Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 419: Chapter 284 Miao People’s Human Gu and Shang Xie Arrive_2 Chapter 419: Chapter 284 Miao People’s Human Gu and Shang Xie Arrive_2 “Little Monk, I don’t strike those who withdraw from the world, so go back to where you came from!” the Futu Demoness rebuked sharply.

Little Monk Bu Jie heard this, looked at the several people lying on the side, then glanced at Gu Changsheng and slowly shook his head, “Benefactor Changsheng, why must it come to fish dying and the net splitting?”

Gu Changsheng was startled at this remark, his hand tensing at his waist.

Nobody knew that she was a person who liked to hold one card back!

And nobody knew, she had wrapped a ring of bullet-sized explosives around her waist!

She had made them herself, just in case one day she was trapped, she could still make a last stand!

Indeed, she knew she could not defeat the Futu Demoness, nor did she dare to think about it!

What she wanted was to drag the Futu Demoness down to hell with her!

If the Futu Demoness did not die, her own life, Gu Changsheng, and Borjigin Nian who was cursed with a gu, would also not escape death!

If the Futu Demoness died with her, at least Borjigin Nian’s gu poison would be harmless, and he could still live!

“Shang Xie! This is not a place for you, leave!” Gu Changsheng had no time nor the patience to explain so much to Little Monk Bu Jie and urgently drove him away with a cold and resolute voice.

Facing Gu Changsheng’s stern scolding, Little Monk Bu Jie shook his head again, turned to look at the Futu Demoness, his face still kind and compassionate as ever, he spoke unhurriedly, “Benefactor, you have killed too many, you surely will not meet a good end. Seeing that you haven’t yet committed murder in the Gu Residence, this monk advises you to leave the antidote and leave as soon as possible!”

The Futu Demoness looked at the kindly and compassionate monk before her, as if Buddha himself had descended, and her brow furrowed slightly, “You’re a Shang? A descendant of the Secret Sect Shang Clan?”

Though she asked this outwardly, the Futu Demoness was certain in her mind.

“I never thought that there were still people alive from the Secret Sect Shang Clan; I thought that after the disaster that wiped out your clan over ten years ago, there were no descendants left!” the Futu Demoness remarked gleefully, her face a crisscross of scars distorting into a sinister delight.

“Benefactor, put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha at once. I hope you can turn back from the brink!” Little Monk Bu Jie chanted a Buddhist verse and spoke slowly.

Gu Changsheng watched the two talk as if no one else was present, her hand resting on her waist, just as it had been all along.

“I’ve already said it, spilled water cannot be collected! I have said that I would take Gu Changsheng’s life, to leave no living soul in this mansion, and I will not leave indifferently!” the Futu Demoness snorted coldly, then faced Little Monk Bu Jie again, “Considering you’re the last descendant of the Shang line and an outsider, I will not stoop to your level. Get out! Otherwise, I will kill you too!”

“Why cling to such stubbornness, Benefactor? Benefactor Changsheng faces only a blood disaster today, with no threat to her life; you cannot kill her!” Little Monk Bu Jie sighed with a sense of helplessness.

“Shang Xie!” Gu Changsheng rebuked sharply.

Dammit, everyone by her side was injured, Tan Nv’s life hung in the balance, Borjigin Nian was cursed with a gu, and Kun Nu, Si Xi, Ning Er were all wounded. She was risking her life, yet this monk came out saying she faced only a blood disaster, with no concern for her life!

What did that mean? Was he causing trouble?

She had long known about the martial arts of the Yue Xilou Music and Dance Academy; once in seclusion, unless completed, it was no different from being incapacitated. Whom exactly was Little Monk Bu Jie counting on to rescue them?

Zhou Mu?

Prince Mu’s Mansion was not close to the Gu Residence; even if he received the news and rushed over, it would likely already be too late.

Moreover, she didn’t believe that Huo Shuixian, having been sent to kill her, wouldn’t find a way to engage Zhou Mu!

Little Monk Bu Jie didn’t even glance at Gu Changsheng; he kept his gaze fixed on the Futu Demoness, his large eyes calm and profound as though they had seen the sorrows and joys of the world, “Benefactor, leave the antidote and go. Continue to hide your name and withdraw from the Itinerant World, and you can still escape fully. Otherwise, I fear today you will have to pay for your murders and lose your life here!”

“Shang Xie, you are that male infant from eleven years ago who brought about the Image of the Phoenix Rite! Member of the Secret Sect Shang Clan, huh? You really think I’m afraid of you!” the Futu Demoness coldly rebuked as she spoke, “You want me to lose my life here? Shang Xie, are you planning to step in and help her?”

Little Monk Bu Jie heard this and barely nodded, “I promised Benefactor Zhou to protect Benefactor Changsheng from harm for ten years, Benefactor, it’s better for you to leave as soon as possible.”

Gu Changsheng was taken aback when she heard this, ten years? She had never asked what Zhou Mu had written in the letter he sent her, and Little Monk Bu Jie, who had followed her, had always been like a semi-transparent presence, like a house monk, only seen during meals and seldom otherwise.

So it turned out there was a ten-year agreement with Zhou Mu?

“Shang Xie, stop this nonsense! Her martial arts skills are unfathomable, and she is an expert in using gu; you are not in charge here, now get out of here!” Gu Changsheng rushed to Little Monk Bu Jie’s side and raised her hand to reach for the nape of his neck.

But to her surprise, as her hand approached Little Monk Bu Jie, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, stopping three inches away from his robe, unable to move any closer.

Gu Changsheng was immediately dumbfounded.

Damn it, what was this? Golden Bell Shield or Iron Shirt? Could this still block someone from a distance?

“Shang Xie?”

Gu Changsheng called out in bewilderment.

Little Monk Bu Jie still did not look at her, his gaze fixed on the Futu Demoness as he spoke again, “Benefactor, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore. Are you choosing to seek your own death?”

The Futu Demoness, tired of being repeatedly questioned, was burning with anger, “I really want to see for myself what extraordinary skills the Secret Sect Shang Clan possesses!”

As she spoke, the Futu Demoness’s figure dashed towards Little Monk Bu Jie like lightning.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng quickly stepped in to intercept, shouting, “Shang Xie, step back now!”

“Amitabha!” Little Monk Bu Jie remained unmoved like a pine, chanted a Buddhist verse, and looked at Gu Changsheng entangled with the Futu Demoness, his voice filled with compassion for all beings, “I can restrain her, but only for a moment. Benefactor Changsheng, are you ready?”