Thriller Game: I Have the Cthulhu Source Code

Nothing can be seen.

All voices were also drowned out.

At that moment, he lost his five senses.

I don't know how long it has been... (Luo Xiu's sense of time is also blurred)

Luo Xiu opened his eyes again and saw another world in front of him.

It's a fantasy scene.

The sky was covered with thick dark clouds, which were impermeable to light; but the ground was bright, as if the sun was shining through the ground.

Ahead, on a pristine white sandy beach, there is a lone linden tree.

The canopy is very large, so the monks under the shade appear to be small.

A bald monk sat there cross-legged, with his back to Luo Xiu, facing the sea.

The sea...is not normal either.

Thousands of waves rolled up on the sea, and the ferocious tsunami waves swelled into the air, mighty and mighty, as if to engulf the whole world!

But the tsunami froze there, as if time had been stopped.

On the sea, in the clouds, the thunder and lightning are slowly releasing at the speed of turtles, and the electric light is slowly and beautifully cutting the sky and spreading the branches of the electric light.

The whole space is quiet and silent, all "movement" is suppressed by "stillness", recharging a kind of detached Zen.

Luo Xiu walked over and walked under the linden tree.

He glanced at the monk's profile, the monk did not speak, but he was clearly alive, he was breathing.

The monk looked like the huge white jade monk statue, with a hairy hair.

Luo Xiu sat down, propped his hands on the sand behind his back, and looked at him sideways, "Are you Tang Xuanzang?"

The monk didn't play any mystery, just opened his eyes, looked at Luo Xiu, and smiled slightly: "It's me."

His language can only be translated by the system. Luo Xiu can't understand it very well. It should be ancient Chinese, and he should speak Tang Dynasty Mandarin, with a taste of Hokkien today.

"Uh……"

Before Luo Xiu said anything, Tang Xuanzang asked with great interest, "How many years have passed outside?"

He looked like he was only in his twenties. To describe him in a derogatory term, Tang Xuanzang looked really "little fresh meat".

To describe his eyes with the usual words in the rice circle is... there are stars in them.

Luo Xiu replied: "More than a thousand years."

Tang Xuanzang sighed, "Alas, the Tang Dynasty has long since disappeared?"

Luo Xiu: "Yes, the Qing Dynasty is dead."

Tang Xuanzang frowned: "Qing? It's not auspicious to hear the name... What kind of dynasty? After the Tang Dynasty?"

Luo Xiu looked up and down the legendary saint monk for a while, "You have such a strong mana, and your spiritual body has been maintained for thousands of years. Why don't you calculate it yourself?"

Tang Xuanzang pretended to close his eyes, his fingers twitched for a while, and he muttered something in his mouth. After a while, he said, "Fuck! I can't figure it out, let's just leave it at that, who cares, Buddhism has never respected fortune-telling anyway... Hey, ask you, the one outside The stinky guy who likes to play dead people...isn't he still dead?"

Luo Xiu got used to this Tang monk's very unfamiliar tone of speech, "No, it's starting to make waves again."

A stinky guy who likes to play with dead people... This description is the source of the zombie curse outside.

If it weren't for the horror game, Luo Xiu might be very interested and chat with such a legendary monk for a while.

But now, in a hurry.

Luo Xiu asked directly: "What happened back then? How did you break through that storm?"

Tang Xuanzang also asked shamelessly: "What? Have you heard of my legend?"

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Luo Xiu said: "It is rumored that your way to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures swerved, and was blown to this island by the storm..."

Tang Xuanzang had a playful expression.

Luo Xiu continued: "I looked at the map and thought it was very strange. You actually don't need to go to Tianzhu by boat when you start from Zhongtu Tang... Of course, it's not impossible to take a boat, but it's a yaw to the extreme. One piece, then it is too big, and it is not realistic at all.”

Facing Tang Xuanzang's approving eyes, Luo Xiu said his guess: "From a geographical point of view, there is only one possibility, that is, you have already arrived in Tianzhu, you have already obtained the scriptures, and then set off from Tianzhu and sit on purpose. The ship came here... If you follow the words of Journey to the West, you will have obtained the scriptures and your cultivation will be fruitful."

Tang Xuanzang stroked his palm approvingly, "Miaozai Miaozai, you are right, I came here on purpose... But what is Journey to the West? A travel journal that records the life of a poor monk?"

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Luo Xiu said: "The legendary novels that record you are similar to mythical and strange novels, in which you are a talkative and weak bastard."

Tang Xuanzang exploded with rage and slapped the ground up!

"I admit it! I'm weak?! Huh?! Lao Tzu... Lao Na has left his hometown! A hundred and eight thousand miles to the west to learn the scriptures! I'm weak?!"

Luo Xiu pulled him to sit down again, and comforted him: "Calm down, anyway, the book concludes that you have become a Buddha."

Tang Xuanzang scratched his bald head, sat down, and said embarrassingly: "This... it's still a little bit... a little bit..."

Then, Tang Xuanzang began to talk about that year.