Through the moonlight through the cracks in the mountains and forests, Shen Cheng vaguely saw the true face of this person.

This is actually a bald monk with a fat head and big ears, and he should be less than thirty years old. This person's face is full of fat, and his eyes have been squeezed into a slit, and the whole person is low and stout.

He was dressed in a gray short monk's robe, but when he wore it on this monk, it looked short and tight and very ill-fitting. In the placket under the jacket, a white belly is also exposed!

With a rosary around his neck and a small shovel in his hand, he pointed to the graves in front of him, as if identifying the direction. Then the monk walked all the way to the cemetery where he had not moved his hands and feet.

Shen Cheng, who had performed the Spirit Eye Technique, could see at a glance that this monk was a cultivator who only had three layers of cultivation in the Qi Melting Period. Looking at his outfit again, he is angry and funny!

I thought, I don't know which temple this guy stole this monk's robe from, doing this kind of shady deed. actually hung a string of beads around his neck, bluffing the worldly mortals. How can this rosary around the neck be hung casually, only a truly virtuous monk has this qualification!

Obviously, this guy is not a serious monk nine times out of ten.

Shen Cheng remained silent, carefully observing this person's every move, and paying attention to whether there were accomplices behind him.

I saw the monk walk to the cemetery on the side of the mountain, identify a dirt bag, roll up his sleeves and start digging up.

Maybe it was because he was too obese, so the guy dug a pit and sat on the ground, snorting and panting tiredly!

After a moment's rest, the monk took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve robe, which was the kind of ghost talisman that Shen Cheng dug up during the day.

I saw the monk put down the shovel, pinched the ghost talisman in one hand, and chanted the mantra with the other. For a moment, the red light on the ghost head charm flashed, and then it dimmed again.

Seeing this, the monk stuffed the talisman into the hole, filled it with dirt, and patted it with a shovel, then got up and walked to another dirt bag, crouched down and continued to dig the hole.

After more than an hour, the monk buried the last earthen bag in the talisman. Then he got up and wiped his fat face covered with sweat with his sleeve, looked at the whole cemetery and nodded with satisfaction, and was about to walk back and forth.

"Master is done with his work, do you want to explain some things to the next?" The monk hadn't taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a loud voice behind him!

The monk was almost scared out of the filth by this sentence. With a "whoop", the fat body suddenly jumped forward five or six feet away. At this time, the hairs on his body have already stood up!

Don't look at this fat monk is also an immortal cultivator, but with his cultivation at the third level of the Qi Melting Period, running to this gloomy cemetery in this dark night can't help but be a little chilling.

In addition, he didn't notice at all that there was such a strange extra person behind him, and that person suddenly came to such a sentence without warning, so that he, who was not prepared at all, how could he not be afraid!

At this time, this guy is not paralyzed on the ground, and he can still jump out of the distance, which is already a bit of courage!

The person who spoke was of course Shen Cheng, originally he wanted to see what this monk was going to do next after burying those ghost talismans. But I didn't expect this guy to finish his work, he didn't do anything, patted his ass and was about to leave, so Shen Cheng had no choice but to show up and drink the other party.

He didn't have the intention of rashly and secretly following the monk! If the other party noticed and led himself into the trap of his accomplices, wouldn't he become a praying mantis for catching cicadas.

He had been observing this place for a long time, and there was no one else except the monk, so he had to settle the matter directly here.

After the fat monk jumped out of the distance in shock, he hurriedly turned around in a panic and looked at Shen Cheng with a frightened expression.

But seeing that it was just a teenage boy in front of him, looking at him with a smile, it was not some ghostly thing, and the monk's heart when he mentioned his throat and eyes also let go slightly. At this time, he was groping his chest with a fat hand, and he seemed to have some palpitations!

However, after a while, when the monk opened his spiritual eye to investigate carefully, he found that the cultivation of the young man in front of him was at least about four or five layers in the Qi Melting Period, and his heart couldn't help but sink again!

The sudden change really made the monk a little panicked. Looking at the other party's dress, I didn't see any recognizable marks on my body, not like a disciple of any sect or family, the monk was a little at ease in his heart!

But helplessly, his realm is indeed inferior to the other party, he feels that today's events are really difficult to hide, and the fat on his face can't help but twitch a few times.

The expression on the fat monk's fat face changed several times, and after a little thought, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be calm and smiled and flattered: "Eh, little benefactor, oh no, Daoyou! Dare to ask Daoyou, what does this mean? You and I have no grievances and no hatred, and the poor monks are just trying to eat for a meal, so why should Daoyou force each other to be embarrassed by the poor monks?"

"Heh, is it embarrassing for the 'master'? 'Master' has made up his mind and doesn't want to say it, and is he still ready to fight a rake?

Listening to the monk's words, Shen Cheng scoffed. As soon as he saw the appearance of this monk, he knew that the other party must have felt that he was young, and he had the idea of getting out of the trick and waiting for an opportunity to get out!

In fact, Shen Cheng didn't really want to do it, he didn't have much experience in fighting methods, but he was just a little bit more senior to the monk, and he could force the truth without doing it, which was the best.

Seeing that Shen Cheng was not very old, the monk was indeed so difficult to bluff, and he was bitter in his heart! But how could the current matter be casually revealed to the other party! This is a major matter related to whether he can make a living from it in the future, if he shakes out this secret and makes it known to everyone, then how can he continue to deceive mortals in the world and cheat money, and live that happy life!

Thinking of this, the monk was ready to fight for it. Tilt your head and pretend not to care!

Seeing the monk's appearance, Shen Cheng pulled out the golden snake sword an inch, and let out a threatening "um" on his mouth. The sharp blade exposed by the Golden Snake Sword flashed with a cold light under the illumination of the moonlight.

"Don't don't, don't don't, Daoist friends have something to say, there is something to say! If Daoist friends want to know, the poor monk said yes, why bother with Daoyou!" Seeing that Shen Cheng was really anxious, the monk hurriedly bent down and raised his head slightly, lowered his posture and shook his two fat palms, and aimed at Shen Cheng with a panicked face, for fear that he would provoke the other party to do something if he didn't agree!

Seeing that the monk had finally softened, Shen Cheng withdrew the Golden Snake Sword from its scabbard, then stood in place and said in a long voice: "Then say it!"