Lu Fei's contempt deeply stung the eyes of the Lingyun Taoist Master.
Flames of rage ignited in his eyes.
"Die!"
"People like you all deserve to die!"
Before his chest had fully closed, he roared and charged towards Lu Fei.
Lu Fei turned and ran, taking a few steps to climb the stairs, and then jumped out of the exit, immediately twisting the candlestick on the offering table.
The exit slowly closed.
"Tiger, find something to block this!"
"Okay!"
The two kicked away the offering table and worked together to move the heavy water vat over, placing it on top of the exit.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Angry banging could be heard from inside.
Lu Fei ignored the noise, and after running out of the room, he had Tiger lock the door.
"Boss, this water vat should hold them off for a while. We shouldn't have any trouble making it to the temple!" Tiger said as he locked the door.
"Who told you to run?" Lu Fei smiled slightly.
"Ah? Not running, then what's this?" Huson's face was full of confusion.
"To the kitchen." Lu Fei looked around and chose a direction, then immediately started running.
Huson hurriedly followed.
"Aren't we going to save the young Taoists first?"
"Taking them with us is useless. Only by eliminating the evil can we truly save them."
Boom!
There was a loud sound of stone slabs cracking in the room, followed by the furious roar of the Lingyun Abbey's abbot.
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Huson's heart raced with fear.
Fortunately, the door was still locked, which could hold off that demonic Taoist and evil creature for a moment.
Without turning back, Lu Fei, with a calm expression, rushed non-stop to the canteen, kicked open the kitchen door, and dashed in.
He felt for the switch, and dim yellow lights came on.
Lu Fei opened the cabinet above the stove and quickly started rummaging through it.
"Boss, what are you looking for?"
"Seasonings!"
Hu Zi was taken aback, suddenly remembering that the young Taoist had mentioned during the day that Lingyun Temple added a particular seasoning to the meat soup served to the pilgrims.
With this seasoning, the pilgrims would be safe after consuming it.
Hu Zi hurriedly joined in the search.
They turned the kitchen upside down but only found ordinary spices.
"Something so important must have been hidden by that demonic Taoist!" But it didn't matter; Lu Fei had already suspected as much. He immediately turned on the gas stove.
The blue flame burned.
"Huzi, put the knife over it."
"Okay!"
Huzi instantly placed the ghost-head knife over the flame to roast it.
Lu Fei, on the other hand, hid by the side of the kitchen door, concealing his presence.
"Let's see where you can run now!"
Two shadows crept into the kitchen. Master Lingyun and the meat Ganoderma had followed them in.
Although the meat Ganoderma had reverted to human form, its limbs and body were not coordinated, and its movements were not as agile as before, making it move like a zombie.
"I didn't want to make your deaths too miserable, but you forced my hand! Why must each of you be this way?"
"You are, and that old man is too..."
The Master of Lingyun Temple had a face uglier than death, stepping into the kitchen, about to end Huzi's life with a swing of his whisk.
But.
A palm strike suddenly came from the door.
Caught off guard, he took the blow solidly on his back.
Both he and Rou Lingzhi had large holes appear in their backs almost simultaneously, their insides clearly visible.
"Huzi!"
Lu Fei kicked out, sending Rou Lingzhi flying towards Huzi.
He then positioned himself between the Master of Lingyun Temple and Huzi, lashing the ghost whip at the hole in the Master's back with ferocity.
The Master of Lingyun Temple's expression changed drastically. He swung his whisk to deflect the long whip and retreated step by step.
"You! You!"
His body trembled, and he was so angry that his nose was twisted.
This wasn't a figurative expression; his nose was literally twisted, and something worm-like under his skin wriggled rapidly, causing his features to shift, with eyes and nose displaced.
"You all deserve to die!"
A hoarse roar came from his throat, and suddenly his mouth split into several segments, from which strange tendrils of flesh writhed out.
"What the hell! He himself is a monstrous being?!"
The scene was truly bizarre!
Lu Fei's heart also skipped a beat, and if he hadn't seen many shocking scenes, it would have been hard for him to remain calm at this moment.
Stabilizing his mind and channeling his magical power, the thunderwood, flickering with electric light, met those fleshy tendrils.
Boom!
The strip of meat twisted and shrunk back.
"Huzi, what are you still standing there for?" Lu Fei shouted.
Huzi woke from his shock and hurriedly raised the heated ghost-head blade, thrusting it towards the hole in the back of the flesh-lingzhi.
The fleshy mass split softly to the sides, with the burning blade a mere hair's breadth away from the red heart.
Huzi pressed the blade tip down with all his might.
The Lingyun Temple Master, now completely transformed into a malevolent entity, panicked. The strips of flesh opened their mouths and sprayed out clouds of crimson blood at Lu Fei.
Lu Fei quickly retreated, pulling out a black umbrella from his backpack and immediately opening it.
The blood mist was stopped by the umbrella, condensing into droplets that slid down its surface.
This terrifying commotion woke the young Taoist from his sleep.
"What's that sound?"
"It's so terrifying, is it a ghost or a beast making that sound? It won't come to eat us, will it? Maybe we should hide somewhere else?"
"Senior Brother said we can't go out..."
The two new junior Taoists were huddled in the blankets, shivering.
The frightening howl made their scalps tingle, and they felt uneasy. After much deliberation, they decided to open the door and take a peek.
Trembling with fear, they had just opened a crack in the door when they saw a figure.
Sixth Senior Brother stood outside with a stern face, a blood-stained hammer in his lowered hand.
They were instantly startled and recoiled in fear.
"Senior Brother, we made a mistake, we won't go out..."
Sixth Senior Brother pushed the door open.
The two of them clung to each other in terror.
However, instead of swinging the hammer at them, the other party threw a backpack over.
"Get out! And never come back!"
"What?"
Inside the backpack was some money, and the two were instantly stunned.
"Still not leaving, waiting to die?" Sixth Senior Brother's voice was cold, brimming with a strong murderous intent.
"No, no, we're leaving right away..."
The two grabbed the backpack and fled the meditation room in panic, running all the way out of Lingyun Temple under the watchful eyes of Sixth Senior Brother.
Little Six watched the two figures disappear into the night, a complex expression appearing on his tense face.
Then, he picked up the bloody hammer and walked towards the kitchen, where horrifying noises were coming from.
"Die! Die! Die!"
The abbot of Lingyun Temple, now completely revealing his true form, emitted an indistinct roar from his throat. Strange, fleshy tendrils kept emerging from the split mouth, spraying a mist of blood.
The little black dog kept its distance, fearful of being splashed by the blood mist.
Lu Fei held the black umbrella in front of Hu Zi to shield him.
Weakening this demonic daoist's power was to better attack the flesh spirit fungus.
Hu Zi pressed down with his body, with the tip of the blade just a hair's breadth away from that heart-like mass.
But that last tiny bit could not be pierced, as if some crucial element was still missing.
Just as they were at an impasse with the demonic daoist.
The kitchen window was pushed open.
Outside stood the young disciple Xiao Liu.
The demonic daoist was overjoyed at the sight.
"My good disciple, quickly kill them!"