The calmer Wang Ye became, the more Maitreya felt something was wrong.
He looked around cautiously, and there was indeed nothing unusual, but Maitreya began to feel vaguely uneasy.
Why exactly?
Where does the source of this uneasiness in my heart come from?
"Master, how about we make a bet?"
Wang Ye suddenly looked at Maitreya and said teasingly: "I bet that in ten minutes at most, you will honestly deliver the bag to me and say sorry to me."
...
Maitreya was silent.
The next second he turned around and ran away. Although he didn't know what Wang Ye was planning, it was obvious...
This guy must have something up his sleeve.
It is definitely no problem to run by yourself. As long as you really let yourself escape a certain distance, even if Wang Ye wants to find him, it will be impossible!
He is not a good-for-nothing like Jin Chanzi, who is not good at work.
What's more, even Maitreya is a little impatient with the bronze Buddha statue in his pocket. He must study carefully how to use this thing after returning.
However, thinking back to the fact that when he first saw Jin Chanzi, half of the flesh on that guy's body was gone, Maitreya already had some understanding in his heart.
…
"Seal: Great Summoning Technique!"
Wang Ye just looked at Maitreya's leaving figure calmly, and said quietly, and the content of what he said was extremely accurate.
As the words fell, Wang Ye even pinched his fingers a few times in a decent manner, and finally slapped his palm on the ground.
Following Wang Ye's extremely coquettish movements, several figures with strange faces suddenly appeared in the air in the distance.
For a moment, they didn't even think about it.
I always felt that it would be too... embarrassing for Wang Ye to come out on his own after this action was completed.
"Maitreya, don't leave in a hurry."
"Be good, chat with uncle for a while."
Du Ziren was floating in the mid-air, and at some point he had changed into a windy black robe. The robe automatically moved without wind and looked quite impressive.
Not far from him...
Po Meng.
Cui Jue.
Just the three of them, Zhong Kui the soy sauce guy, and Black and White Wuchang didn't bring them.
After all, Maitreya is very strong. It is a bit difficult for those few to hide without being discovered. They do not have such terrifying mental power as Wang Ye.
If Cui Jue hadn't felt something about Xiao Wu a few days ago and his strength had increased a step, he probably wouldn't have come at this time.
These three people formed three directions, surrounding Maitreya in the middle.
Wang Ye also flew into the air with a smile and blocked the last gap.
"You can play mahjong this time."
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Maitreya frowned slightly and thought for a few seconds before sighing: "I finally know why you want to disrupt the situation."
"I was thinking before that you wanted to hide Jin Chanzi's secret."
"did not expect..."
"It should be the two disappeared clones."
Maitreya's voice was very calm, without any annoyance or self-blame.
In this situation, regret is useless. Those reflections can be done slowly after returning alive.
From the moment Wang Ye first appeared, he slashed himself with a knife, affecting his state of mind. I'm afraid he already wanted to pin him to death in this space.
After that, Wang Ye made a series of unconstrained operations until he teamed up to use his clones to deceive the bronze Buddha statue.
The two clones disguised as the two of them ran away and did not come back.
At that time, Maitreya vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he was soon distracted by another series of Wang Ye's actions. Wang Ye pretended to look too much like him.
Drawing all the attention to Jin Chanzi.
My own preconceived inferences led to the current situation.
If only two reinforcements came to the field, Maitreya would think that Wang Ye was using his clone to deceive him, but the three...
Wang Ye doesn't have so many clones.
Moreover, these are all his old acquaintances, and you can't go wrong even if you close your eyes and feel their breath.
can only say...
I was careless.
In a small area and in a short period of time, I failed and was educated by Wang Ye.
This kind of fighting for reaction and quick thinking... is really my biggest weakness. Perhaps it is only under this situation that I will not behave like a think tank.
Miroku smiled bitterly.
"Today, the poor monk admits his defeat."
"Donor Wang, this bag..."
"Please accept it!"
Maitreya took a deep breath, and the gentle smile returned to his face. He took off the bag from his waist, held it with both hands, and handed it to Wang Ye, sincerely!
Wang Ye looked a little shy and scratched his head: "This is not good, I'm so embarrassed."
"I'm still young, there's no use in giving these to me."
"But the little man in your arms looks very funny. It looks like the doll I played with when I was a child. I just want that one."
Although he said this, Wang Ye took away the cloth bag almost instantly, put it away, and his eyes fell on Maitreya's waist again.
here we go again!
This bastard is disgusting himself again!
For a moment, Maitreya felt hopeless.
really...
The stories in the novel are all lies.
No...
It's not necessarily a lie. Maybe I am not the protagonist who is bullied, but the supporting villain who has been bullied by the protagonist.
Occasionally I found an opportunity and pretended once.
result...
It's a trap, just to make the protagonist feel more comfortable when he slaps him in the face.
but...
Maitreya took a deep breath and his eyes became firm. Instead of looking at Po Meng and the others, his eyes fell on Wang Ye and said word by word: "Donor Wang, you should know that I am not Jin Chanzi." .”
"He is afraid of death, but the poor monk is not."
"If we really get to that point, I believe it won't be a big problem if I take you with me before I die."
"Don't force the poor monk."
"This is the poor monk's last hope."
As he spoke, Maitreya's body emitted a faint golden light.
He already got the stuff.
It's impossible for him to spit it out like this, absolutely impossible!
Unless he dies!
"Why is this bald donkey so naughty!"
"There's nothing good about a bald head!"
"No, except Ksitigarbha."
Du Ziren stood in the distance and said lazily.
Maitreya's expression did not change.
Wang Ye's face turned dark.
Just scold me directly next time, don't be so subtle.
