Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

It was still cold and dark inside the Soul-Devouring Cave.

At this moment, Shen Yichen, Huang Xiyi, and Monk Mingzhi were horrified at the sight of the person who suddenly appeared!

Shen Yichen felt that the monk Mingzhi's hand was shaking as he touched his arm! Although he was also very scared at the moment, he couldn't help but despise him in his heart:

"Oh my god! Aren't you pretending to be calm all the time? Aren't you blessed by the Buddha? Why are you panicking?"

If you draw a straight line from a person's nose to his belly button, and divide the person into two halves along this line, you will see a person suddenly appear:

Half of him was wearing white monk's robes, and the other half was wearing black robes!

The half that was covered by the white monk's robe was bald, with four complete and four semicircular scars on the top of the head, one black eye with white eyebrows, a half white nose, a half handsome face, no beard, and a pair of Luohan shoes on the feet!

The half of his face that was wearing a black gown had thick and flowing black hair that fell down, with a few strands of hair floating around his ears. He had a pair of white eyes with black eyebrows, half of his rough face was covered with a beard, and he was wearing cloud-climbing boots!

If you cover half of this person and look at the other half, you would definitely think that he is a highly accomplished monk because he has twelve scars on his head, which represent the "Bodhisattva precepts", or he is a rugged and strong man, looking very majestic!

But this person is half and half, black and white, and the distinction between black and white is clear!

The three of them looked at the person who suddenly appeared in black and white, neither human nor ghost, with trepidation.

"Ghost, of course I am a ghost, and a fierce one at that!"

"Amitabha, I am a human being, but I have lived too long!"

There are two voices in one body, one in black and one in white, and each person speaks one sentence. One voice is terrifying like the voice of a ghost, and the other is obviously kind and amiable like the voice of a charitable elder.

As soon as the voice fell, the three of them clearly felt the people around them shudder. This was too weird!

When Shen Yichen hid behind Huang Xiyi, he did a very shameless thing. He took the opportunity to grab Huang Xiyi's hand and did not let go at this moment.

Huang Xiyi thought it was a normal reaction and did not blame him. She also needed it and she was a little scared!

"What do ghosts call? What do people call?"

Shen Yichen asked while standing behind Huang Xiyi.

"Hehe, interesting. You're quite smart. You asked the questions separately!"

"Amitabha!"

It is another two-tone song, with each person speaking one sentence.

"Kid, remember, my name is Tuoba Gumu!"

The terrifying voice said grimly.

"My Buddhist name is Xuan Ku!"

Said a kind voice.

"what?"

The three of them exclaimed at the same time, you looked at me, I looked at you, and at this moment, Mingzhi Monk stopped pretending, it was really unexpected!

"Disciple Fuchen Temple knows clearly that I have seen, I have seen, I have seen Patriarch Xuanku!"

Mingzhi knew that the monk had not figured out the situation yet, when he heard it was Xuan Ku, he stood out from behind Huang Xiyi, bowed to the man, and reported his Buddhist name. But when it came to Xuan Ku, he didn't know how to address him, so he called him "Master Xuan Ku", after all, he was the eminent monk of Fuchen Temple five hundred years ago!

"I've long guessed that you're a remnant of Fuchen Temple! You're not dead yet, damn it!"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. I never thought that Fuchen Temple still has incense inheritance!"

After saying this, the person who was neither human nor ghost made a gesture of worshiping Buddha.

"Master Xuan Ku, are you passing away or..."

Mingzhi Monk bravely asked the doubts in his heart, which were also the doubts of Shen Yichen and Huang Xiyi.

"I am a human being, your enemy, your sworn enemy, haha!"

"Amitabha, I have no idea how long I have survived since entering the Soul Devouring Cave!"

Two voices in one body, one violent and one gentle.

"So, Senior is still a human?"

After Shen Yichen finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the face. How could he ask such a question? But the words had already been spoken and there was nothing he could do.

"I am a human, but I am more evil than a ghost!"

"Amitabha!"

This is the default!

When Shen Yichen and Huang Xiyi heard that it was a person, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Yichen took a step forward and stood side by side with Huang Xiyi. Shamelessly, he did not let go of her hand. It was unknown whether he did it on purpose or he forgot.

Huang Xiyi tried to take it back, but Shen Yichen refused to let go, so she gave up.

"Senior, have you ever seen the Qingwei Xuanyu Sword in this cave?"

Huang Xiyi was determined to find the Qingwei Xuanyu Sword, so without knowing anything, she just asked directly.

"Yes, of course I have. The sword is right behind you!"

"Amitabha, he threw the Qingwei Xuanyu Sword into the 'death' disc behind you!"

Another sentence each.

When Shen Yichen heard what Huang Xiyi said, he was speechless for a moment.

"Girl, can't you be more steady?"

While talking to himself, he tightened his grip on Huang Xiyi's hand a little more.

"Wait, him? He threw him in?"

The reply from the person in front of him made Shen Yichen confused.

"What do you mean you were thrown in by him? Aren't you alone?"

Shen Yichen was about to ask.

"Alright, alright, now it's my turn to play, you shut up first!"

"Amitabha"

The person in front of the three people seemed to have changed slightly.

"Three little brats, isn't it time for me to ask you something? Otherwise, it won't taste good when you eat it later!"

"Amitabha!"

As soon as the two words fell, the man licked his lips with his tongue, and his tongue was half black and half white!

Without the three people's consent or disagreement, I heard,

"Little monk, how many remnants of Fuchen Temple are there?"

"Amitabha!"

"Can you shut up!"

"Amitabha!"

It seems that although the man in black has the upper hand, he can't do anything to Xuan Ku!

"There are only my master Wuwang and I in Fuchen Temple!"

Monk Mingzhi answered respectfully.

"Wuwang, Wuwang, how come I don't have any impression of it at all? Do you still remember it?"

"Amitabha, I remember he was a young disciple of Beimai!"

"It seems that the Ji family didn't do what they promised us, and they left someone alive. After we get out, we will go and settle the score with the Ji family!"

"Amitabha!"

Shen Yichen captured the information of the Ji family and said in his heart:

"Did the Ji family really participate in what happened back then?"

In fact, Shen Yichen already had his suspicions when he knew there was a Ji family magic formation outside the Soul-Devouring Cave.

"Little girl, you were taught by Qingwei Xuannv, right? Tsk tsk, why are you wearing a veil? Stop pretending to be noble, you are a bunch of bitches!"

"Amitabha!"

It seems that this person has a deep grudge against the Qingwei Xuannv Sect. After saying this, a palm wind attacked Huang Xiyi.

Before Huang Xiyi could react, the veil was in the hands of the man in black.

"Wow, this girl is pretty, even prettier than the one we pursued back then. Is this God's way of compensating you and me, so that we can get what we want? Hehe, should I use that thing?"

"Amitabha, plant good seeds and reap good fruits, think twice before you act!"

One good and one evil, two voices, one in the same but with different hearts.

With the help of others, Shen Yichen finally saw Huang Xiyi's true face:

Her hair was in a cloud-like bun, her black hair was fluffy and flowing, her eyebrows were curved, and she had a pair of bright and clear phoenix eyes, which were delicate and hidden. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed like the distant dark green mountains. She had a pair of emerald green earrings, which looked simple and graceful in the dim light. Her delicate and straight nose was embellished on her rose-like red lips. At this moment, she was stunned, angry, and shy...

This scene made Shen Yichen sigh inwardly:

"It turns out that the most beautiful thing in the world is not wine, but you!"