the nail, finally noticed the strangeness behind him,

and immediately turned around to look behind him.

He saw the dark-skinned girl locked on the ground, looking very miserable,

and saw Zhou Ze walking towards him step by step.

“Amitabha, Amitabha!”

The bald monk chanted Amitabha twice in a row.

Many times, "Amitabha" has many meanings,

such as: Benefactor, you are so generous, I will accept the incense money.

For example: Oh, so that's how it is.

For example: How awkward, I don’t know what to say.

Here,

it means:

Oh my God! Oh my God!

What on earth is going on!

“Amitabha, benefactor, you’re awake?”

The bald monk instinctively stood up and took a few steps back.

Although he couldn't sense any aura from Zhou Ze, the dark-skinned girl lying on the ground miserably and his sixth sense told him

that the person in front of him

was very dangerous.

Zhou Ze ignored the bald monk's greeting.

Instead, he walked to Yingying, who was wrapped in the kasaya,

and said directly:

"Dis…grace…ful…"

Sleeping with that guy for so long,

and still so useless,

disgraceful.

"It's like this, this girl gave up resisting in order to protect your life."

The bald monk said with a smile.

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

and then a little bit of anger appeared in his eyes.

How noisy,

meaning,

the disgraceful one wasn't her,

but me?

He squatted down,

reached out and placed his hand on the kasaya,

and a dark red nail grew out.

"Benefactor, this is the kasaya passed down from my master's lineage, blessed and refined by generations of Buddhist masters and eminent monks. It's okay to break it open from the inside, but if you want to break it open from the outside, if you don't do it right, it will cause even greater harm to the person being sealed!"

The bald monk put his palms together and reminded him.

Zhou Ze seemed not to have heard,

gently swiped his nail,

and the originally incomparably solid kasaya that could seal a zombie was directly torn open with a "whoosh,"

while Yingying, lying inside, blinked her eyes,

looking a bit dazed,

but definitely wasn't hurt in the slightest!

This…

The corners of the bald monk's mouth suddenly twitched stiffly.

"Amitabha, benefactor, it seems that you have a connection with this kasaya, and a connection with my Buddha;

This poor monk will leave now.

If we are destined, we will meet again..."

The bald monk only said half of his words when he realized that Zhou Ze was looking at him, with a smile on his face.

Obviously,

his meaning was very simple:

he wasn't going to let him leave.

The situation had changed too quickly,

and even a shrewd person like the bald monk quickly analyzed the changes in the situation and made corresponding changes in attitude,

but at this moment,

he knew

that this matter couldn't be resolved peacefully!

Damn it,

didn't that planting girl say that she could definitely poison him,

how did it turn out like this?

Also,

if you had shown this kind of aura from the beginning,

how could I have attacked you!

The next moment,

the bald monk slammed his chest,

and a golden talisman appeared,

sticking to the position of his forehead.

In an instant,

it was as if a golden Buddha was standing behind him!

"Please let my Buddha possess me!

Benefactor,

leave people a way out, so you can meet again in the future. Don't push people too far!

You must know

that the Buddhist sect also has the Vajra angry-eyed form!"

Zhou Ze slowly stood up.

At the same time,

the aura that had been suppressed all along suddenly burst out,

unruly,

overbearing,

arrogant!

The terrifying aura made this barrier

begin to teeter,

and even showed signs of collapsing!

The dark-skinned girl, locked and lying on the ground, opened her eyes wide,

with an expression of disbelief.

What exactly was this terrifying and horrifying aura?

What

had she released?

And when Zhou Ze's gaze looked towards the bald monk,

the bald monk's face froze directly,

because he discovered that the Buddha shadow behind him had already begun to crack under this gaze!

Who the hell

is this,

so terrifying!

For a moment,

the bald monk's mind flashed with the previous conversation between him and the dark-skinned girl:

…

"What's there to be afraid of in an ordinary person?"

"Wouldn't it be a big joke to be afraid of an ordinary person?"

"Are you mute?"

"Brain-damaged?"

"Amitabha, he's so pitiful, a person who has suffered a lot of hardships."

…

Damn it,

what exactly is going on?

In the bald monk's horrified eyes,

a flash of understanding suddenly appeared.

It's that Tongcheng ghost messenger.

The person in front of him should be something living in the body of that Tongcheng ghost messenger.

Oh heavens,

he and that little darkie drugged him together,

which was equivalent to the two of them opening the iron cage

and releasing the person in front of them!

It must be said

that the bald monk was very smart,

very, very smart,

but sometimes, in the face of absolute power,

no matter how much cleverness you have,

it won't do any good.

Zhou Ze took a step forward.

The Buddha shadow behind the bald monk had already distorted.

The bald monk discovered in shock

that it was the Buddha,

the Buddha was afraid!

Buddha can be afraid too?

"What… is… this…"

"It… it… it's Buddha."

The bald monk replied with chattering teeth.

"Oh…"

Zhou Ze shook his head

and continued:

"When I was born… there was no Buddha in the world…"