The Blood Lotus Seed, the Hongmeng Demon Monk
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the little monk shook his head slightly.
"I have never met you before, Benefactor."
"Then why did you greet me?" Xu Zimo asked.
There were clearly so many people here.
The little monk had obviously come with a purpose.
The little monk smiled and explained, "Please do not misunderstand, Benefactor.
"This humble monk has cultivated in the Hongmeng Demon Gate since childhood.
"Thanks to the patriarch opening my Dharma Eye,
"I can see gods and Buddhas above, ghosts and demons below."
"Yet in Qi City today, only Benefactor is a mass of fog. Though this little monk cannot see through you,
"I still know that Benefactor is no ordinary person.
"So I came to make myself known."
"You little monk are quite honest," Xu Zimo said with a light laugh.
"My grandmaster taught that if one wishes others to open their hearts, one must first open one's own," the little monk replied.
"You've learned your lofty principles well," Xu Zimo replied.
"Does the Hongmeng Demon Gate take in monks too?
"It isn't some Buddhist temple."
"If this little monk has seen through the mortal world, then he may be a novice monk anywhere.
"There is no distinction between a demon gate and a temple."
The young monk performed a Buddhist salute and smiled. "If there must be a difference,
"Benefactor may call this little monk a Demon Monk."
As his words fell, Demonic Qi surged around the young monk.
At some unknown point, a string of demonic beads had appeared around his neck.
Every bead was refined from a skull.
They gave off an exceedingly sinister feeling.
The young monk's eyes had also become deep and pitch-black.
Xu Zimo smiled.
"You came to find me because you have