"It's not complicated at all. It's just that my brother has wronged me, so I can't be his brother anymore. Besides, if I don't kill him, he will do everything he can to get rid of me," Zhao Manting said.
"If I were your brother, I would do everything I can to get rid of you, too," Wu Ku said seriously.
"It's not what you think, monk. My brother's fiancée and I are truly in love," Zhao Manyan said.
"Listen to yourself, do you think you sound like a human being? Young man, I might not be able to advise you on other matters. I might be evil, but as a Buddhist, I can definitely judge you when it comes to relationships between men and women. Have you heard of the three knives and six holes … "Wu Ku said.
"Monk, you've read too much into it. I'm not Chen Haonan."
"Chen Haonan, she did it because of the drug, but you didn't have the drug, and you didn't use force. You've abandoned the basic morals of a family for the sake of some human pleasure. Forget it, I won't persuade you to join the Black Vatican. Someone like you might even harm your brothers and sisters if you join the Black Vatican," Wu Ku placed his palms together and murmured Amitabha.
Zhao Manyan blushed furiously.
Why didn't these people believe him?
He and Sancha were truly soulmates. Their interests, hobbies, and chemistry were very close to each other. Why couldn't he be sincere about it?
"Can we not stray from the topic? Aren't you supposed to be a monk? Just tell me, should I kill him, or spare his life so I can go into hiding?" Zhao Manyan said.
"From your point of view, if you want to steal someone's love, you should just eliminate your brother. It's in line with the Black Vatican's rules. Every man for himself, and the devil takes the hindmost," Wu Ku said, touching his sleeves.
"Didn't you say the Black Vatican's goal is to save the world?" Zhao Manyan asked.
"We're talking about your family. Don't change the topic," Wu Ku retorted.
"Well, well, in fact, I haven't said these words to anyone, and I don't know who to tell," Zhao Manyan said with a wry smile.
"That's how it is. There are many things that shouldn't be said to your family, because you're afraid that they'll worry. There are many things that shouldn't be said to your friends. After all, their situations are different from yours. What you tell a stranger is the truest truth. There are thousands of people's worries, and it's not enough to share them with others. Otherwise, why are there so many incense offerings in those temples these days?"
"Monk, I can see that you're quite capable. Why do you insist on saving people when you don't even believe yourself? Why don't you open a temple? I'll invest in you. All you have to do every day is to help people. It's better than being the Head Priest of the Black Vatican and earning money by selling cabbages," Zhao Manyan suggested.
"If I had met you earlier, I might have become a monk in a temple, telling people's marriages and listening to people's unspeakable troubles …" Wu Ku said.
"It's not too late. You don't have to do anything this time. It's the same as saving the world. I can talk to Mofan and Mubai on your behalf, asking them to let go of their past grudges and allow you to become a real monk," Zhao Manyan said.
"It's going to be difficult," Wu Ku shook his head.
"Why is it difficult? Listen to my advice, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha," Zhao Manyan said.
"It's fate that I've met you here. I'll stay for another ten minutes and read a few verses of the Expiation Sutra for you, "Wu Ku said.
"What Expiation Sutra for? I'm not dead yet," Zhao Manyan said unhappily.
As soon as he finished the sentence, the dueling ground around them began to turn into sand. The sturdy rocks were blown away by the wind.
Sand and dust rose into the air in the rain, and the huge stone arena suddenly disappeared. At the same time, two men wearing black and red raincoats and black and blue raincoats respectively stood beside Wu Ku.
The duo in the raincoats were emitting an icy aura, like two pieces of ice. Their eyes were staring at Zhao Manting like a pair of leopards, both calm and ferocious.
"My men are here. I'm afraid you won't be able to survive. I'm a man of my word. I won't forget to read the Expiation Sutra, "Wu Ku said with a wry smile, like a cunning old fox.
"Bald monk, I told you my heart, but you set me up!" Zhao Manyan snarled.
"It's actually very simple. If you die here today, your mother won't be sad, and your brother won't know you've cheated on him. He'll continue to happily marry your sister-in-law, and you'll be able to serve your old father in the afterlife. Isn't that perfect?" Wu Ku chuckled. He looked like a crazy monk who had come up with a bad idea.
Zhao Manyan took a few steps back nervously.
"Rest in peace," Wu Ku smiled at Zhao Manyan.
Wu Ku was only trying to buy time with Zhao Manyan so his men could come to his aid.
In terms of fighting, he really wasn't very good at it. It was better to leave killing to his subordinates.
"Rest in peace too," Zhao Manyan said.
Wu Ku did not quite understand the man at first. He thought Zhao Manyan was just saying that before his death. However, he soon sensed something as sharp as an electric drill coming at him from behind.
Wu Ku quickly dodged and used the raincoat beside him to block the attack.
The man in the black and red raincoat couldn't react in time and was pierced in the chest by the lightning drill. Blood splattered all over the place.
"Asshole!"
The other man in the raincoat was enraged. He turned around and glared at the young Magician who was drenched in sweat.
"You have no right to yell at me!"
Mofan switched to a Shadow Spell.
A pitch-black chain flew towards the black-blue raincoat man at an extremely fast speed, wrapping around his neck.
With a heavy tug, a barb extended from the pitch-black Shadow Shackles.
A black ball of spikes blossomed from the tip of the chain. The spikes penetrated the man's body.
His neck, chest, arms, and waist were all punctured. He looked like a prisoner being stabbed by ten thousand swords.
However, the hook of the chain was still attached to his body. Mofan tossed the man into the rain like a piece of trash.
"Monk, you're not the only one trying to buy time. I might not be able to kill you, but my brother can! "Zhao Manting grinned cunningly, revealing his white teeth.
They were both adults. How could he possibly change the man's mind with just a few words?
He was only trying to buy time for his brothers to arrive. Zhao Manyan was more than happy to be able to trap the leader of the Black Vatican for two hours!
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