Thriller Paradise Chapter 206: Cang Ling on the Sword (21)

After obtaining the quest items, Feng Bujue had to lift the small bell flat every three minutes on average and reconfirm the direction. He led Siyu away for nearly half an hour, but still did not find any Tibetan bell temple.

This mountain forest seems endless, the terrain is weird and complicated. The temperature around the two of them keeps dropping, judging by their physical sense, it should have been below ten degrees. Feng Bujue's clothing has a good ability to keep out the cold, but on the rainy side, the hiking pants on the lower body are trousers, but her upper body is just a sleeveless cotton vest. In this environment, one would naturally feel cold, and his physical energy consumption would be more than Feng Bujue's.

"Unfortunately, I can't take off my jacket and give it to you." Feng Bujue walked for a while, then stopped and went to fetch the bell. He raised the item while saying, "It's my shirt and suit vest. It’s better than your sleeveless clothes."

"Purple doesn't suit me anyway." Rainy replied faintly.

"So..." Feng Bujue continued, "But I still recommend that you change into a set of clothes suitable for the spring and autumn seasons. In extremely low or extremely high temperature environments, you can make do with it." He was stable. Holding her arm, holding the bell flat, she started to spin slowly: "Sigh, the assassin outfit is good, but the sad soul outfit is a bit too thick. It is estimated that when the temperature is close to 30 degrees, she will have to endure additional physical exertion. ."

"Wait until the script is over." Saiyu said; "Previously, I only considered whether the clothes will affect the fighting action, so I just picked a more advanced costume when I browsed the mall. Now it seems too sloppy. She thoughtfully: "If you buy again, you have to choose carefully. It is necessary to adapt to various environmental temperatures. It is best to have a certain storage function and a camouflage effect..." She said, He found that Feng Bujue was facing his four eyes with a weird look.

"What's wrong?" Siyu asked. She didn't avoid Feng Bujue's gaze, and still responded with her usual cold eyes.

"I noticed one thing." Feng Bujue had put away the bell at this time, and made a gesture to indicate that Xiyu would follow him, and then proceeded, "Only you and me In time, your words will become more..."

"Doesn't I think I'm long-winded?" Xiyu asked as he walked.

"That's not..." Feng Bujue said: "Psychologically, there are many explanations for this situation. It may be that you are covering up some kind of anxiety. It may also be because you are relatively low on my defense... …Be careful of your feet." He reminded as he stepped across a crack in the rock. "For example, if there is a person who is not very acquainted with you just now, maybe you will not say it, but will talk in your heart. Because there is a sense of trust between us, so you are Will share your thoughts with me while thinking."

"We two don't know each other very well, right." Siyu replied, which is not bad. In real time, they know each other for less than a week.

"It should be said that I am not familiar with you." Feng Bujue said: "And you have read my book, so you will feel that you have a certain degree of understanding of me..."

"That's true." Saiyu said, "But you are very different from the "Bujue" I imagined."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue smiled: "Which way? Let me guess... Give you a huge psychological gap in appearance?"

"No. In terms of appearance, it was higher than I expected. I thought you would have an unusually bitter face." Siyu replied.

"What kind of logic is this...coming from the heart?"

"Yes." Siyu did not deny: "But after seeing me, I realized that my judgment of your character was ridiculously wrong."

"Oh? Then the detective novelist in your imagination doesn't realize, what kind of person should he be?" Feng Bujue asked.

"First of all, the level of narcissism is probably only one-tenth of yours."

"Um...this is indeed a problem, but unfortunately I don't think it can be corrected."

"Secondly, he should be a rational person close to being cold."

"Am I not this kind of person?"

"You can be very rational, but also have a cold side." Xiyu hesitated: "But more often...it's hard to say."

"Oh...what else is very different from what you imagined?"

"Do you treat this as some kind of reader meeting?"

"Haha... Am I like someone who would participate in that kind of activity?"

"I don't want to continue this kind of conversation. You have similar problems. When we are really mature, I will tell you." Saiyu said.

"How long does that take?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I don't know, maybe a few weeks. Maybe a few months." Siyu replied: "Maybe I will never become an acquaintance."

"I will never become an acquaintance? Is that possible?" Feng Bujue asked in confusion.

"Yes, after this time of contact, I found that you have more and more personality traits that I hate. If this situation continues, when those traits accumulate to a certain amount, I think... It will be a good choice for you and me to leave each other’s social circles."

There are really not many people in this world who will speak these words directly in front of the other party seriously. And Siyu is such a person. From this we can see that her personality is absolutely abnormal... In fact, she does have very serious social problems in real life.

Ninety-nine percent of people in this world who hear other people say such things directly in front of themselves will feel uncomfortable, and 80% of them will be annoyed and say: How old are you?

Feng Bujue, who lives up to the name of a weird man, replied happily with his eyes shining, "Wow! You are so sensible! If everyone is like you, my life will be Isn’t it beautiful? How many meaningless social activities can be saved in my life."

Dingling...dingling...

The sudden sound of bells interrupted their small talk.

Feng Bujue never put the task item in the carrying bag. When not in use, he just put it in the inner pocket of his jacket. This little bell will not ring unless it is shaken deliberately, even if it makes a few small jumps while walking. But at this time, the bell rang on its own.

"Hmm...I finally found it..." Feng Bujue immediately took the bell out of his pocket and held it in his hand. The bell seemed to be alive, trembling constantly, if Feng Bujue didn't hold it tightly . This object almost jumped out of his palm.

Suddenly, a deep chill came, and the temperature dropped to freezing point. At the same time, the surrounding scenery also changed suddenly. The trees, grass and rocks around the two of them began to appear and disappear suddenly. Some trees suddenly became small saplings, some disappeared directly, and the grass and stones changed their positions and shapes strangely. .

This scene. Describe the image. It is as if you are watching a silent film era. Suddenly, two sets of shots that have been edited together appear repeatedly. Although these two sets of shots take pictures from the same place, the shooting time is different.

Feng Bujue and Siyu are no strangers to this situation, and they both know that without communicating, this is a ghost.

In these days, ghosts without space and illusion ability are all embarrassed to call themselves fierce ghosts.

"Woo...oooo..." A girl cried.

Feng Bujue and Siyu immediately turned around after hearing the sound. Anyone who sees the sight in front of them will sink in their hearts.

There was a thick wooden stake pierced in the soil. Firewood was piled around the stake. A little girl about ten years old was tied to the stake, and her tiny body was tied in a circle. A thick and heavy iron chain.

"Uuu...please...let me go...uuu...I feel so painful...I want my mother..." The little girl was crying, and repeated the pleading words.

"Kill her!" "Burn this evildoer to death!" "It's all to blame for this calamity, Lord Dragon is not raining anymore!" "My dad has tuberculosis, and it's all caused by this little animal!" "Scourge!" All the crops in my family are dead!" "Burn her to death!" "My baby was born with lame legs! It's your evildoer!"

There were a lot of curses in my ears immediately. There are men, women, and children, but they only hear their voices, but not see them. It can be heard from the content of the words. Undoubtedly, this group of speakers **** the little girl. As for the identities of these people, based on the information provided by the tree monster earlier, it can be basically determined that they are the villagers of Cangling Town in the past.

"Ouuu...Ling'er is not harmful...uuu...please...I want a mother..." The little girl was still crying, but the cursing around him did not stop. Obviously, this person only cares. To vent their emotions, they won't listen to any excuses at all.

Until a torch is thrown at the pyre. The raging flame stopped these sounds, and replaced them with the heart-piercing cry of a little girl.

Until the last moment, the little girl was still begging and crying, but soon... after a violent cough, she couldn't make any more noises.

"Dead fragments reappear."

"Dead fragments reappear?"

Feng Bujue and Siyu were almost at the same second, turning their heads to look at each other and saying the same thing in unison, except that one used a declarative tone, and the other was somewhat uncertain.

They thought this gloomy performance would end soon, but they didn't expect it had just begun.

The scenery in front of them changed again, and the burning flames suddenly rushed up high, forming a wall of fire. After dissipating, a small temple appeared in front of the two of them.

The gate of the temple is closed at the moment. From the outside, the building covers an area of ​​about two hundred square meters. It is estimated that there is only one temple dedicated to Buddha statues, and it will not be divided into many rooms. A plaque is hung in front of the door of the small temple-Tibetan Bell Temple.

A lot of conversations came from the ears of the two players, but this time it was no longer a loud curse, it sounded more like a whisper after lowering the voice.

"You said that this enchanting evildoer is dead, how come there are more and more disasters in the village..."

"Yes... I heard that someone went up to the mountain to collect firewood yesterday but didn't come back..."

"This is the fifth one, right."

"Who said that's not that, and also, the old head of the hunter and his wife died at home last night together, the blood in the room..."

"I'm afraid...that enchanting ghost is here to seek revenge, right?"

"But that day, everyone buried the remaining ashes under the Tibetan Bell Temple. There is a temple in town. What evil spirits can do?"

"What's the use of that small temple? I think that enchanting mana is so powerful that you have to...have to ask a high monk to do it, otherwise no one in our village can escape..."

These voices are floating and floating, and they don't know where they come from. Anyway, Feng Bujue and Siyu can hear every sentence very clearly.

When this passage was over, many people walked out behind them. Some of those people were monks in robes, some were Taoists in Taoist robes, and some looked like desolate figures. They either hold Buddha beads, wooden fish, or carry whisks and swords, and some carry a basket of weird outfits. A circle of mahogany swords is inserted in the back, making it like singing.

However, this group of people all have one characteristic in common, that is, their faces are inhumane, their faces are dead, and the pale faces are full of smiles.

They all appeared from behind Feng Bujue and Siyu, and then staggered towards the gate of "Cangling Temple", not long. He brushed past the two players. When passing by two people. Each of these people would turn their heads and take a look, as if they knew something existed here. This kind of situation is really rare in the replay of the dead segment.

At this moment, Siyu is already canonized in hand, assuming a posture of alert. She was obviously a little nervous, and even the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. Before she knew it, she had been infected by the horrible atmosphere around her, and it was normal to have this kind of reaction.

However, a steady hand. Gently pressed on Rainy's hand, Feng Bujue turned his head, with no role on his face, calm as usual: "Take a deep breath, slow down your heartbeat, open the menu to check the shock value, and get rid of the thoughts in your mind. The picture." His instructions are simple and everyone understands, but not everyone can immediately think of doing it when they are afraid.

After hearing the words like rain. His emotions quickly calmed down, and his shock value dropped from a height of 70%.

"What a reliable man..." This was not what Xiyu said, but Feng Bujue said it himself. After he finished speaking, he smiled: "You must be thinking so in your heart at this moment?"

"A little bit." Saiyu replied, but her eyes immediately showed a sense of contempt.

"Does that mean that we are a little closer to the ‘acquaintance’?"

"Before you say that sentence yourself, maybe it is..." Saiyu replied: "Now...has become'The critical moment seems to be very reliable, but being smart is annoying 'Feeling."

"Okay..." Feng Bujue shrugged, as if he didn't really care.

While the two talked, those figures had already "pierced" into the gate of the Tibetan Bell Temple. This scene obviously hinted at the guys who did it. No matter how different the religions, the tools used, and the methods used to make them... In the end, they all reached the same goal by different paths and were killed by this ghost.

This fragment of death reappears, and it ends here.

The surrounding environment has been restored to its original appearance, and the player no longer has the discomfort of watching a dropped frame movie when watching things. It's just that the temperature hasn't risen, it's still close to zero, and white breath can be exhaled in both people.

The Tibetan Bell Temple in front of me did not disappear with the other illusions, but became a real thing. The bell in Feng Bujue's hand also stopped active and no longer made a sound.

"If you can't stand the cold..." Feng Bujue didn't finish the sentence.

Siyu interrupted directly: "I want to be beautiful."

"How do you know what I want to say?" Feng Bujue continued: "Perhaps I wanted to ask you...Um...Should I make a fire?"

Siyu turned his head and glanced at him: "Do you think this evasive excuse can increase my affection for you?"

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to show some hope, but Xiyu continued to respond to him with that killer look.

Two seconds later, Feng Bujue turned his head, as if nothing had happened: "OK, I finally found the key point to promote the plot. I'll go in first." He walked, "Although it is daytime, according to I observe, this ghost is not affected by any time, we should be careful."

Siyu sighed lightly, without saying anything, and followed him towards the temple gate.

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"Hey hey hey...this setting is too cunning? It's a waste of bullets." Xiao Tan looked at the giant crocodile monster's body and said: "If you listen to me, just run away, it won't be the same when you get here. ......Oh!"

Sai Ling knocked on Xiao sigh's head, and said: "After the horse is gone."

A few minutes ago, when the monster got stuck, it was much easier to kill. Although the monster continued to grow its mouth and sway its head fiercely, it couldn't be a moving thing. Players were shooting at a fixed point. There was no need to shoot while walking. It was not difficult to win.

The two killed the giant crocodile, and they consumed a lot of physical energy, and they spent a lot of extra ammunition on the way of retreating. The monsters in the thriller paradise will not explode and the equipment will not be exploded. . It can be said that since they fell to the present, they haven't reaped the slightest benefit, but they have lost a lot. These are undoubtedly factors that affect morale.

However, Bei Ling has always been a person who refuses to admit defeat, and Xiao Tan is more easy-going and doesn't care about gains and losses. Therefore, their mentality and emotions are not affected by this combination.

"If you die in this position, you will definitely not be able to push it." Sad Ling looked at the stuck corpse of the giant crocodile and said: "I can only crawl over its back~IndoMTL.com~This is in the tunnel. For a while, the monster’s body has been blocked in the horizontal direction, but the giant crocodile’s body is flat, and there is a certain gap between its back and the top of the tunnel, which should allow the player to get through.

"Then you climb first." Xiao Tan said.

"Why did I first?"

"In case you get stuck there...or there...I can push behind...Ah! Ah! Good! I was wrong! I'll go first!"

Sighing begging for mercy, she ran towards the giant crocodile's body while holding her head. Although the crocodile skin looked slippery, the monster's back was covered with a lot of shrapnel, and Xiao Tan felt quite responsive when he climbed over it.

When he crawled over, he turned around and shouted: "It's okay, you... uh... should be fine."

"I will strangle you when I come here." From the side of the sad soul, there was such a response. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)