"I'm not a monster and evil spirit! You guys are!"

Although the body of Fashan in the cage cannot move, his mouth can still speak.

Faming shook his head with compassion, as if he was sighing that Fashan was completely helpless.

"So ugly, he doesn't look like a good person." Yang Que looked at Fashan and said.

Faming wanted to speak but stopped, and seemed to disagree with this typical statement that he judged people by appearance, but he could not refute the conclusion that "is not like a good person", so he had to keep silent.

As for Fashan, he was extremely furious when he heard Yang Que's words.

Is it his fault that he doesn't look like a good person? Before entering this cell, he was also a good monk and looked no worse than Faming.

Now he has become an evil demon, but his essence is still the original good monk. The other one looks like a human being, but he is a demon inside.

The angry good monk Fashan cursed Yang Que.

Yang Que ignored Fashan and looked at Faming and said, "Master, it's your turn now."

"What should I do?"

"It proves that you are not an evil demon." Yang Que said.

"..." Faming showed a puzzled expression. How should he prove this?

"Look, this is the situation now." Yang Que was serious, "This Fashan has proved that he is not like a good person, but is there a possibility that you are not a good person in fact.

"So you have to prove it too."

Faming shook his head: "My little master was joking, how can I prove this?"

"As we all know, when it comes to the juncture of life and death, no matter you are a human or a demon, you will appear in your true form." Yang Que said.

Faming said: "Oh, what the little master means is to do it?"

"No, no, I'm actually a pacifist." Yang Que smiled, "Can the master fly?"

"Fei? No." Faming shook his head.

"That's good. When the master falls, remember not to scream so loudly." Yang Que laughed.

Faming also smiled with a flower, then pushed out with a palm, and the first move is better!

The slightly golden palm collided with Yang Que's fist.

A wave of air surged out from the middle of the two, passing through the passage, forming a howling wind.

Faming's right arm was twisted suddenly, his body fell backwards, and his face showed unpredictable pain and shock. The gap...was unexpectedly.

Before Faming stood firm and looked for a counterattack opportunity, he saw the other party's palm enlarge in front of him and cover his sight.

In the next breath, Faming completely fell into darkness, fell into a coma, and knew nothing.

When he woke up again, Faming found himself hanging in the air, his feet naturally drooping, without touching the ground.

The pain of tightening came from the neck, and it was grabbed by someone with his hands and held it in the air.

Such grasping would not suffocate Faming and die, but also restricted his actions.

The power from the hand on the neck was like a flood destroying the embankment, easily breaking the accumulated power of Faming.

The surrounding environment is still in Guanyin Zen Temple.

Faming knew that he was on the terrace outside the main hall, where the monks had to patrol, but now there was no one.

I don't know if it hasn't arrived yet or...

Faming stared at the man in front of him.

"Master, remember what I said. Don't scream when you go down. If you die, it will be more dignified." Yang Que said, letting go of his hand.

Faming stretched out his hand and grabbed helplessly, grabbing Huo.

Falling into the abyss at your feet.

What is under Guanyin Zen Temple? In fact, Fa knew that although he had not personally investigated it, according to the words passed down by word of the Zen Temple.

The valley was once below, but it dried up completely and turned into a Jedi.

As for how high it is, I really don’t know. In short, even if it’s daytime, you can’t see the bottom even if you stand on the top and look down.

It exceeds the end of sight.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the threat of death approached.

Faming's uninjured left hand grabbed around countless times, and occasionally he would touch vines or branches.

Even caught, but it is not enough to offset the power brought by the fall.

Those fragile plants fell into the abyss together with Faming.

"I will die!" Faming felt that death had turned into something substantial, touched his back, and wanted to pull him into hell.

"No!"

He roared, and at this moment, Faming suddenly hoped that everything Fashan said was true.

If they were really evil spirits, they might not die.

"It seems that what you are saying is true..." The desperate Faming's body suddenly lightened and seemed to fall into the clouds.

He turned around and saw no one.

I could only hear the sound, and the darkness around me seemed to be a little more intense, and even he couldn't see any scene clearly.

"Black Cloud Yi can really take people to fly." Yang Que said in his heart.

He caught Faming with the dark cloud wings, and the effect was very good.

It's like Superman saving people, completely ignoring all kinds of impact forces.

Until the last moment, Faming did not change any strangely. Yang Que imagined that the scene similar to Ban Yaohua did not happen.

"It's really high here, probably close to ten thousand meters." Yang Que looked down.

Not far from my feet was the dark ground, which was the bottom of the deep valley under the Guanyin Zen Temple.

From here to Guanyin Zen Temple, it is a terrifying height of nearly 10,000 meters.

What is this concept?

Mount Everest, the highest peak on earth, is 8848 meters, and is more than a thousand meters away from the height here.

Of course, this does not mean that Guanyin Zen Temple is so high.

In that case, it should be covered with snow.

But this deep valley is really too deep.

Floating in the darkness, Faming hadn't figured out what was going on, and the darkness around him dissipated.

My body fell and fell onto the wooden floor.

He had returned to the terrace of Guanyin Zen Temple.

The man with the magic name "Wukong" stood next to him. If it weren't for the pain in his right arm, Faming would even think that everything that happened just now was false.

"Master, I'm sure now that what you said is true." Yang Que said with a smile to Faming.

Faming snorted coldly, his face full of anger.

One arm was interrupted and experienced the great horror between life and death.

The reason why he didn't turn against him was not because Faming had a good temper, but because he couldn't beat the other party.

"Then I hope the 'Master' can abide by the agreement!" Faming squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth.

"It's easy to say, I'll ask the master to send someone to escort him at that time. I will definitely keep a secret for the Zen temple. I don't know what kind of Dharma is good at becoming a demon." Yang Que said, "But there is another thing that asks the master to solve the problem."

"What?"

"What do you mean by the danger of night in Zen temple?"

"Fa Shan became a demon monk and met a monster who called himself "Ling Xuzi". The monster fell in love with Fa Shan at first sight. After Fa Shan was detained, he fought with my Zen Temple. After fleeing behind, he still often sent little monsters to my Zen Temple to look for Fa Shan at night and kill people." Fa Ming said, "There have happened before when pilgrims were attacked."

"Oh, so that's it."

Yang Que nodded, "Then do they have another friend who is a black bear spirit?"
Chapter completed!