C81 Monk Chanting Scriptures for His Ass

They were like a group of hungry ghosts that were drunk, gathering in groups of twos and threes. As they approached the crowd, their faces and bodies gradually changed, revealing their sharp fangs. It seemed like they were going to play the role of vampires.

The crowd was restless and panicked. I loudly shouted, "Don't panic. We'll slowly withdraw. It's time now!"

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