I'm a Medical Student, and You Want Me to Be a Corpse Collector?
Chapter 1110

Three monks, not nearly enough

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I was still a little surprised after hearing what Master said.

To think the Twin Peaks Pagoda Cemetery had such a special feng shui arrangement within it.

Besides being a cemetery, it also contained a "Yin-Suppressing Pass," a layout that protected Mountain City's feng shui. That really was unexpected.

But feng shui was feng shui. We had come here today to find that so-called Grand Master Wufa.

I looked at the two burial pagodas on either side and the deserted surroundings.

Then I asked Master:

"Master, we're at the cemetery now. How do we find this evil monk?"

At my question, Master gave a cold smile.

"No need to look. He's already here."

With that, Master looked in one direction.

I followed his gaze and saw a bald young monk suddenly emerge from the other side of a burial pagoda, dressed in plain monastic robes with prayer beads around his neck.

The monk looked about twenty, with a fair, clean-cut face.

As soon as he appeared, he called out to us:

"Namo Amitabha. Benefactors, the cemetery is closed. If you wish to pay respects to the departed, please come back tomorrow."

Seeing this young monk, Master asked Tong Shasha directly:

"Is that him?"

Tong Shasha shook her head at once.

"No, he's one of his disciples. He's vicious. He loves bullying newly arrived female ghosts, abusing them every time."

"Oh? That evil monk has disciples too?"

Tong Shasha nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, three!"

Master was a little speechless. Tong Shasha really only answered what she was asked; she hadn't explained everything before we came.

But it didn't matter. Since they were the evil monk's disciples, we could take them all down together.

Master showed no intention of making a move. He clearly thought nothing of this young monk.

Holding his cigarette,

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