What imperial henchmen? Please call me Your Majesty!

The heavy rain was like diarrhea; it kept pouring down, sometimes seeming to subside, but then suddenly becoming much heavier.

I'm afraid everyone will have a hard time walking home alone tonight.

Whether it was because of the long time that had passed or because the rain outside had prevented the air from circulating properly inside the dilapidated temple, the aroma of meat lingered all around, and Su Mu himself was enjoying his meal immensely.

After all, he wasn't in a hurry; he just wanted to wait for the monks to go back so he could find them.

Strangely enough, Qiu Ming Temple is located in a very unusual place. In other words, it is very difficult to find that place on a normal walk. However, some people can reach that place, which is what is commonly known as a person with a special destiny.

But this must be some kind of smokescreen. I don't know what method they used to do it, otherwise he would have gone there directly instead of waiting for them.

goodong...

A loud swallowing sound came from behind.

Su Mu looked over and was also taken aback. This female warrior seemed to be sitting cross-legged to heal her injuries, but what was going on with that uncontrollable rolling sound in her throat?

Perhaps she was genuinely craving it. After all, if you gave her a piece to tide her over, and then you heard her swallowing, it's probably because the food stimulated her saliva production.

This isn't craving.

Su Mu glanced at the group of monks; one or two of them were also looking this way. He smiled and handed her a piece of roasted rabbit meat.

"Since we're healing, we should at least eat something first. We don't want to fight the enemy on an empty stomach when they come looking for us."

The woman slowly opened her eyes, looked at him, and then her gaze fell on the group of monks.

"Stop looking, they're all monks, they eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures, they can't touch meat."

These words naturally spread to nearby places as well.

Upon hearing this, the monks could only chant sutras to maintain their composure.

"Thanks……"

The woman hesitated for a long time before finally reaching out to take it. After all, she really had someone chasing her, and perhaps because the rain was too heavy, the other person couldn't find a place for a while. If she didn't eat something now, she would definitely feel uncomfortable later.

Su Mu watched her eat little by little, then glanced at the heavy rain outside, shifted his position, leaned against the stone statue, and closed his eyes.

The soul sheds its shell.

As my soul ascended to the sky, rain fell everywhere in the pitch-black night, as if my world had entered free mode, allowing me to wander around the vicinity.

You wouldn't believe it until you turn around, and what you see is a burly middle-aged man, dragging a large knife, walking steadily towards you in the pouring rain.

Judging by its appearance, this large knife probably has a grudge against that girl.

No, maybe I did manage to cut him.

This girl had trained, so she could withstand the blow, but she absolutely could not withstand the second cut; she would definitely be decapitated.

He thought to himself:

You two are seeking revenge, but don't kill my men!

Otherwise, I'll never forgive you!

His main objective was to find Qiu Mingsi, and he didn't want to get involved in anything else.

But as the other party drew closer, he reluctantly returned to his physical body and slowly opened his eyes.

With a flash of lightning and a clap of thunder, the female warrior's eyes widened, and the meat she hadn't finished eating fell to the ground, her face filled with terror.

"He's here..."

Su Mu looked at her calmly, wanting to see what choice she would make.

Unexpectedly, she stood up, sword in hand, stared at him intently for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth:

"Young master, if I am fortunate enough to survive, I will repay you then."

With that, he turned and walked out, where the heavy rain continued to fall.

The monks were quite puzzled when they saw the person go out, especially since it was raining outside.

"Senior brother, she's gone out, and we can sense a very strong aura outside. The person who came is quite powerful."

"Don't meddle in other people's business."

Their conversation caught Su Mu's eye, and he suddenly chuckled:

"Don't you say that Buddha is compassionate? If you know someone is in trouble and don't help them, isn't that condoning evil?"

Everyone looked at him, and for a moment they didn't know how to answer.

The most senior monk among them stood up and looked at Su Mu:

"Benefactor, although I practice Buddhism, my skills are not proficient. If we go there, we will only cause more bloodshed."

"If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Why make it sound so nice?"

Su Mu put his hands behind his head.

"Alas, let's just hope that the woman is blessed with good fortune."

There was nothing they could do. Although they practiced Buddhism, they weren't martial monks and couldn't defeat the person outside.

Moreover, in this world where demons roam freely, how can we possibly persuade them to do good? That's clearly impossible.

"Fine, I won't try to morally blackmail you. Actually, you can still run now. That guy outside is very vicious. If he kills that girl and then finds out there are people in this dilapidated temple, you won't be able to beat him. Sigh, it's tough."

He didn't really want to make any sarcastic remarks, after all, their presence was also affecting his performance, or making them risk running back.

That way, I can find the place myself.

As for the girl outside, she seems to have a good personality, but she doesn't know the cause and effect of good and evil, so there's nothing I can do to help her.

"Senior brother, why don't we run away? Maybe we can call for help when we get back. If that girl is still alive, that would be a good thing."

"Yes, that's how it is for us; Buddhist teachings are hard to apply."

"If it's a demon, we might have a way, but for other things, there's really nothing we can do."

There's a rule in this world where Buddhist teachings manifest: they're more effective against evil spirits and demons. But when it comes to humans, things aren't so good; their spiritual power is simply insufficient.

"Sigh, let's go..."

There's no other way. We need to hurry back now; there might be a chance to save that girl. But if we keep waiting, things will get complicated.

What awaits is nothing more than another massacre.

Having no other choice, the group got up and hurriedly left.

Su Mu looked around, thought it over and over, and then reluctantly got up. He slowly walked to the door and looked at the dark forest. Even amidst the lightning and thunder, he could still see the surroundings.

Slowly raising his hand, he touched his chin:

"This guy is quite strong, and it's unlikely he'll let me get close like Bai Nongyu did. He'll definitely be a tough opponent."

If the opponent underestimates him, or even lets him win a move, he can completely turn the tables and kill them without any suspense.

Judging from his appearance just now, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he's capable of any evil deed. You could say that this guy is definitely not ordinary.

They'll definitely start by pulling out a knife the moment they meet.

After much deliberation, he sent a ninja to follow the monks, while the ninja beside him handed him an umbrella.

Su Mu took the umbrella, opened it, and as the ninja retreated, he slowly walked out as well.

Braving the rain and guided by the flashes of lightning, they slowly made their way toward the direction of the fighting.

Until I saw their figures.

boom!

The female warrior was sent flying, crashing into a tree and immediately losing consciousness.

Su Mu frowned as he watched, because he only saw a fleeting moment, yet he could foresee the next, as that next moment would be the best opportunity to finish off the opponent.

But the other side didn't. It was as if they enjoyed the process of beating a weak opponent, knowing they couldn't win but still enjoying playing along, even...

Shaking his head helplessly:

"As expected, villains die from talking too much and hesitating."