Thriller Paradise Chapter 202: Cang Ling on the Sword (17)

"Ha! I knew it!" Feng Bujue heard the words and sternly shouted at the strange face: "Monster! Don't show your true body quickly!" He shouted with great momentum, but his actions were not. Still didn't mean to be close to each other.

The monster was simply, since it couldn't pretend, it gave up this crappy disguise. I saw that sallow face quickly changed, and all the rough and dense wrinkles on the face turned into the texture of tree bark.

In a short while, the head "hiding" behind the tree and the amputated arm became two branches on the trunk. And at the top of the branch that the "arm" turned into, there was still a small bell hanging.

At the same time, above the tree trunk, facing the rainy direction, two long and narrow gaps appeared abruptly. It was like a pair of eyes, suddenly opened, its eyelids were tree bark, and under the tree bark, there were really a pair of huge black pupils.

"Really nosy..." The dull and thick voice came directly from the trunk this time, "If you have the ability, come here..."

Siyu didn't reply, and she didn't have much to say, she just responded with actions.

But seeing the light of the sword of Fengsheng flashed, she waved her arm diagonally, and a sword aura mixed with psychic energy suddenly appeared. I don't know how powerful this trick like rain is, it can tear a hole more than two meters long in the trunk of the tree.

The big tree obviously couldn't move or dodge, and the trunk suffered the blow abruptly. In the cut bark, gargle and blood flowed out.

"Ah!" There was a scream from the trunk, as if the monster was going through great pain.

Feng Bujue had already walked around from the other side to Siyu's side. He knew that as long as he kept a few meters away from the tree, there would be no threat, so he walked around with confidence.

"The defensive ability seems to be very poor..." Feng Bujue muttered: "The attack range seems to be very low, eh..." He turned his head and looked like rain: "Then this guy's damage ability is probably very strong. If you get close to it, you may be killed by a single blow."

"The cooling time of the trick I just now is not long, but it needs some spiritual power." Siyu understands what Feng Bujue means, but her ranged attack methods are indeed limited.

"Well, so... leave it to me." Feng Bujue smiled. His expression at the moment is nothing short of expectation.

Siyu put away the sword after hearing this: "Please."

"You..." The big tree seemed to fall short of Feng Bujue's unkind look, and immediately asked: "What... do you want to..."

"Don't be afraid, just ask you a few questions." Feng Bujue said, putting the folding stool in place, and then knelt on one knee. Take out [Miss's Bad Temper] from the luggage and put it on the stool. Steady aiming at the huge, motionless target a few meters away.

Siyu watched indifferently, the player would say "Don't be afraid" to the monster. She had never seen it before, and she had never imagined such a scenario.

"If I don't want to answer..." the monster still responded with a vicious tone.

DaDa...The gunfire answered its question.

Feng Bujue lightly squeezed the trigger. A few bullets poured out from the muzzle of this submachine gun in an instant. The attribute of his gun is fire, and the special effects say "especially suitable for destroying the flesh". Obviously, whether this big tree is an animal or a plant, it is a monster type that is severely restrained by this weapon.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..." The monster roared wildly. Just a few bullets left some ignition seedlings on his body. If it weren't for the blood from under the bark to extinguish the fire, I'm afraid it would have burned.

"If you don't want to become firewood slag, from now on, I will ask you to answer..." Feng Bujue used practical actions to prevent the other party from rejecting. He immediately asked: "First of all, tell me where you are. Monster. Who is the last name?"

"I don't know." The monster replied.

"Drink! There is a kind!" Feng Bujue immediately prepared to fire again.

"Wait! I'm telling the truth!" The monster explained quickly.

"So...well, it doesn't matter what you call anyway." Feng Bujue raised his head and gave up his aiming posture for the time being: "Then... first tell me about the "no return" you just mentioned. What does Lin' mean?"

The monster thought for a few seconds, then asked in turn: "Will you let me go after you say it?"

DaDaDa...

"Ah! Good! I said! Stop!" The monster was beaten and begged for mercy.

It was silent for a while, as if waiting for the pain to subside. Then he said: "Decades ago, the villagers in the small town below the mountain were so afraid of this woods that they called it no return to the forest. Almost no one dared to come to this woods and come here. ……I can't get out."

"Because there are many monsters like you in the forest?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Yes. But not many." The big tree sneered: "I don't know if I count as a monster. I'm just an old tree in the forest. It's just because of the grievances of'that kid'. It’s too heavy, the entire forest is immersed in it, and under its influence, I will become what I am now..." At this point, the crack in the bark that was chopped by the rain suddenly opened. A splash of blood poured out, and the contents of the tree trunk also appeared in front of Feng Bujue and Rainy.

It turns out that the trunk of this tree is full of dead people. The death of those dead is extremely terrible, and the expressions of panic are frozen on their faces. Every body is incomplete, but it is not rotten, and all the dead Twisted together like twisted braids, blood oozes out without stopping.

"The villagers in Zangling Town are all self-inflicted, and their children and grandchildren will also be punished." As the monster said, he closed the gap again. "You are also villagers who invite ghost hunters. Taoist priest, right?"

Feng Bujue said: "A demon tree in a mountain knows that there are Taoist priests in this world?"

"Many years ago, there have been many Taoist monks, Taoist priests in the mountains, and wizards who specialize in catching ghosts... There are countless people, and it turns out that they are not all in the "child". His life was lost in his hands." The monster replied.

"It said Tibetan bells?" Siyu interjected at this moment.

Feng Bujue was about to ask this, and he said to the monster: "The town under the mountain is clearly called Cangling Town, but why do you say it is'Tibetan Bell Town'?"

"This place has always been called Zangling Town, when will it be called Cangling Town?" the monster replied.

Feng Bujue looked at what looked like rain, and lowered his voice: "Decades ago... something must have happened. The truth of this village's abandonment may have something to do with the person who left three characters at the entrance of the village. "

Siyu also followed Feng Bujue's thoughts for a while, but she couldn't get any conclusions for the time being, she just whispered back: "Ask about the wronged soul."

Feng Bujue raised his head and said to the monster: "The'child' in your mouth was killed by the villagers, right? What's the matter?"

"You have to ask her yourself, I only know that her resentment is so high that she hates the villagers so badly that she died in a wrong way. As for how she died, I really don't know." The monster replied.

"Where is she?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"Tiangling Temple." The monster replied.

"Where is the Tibetan Bell Temple? How to get there?" Feng Bujue said.

"You hold my bell and hold it in front of your eyes. As long as you face the direction of the temple, the bell will ring."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue's gaze moved to the branch of the demon tree with the bell hanging on it: "Is it possible...you throw things over to me."

The monster replied: "I can't do it."

"Well...it turns out to be like..." Feng Bujue said at this point, suddenly interrupted his own words, put on a look of astonishment, pointed to the other side of the tree and said: "Ah! What is that!"

Even Siyu on the side was taken aback. Although she was standing next to Feng Bujue, their vision was basically the same, and she did not see any abnormalities, but Feng Bujue was surprised. Suddenly, her expression and tone were extremely realistic, which made her nervous unconsciously.

The demon tree didn't know what happened to it. Its eyes swiftly moved along the bark and turned to the other side, as if a human being turned his head.

At this moment, Feng Bujue instantly activated the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, violently rushing up, and succeeding in stealing the bell from the thunder, he tore the bell from the branch and returned to a safe distance.

The last hope of the demon tree was also completely shattered at this moment, because when the player approached to take the bell, it was its only opportunity to attack, but it is no longer possible. Feng Bujue used such a naive, low-level deception similar to "Be careful behind you!" and got the quest items in his hands.

[Name: Bell]

[Type: Plot related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: locate the location of Tibetan Bell Temple]

[Can the script be brought out: No]

[Note: There seems to be a kind of induction between this little bell and a certain powerful evil spirit~IndoMTL.com~ Get it done, let’s go. "Feng Bujue said to Siyu. After he succeeded, he immediately dismissed the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, and put away the folding stool and the spear. It seemed that he felt that there was no residual value on the demon tree to squeeze. Up.

"Don't you kill it to end its troubles?" Siyu asked.

"Save my son." Feng Bujue answered as he raised the bell, stretched his arms, and then slowly turned around on his own axis. When he turned to the northwest, the bell suddenly moved by itself. After two times, there was a jingle... jingle...

Feng Bujue turned his head and exchanged glances with Siyu. The two did not say anything, ignoring the monster behind him, and moved in the direction the bell pointed without looking back.

When the two of them walked away, the demon tree said in a deep voice: "Hey...when you are killed by the kid, she will still bring the bell and hang it back on me..." After saying this, All the visions on the trunk disappeared and restored to the appearance of an ordinary big tree. (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.)