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Chapter 380 The Two-Faced Monk
Hong Yi knew that he couldn't handle it, so he could only come back and report to Pu Yanlan. Upon hearing this, Pu Yanlan hurriedly said,

"Take back all the little devils, and let's escape with all our might!"

The man in red responded and went to summon the little ghost. Pu Yanlan chased after him and reported the situation behind him to Gu Shiyi. Gu Shiyi frowned and asked Zhao Fengguang as he flew,
"Do you have any way to send a message to your family?"

Zhao Fengguang was silent. Gu Shiyi was a little annoyed that he was still playing tricks at this time. He said coldly,
"To tell you the truth, there is an armored ghost king chasing after us. Do you think that between me and Shao Jiajia, which one can help you stop it? When the time comes... don't blame us for being unfair and having to abandon you and run away first!"

Zhao Fengguang's face changed when he heard this. He knew that someone from the Wang family had arrived!
After thinking for a while, he replied,
"To be honest, I have already informed my family members. They will be here soon!"

Gu Shiyi looked at Shao Jiajia and thought to himself,

"They all have someone behind them, and they're all secretly trying to get someone to do something, right?"

Gu Shiyi asked Shao Jiajia,

"What about you? Aren't you from the Shao family? Why didn't you get two helpers?"

Shao Jiajia smiled bitterly and said,

"My grandfather has always disliked my father, and my uncles have long coveted my father's position. When they heard that I was trapped in this hole, they were lucky enough not to add insult to injury!"

Gu Shiyi sighed upon hearing this.
"It's true that beauty is short-lived, so... there's nothing good about this woman being too beautiful!"

Like this girl Jia Jia, her mother died early, and her father was beaten to death because of her face. Now two men are coveting her beauty, but they are both gentlemen in front of her, but beasts in human form behind her back!

It’s hard for her!
Gu Shiyi thought for a while and said,

"Well, if Fellow Daoist Zhao has backup, then tell me how we can get you to your backup."

They have already offended the Wang family, so they should try to get the Zhao family over and let them fight to the death. This way they can find a chance to escape!
Zhao Fengguang looked around and said,
"Going this way, there is a ramp going up. We can go up from there and wait for my Zhao family to come..."

After a pause, he said with some worry,
"But that armored ghost king..."

Gu Shiyi sighed and said to Shao Jiajia,
"Miss Jiajia, please send Fellow Daoist Zhao up. I will hold off for you for a while... I hope the Zhao family can come soon!"

Shao Jiajia said with some worry,

"How can you cope alone?"

Gu Shi said,
"It doesn't matter. If you can't beat me, I'll run away!"

After saying that, he winked at Shao Jiajia. Shao Jiajia knew that this was a reminder that she had Pu Yanlan to protect her. She immediately bowed to Gu Shiyi in gratitude.

"Thank you for your help, Brother Gu. Jiajia will definitely repay you handsomely in the future!"

Gu Shiyi drew his knife with his backhand.

"Let's go! If we don't leave now... no one will be able to leave!"

Seeing this, Shao Jiajia hurriedly supported Zhao Fengguang and flew in the direction he pointed. After the two of them left, Gu Shiyi took out the demon-subduing pestle.
"Amitabha!"

Monk Shijie appeared, with something in his hand. It was the Chi zombie that Gu Shiyi had caught.
"Donor Gu, what is the matter with calling me out?"

"It's nothing. You, a Buddhist monk, must be tired of chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha every day. Why don't you come out and stretch your muscles and deal with the Ghost King?"

He is a high-level monk, so Gu Shiyi must find a helper. Monks are Buddhists, so aren’t they professionals in dealing with ghosts?

If not him, who else should I look for?

The Ten Commandments monk raised his eyebrows.
"Ghost King?"

Gu Shi nodded,

"The armored ghost king!"

"Amitabha! I will do my best!"

Monk Shijie looked down at the Chi Zang in his hand.

"Please, Mr. Gu, keep this demon under guard!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Seeing that the monk readily agreed, Gu Shiyi took the Chi Shen with a smile. As soon as the demon was in Gu Shiyi's palm, it trembled like a sieve. Gu Shiyi stepped aside and poked it with his fingers for fun, while threatening it, "Be honest. If you dare to talk nonsense or move, I will press you to death with one finger!"

Just as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew by, and a huge monster suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor.

"Hehehe..."

This ghost had two black horns on its head, its scalp spread out to its chest, its face was green, and there were two curved fangs at the corners of its mouth, sticking up high, almost to the side of its ears. Its two big nostrils were facing the sky, and it had a pair of red eyes without pupils. It was wearing a black armor of a very ancient style, and it was obviously a product of ancient times. One of the five claws of this ghost was over a foot long, and the other was as white as jade, no different from a human hand. It was holding a long spear that was completely crimson in its white hand, and at this moment, it was rushing over quickly with a gust of cold wind...

"Amitabha!"

When the ghost king was two feet away from Gu Shiyi, a black light suddenly flashed, and a bald young monk stood in front of it. He chanted a Buddhist name, which shocked the ghost king. He stopped and looked up and down with a pair of red eyes, and said in surprise,
“Two-faced Buddha! How could there be a two-faced Buddha here… Hey… that’s not right…”

As it looked closely,

"Amitabha!"

Monk Shijie chanted the Buddha's name again and said,

"Donor, life is already hard in this world, why do you still want to come here and cause trouble to the world? Why don't you quickly go to where you should go!"

The ghost king heard this, looked him up and down again, and snorted coldly,
"The bald monks in the Buddhist sect love to talk nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight. If you really become a two-faced Buddha, I don't want to get entangled with you, but now you are just a fragment of spirit, and even the Buddha appearance is fake. Why should I be afraid of you!"

After saying this, he thrust a spear straight at the face of Monk Shijie.

"when……"

An inconspicuous demon-subduing pestle blocked the ghost king's red spear. The ghost king did not move, but the monk Shijie took a step back. The ghost king laughed loudly.
"Look, what did I say? You're just a fake monk, pretending to be a Buddhist monk. If you dare to block my way again, I'll tear you into pieces and eat you to replenish my ghost energy!"

"Amitabha!"

The monk Shijie chanted in a low voice and suddenly began to recite scriptures. His voice was low and fast, and no one knew what he was chanting. Gu Shiyi barely listened to two sentences and found that it was not the language of the mainland, but mostly Sanskrit. As the monk chanted more and more scriptures and chanted faster and faster, his body also changed. A golden light began to shine from the toes of the feet wearing wooden clogs and white socks, and then the whole toes, half of the sole, and then the whole foot, calf, knee, thigh, and waist. Soon, only his head had not turned golden. The armored ghost king was a little surprised when he saw this and said,
"You really have cultivated the appearance of a Buddha?"

After a while, the monk realized that no matter how hard he chanted, his head couldn't turn into gold, so he started to laugh.
"Monk, you don't have enough understanding to achieve Buddhahood!"

After saying that, without any hesitation, he thrust the red spear towards the monk's chest.

"Amitabha!"

The monk of the Ten Precepts calls out the Buddha's name,
"Even if I only have half the appearance of a Buddha, I can still destroy you!"

The monk did not retreat but advanced, using his chest to meet the blood-red spear head.
"Pfft..."

With a sound, the red spear tip easily pierced into the monk's body. The armored ghost king screamed and stabbed hard. The spear tip passed through the monk's chest and came out from his back. Gu Shiyi, who was hiding his breath and watching from the side, shook his head.

"The monk is...satisfied with chanting too much and eating too little essence and blood, so he wants to commit suicide?"

The ghost king obviously had the same idea. He laughed grimly, clenched his hands, and lifted the gun upwards, intending to send the monk flying. However, the monk who was pierced by the gun suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.
"Amitabha!"

The monk's golden body suddenly turned completely black, and then turned into a wisp of black smoke, which followed the gun and wrapped around the ghost king's white jade arm.
"Ow..."

The Ghost King suddenly let out a strange cry and threw away the red gun. With his other hand, the giant claw grabbed his own jade-white arm. Ghost energy surged in his hand, as if he wanted to use it to force the monk out. However, the black mist that the monk had turned into had turned into thick ink, which soaked into the jade-like arm. The black energy was just surging in vain, but there was no way to force the monk out. Soon, the ink that the monk had turned into reached half of the Ghost King's chest.

"Amitabha!"

The monk's voice came out from the ghost king's body.

"Your heart has long been dry and dead. You are originally from the underworld. Why do you have to come to this world to be a slave?"

After saying that, the arm that was dyed black by the monk suddenly stretched out its hand.
"Pfft..."

With a sound, he inserted five fingers into the ghost king's chest. Then his fingers moved and fumbled around inside for a while. When he pulled them out, there was a shriveled heart in the palm of his hand, like a peach pit.
"Look, this is your own heart!"

The monk was still talking, and then he squeezed his palm, and the heart turned into powder, which was swept away by the cold wind and disappeared.

Gu Shiyi, who was hiding in the dark, clicked his tongue repeatedly.
"This monk is not telling the truth! He said he would do his best, and I thought he really couldn't beat him. I didn't expect him to be so powerful!"

But it was too early for her to say this. After the ghost king's heart was crushed by her, he howled in pain towards the sky. Suddenly, the sound stopped, and then the voice of a middle-aged man spoke again,
"You want to destroy my Ghost King with just a two-faced Buddha who hasn't achieved his cultivation? You have quite a big appetite!"

After saying that, the body of Ghost Five suddenly began to disintegrate, turning into thick black mist that filled the entire corridor. Then, a hand as white as jade stretched out from the mist, grabbed something out of thin air, and threw it heavily. Then, Monk Shijie turned into his original form and was thrown onto the wall of the cave in the distance. Then, his body fell to the ground in pieces, like a broken porcelain doll...