Nightmare Game: This hunter is too scary

Ling Yichuan sank the personality of the chainsaw butcher into the depths of consciousness again, his expression changed slightly, and the demon monk who was not male or female, non-human and non-demon returned.

In the game, he tries to switch personalities for the first time.

It's pretty silky.

Ling Yichuan felt that his control over the personalities of these hunters seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

"Demon monk, do you really still want to eat?" The cannibal Zen master saw that he had burped a few more times and asked uncertainly.

Ling Yichuan waved his hand, "I'm full now." The

cannibal Zen master breathed a sigh of relief, and the onlookers also breathed a sigh of relief.

They were afraid that this monk would eat up the grain stored in the temple.

At this time, the plot task of winning the trust of the pig demon has been completed, and the two sides can finally be honest with each other.

The cannibal Zen master moved a stool, sat opposite Ling Yichuan, and said, "

I can see that you have really taken yourself for a demon."

"Well... Lao Gu, I tell you frankly, this Fanyin Temple, we can accept you back, as long as you don't cause trouble.

"We, the Heitang'an clan, can not violate the river water with your well water, if you don't come to provoke us, we will never provoke you..."

So, originally the pig demon was planning to provoke me?

Ling Yichuan said in his heart, it seems that they have indeed become a neutral camp now... But a neutral bunch of pig demons is not good for themselves.

He tried to negotiate: "There are 4 outsiders in the temple, do you know? The

cannibal Zen master frowned: "I don't know.

Ling Yichuan said foolishly: "They are spies sent by the Demon Supervisor, and if you get into trouble, I followed them back." "

In the memory of the demon monks, the imperial court has a department specifically responsible for hunting monsters called the Demon Supervision Division, which is not as strong as some famous factions, but for small and medium-sized monsters, there is also a certain threat.

The cannibal Zen master thought for a while, and a sly smile appeared in his eyes:

"I'm afraid it is not... Did you come back with them, or did they follow you... It's hard to say.

"You tell me this, don't you want to borrow a knife to kill?"

Ling Yichuan was about to quibble, but the cannibal Zen master shook his head:

"Lao Gu is still that sentence, if you don't come to provoke us, we will never provoke you, and the same is true for the spies of the Demon Supervisor."

"Your affairs are best solved by yourself."

"If you really want us to help, although I can sell your master a little thin noodles, I will have to pay another price."

As soon as you hear this, is there still a play?

It seems that in the copy of the Fanyin Temple, it is also possible to pull the pig demon into the hunter camp.

Ling Yichuan asked, "What price?" You talk about it. Doing business is nothing more than asking for a sky-high price and paying back the money on the spot. The

cannibal Zen master shook his head so badly that even the string of white-haired heads hanging around his neck collided together, banging and banging.

"Not a price."

"If you want us to help you, you have to help us first."

"In today's Fanyin Temple, it's not just us Hei Tang'an family... If you help us kill all the other demons, that's all good to say.

Ling Yichuan shook his head with a smile.

I heard that in the copy of Fanyin Temple, there are usually three monsters of different ethnic groups.

Their mechanisms have their own merits and checks and balances.

In short, it is not weak.

If you help them fight those replica monsters first, it will not be worth the loss.

Might as well go straight to pack up the fugitive players.

Ling Yichuan counted how many empty bowls he had stacked, and then stood up, clasped his hands together, and leaned forward slightly:

"In that case, then that's it, the poor monk will leave for the time being."

"The poor monk is going to overtake those spies, just don't come and hinder the poor monk."

"Amitabha."

The cannibal Zen master and all the pig monks around him clasped their hands together and chanted,

"Amitabha."

Ling Yichuan turned to leave, and Yu Guang glanced at the wooden carving of Zhu Bajie, and also put a pot of hot noodles.

In the midst of the steam, he always felt that the statue of Zhu Bajie had changed a little.

He and the ferocious beast under the seat seemed to be looking at this pot of noodles.

Is it an illusion?

Just now...... Is he in this pose?

Ling Yichuan was a little unsure.

When he stared at the wooden carvings of Zhu Bajie, his SAN value actually increased slightly.

In a trance, he saw Zhu Bajie and Gluttony turn their heads at the same time and look at him with a fierce glare.

！！！

However, when he fixed his eyes on the past, he found that the wood carving still maintained its consistent posture, as if it had never changed.

The SAN value has also been leveled off.

"Nan Wu Ami has a Buddha..."

Ling Yichuan muttered in a low voice,

"Let's study this wood carving when the pig demons leave... There is definitely a problem.

Under the gaze of a group of fat sumo wrestler pig monks, Ling Yichuan touched his bulging belly, turned away, and walked into the gradually fogging night.

......

Heavenly King's Temple.

"This is actually a dry corpse?"

"What dry corpse does not dry corpse, you are disrespectful, people have scientific names!" People are called bodhisattvas in the flesh! "

Bah! It's a dry corpse! Scare me to death just now! The

old monk who was sitting on the colorful glazed lotus throne before was still overlooking the door with his eyes bulging out, and his face seemed to be smiling instead of smiling, which was very penetrating.

It's just that Ma Shenao, who was scared to the point of almost incontinence before, is no longer standing there.

The old monk stared at the empty place, smiling for ten years.

Bao Pingan, Luo Nan, and Ma Shenao, after discovering that this guy was just a dead man, searched the entire first floor of the Heavenly King Hall.

It is the treasure hall of an ordinary temple, there is no danger, and there is not much gain.

Luo Nan did find a set of the lowest grade fashion, the 'Dunhuang Feitian' white monk robe exclusive to the demon monk, but other than that, he didn't find anything good.

As for the 'thief' Sun Weina, the area of the 2nd floor is small, she searched faster, just came down to say hello, and did not say whether she found anything, and left one step ahead.

Bao Ping'an and the three of them all gathered behind the old monk at this moment, looking at the stone tablet on the Buddhist platform, on which was engraved the life of this dry corpse.

The stone tablet reads:

'Venerable Fanyin, common name is unknown, born in the first year of the Apocalypse, 135 years old, sitting in the Hall of the Heavenly King of Fanyin Temple, the body is immortal and not bad after his death, sitting quietly for six years, his face is like life, the fragrance is not dispersed, and it is regarded as magical...'

After they read it, they confirmed that this dry corpse was Venerable Fanyin.

"After reading it, there is no clue... Let's go, don't grind, it's been delayed for so long, even the shadow of the hunter is not seen! "

'Boxer' Ronan is a very patient fitness trainer in real life who serves rich clients very well.

But in the game, he becomes extremely impatient.

'Taoist' Bao Pingan walked back to Venerable Sanskrit and dared to look directly at the bodhisattva in the flesh.

"A bodhisattva in the flesh who is not corrupt and not corrupted, I dare not say outside, in a horror game, there must be a problem!"

"Do you remember those sixteen words that Huang Pizi said?"

"Seeing white is not close, seeing Buddha is not inferior, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, five thunders hit the top."

"The bodhisattva in the flesh... Is it considered a Buddha? Should we be inferior to him? "

'Riot soldier' Ma Shen'ao usually has a brainless identification with Bao Pingan:

"Manager Bao said dei! So how should we not be inferior? Strip him of his clothes and play him Gigi?

The corner of Luo Nan's mouth twitched: "Although I don't believe in Buddhism, you do this... Aren't you afraid that the game warehouse will be directly electrocuted by a sudden short circuit??

"Superstition won't play this perverted game."

Bao Pingan climbed onto the Buddhist platform, stood close and carefully observed, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"He seems to have something in his ears!"

He saw that the old monk's shrunken ears seemed to have a dark yellow jade stuffed in it.

Bao Pingan carefully reached for it.

The two watched below, and suddenly became a little nervous.

"How do I feel like we're robbing a tomb?"

Ma Shenao said worriedly: "Shall I go to the southeast corner and light a candle?"

Bao Pingan didn't speak, he had already grabbed the jade stone in the old monk's right ear, and his hand was a little harder...

With a sound of Bo~, the jade was pulled out.

In an instant, a mustard-colored smoke erupted from the ear canal of the dried corpse!

The smelly putrefaction muddied his face!

"Ouch Groove!!" Bao Pingan covered his nose and was so smoked that he quickly jumped down!