Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 41: The anger of the fat man!

At noon, Xun'er cooked the food. It was not very delicate, but it was considered tasty. The little guy was not picky about eating. Some of them were fine. A meal was considered a good meal. After tidying up, Xun'er would be okay. Leaving, it should be something at home;

When I first listened to the horror radio, Xun'er was also very confused, so she directly applied to terminate the post of military attache at the embassy abroad. Now she should be familiar with the rhythm of the horror radio, and she may have been led by Su Bai’s detective agency. Influence, so I also intend to live a normal life in the real world.

Not long after Xun'er left, Fatty and the others came back, carrying a lot of things on their shoulders.

The monk stood aside, his expression a little gloomy, this made Su Bai aware of this, and he wondered if the monk was a little unhappy about the distribution of the spoils this time, and he had conflicted with Fatty Gyatso and the others?

But if I want to use the monk's city palace and the fat man's sleekness, it shouldn't make the trouble so stiff.

The fat man threw everything on the carpet in the living room, and then said a little bit interestedly: "Damn, Su Bai, you know what, we rummaged in the east, searched in the west, and rummaged the whole house. We just found such a piece of broken copper and rotten iron, and sold all of it. It is estimated that it will be less than 1,500 story points. The four of us cost three to four hundred per one point. This wave of losses has been a loss, and such a lot of effort has been wasted. In the end, I only got these gains. Ask the monk and Gyatso, it’s not fat, I want to hide privately."

Gyatso looked at Su Bai, nodded, signaled that what the fat man said was true, and pointed to these things and said: "Fang Wenhai is a soul cultivator, he can abandon his body, enough to see him He does not rely on foreign objects, which also makes the "property" around him pitiful. He should have spent most of his resources on the promotion of his soul."

In this regard, Su Bai was not particularly disappointed.

"But, actually, that house is the biggest treasure." The fat man licked his lips. "That house should not have been built by Fang Wenhai alone. When I explored the house, I found many differences. The details of it should have been built by a lot of audiences. Now Fang Wenhai is GG. That house is nothing. I decided that I would not return to Chengdu and settle down in that house.

The Lao Fang family has been superseded by me, and there are no ghosts anymore, it is suitable for human living. "

Su Bai smiled, "You can live if you are happy. I have children here, so I won't live there anymore."

After all, that house is a geographical location with yin veins running through, and the little guy is a kind of soul boy. Su Bai knew that if he took the little guy to live in that house, he would most likely see ghosts when he woke up at night. Walk past the house.

"I will stay too." Gyatso also said at this time.

It seems that Fatty is planning to be a neighbor with Gyatso, no, to be precise, he is living together.

The monk pursed his lips at this time, and saw that the rest of the people were silent before he spoke: "The poor monk must leave immediately and go back to Xi'an."

"Monk, something?" the fat man asked.

The monk nodded, "The monastery where the poor monk became a monk has disappeared now."

This passage may be difficult for ordinary people to fully understand, but everyone present immediately understood the deep meaning. The temple disappeared. It is likely that something happened and it was broadcasted by terror. edited.

"There is the second home of the poor monk. The poor monk must go back and have a look." The monk said sincerely, "Something must have happened over there."

The monk took out his mobile phone, "The poor monk first found that several WeChat groups in that monastery disappeared, and then tried to contact those brothers and sisters who were still in the monastery, but none of them could be contacted. The monk contacted several colleagues who had already returned to the vulgar business when doing business outside, and the answer was that they did not know what Xuanyun Temple was."

These clues have basically confirmed that the Xuanyun Temple described by the monk has "disappeared."

Actually, what the monk said in person is what it means, everyone knows in their hearts that none of the people present are fools, on the contrary, they are all human beings. The monk does not mean something is wrong in my hometown. Son, who of you will accompany me to see what happened?

As a result, the fat man made a haha. He didn’t answer. Gyatso stood blankly on the spot, exactly the same as before. Su Bai still sat motionless, but Su Bai was indeed the calmest one, because He can't move even if he wants to. He has to wait for the next story world to come to freely move.

A smile appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth, "Su Bai, do you have food at home?"

"Yes." Su Bai remembers that when Xun'er came today, he bought a lot of vegetables and put them in the refrigerator.

"The poor monk will make a vegetarian meal for everyone." The monk went to the kitchen after speaking.

The fat man smiled and winked at Su Bai and Gyatso next to him. The meaning is very simple. Look, the monk will also encounter embarrassment.

The Monk City Mansion is very deep. This is something that everyone present knows in their hearts. From Su Bai's perspective, even if his body is not injured and his physical condition is fine, he is probably not willing to go back to Xi'an with the monk.

This may be the difference between Su Bai and the monk. Su Bai made a WeChat call. Fatty Gyatso and the monk came, because they knew that Su Bai would not bury them in this kind of thing. Since Su Bai Those who call, at least Su Bai will not make any more stigmatizing trips. This may be called Su Dashao’s personality charm, because the image of Su Bai’s mental illness makes people feel headaches about his occasional abnormal behavior. , But really don't need to worry about Su Bai suddenly stabbing you under the premise of the formation of the contract.

But the monk is different. The monk is a guy who has been damaged to the bottom of his bones. If he can pit him, he will pit him. If he can calculate it, he can do it. Team up with him to do something. It’s too tired, really tired. Beware. Not to mention the dangers outside, you have to guard against the inside.

Su Bai turned on the computer and began to search for some news, "Is the monk talking about Xuanyun Temple before? I remember it was quite famous. I went to that place when I was traveling in Xi'an. It is much more interesting than the Big Wild Goose Pagoda." Immediately afterwards, Su Bai shook his head, "Sure enough, there is no news on the Internet."

The fat man walked over and sat down at Su Bai’s desk, "Let’s not mention anything about the temple. Let the monk go back and pick up this matter by myself. I will go and buy some things with Gyatso tomorrow. For daily necessities, I borrow your car to use it, anyway you can’t drive it now."

Su Bai threw the key of his Poussin's car to the fat man directly from the drawer.

The fat man said with some regret: "Damn, if you don't get mad about those messy things, what I have borrowed now should be a good sports car, tusk tusk."

Gyatso also came over at this time and looked at the screen.

Immediately, Gyatso took out his mobile phone and looked at it again, saying, "The things in Xi'an should not be easy. I had visited several ancient temples in Xi'an from Xichuan, and I also made friends with two local listeners in Xi'an. I added WeChat, but I just sent them a message and they haven’t responded to me up to now."

"It is possible that someone is knocking on the big back, and there is no time to return to you." The fat man said.

Gyatso frowned, "Knock the big back? What do you mean?"

"It's the big health care." The fat man had an expression you understand.

Gyatso shook his head, "Impossible. Of these two people, one will post a Buddhist prayer in the circle of friends every day, and the other will post a photo of her own daughter every day in order to record the moments of her daughter’s growth. I’ve been accustomed to it for several years, but since the day before yesterday, they haven’t updated their circle of friends for several days in a row. Contact Qilu and talk about his monastic temple Xuanyun Temple is gone, it should be this time The turbulence of China is related, and the relationship is still deep."

Su Bai suddenly remembered something. He searched for a phone number saved in his mobile phone. This number was actually a website, a forum website. At the beginning, his information was leaked for unknown reasons. I said about this forum.

After logging on to this forum, Su Bai discovered that this forum actually has detailed areas. Each province in China, including Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan, has its own exclusive section, and Su Bai Xi’an opened Shaanxi Province.

The posts here are not updated very diligently, because if the audience is okay, they won’t be bored to come here to upgrade the posts, but the posts in this section of Shaanxi are very active today, looking at the first fifty posts. They were all released today.

The first one is "Damn, what happened to the audience in Shaanxi? Are they almost dead? Are there any living audience in Shaanxi?"

Most of the following messages are similar messages, which should not have been posted by local audiences in Shaanxi, but have been slaughtered by audiences from other provinces.

"The matter looks really serious. I haven't seen any local listeners in Shaanxi come and post to explain." Su Bai lighted a cigarette and said.

"Something big happened over there. It seems that the decline of the local audience in Shaanxi is not an isolated phenomenon. I guess it will spread to other audiences outside of Shaanxi Province~IndoMTL.com~That It’s a big deal.” The fat man took an apple and ate while walking over, “If you want me to say, don’t go back to the monk himself, it’s too dangerous. Obviously, this matter is so serious that it’s not what we are supposed to do. Participating, there is no benefit to see, who stupidly ran over at this time."

The monk wearing an apron walked out at this time and glanced at the fat man, who turned his head, when he said nothing.

The monk put a string of Buddhist beads on the ground, and then put a robes on the ground. Then, the monk looked at Su Bai. He knew that Su Bai was unable to move, so he put down two of them, very serious. Road:

"Xuanyun Temple is the home of the poor monk, and the root of the poor monk. No matter what, the poor monk has to go back and have a look, robes, this is Gyatso for you, Buddha beads, this is for your fat man, as long as You accompany the poor monk back to Xi'an and help the poor monk find Xuanyun Temple. In addition, the poor monk promised that if you encounter real danger, you can leave first by yourself."

Gyatso was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the monk's heart to be so determined.

The fat man spit out the apple in his mouth, and said angrily: "Fuck, monk, what do you think of me, Zhang Bayi? Am I the kind of person who sees a friend's house and sits idly by?" /

What do you mean by taking these things out?

Do you look down on me, Zhang Bayi?

You don't give anything, Zhang Bayi still won't go home with you to see the situation?

I sue you monk, you look down upon you. "

While speaking righteously, the fat man walked over and immediately grabbed the Buddha beads in his hands.

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