Nightmare Game: This hunter is too scary

[If Buddhism cannot universalize all sentient beings, it can only fool the world; If Buddhism is not a pure land, but a place where dirt is hidden... So who should be overtaken? - Demon Monk. Dancing.

No one knows who the parents of the demon monk are.

People only know that he is an abandoned baby, a poor child who was abandoned by his biological parents at birth and thrown at the mountain gate of Fanyin Temple.

The monks of the Fanyin Temple found that this baby was not ordinary.

His body is peculiar... Neither man nor woman.

The host said that the child was a sexless person with a natural bodhisattva in the flesh, so he took him in.

The name of the law is '婆娑'. That's

the end of the background.

"There's quite a lot of white space in the story... Forget it, it doesn't matter if you do this.

Ling Yichuan said to himself: "After entering the game in a while, I will naturally know the rest of the story... Take a look at the properties.

He falsely pointed to the 'character attributes', and the six-dimensional radar map of the demon monk was displayed in front of him.

"Intelligence and explosiveness are relatively high."

"Endurance is so low?"

"Is this a magic thorn..." Ling

Yichuan saw in the forum that many people's evaluation of demon monks was mainly two words - difficult to use!

In fact, the further the hunter goes, the more difficult it is for everyone to use.

Hunter players are currently roughly divided into two groups.

A pure cute, like brainless, most of them have been playing 'chainsaw butcher' and 'double face killer' brothers.

The other wave is slightly more maneuvering and generally tends to play Ripper killers.

When it comes to the demon monk, there are very few players.

Therefore, on the forum, Ling Yichuan did not see anything too useful...

I had to explore it myself.

Ling Yichuan consumed 3 skill points without distress, upgraded the skills of the demon monk to D level, and then went to configure the equipment and props to be used by the bureau.

Start the game immediately.

[Matching you with the right opponent...]

【......】This

time, Ling Yichuan waited for a long time.

2 minutes and 13 seconds later.

【Match successful! 【

Entering 'Fanyin Temple']

......

"Character template fusion is underway for you."

Countless complicated memories, using pictures and emotions as the medium, forcibly entered Ling Yichuan's mind!

He saw a mirror-like emerald green lake.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the reflection of "myself" in the lake.

A handsome to almost beautiful little monk.

Poof!

A large rock smashed into the water in front of him, frightening him so much that he almost fell headlong!

Not far away, a group of half-grown children were laughing at him loudly:

"Hahaha! Look at his stupidity!

"This little monk looks like a lady... No! More than the ladies! "

He said he was the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

"Fart! My dad said it, he's a guy! "

What's a human?"

"It's the Yin-Yang people!"

"The eunuchs in the palace... That's it, right?

"No, at least he ever had, he never did!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha!!"

Piercing laughter, haunting constantly.

Ling Yichuan lowered his head and silently clenched his fists.

Scene transitions.

He sat under a Bodhi tree in the temple and practiced very hard.

What I practice is some external skills that can lower demons and voldemons.

But after not long to practice, he fell to the ground panting.

Some of the senior brothers passing by were also taunting from a distance.

"Mother-in-law, why don't you want to be idle? We are all envious of you!

"Yes, you are the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, do you know how many people come to see you every day?" The host said, you don't have to do any rough work!

"Go, sit on your lotus platform and rest!"

"Is it about Guanyin Bodhisattva to descend demons and remove demons? Stop practicing, you arms and legs, don't give it a break! "

Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

Ling Yichuan lay on the ground, tears pouring down his eyes.

This big tear made the surrounding mockery even louder.

But at this time, a girl in a green dress ran over and cursed angrily:

"How do you big monks bully children?!" No virtue! Bah! In

the memory full of bitterness and hatred, a trace of sweetness appeared at this time.

"Little monk, they bully you so much, why don't you tell the host? Handkerchief to you, wipe your snot yourself!

"No... Who are you?

"I came with my mother to burn incense!" My mother heard that the Fanyin Temple is very spiritual, so she came to worship!

"What's your name?"

"I... The number of the law is a mother-in-law. "

“...... What a strange name, my name is Jinxin'er, let's go to the front hall to play! "

Uh..." This

memory is not large, but it is particularly bright and vivid.

Ling Yichuan was soaked in his memory, and he only felt that the world was much brighter.

In the years he has been in the Fanyin Temple, although his identity is the so-called reincarnation of Guanyin, in fact, he has been isolated and bullied.

Jin Xin'er is the only color in his bleak life.

But then....

After growing up, Jinxin'er also became a relative early and married someone.

She hasn't been to the temple for a long time.

One fall, she came again.

Like her mother, in order to ask for a son.

In my memory, black clouds rolled and thunder roared.

Ling Yichuan secretly came to the Guanyin Hall, where the host had strictly forbidden him to enter, and found the only room where people lived tonight.

Jin Xin'er is inside.

From the hole in the paper window, he saw unimaginable ugliness.

At least a dozen senior brothers were inside, and they made a dignified move, and even carried evil ridicule.

"Jinxin'er, we watched you grow up..."

"Don't worry, if you ask for a son, the bodhisattva will definitely handle it properly for you."

Jin Xin'er did not resist.

Mother-in-law saw it.

She knew, it turned out that she had always known!!

Stumbling to the Guanyin Hall, looking up at the white jade statue of Guanyin, somehow, he gradually distorted and changed his appearance.

That night, the thought of her became a demon.

......

[Level 7 'Hunter' 'Human Walking Shura' Ling Yichuan entered the game.

A pair of beautiful eyes that were as clear as a lake suddenly opened.

In the incense burner in front of him, three sticks of sandalwood were inserted.

Ling Yichuan raised his head and looked up along the green smoke.

A vivid statue of Guanyin with white jade hugging is on this Buddhist altar, looking at himself with low eyebrows and a light smile.

The Bodhisattva smiled.

Ling Yichuan also smiled.

"The poor monk is back."

He got up from the futon and looked around.

"Senior brothers and brothers, how are you doing lately?"

After this greeting, a faint ghost cry suddenly sounded in the Guanyin Hall!

The white jade in front of him hugged Zi Guanyin, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

All around, whether it is the statue of Guanyin, the statue of the dragon girl, or the statue of the child of good fortune, there are blood and tears in their eyes!