After hearing what Master Xuan said, the monks almost died of anger.
A mouthful of old blood is stuck in the throat, and it can't go up or come down. I can't wait to pass out in the next second. Out of sight, my heart is pure.
The fierce old man couldn't stand it any longer and walked forward two steps: "Let's just say, is it possible that these monks who came to the Haunted Forest for the trial are already here?"
"No way, absolutely impossible."
Master Xuan retorted sternly: "These are the small fish and shrimps we caught, just like me, who were bought with 10,000 spiritual jade to top up the balance. Those darlings of aristocratic families, the proud sons of heaven, may be watching us from somewhere. "
"Is it possible..."
Before the fierce old man finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Master Xuan: "It's impossible. If these people can all be called geniuses..."
Chuiliu pointed to the top of his head and quickly interrupted Xuan Master's next words: "Ancestor!"
He raised his index finger between his lips: "Be careful what you say and do!"
"Ha~"
Master Xuan sneered and said nothing more, but his sarcasm was fully expressed.
The major families in the outside world were so angry that they wanted to rush into the ghost forest to grab the mysterious master and beat him up. For thousands of years, they had never been insulted by such an act.
This is simply a shame!
It's comparable to a god being slapped in the face by a mortal.
It doesn't hurt, but I feel quite embarrassed.
Immediately afterwards, Xuan Master's next move made them so angry that they vomited three liters of blood, smoke erupted from their seven orifices, and they almost fell back into chaos.
Even the always steady Master Mingyu couldn't help but curse: "Baby, wait, wait for you to come out, if I don't peel off your skin, I will take your last name! You'd better pray that you can't come out." The haunted forest, you little bastard!"
I saw Xuanzhu leaning on the big sack that was always in her hand, holding a piece of grass in her mouth, crossing her legs, and talking to the monk who was hanging on the tree like a little gangster.
"I said, if it doesn't work, just scream twice to attract some people to take your place. Even if you are monks, you can't stand hanging upside down like this."
Faced with the mysterious master's thoughts, the monks chose to close their eyes and pretend to be dead.
They don't want to be embarrassed by spinning around in circles.
Seeing that they were not cooperating, Master Xuan pouted dissatisfiedly. After careful consideration, she raised her hand and pulled off a few vines and handed them to Chuiliu and others.
"I'll whip their butts with a cane and make them scream. If they scream hard enough, they won't be able to call anyone..."
Xuanzhu pointed at Chui Liu and Chui Shuang and the others who had their mouths sewn behind Chui Liu and said: "I will hang you on the tree too, do you understand?"
Chuiliu and others nodded, not feeling that Master Xuan was joking with them at all.
"you dare!"
The monk hanging on the tree was so frightened that he shouted: "You witch, I warn you, if you dare to do this to us, our family will not let you go when you get out!"
"I don't want you to be so insulting. I'm telling you, when we get out, we will never let you go! Those of you who have helped the witch bully us together will not even think about it easy!"
"Since neither the left nor the right will make it easy for me, then I don't have to be merciful."
Xuanzhu looked at Kazuki angrily glaring at his monks, and said to Tsui Liu and the others: "I will teach you a lesson. When you are in power, you must show off your power to the best of your ability, because you don't know who will be killed when you lose power. Beat him like a grandson, let’s do it.”
Chuiliu and others were not as free and open-minded as Xuanzhu. They clasped their hands together and kept mumbling apologies: "Brothers, I'm sorry, we can't help it. We're all just making ends meet. How can you?" Don’t hold grudges.”
As he said that, he whipped the cane hard.
"ah!"
The cane was stained with dew, and even if they picked the buttocks at the end, the skin would be torn apart even if they were whipped.
Many monks could not hold back and screamed. This rattan not only tortured the body, but most importantly, tortured the mind.
For a moment, Chuiliu's continuous apology sounds overlapped with the screams of the monks, making it extremely lively.
Xuanzhu was quite satisfied and said to the fierce old man: "Zhuiliu has some talent in music theory, and this accompaniment is quite suitable for the occasion. Is this what you cultivators say, while using sharp tools to do wrong things, while using wooden fish? To accumulate merit?"
The fierce old man smiled awkwardly and didn't know how to answer. With this worldly sophistication, Master Xuan didn't understand at all.
Based on what she had done in the past two days, it would be strange if she was torn to pieces if no one was there to protect her when she left the haunted forest.
No, it was none of his business that she was torn into pieces. She deserved it. She even pulled her grandson's thigh and ate it. How could he feel pity for her?
This kind of feeling is too dangerous. He must have been brainwashed because he was too close to the Xuan Master.
Thinking this, the fierce old man unconsciously took two steps back and put some distance between himself and Xuan Master.
But none of them noticed that the blood stains spilled by the monks on the tree fell to the ground, and the ground where they were was trembling slightly.
After seeing a stick of incense, no monk came over, so Master Xuan told Chui Liu and the others to stop.
She touched her chin and looked at the person hanging on the tree, and couldn't help but tsk: "Isn't it true that all the monks who came for the trial are here..."
"Tsk~"
Just when Master Xuan was still about to complain, she clearly felt the ground beneath her feet shaking violently.
She immediately put the sack at her feet on her back, and then retreated to the big tree with the fierce old man and others.
In just an instant, a three-meter-tall Zhu Yan jumped onto the open space in front of Xuan Master. It slapped its chest hard and roared at Xuan Master and others: "Roar!!"
The fierce old man's face turned pale: "Yes...this is a million-year-old monster, Zhu Yan, the king of the ghost forest, run!"
Looking at Zhu Yan's scarlet eyes, Master Xuan knew that it was the bloody aura of the monks behind him that attracted Zhu Yan here.
She raised her leg and stomped hard on the ground. Dozens of pebbles flew into the air. She kicked the pebbles directly towards the vines that bound the monks on the tree behind her.
The vines broke at the sound, and Master Xuan said: "Run!"
As she said that, she carried the sack and followed the fierce old man back quickly.
But these monks obviously haven't reacted to this sudden change. Even if they regained their freedom, they were still stunned and didn't know what to do.
Zhu Yan grabbed four or five monks with his big hand on the ground. He opened his mouth and put them all into his mouth.
The monks were so frightened that they burst into tears: "Help...help, Immortal Emperor Mo Yu, help!"
