The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 268 Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner! (2nd update)
“Great monk, this is an illusion. Everything in it is poisonous. You should be careful.”

Mo Zhi couldn't help but roll her eyes, thinking that these people from the Xuanmen sect were really stupid.

The Venerable Jiechen didn't bother arguing with a ghost. He touched his belly, which had become thinner, and couldn't help but think of the vegetarian meals served by his master.

Although the rotten taste of grass still lingered in my mouth, the feeling of hunger seemed to have subsided a little.

Before, there was an old friend who looked at plums to quench his thirst; now there is this great monk who thinks of vegetarian food to stop his hunger.

Suddenly, a jarring voice exploded in Jiechen's ears: "Evil spirit, take this!"

The abbot Jiechen looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Mo Zhi had drifted away again and was facing a familiar face.

The man's face was filled with terror, yet he was determined to fight to the death, holding a magical artifact in his hand, wishing he could perish together with Mo Zhi.

Abbot Jiechen: ...

Mo Zhi glanced at the person who wanted to deal with her, holding a copper coin sword in her hand, wishing she could use that sword to poke countless holes in her body.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes. If it weren't for Yun Ran, she would have transformed herself right now and scared the person in front of her to death.

"Stupid!"

After cursing, Mo Zhi didn't attack the man. Instead, she flew back to Abbot Jie Chen's side and said, "Keep your people in check!"

She was a Ghost General after all, and it was only in front of Master Yunran that she was a little timid. If she were timid in front of others, she might as well give up.

"Brother Leng!"

Leng Hu thought he was going to die here today. He was already trapped in the illusion, and now he had encountered a ghost whose strength he couldn't fathom.

Unexpectedly, the ghost didn't attack him. Moreover, if he wasn't mistaken, the female ghost even seemed to have rolled her eyes at him.

Over the years, he had seen and experienced a great deal, but the scene before him left him somewhat bewildered.

It wasn't until he heard a familiar voice that he saw the somewhat disheveled Abbot Jiechen.

However, upon seeing the monk Jiechen standing with the female ghost, his first reaction was that this illusion was indeed powerful, having even managed to trick him with one of his own.

Leng Hu's face darkened. He remembered that he had already written his will before, and now he had no regrets. He made up his mind.

He grabbed his copper coin sword and charged forward, shouting, "I'll fight you demons to the death! Prepare to die!"

The last time Abbot Jiechen was this speechless was when he was angered by a few brats in his sect.

"You still owe me three magical artifacts. When are you going to pay them back?"

Leng Hu's charge suddenly stopped, his expression shifting rapidly.

Then, tentatively, he asked, "Are you human?"

Abbot Jiechen rarely rolls his eyes at people unless he really can't help it: "Your perception is really bad. You need to practice more when you get back."

Seeing that Leng Hu was carrying a large bag, he didn't stand on ceremony and went straight over: "What food do you have? Hurry up and give me some."

Leng Hu looked at the obviously unconventional monk Jiechen in front of him, who was quite different from the gentle monk he remembered.

She was still clutching her bag tightly, looking at him suspiciously, then glancing at Mo Zhi, who was still rolling her eyes not far away.

"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of the earth?"

Give me three yuan and fifty cents!

Upon hearing the last conversation between the two when they parted on bad terms, Leng Hu's face flushed red instantly, whether from shame and anger or from blood rushing to his head, it was hard to tell.

But his hand loosened, and he watched as the abbot Jiechen rummaged through the food inside. "You...how could you..."

After drinking a bottle of glucose solution, Abbot Jiechen asked, "How did I end up with a female ghost?"

Leng Hu nodded.

"I advise you to be more polite to her. She's a devilish general; one slap from her could send you shoving into the ground and you wouldn't be able to get out!"

"What! The Demon General!!!"

Leng Hu's voice suddenly rose a lot, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

Mo Zhi glanced over coldly, and immediately released her ghostly aura, rushing towards Leng Hu. Leng Hu suddenly felt a suffocating sensation, as if someone had squeezed his heart.

Seeing Leng Hu's face, which had been slightly red, turn pale in an instant.

Abbot Jiechen's gaze suddenly sharpened: "Don't forget the restrictions on your body!"

Mo Zhi snorted coldly and immediately withdrew her ghostly aura. She didn't intend to kill this person; she just wanted to teach him a small lesson.

So what if she's a ghost? She's the ghost who serves the master. Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner!

Leng Hu breathed a sigh of relief only after watching Mo Zhi drift away.

His eyes were full of doubt, and perhaps afraid of experiencing that suffocating feeling of his heart being squeezed again, he didn't dare to ask.

"Don't provoke her. Although she is a Ghost General, she cannot harm innocent people indiscriminately. If you encounter her in the future, just pretend you didn't see her."

Abbot Jiechen did not reveal the relationship between Mo Zhi and Yun Ran. Regardless of Yun Ran's intentions, this matter should not be spoken of by him.

What Yunran decides in the future is his own business. All he can do is warn those around him not to court death.

Upon hearing this, Leng Hu understood what Abbot Jiechen meant. This ghost had a background, and he immediately lost his curiosity.

As a member of the Special Administration Bureau, he knew better than anyone that sometimes, excessive curiosity leads to an early death.

After the monk Jiechen had eaten and drunk his fill, he looked at Leng Hu and asked, "What's the situation outside now?"

After Leng Hu recounted the events, Abbot Jiechen fell into deep thought, clearly taking the old herdsman's words to heart.

"Now, let's go find the others; we can't just wait for rescuers outside."

Since Leng Hu was able to get in, they could naturally find a way out.

At the same time, Yunran finally found the grave of the old Taoist priest that the old herdsman had mentioned.

If she hadn't calculated that a person with great merit was buried here, she probably wouldn't have believed that such a great person had died here in obscurity.

She didn't even have a tombstone. She didn't know if she was famous in life, but she certainly wouldn't be famous after death.

[Host, this person possesses great merit, yet this place is currently desolate; it doesn't seem like a blessed land at all.]

"Do you think it's just a coincidence that the place where that illusion is located has been peaceful all these years?"

The desolation here can only mean one thing: this old Taoist priest, who was full of merit, can no longer protect his resting place after death.

[Host, do you mean that before this old Taoist priest died, he had already laid out a plan and had been using his own luck and merits to suppress the master of that illusion?]

"Based on the clues we have so far, that should be the case."

Upon encountering the ginseng fruit system, he immediately felt a deep respect for this unknown old Taoist priest.