Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 457 "The Long Night" New Secret Realm

Zhao Yi expressed his attitude, but it was this attitude that frightened Xu Shengzhi.

He came to Zhao Yi, helped Zhao Yi with his shoulder, and comforted him with a flattering smile:

"Master...Master, please listen to me."

"This man can't be killed!"

Zhao Yi slightly side-glanced:

"Oh?"

"Can't be killed?"

"Tell me about it."

Xu Shengzhi smiled bitterly:

"With the Master's thinking, how could you not think that killing this person would cause a lot of trouble?"

Zhao Yi asked back:

"Isn't it a lot of trouble now?"

Xu Shengzhi was stunned.

"But..."

Zhao Yi smiled and patted Xu Shengzhi on the shoulder, and asked:

"Then I'll ask you a question, you have to answer me well..."

Xu Shengzhi's eyes turned:

"You say."

Zhao Yi took out a cigarette and lit it, and his smile behind the drifting smoke seemed a little ethereal and weird:

"You die or he dies?"

Bang!

Xu Shengzhi suddenly knelt on the ground and cried:

"Master... Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill the hell out of you!"

"What the hell are the four clans of the imperial capital? Just kill them!"

Zhao Yi's smile became more intense.

"Remember what you said today."

Xu Shengzhi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

After he left, Zhao Yi finished the hot tea in the cup and came to the strange temple in the suburban mountain alone.

Before, he was busy with trivial matters and had never dealt with this place. Now he finally had the chance.

The dense forest bared its fangs and claws like a demon, as if it wanted to devour people and bones. Zhao Yi stood at the door of the ruined temple. The weeds were like needles, stained with the blood of some unknown creatures.

The cold wind blew.

In a trance, a monk in white clothes stood in front of Zhao Yi without knowing when!

His body was made purely of wood, pieced together section by section, and his eyes shed blood and tears, which was extremely weird in the wind!

But there was no murderous aura coming from this person.

He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Yi.

"Save him..."

The wooden man made an almost inaudible sound.

Soon, the wooden monk disappeared in front of Zhao Yi like sand in the wind.

Zhao Yi looked at the rotten sawdust in front of him, with a serious look in his eyes. He squatted down, picked up the sawdust and sniffed it.

It was the smell of decay over time.

So, who is the wooden monk?

Who do you want to save?

Zhao Yi stood up and stepped into the strange temple. When he stepped over the threshold, the system message came.

[Do you want to enter the private secret realm: Long Night Remains? ]

Zhao Yi chose to enter.

…

[Secret realm: Long Night Remains]

[Type: Private secret realm]

[Participating players: Zhao Yi]

[Main task: Find a strange way to kill or seal the Redwood Temple within seven days! ]

[Main quest rewards: points, experience]

[Introduction: The abbot of the Redwood Temple passed away. Before his death, he told the young monks in the temple that he had exorcised evil spirits for a donor and sealed the terrifying Guijue in his body. After his death, Guijue could revive at any time and slaughter the temple. A few days ago, he sent a letter to the wandering Master Nanjia, and he has received a reply. It is estimated that Nanjia will arrive at the Redwood Temple within seven days. The abbot asked the monks of the temple to stay by his side for seven days, recite the Rebirth Sutra every day and night, exorcise evil spirits and avoid poison, and ring the bell forty-nine times at midnight to prevent the Guijue in his body from reviving. As long as they can hold on until Master Nanjia arrives, the crisis of the Redwood Temple can be completely resolved...]

[Note 1: Please pay attention to Guijue's killing pattern! ]

[Note 2: You are not the priority target of Guijue in the Redwood Temple. ]

[Note 3: When you discover the weakness of Guijue in the Redwood Temple, Note 2 will no longer be effective! ! ! ]

[Note 4: Don't try to confront the cunning of Hongmu Temple head-on! ! !]

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Heavy rain.

There was a faint smell of burning incense in the guest room.

It was just getting dark.

Nine forty.

A young monk in brown robes placed the vegetarian meal on the table in front of Zhao Yi and lit a candle for Zhao Yi.

The corners of his robes were a little wet and darker.

"Donor, the wires of Hongmu Temple seem to have been bitten by rats. We can't use lights recently. Let's just use candles to deal with it recently..."

The monk sat cross-legged on the futon opposite Zhao Yi, picked up chopsticks, and ate vegetarian food with Zhao Yi.

The meal was light, with vegetable porridge as the main ingredient and pickles as the supplement.

Zhao Yi didn't mind it very much, and said while eating:

"It's raining so hard, and I'm really sorry that I asked the young master to deliver the meal."

Having said that, he very impolitely took away most of the bowl of pickles with one chopstick and put it in his own porridge bowl.

The young monk looked at the almost empty pickle bowl, shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"It's okay..."

The two of them buried their heads in eating.

"What's your name, young master?"

"Hui Jue."

"Young master Hui Jue, are there any other guests in the temple recently?"

"There are three other guests. One of them is a couple who came to seek marriage. Because of the heavy rain, they can't go back for the time being, so they have to stay in the temple. The other one is a witch who came up from the mountain. She went up the mountain to worship the land god, but also encountered heavy rain, so she had to stay in the temple for a while."

Zhao Yi took a strand of hair out of his mouth, put it in front of the monk, and said seriously:

"Young master, why is there hair in the temple?"

Hui Jue explained:

"It should be the hair of the goddess."

"Because the goddess didn't want to live and eat in Hongmu Temple for free, she took the initiative to help the brothers in the kitchen cook. The goddess is old, so it's normal for the goddess to lose a few hairs in the food. Just pick them out."

Zhao Yi suddenly realized.

He put the black hair on the table.

Then the two continued to eat.

The rain pattered outside the window, and the wind blew in from time to time, blowing the candle wicks and shaking them. The shadows of the two people kept changing in the room.

After eating, Huijue was about to leave with the food basket. As soon as he opened the door, a strong wind blew in from outside and blew out the candles on the wooden table.

The whole room suddenly became extremely dark.

"Donor Zhao..."

I don’t know if it was because of the humidity in the air caused by the heavy rain, but Huijue’s voice was filled with an inexplicable coldness:

"The monks in the temple have other important things to do recently, so they can't take the donor too seriously. Please forgive me."

Zhao nodded:

"No problem, you are busy."

Huijue seemed worried and warned again:

"It's been raining heavily recently. Donor Zhao, please don't run around in the middle of the night. There are no monks to guard the temple entrance. Some wild animals may come in. It's not safe..."

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"knew."

Seeing that Zhao Yi was so easy to talk to, Hui Jue left the room with the food basket.

After he left, Zhao Yi came to the door and watched Hui Jue's figure disappear into the dark long road in the distance. Then he closed the door and lit the candle again.

His eyes fell on the table.

Zhao Yi saw that the hair that had been picked out earlier... was gone.

PS: Just two updates today.

It's definitely missing a bit. 4000 words.

Since the next dungeon is open, I wanted to make a good outline.

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