senior brother yuanhe, I just wanted to see you ...
He tried his best to calm down and tried to get up.
However, there was no strength in his body at all. He didn't know if it was because the ground was damp or because his palms were sweating too much, but the ground was surprisingly slippery.
"What are you looking at?"
The fat monk asked him again. His voice was cold, as if there was no emotion.
"I ... I saw that you didn't eat dinner ... I want to know if you're alright ..."
"I'm very well." He replied, his voice suddenly becoming ethereal.
In the darkness, it was as if no one could catch where the voice came from.
For the young monk, he felt that the familiar meditation room had become strange and terrifying. He wanted to escape immediately.
There seemed to be a pair of invisible eyes hidden in all directions, watching him curiously and evilly. It was as if he was in hell.
"I've never felt so good ..."
