Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 128: Dead

The monk is still chanting the scriptures, his complexion is unchanged, as if he has been aloof, without noticing anything, or that his spirit has entered another place,

For example,

In this picture. [Full text reading...]

Su Bai smiled. At this time, he laughed. It was a bit heartless, but he knew that the monk wouldn't care. He walked all the way before, Jiacuo and Fatty didn't show his face. Because they don’t mind this kind of thing;

On the one hand, this is the custom made by everyone. The Eight Immortals cross the sea and show their magical powers, relying on their own ability, how much they can eat, as for what happens afterwards, I don’t bother to make superficial efforts to get angry with you;

On the other hand, the main task 2 is now so difficult, there is not much more Su Bai, and a lot less Su Bai, and they all look aside.

Yes, they have looked away, because the more they go in, the more they feel a kind of powerlessness and despair.

In the main hall, Gyatso alone fought a golden armored man and shot him to death, but he couldn't go on;

In the front yard of the thatched house, the fat man seemed to have triggered the sky thunder again and killed the zombies, but this time the backlash was even more terrifying, and he himself was nailed to the rock wall.

In fact, this is already a way of doing everything to your fate.

Gyatso’s legs were pierced by a spear, and his one arm was also abolished. He was already dying. The fat man had to rely on tortoise breathing power to survive. The monk is in this situation now,

It is indeed not far from Tuan Mie;

With the ability of Su Bai alone, if it is against an enemy, there may be a chance to turn around, but this time, it is a very powerless and desperate situation, even now that he is facing Who is the real enemy, and what is the point of everything you did before?

Since going up the mountain, Su Bai has felt very depressed in his heart. This is a feeling that is difficult to describe in words, as if he is taking the initiative to get into the mouth.

The old man in the painting has seen him, and the boy at the feet of the old man is the little guy. Su Bai can be sure of this.

However, when they are in the painting, Su Bai can't always carry a painting out and send this painting to the demon lair. Things will not be so simple, otherwise the monk won't have to "cut meat and feed the eagle" here. .

The monk is still working hard, Su Bai can tell;

He also squatted down by the door, and looked left and right. In the end, his eyes still fell on the monk's back.

The eagles obviously started to eat more and more slowly, even eating a little shaky.

Cutting meat and feeding eagles is an allusion of Buddhism, which reflects a kind of great compassion, but there is also great sin in the great compassion. Feeding the eagle with meat, the Buddha abandons the meat, and brings it with it, and cause and effect.

What the eagle eats is meat, and what it swallows is cause and effect.

Su Bai doesn’t understand Buddhism very well, but he knows one thing. In the monk’s way of dealing with things, he will never do such a thing of purely cutting meat and feeding the eagle map. He is just an audience here. For whom?

Sure enough, it didn't take long. The portrait began to tremble, and the characters in the screen began to become more and more vivid;

After a short while, the old man stretched out his hand from inside and sent it to the monk, turning his palm and back against the monk;

The monk took a look, closed his eyes, and shook his head;

Immediately, the palm of his hand retracted into the portrait. The old man in the portrait, holding the baby in one hand and walking on the crutches in the other, walks among the mountains and rivers, enjoying himself;

If it was before, Su Bai really felt that this old man was a real Taoist person, but what he saw and seen along the way, this old man was by no means as simple as he originally thought.

The monk sighed, shaking his body, and fell to the ground.

Su Bai coughed, reached out and patted the monk’s face,

"Monk, monk?"

The monk opened his eyes slightly, "It's over, it's all over."

"Don't be so pessimistic, everything is negotiable."

The monk shook his head, eyes, ears, nose and mouth began to overflow with blood, and it was golden blood, which was the monk's blood.

"What should I do next?" Su Bai asked.

"Nothing can be done. He is not from Taoism, nor from Buddhism. He is a demon who possesses a magpie's nest." The monk said slowly, "A magpie's nest, but Thinking of the devil who steals Zhengguo."

Magic?

The devil occupied by the magpie nest?

That demon, gave himself a continuous pill?

The monk's breath is still there, but the outflow is more than the intake, and he is obviously in a state of overdraft.

Su Bai stood up and walked to the portrait.

The purpose of myself and the three fat guys before is just this painting.

I saw the painting now, but I don't know how to get the child who was required by the task out. It's really just a layer of paper from the success, but this layer of paper seems to be separated from the sea.

The picture trembled, a ripple appeared, and an old but white hand stretched out and placed it in front of Su Bai:

"You, choose, come into the painting with me?

In the painting, you have eternal life. "

The voice is very old, but Su Bai can be sure that it is the voice of the old man, but at this time the voice of the old man is much lower than when he met in a fishing boat on the river for the first time, and it does not have that kind of gentleness and harmony. Some have a cold texture.

"Don't think about it."

This is the answer given by Su Bai, and the picture scroll has gradually returned to normal;

Su Bai really only refuses, because he doesn’t believe that the existence in the painting can really be bigger than the horror broadcast, and he won’t get any immortality in it. Once the 30-day mission period expires, he will be obliterated. Can the person in the portrait stop?

Just as Su Bai felt that nothing happened, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his heart was about to leave his body.

"Ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

Su Bai knelt on the ground, his face full of pain and cold sweat!

The monk was watching by the side, just as Su Bai had watched the monk cut meat to feed the eagle before.

At the same time, the monk's eyes also showed a touch of compassion. He knew how to use Buddhism to try to open and control this painting. Although it failed, it was actually considered the right way. Su Bai, like this, went straight up. Frozenly refused, no wonder he would endure the pain today.

Su Bai's breathing began to become very rapid, and his hands pressed against his chest, and his heart really began to feel like he was going to drill out. This feeling was extremely involved and painful.

After the fat man was disturbed by Su Bai and woke up, he didn't bother to continue to breathe. He could sense the situation in the thatched house. His lips suddenly clicked:

"That's not right, a completely unsolvable main mission 2, is this the terrorist broadcast deliberately killing us?"

Gyatso leaned against the wall, his lips were already pale, and his breathing was weak, but his brows were still frowning, because he couldn't figure it out. This time Tuan Mie seemed to really have no energy to fight back. In the end, after all the hardships, I encountered an unsolvable situation. Did the horror broadcast deliberately want all the listeners in this story to be killed here?

This...is not in line with the habit of horror broadcasting. At least, he will let one or two people survive. At least, he will give a chance to survive and a breakthrough.

The monk who fell on the ground chanted Amitabha silently in his heart. Seeing Su Bai also kneeling on the ground with a painful expression, doubts also appeared in his heart, the mission of Tuan Annihilation without a chance at all?

It's impossible.

Su Bai gritted his teeth and resisted this pain. Now, he suddenly felt that he arrived early and late, and it seemed that it didn’t make any difference. It didn’t make any difference whether the fat guys thunder thunder in front of them, because in the end, Encountered this painting, a painting whose apparent strength and realm are too many and too much beyond that of myself and others, making this all meaningless.

However, at this moment, a sharp drink came from outside!

…………

A person wearing a Taoist robe walked by him, Gyatso was a little surprised, and there was an audience?

But, immediately, he saw Lin Zhenying.

Is it him?

What is he here for?

Lin Zhenying didn't look at Gyatso, but continued to walk inside.

Fatty looked at Lin Zhenying who was walking step by step, grinning, shit, I said it couldn't be a dead end, and he was still there.

Lin Zhenying pushed aside the thatched hut and walked in. The monk's breathing suddenly became a little quicker.

And him?

Su Bai was a little surprised, and looked at Lin Zhenying who was standing in front of him.

In Lin Zhenying's eyes, this is the only painting.

"In the beginning, you occupied my gate, destroyed my brother, and killed my master. Now, I am here to collect debts!

A few days ago, in the zombie cave, I had poisoned my heart, and my cultivation base was about to fall apart. This also forced me to make up my mind. I can no longer be cowardly, and continue to survive.

I must avenge the teacher’s grudge!

I use myself as a medium to inspire the awe-inspiring righteousness of people who have cultivated the Tao for thousands of years in Fulong Mountain, and end up with you, the demon! "

Su Bai suddenly thought of the memory of the zombie king he saw when he faced the zombie king before. In the memory, Lin Zhenying had a majestic appearance and made him fled in embarrassment in one fell swoop. This is very much like the Lin Zhenying he felt. The difference now seems to be. Lin Zhenying has always had a back hand, not as simple as it seems.

Is him the key to breaking this game?

Gyatso's eyes were opened vigorously, and the fat man clenched his fists slightly. The monk uttered "Amitabha Buddha" with all his last strength. Su Bai pressed his heart and looked at Lin Zhenying.

Lin Zhenying raised the peach wood sword in her hand, for a time, awe-inspiring and thunderous!

At this moment ~IndoMTL.com~In the portrait, the old man stretched out a hand and pointed it here.

Lin Zhenying's figure trembled, a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and then she fell to the ground without a sound;

Gyatso spit out a mouthful of blood,

The fat man opened his mouth and didn’t know how to close it,

The monk's second prayer of Amitabha got stuck in his throat and I didn't know how to vomit it out,

Su Bai knelt on the ground staggered,

Appearing at such a critical moment,

Such a stylish appearance,

Now,

So,

Dead. (To be continued.)

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