Before he could stab it, the black spider suddenly let out a long hissing sound, so piercing that it seemed to be able to deafen a person's ears.
"Hey, I haven't even stabbed you yet, and you're already screaming. Don't worry, I'll make your death quick and painful. Even though you've embarrassed me twice, I was a monk after all, so I won't let your death be too painful. Don't worry."
After someone finished muttering, Monk Jingchen continued to walk towards it.
"Snap!" "Snap!" "Snap!" This sound came from the dense sticky threads.
The black spider lying on the ground suddenly became extremely excited and hissed continuously in the direction of the sound.
Gu Mingtai's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Not good."
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could utter the next sentence, countless young black spiders crawled out from the pile of sticky silk.
Looking at the densely packed little black spiders, Zhang Meng's scalp tingled. No wonder she felt that this place was unsafe. Yes, it was these sticky silks that made her feel weird.
But no matter how much she thought about it, she never expected that there were so many scary little black spiders hidden in the sticky silk.
Monk Jingchen was so frightened that he immediately put away his knife and ran to Zhang Meng and Gu Mingtai in panic, "Run!"
Gu Mingtai gave his master a sullen look and said, "Master, where can we escape to now? The door is full of little black spiders. We can't escape, so we have to fight."
Master Jingchen immediately looked towards the door with a look of despair on his face. He didn't know when, but the door they went out of was surrounded by small black spiders.
"Use fire, use fire. Who of you has fire on you?" Monk Jingchen looked at them anxiously and asked.
Zhang Meng immediately said, "I have a lot of lighters on me."
"Give me one quickly." Monk Jingchen immediately stretched out a hand.
Zhang Meng then took out a cigarette from her backpack and handed it to him.
After Monk Jingchen took it, he remembered that there was fire but no ignition material.
Soon his eyes fixed on Gu Mingtai's clothes.
"Unfilial disciple, take off your clothes!" After saying that, he went to take off Gu Mingtai's clothes.
Gu Mingtai turned around and quickly dodged his outstretched hand. "Why are you taking off my clothes?"
Monk Jingchen looked at his empty hands and said anxiously, "Of course it's burned. How can something with only fire but no burning substance burn?"
Gu Mingtai's face suddenly turned black, "You have clothes on you too, why don't you burn yours!"
Monk Jingchen glanced at his own clothes, his old face a little embarrassed, and hesitantly explained, "I, your master, am alone and have no one to buy me clothes. I'm going to wear this until I die, so how can I burn it? But you're different. You have a wife who buys you clothes. I can burn this one, and when you get out, I can ask little Meng to buy you two more."
Gu Mingtai said with a serious face, "This is different. This is my military uniform. I can't just burn it for you."
Monk Jingchen blew his beard in anger and glared at me, "Unfilial disciple, are you going to give me clothes or not?"
"No, I'll burn yours. When we get out, I'll buy you two sets of clothes." After saying that, Gu Mingtai turned his head away.
Monk Jingchen gnashed his teeth in anger and was about to speak again when Zhang Meng's anxious voice suddenly floated over, "Stop arguing and burn it quickly. There are more and more little spiders. If we don't kill them, we will really die here."
Monk Jingchen turned his head to look at the little black pillars on the ground that were almost crawling to their feet. He gritted his teeth, suppressed his heartache, took off his tattered clothes, and swept them at the pile of little black spiders.
The little spider that came into contact with the fire immediately curled up into a small ball and died on the ground. The air was filled with the aroma of burnt meat.
Seeing this, the little black spider behind was so scared that it dared not to crawl forward anymore.
Seeing that the only piece of clothing on his body was almost burned to ashes, Monk Jingchen quickly said to the two of them, "Follow me quickly, let's rush out."
When the clothes were almost burned, the three people finally escaped from the house by taking advantage of the fire on the clothes.
After escaping, looking at the few pieces of clothes that were left, Monk Jingchen showed pity on his face and whispered, "Amitabha."
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the last spark on his hand into the house.
Instantly, the fire filled the entire room. As they left, they could still faintly hear waves of painful screams coming from inside.
After this fight, the three of them did not look very good. Zhang Meng and Gu Mingtai had some scars on their faces. The most embarrassed one was Monk Jingchen, who was shirtless and his white hair was sticky.
"Comrade Zhang Meng, you are here! Luckily we saw the fire here, otherwise we would have missed it."
Just then, an excited voice sounded from behind them.
The three of them turned around together and saw Mr. Liao and his group who arrived last.
"Haha, you stinky monk, are you going to rob decent women? How come you are missing a piece of clothing and are shirtless? Aren't you ashamed?"
When Monk Chen heard this, he was so angry that he glared at him and turned around to walk forward.
Zhang Meng sighed helplessly and walked over to explain to them what had happened.
When they heard that there was a black spider with a human face here just now, they were shocked at first, but then they heard her say that the black spider was dead, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.
After listening to this, Mr. Liao said solemnly, "Everything here has been mystified by a mysterious force unknown to us. Everyone must not fall behind and must be careful."
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