Fortunately, Li Lei's actions temporarily attracted the attention of both sides of the war.
After a few breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes and ran towards one of the passages without thinking. Shortly after entering the passage, he heard a loud noise behind him. It was the sound of the main tomb chamber collapsing.
Before he could catch his breath, he felt something strange again. Li Lei lowered his head and glanced at his right foot, a wry smile on his face: "That's not how you play, is it?"
Compared to the Zhiyi live broadcast room below...
"I don't know what happened to that quick traveler." Fang Zhiyi lay on the grass and basked in the sun, bored.
Xiao Hei replied: "It must be pretty miserable. Who would have thought that you would use all your points to set up traps?"
"Strangeness is expensive, traps are cheap! You know how to win by quantity? And people tend to think that in the world of strangeness, strangeness is the most dangerous. But in reality, as long as you have the killing intent, anything can be used. If that guy is lucky, he should be dead by now."
"Speaking of which, do you really not care about that drunken monk?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "Why should I care about him? He didn't provoke me." In the past two days, the meat-eating monk has become even more excessive. He not only drinks alcohol and eats meat, but also forces other monks to eat. If they refuse to eat, he will beat them. After eating and drinking, he will directly climb onto the Buddha platform and fall asleep. He is a real evil monk, and the other monks just endure it silently.
Fang Zhiyi's broadcast room also has questions.
"This monk must be an evil spirit, right? Even I can see it."
"He's really going too far. Why is Fang Zhiyi pretending not to see it?"
"He actually peed on someone's head! Holy shit, is this even allowed on the air?"
"Speaking of which, Fang Zhiyi must succeed. That traitor actually made it through."
"That guy wasn't human either. He actually dodged all those traps, only getting shot in the butt when he was trying to escape."
"I'm a soldier king, but I don't dare to say I can come out alive. I didn't expect to go to the United States to pick up treasures."
"Bah! That's a traitor!"
On the morning of the third day, Fang Zhiyi sat in the pavilion, bored.
Suddenly, the evil monk strode over, threw a greasy paper bag on the table, and then put down a gourd. He glanced at Fang Zhiyi, then unscrupulously tore open the paper, grabbed the roast goose inside and started eating, taking a sip of wine from time to time, his face full of satisfaction.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly stood up and left. The evil monk ignored him. After a while, Fang Zhiyi came back with a bowl in his hand. He also sat down, picked up the evil monk's wine gourd without hesitation, poured wine into the bowl, and drank it all.
The evil monk was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
The two of them talked without talking from the beginning to the end. As the sun set, a deep bell sounded suddenly. Fang Zhiyi raised his head. This was the first time he heard the bell in this temple.
The evil monk frowned.
"You're quite a sensible person." He stood up, wiped his greasy hands on his body, and pointed to a path. "You'll leave from here in a moment. No matter who catches you, you can't turn back."
After saying that, he strode away. Fang Zhiyi looked over and saw that the direction should be the location of the main hall.
The evil monk rushed into the hall. The monks were still sitting cross-legged in their seats, but they all had their heads down, as if they were asleep. Then the Vajra statues on both sides of the hall made a series of noises, like the sound of twisting joints.
The evil monk clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, okay, I've rested enough, and you guys are ready too, right?"
As he spoke, the outer shells of the Vajra statues began to break and fall off, revealing hideous evil spirits wrapped beneath the outer shells.
The evil monk snorted coldly, "It's only because I haven't found the right tool for my Zen staff, otherwise I would have been able to kill all of you evil spirits today!"
The huge statue in the middle also began to tremble, emitting wailing sounds from time to time.
The evil monk's face changed and he wanted to stride forward, but the evil ghosts on both sides had already come down from the altar.
The evil monk was helpless and just stretched out his hands to grab and close them, and the two evil ghosts were slammed together fiercely. With his deep laughter, the two evil ghosts kept struggling and soon turned into a pool of pus and blood.
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