Chapter 95 Crying Baby (Part 2)

"How about I help you fight?" Before everyone could agree, the evil monk himself had already started to fight.

However, Dao Shen Huo made a sharp turn and headed towards Dia Ya and the others.

At the end of the day, he said: "Monk, I can't beat him, you can solve it yourself, I will help you deal with these three people! Don't worry about me, I will go!"

Shen Huo: "..."

Zhongxian: "..."

Shen Huo coughed and pulled out a piece of talisman paper.

The evil monk who couldn't help looking this way couldn't help shivering when he saw Shen Huo skillfully pulling out the talisman paper.

Now his body still has lingering fears about those talisman papers.

As long as it is not to fight with Shen Huo, I am willing to throw down my face, and kill everyone here anyway, no one knows what happened here today.

Shen Huo looked at the evil monk who suddenly turned a corner and left, still didn't understand what was going on, but when he turned his head and saw Zhong Xian who was blushing, he couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhongxian seems to be indifferent, but in fact he is full of anger.

The evil monk has lived here for thousands of years, and he has long been an old monster. Talking to him makes people laugh out loud.

Shen Huo held the copper coin sword and confronted Zhong Xian.

Zhong Xian casually blocked it with Buddhist beads, but he didn't want to, Shen Huo's strength was much greater than he imagined, and when he was not paying attention, Shen Huo hit the wall, and the wall cracked shocking marks one after another.

Compared with the traces on the wall, Zhong Xian was more frightened, puzzled by the murderous intent in those peach blossom eyes.

Why did Shen Huo have such a killing intent on him?

Counting everything, he and Shen Huo, counting this time, only met three times in total, except for the sneak attack in Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave, it seems that he didn't hurt him?

When Zhong Xian was distracted, he was accidentally hammered into the heart, and the pain arose immediately, pulling him into reality, he can't continue to be so distracted!

He subconsciously explained Shen Huo's fist.

Shen Huo looked at Zhong Xian with raised eyebrows, increased his strength, and completely suppressed Zhong Xian.

"boom!"

With Shen Luo's other hand, he punched Zhong Xian's temple, and the two of them came and went, close to hand-to-hand combat.

There are concave grooves one after another on the strong side, and the chains formed by the black condensation on the pillars controlling the elephant group are gradually becoming thinner and smaller, and the eyes of the elephant group are getting redder and redder.

Shen Huo used ingenuity to break free from the shackles of idleness.

Just when it landed, the ground shook and people shook.

Shen Ruo was leaning against the corner of the wall, approaching Shen Ruo's crowd, and was pushed away by a herd of elephants who broke free after just a few steps.

The long mournful and angry roars of the elephant herd echoed.

The wall cracked and spread all the way to the ground, until there was a crackling sound, the ground was completely broken into several pieces, and everyone fell into a dark abyss.

When falling down, Shen Huo lowered his head and met a huge scarlet eye.

At the last moment of passing out of a coma, a few words flashed through Shen Confused's mind.

"The Ashoka Devil's Land!"

A mournful cry sounded, and Shen Huo opened his eyes.

So there is no pain, and the mind is not drowsy, but very clear.

He subconsciously stood up and looked around, but he didn't want his legs to go limp on the ground, making a crisp sound.

At this time, the originally dark place was opened.

The person standing in front of him is a monk.

"hungry~"

His stomach rumbled, accompanied by bursts of cramping pain, which made him subconsciously yell.

"My lord, what do you think of this child?"

Leisure?

Shen Huo heard the familiar name and stared at the monk.

If guess correctly, the monk in front of me is younger than Zhong Xian in reality.

Zhong Xian took a look and nodded: "This girl is not bad."

The monk holding the wind lamp hurriedly smiled at Zhong Xian, "As long as the Venerable Zhong Xian likes it, I will go and prepare it for you."

"Wait." Zhong Xian called to stop the monk who was about to leave, "This girl doesn't look like an orphan?"

The monk smiled flatteringly, "Your Majesty's guess is right, this is a child from a good family sent up by the believers below, and that family is also our believers, the blood is absolutely pure."

The children sent up, do these people send other people's children to the temple?

wrong!

girls!

Shen Huo looked at his clothes, looked down at the white and retro skirt with ashes on it, and fell silent.

I was empathized again, who is the protagonist this time?Master of this body?

"Children of believers?" Zhong Xian sneered and kicked the monk's heart.

"We don't have many believers in Brahmins, how dare you covet the children of believers?!"

Shen Huo didn't feel happy when he heard this sentence, but felt that everyone was just preaching without pain, and didn't have the heart to save himself.

He looked up, just in time to see Zhong Xian walking towards him.

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Jelica, are you the god my mother called to pick me up?"

This sentence was not said by Shen Yu himself, but the consciousness of this body.

Jelica?

Shen Huo suddenly remembered that on the stage, the old man was crying blood, trying to get back his husband and daughter.

If this body is Jelica, then the old man is also a Brahmin believer?

Now enter Jelica's body empathy, what's going on?

A trace of puzzlement flashed in Shen Huo's mind.

However, if it comes, it will be safe, and there is no rush to crack the illusion.

The confused soul is like a child, quietly inside Jelica's body.

"Jelika, good name, come with me."

After Zhong Xian finished speaking, he couldn't help but directly took Jelica's hand, forced her to move forward.

Shen Huo suddenly shrank, was forced forward, staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

After all, Jelica was a child, she broke away from her indulgent and doting parents, and was suddenly treated indifferently, and couldn't help crying.

"Master, I hurt."

Zhong Xian turned his head with a deep smile, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Jelica watched Zhong Xian's head rotate 360°, and she just stood there in a daze.

Even the well-informed Shen Huo couldn't help being slightly stunned.

It's unbelievable that he is obviously a monk who likes to pretend to be a ghost.

Zhong Xian took the little girl to a dungeon, which was very similar to the small prison Shen Zhuo saw in the cave.

Jielica was hung up, and Zhongxian used a sharp knife to dig out the little girl's eyes with his own hands. The severe pain caused Shen Huo's eyes to go dark.

Even though Jelica repeatedly begged for mercy, Zhong Xian did not put down the knife, cut off pieces of fresh meat close to the bone, and finally recited the spell silently.

The huge pain disappeared, and Shen Huo could clearly hear the language of the incantation.

The only advantage of empathy is that there is no language barrier, and he can clearly understand the language of the spell.

"To the great and invincible king first, my desire, my wish, offer sacrifices to me, please bow your head and allow me this little wish! I am willing to be your slave forever, and offer it all for you!"

Everyone is doing sacrifices!

He used Jelica as a tribute and held a sacrifice!

No wonder I figured out bad news about Jelica before, it turned out that her soul had been sacrificed.

But who did they sacrifice Jelica to?

I don't know how long it has passed, Jielica has no good skin on her body, and only when she was breathing, did she hear the voices of the crowd.

"My great Ashoka Demon Venerable, please allow the humble slave to call you that."

When Jelica took her last breath, Shen Huo's body was ejected, and at the same time, he saw the scarlet eye on the ground open.

"I agree!"

The hurricane blew up, and when Shen Huo was about to disappear, he found that eye was staring at his own, and subconsciously quickly left.

"Who are you!!"

A sharp voice sounded!

As soon as Zhongxian wanted to turn his head, he was restrained by Ashoka's demon and questioned Zhongxian loudly.

"What did you bring in! That thing is..."

Shen Huo opened his eyes, blinked, and saw that the surroundings were still pitch black, thinking that he hadn't come back.

It wasn't until Zhong Zhongxian saw two scarlet eyes growing out of the top of his head that he was sitting in meditation that he could not stabilize his mind.

"Shen Huo, do you have a demon?"

Zhong Xian now is completely different from when he was fighting with him just now.

The idleness of the present is filled with silence and a hint of danger.

"have no idea."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"I don't know."

Shen Huo was silent and didn't speak.

Zhong Xian said again: "You also have the ability to empathize?"

Shen Huo didn't know what he wanted to express, and didn't speak, but just looked at him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhong Xian took the initiative to explain: "Don't get me wrong, I guessed it. Then let's change the topic and talk, how old do you think I am this year?"

how old?

Shen Huo recalled that Zhong Xian was about 20 years old when he was empathizing with him, and Jelica disappeared 40 years ago. Combining the above, Zhong Xian was at least in his 60s, about the same grade as the old lady,How can you be so young?

Unless he promised something with the demon Ashoka.

"I think you have already guessed it, so don't waste everyone's time, you take out the Thangka, and I can let you go!"

Shen Huo looked around, "Where is this place?"

"This is the center of the 'heart' or what their shamans call Ashoka's demon land."

"What about my friends?"

"Don't worry, they're fine. You'd better take care of yourself now."

Zhong Xian suddenly appeared in front of Shen Huo, staring at him with evil eyes.

"Shen Huo, actually I admire you very much, if you agree to become the master's slave..."

Shen Huo was full of disgust, "Slave? What year is it? Besides, can he pay me a salary? Tens of millions of the kind, is there five insurances and one housing fund? Is there food and housing?"

Zhong Xian was speechless for a moment, and after taking a deep breath, he said to Shen Huo: "You have to have big dreams to be a human being. Serving the king is a blessing you have cultivated for a hundred years. Don't be ignorant of flattery!"

Shen Huo rolled his eyes: "Do you want this blessing for you?"

Zhongxian: "Young people should do more..."

Shen Huo said directly: "Then can you pay a salary of 50 million?"

As a monk, Zhong Xian has been poor all his life, and he has not earned 10 million in his life, how can he give it?

At this time, Shen Huo was faintly envious of Shen Huo, if he had experienced what he had experienced when he was a child, would he still be so superior?

The author has something to say:

Huohuo: There are no five insurances and one gold (>﹏<), I remember the last white tiger who made me his slave, the grass on the grave grew to a height of one meter!