Maitreya cursed loudly while running away in embarrassment.
Wang Ye seemed not to hear this, and just stared at the blood-stained bag in Maitreya's hand.
Obviously, this is what Maitreya has just harvested.
Since fate has brought us together, wouldn't it be a loss if we don't replay the previous script?
Although I don't know exactly where I was transported, as long as there is Maitreya, it means it is related to Buddha.
And this time it’s so mysterious, maybe I can really dig something out of the Buddha!
For a moment, Wang Ye suddenly became excited.
Although there are gains from playing with those ghosts in the wasteland, it is just a small fight. It is not as enjoyable as spending time with Maitreya every now and then.
In Wang Ye's eyes, this person can even be regarded as the second most wealthy boy.
Of course, girls are the undisputed number one!
Seeing that Wang Ye's ghost knife kept slashing, there was not much space for Maitreya to dodge in this small temple.
If it drags on for a while longer, the house may collapse.
The most important thing is that there seems to be a ghost hiding in the darkness. If any secret disappears with the house, then he will really have no place to cry.
At this moment, it has nothing to do with wisdom or structure, Maitreya is just a little aggrieved.
"Wang Ye, stop it!"
"The old rule is, form an alliance first. In the end, who will suffer the loss and who will take advantage? Everyone will depend on their own abilities. How about that?"
"Also, please... accept this bag!"
It’s that familiar line again.
When Maitreya first said it, his attitude was quite indifferent. It was just an external possession, and he didn't take Wang Ye seriously at that time. At worst, he could just find an opportunity to get it back.
The second time, I felt a little bit uneasy.
The third time, wronged.
the fourth time...
Maitreya himself didn't know how to explain his current mood.
But when I recalled it carefully, I discovered that Wang Ye had robbed me four times in just a few months?
Wang Ye put away the ghost knife with a smile, picked up the bag and put it away.
Only then did I have time to look around.
"You and I are really destined to be together."
"Master, what is this place?"
It was a small, dilapidated temple with cobwebs all over the corners. The few tables and chairs were tattered and covered with dust.
The space is very small, only 30 square meters.
Maitreya couldn't help but glance at Wang Ye with resentment.
You don’t even know where this place is, so you’re going to kill me when you meet me. You must be sick!
However, since Wang Ye is not familiar with this place, it should be easier to operate this time. Maitreya gradually felt relieved. Last time, he was caught off guard by Wang Ye because he had no intelligence advantage, so he was trapped in Wang Ye's hands. .
Afterwards, Maitreya deeply blamed himself for this.
It even took ten minutes to realize that Wang Ye's three clones were all fake.
But by the time he returned, Wang Ye had already run away with the useless bronze man.
This also made Maitreya deeply aware of his own shortcomings, and he deliberately wasted a month, blocking his own strength, wandering in various dangerous areas with ghost areas, all in an effort to hone his reaction speed.
Fortunately, he did not live up to Maitreya's expectations.
Now, he has made some progress.
At least it shouldn't be as embarrassing as it was then.
Maitreya is still very confident about this.
It's just...if he knew that Wang Ye had also studied more seriously how to disgust someone in the past few months, and used himself as the imaginary enemy, he doesn't know if he would still maintain his previous confidence.
…
After having several experiences dealing with Wang Ye, Maitreya took a deep breath and quickly calmed down his mentality, trying to keep himself in a state of neither joy nor sorrow.
"The young monk was just passing by and saw a ghost here, and it had reached an incredible state, so he came to take a look out of curiosity."
"Donor Wang, why did you come here this time?"
Seeing Maitreya who quickly regained his composure, Wang Ye's eyes flashed with surprise.
This bald donkey is actually growing.
And the most terrifying thing is that when your wisdom has reached its peak, you can still keep your level rising slowly.
I remember that last time Maitreya broke away from his own rhythm and wasted a full minute.
this time...
Thirteen seconds.
"I was listening to music at home, and suddenly I felt a calling power from somewhere."
"It was like someone was whispering in my ear."
"Your Master needs you."
"Can I bear this? I just punched the void and came over."
"By the way, I only used one punch, just swoosh, from over there to over here!"
Wang Ye raised his fist, feeling proud.
Maitreya nodded slightly: "Donor Wang, thank you for your trouble."
"I can't thank you enough, little monk. Why don't we, master and disciple, explore this place together this time? Even if we don't gain anything, if we kill this ghost, we will be doing our best for all the people in the world."
To Wang Ye's surprise, Maitreya did not refute, but looked like he was listening attentively, nodded solemnly, and invited sincerely.
Wang Ye's somewhat neutral expression gradually disappeared and became a little more solemn.
After Maitreya returned, he must have carefully reviewed the previous battle between the two. Some of the minor flaws he had inadvertently exposed were all made up within a few months.
It's time... to change tactics.
Simply disgusting people and disturbing his state of mind are useless.
And this time, I have no advantage at all in terms of intelligence, and may even know less than Maitreya.
What a tough battle.
With Miroku's smiling tiger character, if he really got the chance, he would probably kill him without hesitation.
Thinking of this, Wang Ye took a deep breath.
Last time, he made a move and Maitreya took it.
This time, it's your turn to defend.
"Who the hell is your apprentice? Don't mistake your relatives for anything."
Thinking about it, Wang Ye frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and said, then he held the ghost knife and looked carefully at every corner of the room.
Maitreya was just stunned for a second, then couldn't help but smile, and stood calmly behind Wang Ye, looking very low-key, following Wang Ye's lead.
only...
When his eyes occasionally glanced over Wang Ye, what he revealed was that kind of cold indifference and a faint murderous intention.
