Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 23: It’s Su Bai, and Su Bai again!

After eating breakfast, Lao Fang apologized to Gyatso and the monk. First, he drove his pair of children to school. His wife was watching TV at home. She should have been out shopping at this time. Food, but it can’t be said that no one in the family stays at home, after all, there are two installation masters at home. ＊

Gyatso and the monk are in Xiaowen's room, waiting for the Lao Fang to return.

"This is the monitoring in the bathroom." Jiacuo said while mobilizing the monitoring records with his desktop computer, "The yellow spring water was actually photographed."

"Oranges born in Huainan are oranges, and oranges born in Huaibei are oranges. This is basically the reason. Generally speaking, modern video equipment such as real-world surveillance equipment and mobile phone cameras cannot capture the complete metaphysical picture. , At most it is a ghost blur or a fuzzy face that appears in the distance where it is out of focus.

But because this house is a system of its own, it has a strong ability to transform, don’t you see, shouldn’t our corpses still lie on the floor of the living room? It’s just that we can’t see it now. Of course, if It's not difficult for us to see, but we finally got into this room, and we couldn't separate ourselves from the system of this room just to say that we admire our appearance. "

"Yellow spring water, how it looks like the liquid secreted by the human body, you actually have been soaking in it for so long." Gyatso was also a rare humor at this time, or maybe only They can talk to each other like this, one is the Central Plains monk and the other is the Tibetan monk. There must be many differences in the understanding and philosophy of the Buddhist scriptures between the two people, but the two people are more in common.

"There is no smell, at least, the poor monk doesn't notice much." The monk smiled slightly, "At that time, the poor monk had the feeling of a Ksitigarbha."

"That's not bad, Qilu, it seems really a pity, you can become a Buddha after a while, so why waste the years of the green lantern ancient Zen." Gyatso said.

"Pursuing Buddhism focuses on a process and an accumulation. Seeking Buddhism is not about seeking official positions. There is no shortcut to take. The path that seems to be a shortcut is actually the most rugged and tortuous." The monk is serious.

"There is something in the words, seven rules, insinuates that I was enchanted by the Buddha?" Gyatso didn't mind, he closed the monitoring record in the bathroom, and opened the record in Xiaowen's bedroom. Soon, he and Xiaowen appeared The figure, he is constantly taking the bones from under the bed, one by one, one by one, tirelessly.

"You are only forced by the times. At that time, you will die if you don’t. You have a Buddha in your heart, ignore demons, maintain a Buddha heart, and open up a dignified path of Dharma with a demon body. This is your way , It is also your good fortune."

Gyatso smiled and pointed to the display screen and said, "Did you see that bone hand?"

The monk nodded.

"We are now integrated into this house, but how do we find him, how do we communicate with him after we find him, Qilu, tell me about it, do you want to seek profit, or do you want to survive? Turn him, or maybe, just simply curious."

"It's all." The monk looked at the picture of Gyatso desperately pulling the bone hand on the screen.

"Lao Fang should be back soon. It's not far from the school of his children." Jiacuo looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer and said.

"But his family doesn't think so." The monk stood up and got up from the chair in front of the desktop.

Gyatso took a deep breath and stood up too,

The two monks looked at the door of Xiaowen's bedroom together. Outside the door, Xiaowen, Xiaojuan, and Lao Fang's wife stood in turn.

This family of three stared at the monk and Gyatso blankly. Sometimes, for a person’s expression, there is no expression, but it makes people feel more chilling because you can’t see clearly from his face. This information captures the other party’s psychological state to determine his next move, but the unknown is precisely one of the most famous g-spots among the many sources of human fear.

"Amitabha Buddha."

The monk solemnly chanted the Buddha's name,

"The poor monk is here to relieve you from waiting."

The monk did not continue to pretend his identity as an installation master, because at this time, it does not seem to have much meaning. Moreover, what he needs to do and the goal that needs to be achieved at this time is actually the last step left, which is the most difficult One step, he no longer allowed him to continue hiding.

Gyatso stood behind the monk and looked at the monk in front of him with solemn dignity. He did not reveal his demon body, nor did he show his Tibetan Buddhism. Maybe, for the Huyou people, um, here is a Huyou ghost. In terms of skills, the Central Plains monk is more experienced.

"Master, the toilet in my bathroom is blocked." The old wife said to the monk blankly.

"Master, I put my game console too deep under the bed, I can't take it out." Xiaowen said blankly.

"Master, my mirror is crooked." Xiaojuan also said blankly.

"It's all the positions of the front eyes." Gyatso stood behind Qilu, whispering.

Qili nodded, indicating that he knew it too.

Immediately, Qilu began to recite the scriptures silently:

"Nanwu Amitabha Ye Dota Gado Ye;

Dodi Yeta Ami Li Dupo Pi;

…………"

Under the Curse of Death, the expressions of the family of three seem to have been eased to a certain extent. At least from the perspective of their facial expressions, their facial lines are no longer as clear as before, and they are much softer.

"Master, I will help you clear the toilet later." The old wife turned and left after speaking.

"Master, help me take the game console from under the bed later." Xiaowen turned and left after speaking.

"Master, help me fix the mirror later." After Xiaojuan finished speaking, she also turned and left.

"A rebirth curse, which is just to give us such a little time." Gyatso sighed a little, "Qi Lv, do you regret a little bit now, maybe we should have brought one more person in. Yes, for example, that fat man, his mastery and attainments of the formation method are no less than those of those who specialize in the formation strengthening route, but he has not been exposed too deeply."

"It’s hard to do. Su Bai is a very smart person. The two of us stay here together. It is already the limit he could not detect before. Add one more person and it is impossible to prevent him from being aware of it. , And, maybe he would not want to leave this house at that time.

The two of us are inside, and there are two people outside. This will give him a feeling that it is safe to have teammates outside the house. If the people in the house pass the people outside, he will subconsciously feel Being safer in the house will increase his level of memory in this house. In that case, he would not be willing to insist that Lao Fang send him out of the house that morning. "

Gyatso suddenly felt a little funny, and said: "Monk, you are dedicated to the Buddha, and there is nothing else in your heart except yourself and the Buddha. How do you feel that you have another person? Are you so afraid of Su Bai? "

"Once we were bitten by a snake for ten years, we were afraid of grass rope. The success rate of what we are doing is still very high. It just requires a little patience and enough tenacity. This is not an unbreakable game. There is no need to bear the weight of the impossible loss. Perhaps, in the desperate situation, there is Su Bai who can have an unexpected breaking effect, but now it is obviously not a desperate situation. He is here, and the poor monk can’t feel at ease."

"If Su Bai knew that he had left his own psychological shadow in such a high monk, would he feel very proud?"

"Amitabha Buddha, cultivating Buddha is to cultivate a heart that fears all things." After the monk said, he looked around, "Let’s start here, no need to change places."

Gyatso nodded and squatted down on the side of the bed proficiently, and then began to reach in and take out the bones from the bottom of the bed. The monk stood behind Gyatso, chanting Amitabha.

About half an hour later, when the bones piled up in the house became a hill again, Gyatso stopped his movements. He grabbed a bone hand, and then began to wrestle, start zombies, and finally, bone hand He was slowly pulled out from the bottom of the bed~IndoMTL.com~After the bone hand, there were arms, a body, and a black head. It seemed that a person was being pulled out of the bed by Gyatso.

A feeling of anger began to ripple through this room.

"Amitabha, the poor monk knows that you still have your mind."

The monk is very sure about this.

"If you have really become a fool who only expresses emotions but does not know how to communicate, in the past two years, one story after another, you will not be able to survive or survive, even if you are strong, even if you It’s terrifying, but according to the aesthetics of horror broadcasting, a pure beast is definitely not the kind it likes. Moreover, if you lose your mind, how do you understand the main and side missions?"

A sigh came from under the bed,

Gyatso did not continue to pull out, did not completely pull the opponent out, but was deadlocked.

"You, what do you want, what do you want." The voice from under the bed was hoarse and weak. This was a burnt-out person, a tortured person.

Gyatso and the monk looked at each other and can talk.

With all my energy, to this step, what I want is nothing more than the opening of this conversation.

"What we want is..."

The monk's words were not finished yet, suddenly an angry roar came from under the bed,

"The arrogant younger generation, you took the initiative to disturb my life, and now you still want to destroy it, the beauty that you have worked hard to create!"

Gyatso's complexion changed suddenly, his body turned into a demon body, but he still couldn't restrain the terrible pressure. The airflow in Xiaowen's room turned into terrible winds at this time, constantly sweeping through. Down.

The monk looked dignified, opened his hands to block these gang winds, and at the same time a look of anger appeared on his face:

"It's Su Bai, and it must be Su Bai again. What is he doing outside!"