Completely surrounded by hundreds of monsters, the Monk and Daoist both wore expressions of terror. A pungent stench filled the entire space.
"What are these? Reanimated corpses?" the Monk asked in surprise, having never seen such creatures before.
Hearing this, the Daoist beside him suddenly had an idea. He looked at the Monk and said, "Monk, aren't you skilled in liberating souls? Maybe they're just waiting for you to send them on their way."
"Piss off," the Monk snapped before the Daoist had even finished speaking. 'Liberate them? Liberate my ass! These things don't look like they need any liberating.'
"Even if I were willing to liberate these monsters, I doubt even the Buddha would accept them," the Monk said. "Why don't you see if your Celestial Venerable is willing to take them in?"
While the two were bickering, the hundreds of monsters that had been slumbering in the Main Hall finished waking up, tightening their circle around the Monk and Daoist.
