Chapter 20 Truth

The fat man couldn't help but gasp. This completely overturned his understanding of these monks. "Aren't they supposed to be accumulating merit? How does drinking and eating meat count as merit?" They were clearly fake monks, wine-and-meat monks.

Jiang Cheng held his breath and gently patted the fat man's arm, while pointing to a corner. The fat man looked over, and the next second, his eyes froze.

In the dim corner, several monks were gathered around, and the monk in the very center was none other than Huicong. But at this moment, Huicong looked extremely miserable. Monks kept bringing him wine and meat to eat, but Huicong gritted his teeth and refused to comply. After several attempts, the other monks became angry and slapped him in the face, then swarmed over and beat him with their fists and feet. Huicong's wails were especially piercing in the night.

Gradually, the behavior of these wine-and-meat monks became more and more exaggerated. They stripped Huicong naked, then whipped him with a whip soaked in wine. Huicong rolled on the ground in pain.

"Eat! Why don't you eat?" the monk wielding the whip roared. "The abbot said that drinking and eating meat is merit. Why aren't you cultivating merit, Junior Brother Huicong?"

"How can you get rid of your inner demons if you don't cultivate merit?"

After a bout of whipping, Huicong lay on the ground, on the verge of death. At this time, the monks held him down, pried open his mouth, and stuffed meat and poured wine into it.

Then the monk who was whipping turned halfway around. In the dim candlelight, Jiang Cheng and the fat man could see clearly. They had seen this person before. He had several ugly moles on his cheek. He was the one who followed Huide, and it was this person who led the way in dragging Huicong away during the day, saying he would take him to cultivate merit later.

Just as the monks were acting fiercely, the ground suddenly trembled, and then the door of this place of wine and meat was kicked open. But after seeing the appearance of the person who came, Jiang Cheng and the fat man were stunned.

This was a giant with a height of 5 meters. The giant wore a green hero's cloak, with a silver dragon scale armor exposed on one shoulder. Inside was an arrow suit embroidered with coiled dragons. Most importantly, a Green Dragon Crescent Blade was held upside down in the giant's hand, the heavy blade head dragging on the ground, making a rough scraping sound.

The fat man was completely dumbfounded. This was clearly... clearly the Martial Saint, Guan Erye!

Had Guan Erye come to life?!

The Guan Erye in front of them also scared the drinking and meat-eating monks silly. Guan Erye stepped down and broke the legs of a nearby drunken monk. The other monks seemed to react, and they fled in all directions. The previous drunkenness was swept away. For a time, screams, wails, and the sounds of overturned tables and chairs, and the shattering of wine bowls on the ground were intertwined.

Guan Erye swung a punch and broke a monk's bones, making him lie on the ground like a puddle of mud. He looked as though he wouldn't survive.

This not-so-large building was completely reduced to a slaughterhouse. Guan Erye was covered in blood, slaughtering in all directions. Only Huicong did not run. He knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Guan Erye, muttering something, but he was too far away and the scene was too chaotic for Jiang Cheng and the fat man to hear clearly.

The suddenly appearing Guan Erye not only did not harm Huicong, but also grabbed the monk with moles on his cheek who had abused him. First, he slammed him to the ground, then raised the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and with one stroke, cut the person in half along the shoulder, splashing blood all over the wall.

Suddenly, Guan Erye seemed to sense something and turned around abruptly, looking towards the place where Jiang Cheng and the fat man were hiding. It was at this moment that Jiang Cheng completely saw Guan Erye's face.

It was not the Guan Erye with phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows at all, but a rotten, black, and constantly oozing pus ghost face.

This was a ghost!

Just a ghost dressed up as Guan Erye!

Without any hesitation, Jiang Cheng turned around and pulled the fat man to run. The next second, the window where they were hiding was shattered, and a fragmented corpse was thrown out. Judging from the bloody monk's robe on its body, it was a monk from the temple.

Then, the ground began to tremble. The Guan Erye ghost actually gave up chasing the monks and came towards them instead.

The fat man wanted to cry but had no tears. They were just passing by. What had they done wrong?

But as they ran, the fat man noticed something was wrong. He vaguely saw some people running not far away, and... they didn't seem to be monks.

As if those people had regained the Guan Erye ghost's attention, after chasing for a while, the Guan Erye ghost actually gave up on them and turned to chase those people.

Jiang Cheng and the fat man, who had managed to save their lives, had no time to explore why. They wished they could grow two more legs. In their panic, Jiang Cheng tripped over a step and fell heavily to the ground. The fat man was quick-witted and quickly picked up Jiang Cheng and continued running. When they finally escaped back to their room and closed the door, the fat man put Jiang Cheng down, but he was so tired that he only had half a life left.

The scene of Guan Erye ghost wielding his long blade and slaughtering everywhere had caused great damage to his mind, especially Guan Erye's ghost face.

After a long while, the fat man noticed that the doctor was sitting there, staring at his arm.

"What's wrong, doctor?" The fat man suddenly felt a little panicked.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't speak, the fat man quickly walked over. At this sight, the fat man frowned instantly. Jiang Cheng's left hand was obviously out of place. When he touched it, the bone inside was actually broken.

Only then did the fat man remember that it must have been from the fall just now.

"It's nothing." Jiang Cheng covered his hand with his clothes and said calmly, "Let's see if there's any way tomorrow. The most important thing now is to find clues."

"I was only focused on looking at those figures and didn't pay attention to my feet," Jiang Cheng said.

"Did you see those people clearly?" The fat man knew that Jiang Cheng was still reliable at critical moments.

"I didn't see clearly. It was too far away and the visibility wasn't good, but I roughly looked at their numbers. There were at least 6 or 7 people." Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man meaningfully.

The next second, the fat man immediately reacted, "Is it that group of merchants?"

"Yes, it should be them. I didn't expect them to have found their way here too." Jiang Cheng endured the pain and gently took a breath. "Since they can also attract Guan Erye's attention, then I think they are, in some ways, like us. They should be considered our teammates this time."

Having teammates was a good thing. At least it would make them feel less lonely. However, the fat man was still brooding over the absurd things in that building, and said angrily, "Those monks are all hypocrites. This is clearly a fake temple. Did you see that? They forced Huicong to eat meat and drink wine, and beat him if he didn't comply, whipping him. I suspect that Huicong was forced into his current state by them."

Huicong, cultivating merit, inner demons, and Guan Erye who suddenly appeared, Jiang Cheng didn't have much of a clue for a while. The water in this Chastity Temple was much deeper than he thought.