After obtaining the mission item, Feng Bujue would lift the small bell flat and recheck the direction every three minutes on average. He led Siyu like this for nearly half an hour, but still didn't find anything hidden.
Bell Temple.
This mountain forest seems to be endless, and the terrain is strange and complicated. The temperature around the two of them is constantly decreasing. Based on their physical sense, it should be below ten degrees. Feng Bujue's clothing has a good ability to keep out the cold, but on the other side of Xiyu, the lower body
Her hiking pants are trousers, but her upper body is just a sleeveless cotton vest. In this environment, she will naturally feel cold, and her physical energy consumption will be more than Feng Bujue.
"It's a pity that I can't take off my coat and give it to you." Feng Bujue walked for a while, stopped again, and went to get the bell. He raised the item and said, "Even my shirt and suit vest are better than yours."
Those sleeveless clothes are so good."
"Purple doesn't suit me anyway." Xiyu replied calmly.
"That's it..." Feng Bujue continued: "But I still recommend that you change into a set of clothes suitable for the spring and autumn seasons. You can cope with extremely low or high temperatures." He stabilized his arm,
He held the bell level and began to spin slowly: "Xiaotan's assassin outfit is good, but Bei Ling's outfit is a bit too thick. I guess when the temperature is close to 30 degrees, she will have to bear the extra physical exertion."
"Let's wait until the end of this script." Siyu said; "Previously, I only considered whether the clothing would affect the fighting movements, so when browsing in the mall, I randomly picked a relatively high-end clothing. Now it seems too hasty."
She said thoughtfully: "If you buy again, you have to choose carefully. It is necessary to adapt to various environmental temperatures. It is best to have a certain storage function and camouflage effect..." As she spoke, she found that it could not be sealed.
Jue Zheng met his eyes with a strange expression.
"What's wrong?" Xiyu asked. She did not avoid Feng Bujue's gaze, but still responded to him with her usual cold eyes.
"I noticed something." Feng Bujue had already put away the bell at this time, and gestured for Siyu to follow him, and then continued to move forward, "When there are only two of you, you
If so, there will be more..."
"You think I'm verbose?" Xiyu asked as he walked.
"That's not..." Feng Bujue said: "Psychologically speaking, there are many explanations for this situation. It may be that you are hiding some uneasiness, or it may be because you are less defensive about me... Be careful where you step.
." He reminded as he stepped across a crack in the rock, "For example, what you said just now, if someone who is not very familiar with you is present, maybe you will not say it out loud, but repeat it in your heart.
.Because there is a sense of trust between us, you will share your thoughts with me while thinking."
"We don't know each other very well," Siyu replied, which was true. In reality, they had known each other for less than a week.
"It should be said that I am not familiar with you." Feng Bujue said: "And you have read my books, so you will feel that you understand me to a certain extent..."
"That's true." Xiyu said, "But you are very different from the 'Unconscious' I imagined."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue smiled: "In what way? Let me guess... There is a huge psychological gap in your appearance?"
"No, your appearance is higher than my expectation. I thought you would have an extremely sharp and mean face." Siyu replied.
"What kind of logic is this... phase comes from the heart?"
"Yes." Xiyu didn't deny it: "But after meeting you in person, I realized that my judgment on your character was completely wrong."
"Oh? Then what kind of person should Bujue, the detective novelist in your imagination be?" Feng Bujue asked.
"First of all, the level of narcissism is probably only one-tenth of yours."
"Well...this is indeed a problem, but unfortunately I guess I can't change it."
"Secondly, he should be a person who is rational enough to be close to ruthless."
"Isn't that what I am?"
"You can be very rational, and you can also have a cold side." Xiyu hesitated: "But more often than not...it's hard to say."
"Oh...is there anything else that is very different from what you imagined?"
"Do you think of this as some kind of reader meeting?"
"Haha...do I look like someone who would participate in that kind of activity?"
"I don't want to continue this conversation. You still have similar problems. I will tell you when we are really mature." Siyu said.
"How long will it take?" Feng Bujue asked.
"I don't know, maybe a few weeks, maybe a few months." Xiyu replied, "Maybe we will never become acquaintances."
"We can never become acquaintances? Is that possible?" Feng Bujue asked doubtfully.
"Yes, after this period of contact, I found that you have more and more personality traits that I hate. If this situation continues, when those traits accumulate to a certain amount, I want to... break away from each other.
The social circle will be a good choice for you and me."
There are really not many people in this world who would seriously say such things directly in front of the other party, and Siyu is such a person. From this point, it can be seen that her character is definitely abnormal.
...In fact, she does have very serious social problems in real life.
And 99% of the people in this world who hear others say such things directly in front of them will feel unhappy, and 80% of them will be thinking angrily: Who do you think you are?
But Feng Bujue lived up to his reputation as a weirdo, his eyes sparkled, and he responded happily: "Wow! You are so sensible! If everyone was like you, how wonderful would my life be?
, how many meaningless social activities can be saved in my life."
Ding bell...ding bell...the sudden sound of bells interrupted their chat.
Feng Bujue never put the mission item in his backpack. When not in use, he just put it in the inner pocket of his jacket. This little bell will not ring unless he shakes it deliberately, even if it jumps a few times while walking.
There was no sound. But at this moment, the bell rang on its own.
"Well... have you finally found it..." Feng Bujue immediately took the bell out of his pocket and held it in his hand. The bell seemed to be alive and kept vibrating. If Feng Bujue didn't hold it tightly, this item would
It almost jumped out of his hand.
Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill hit, causing the temperature to drop to freezing point. At the same time, the surrounding scenery also suddenly changed. The trees, grass and rocks around the two people began to flicker. Some trees suddenly turned into saplings, while others directly
disappeared, while the grass and stones changed their positions and shapes strangely.
This scene, to describe it vividly, is like watching a movie from the silent era. Suddenly, two sets of shots that were edited together reappeared. Although these two sets of shots were taken from the same place,
The shooting times are different.
This situation was familiar to both Feng Bujue and Siyu. They both knew without communicating that this was a ghost.
These days, ghosts without space and illusion abilities are embarrassed to call themselves ghosts.
"Woo... Wuwu..." A girl cried.
Feng Bujue and Xiyu immediately turned around when they heard the sound. The sight in front of them would make anyone's heart sink when they saw it.
There was a thick wooden stake driven into the soil, with firewood piled around it. A little girl of about ten years old was tied to the stake, and what tied her young body was actually a circle of thick and heavy ropes.
Iron chain.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [ guys... let me... oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...
"Kill her!" "Burn this evildoer to death!" "It's all because of this disaster star. The Dragon King doesn't even let it rain!" "My father has tuberculosis, and it's all caused by this little beast!" "This disaster star! It's the reason why my family has been harmed.
All the crops are dead!” “Burn her to death!” “My baby was born lame! It’s all because of you monster!”
Immediately, many shouts and curses rang out in the ears, from men, women, old and young, but only the voices were heard, but no one could be seen. From the content of the words, it could be heard that it was undoubtedly the group of people who tied up the little girl.
As for the identities of these people, according to the information provided by the tree demon earlier, it can be basically determined that they are the villagers of Cangling Town in the past.
Until a torch was thrown at the pyre, and the blazing flames stopped these sounds, and were replaced by the heart-rending screams of a little girl.
Until the last moment, the little girl was still pleading and crying, but soon...after a violent cough, she could no longer make any sound.
"Death footage reappears."
"The death scene reappears?"
Feng Bujue and Siyu turned to look at each other at almost the same second, and said the same thing in unison, but one used a statement tone, while the other was a little uncertain.
They thought this depressing performance would end soon, but they didn't expect it had just begun.
The scene in front of them changed again. The pile of burning flames suddenly shot up high, forming a wall of fire. After it dispersed, a small temple appeared in front of them.
The temple door is closed at the moment. From the outside, the building covers an area of only about 200 square meters. It is estimated that there is only one Buddhist hall for worshiping Buddha statues, and it will not be divided into many rooms. A plaque is hung in front of the small temple door.
——Zangling Temple.
There was a lot of conversation in the ears of the two players, but this time it was no longer loud curses, it sounded more like whispers in lowered voices.
"You said that this monster is dead, but why are there more and more disasters in the village..."
"Yeah...I heard that someone went to the mountain to collect firewood yesterday but didn't come back..."
"This is the fifth one."
"Who said it wasn't that? Besides, Orion boss Chen and his wife died together at home last night. The house was full of blood..."
"I'm afraid... that evil spirit's ghost is here to seek revenge?"
"But that day, everyone buried all the remaining ashes under the Hidden Bell Temple. There is a temple guarding it. What kind of monster can cause trouble?"
"What's the use of the small temple roof? I think that evildoer has great magic power, so... I have to ask an eminent monk to do it, otherwise no one in our village will be able to escape..."
These voices floated in the air, and they didn’t know where they came from. Anyway, Feng Bujue and Siyu heard every word clearly...
When this conversation ended, many figures walked out behind them. Some of those people were monks wearing cassocks, some were Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, and some looked like down-and-out figures in the world. They might be
They were holding Buddha beads and wooden fish, or carrying whisks and swords. There were also a few who were carrying a basket of strange attire and a circle of mahogany swords stuck behind their backs, making it look like they were singing opera.
However, this group of people all have a common feature, that is, their faces are pale and dead, and the pale faces all have expressions that are half-smiling but not smiling.
They all appeared from behind Feng Bujue and Xiyu, and then staggered towards the gate of "Zangling Temple". Not long after, they passed by the two players. When passing by the two people,
Each of these people would turn their heads and take a look, as if they knew something existed here. This kind of situation is indeed rare in the reenactment of death scenes.
At this moment, Xiyu already had the saint in hand, and she was on guard. She was obviously a little nervous, and even the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. Unknowingly, she had been infected by the terrifying atmosphere around her, and she was a little nervous.
This reaction is also normal.
However, a steady hand gently pressed down on Xiyu's hand. Feng Bujue turned his head, with a roleless and calm expression on his face: "Take a deep breath, slow down your heartbeat, open the menu and check the shock
It’s worth it, and you can get rid of the random thoughts in your mind.” His instructions are simple and everyone understands them, but not everyone can immediately think of doing this when they are scared.
After Xiyu heard this, he quickly calmed down and his fright level dropped from 70%.
"What a reliable man..." This sentence was not said by Xi Yu, but by Feng Bujue himself. After he said it, he smiled and said, "You must be thinking so at this moment, right?"
"A little bit." Xiyu replied, but her eyes immediately showed a bit of contempt.
“Does that mean we’re a little closer to becoming ‘acquaintances’?”
"Before you said that sentence yourself, maybe..." Xiyu replied: "Now...it has become a feeling of 'it seems to be very reliable at critical moments, but being smart is annoying'
."
"Okay..." Feng Bujue shrugged, as if he didn't really care.
While the two were talking, those figures had already "passed" through the gate of Zangling Temple one after another. This scene obviously implies that these guys who come to practice, no matter what religion they believe in, the tools they use, and the methods they use are very different...
In the end, they all ended up in the same place and were killed by this evil ghost.
This death sequence reappears and ends here.
The surrounding environment has returned to its original appearance, and when players watch things, they no longer have the uncomfortable feeling of watching a movie with dropped frames. However, the temperature has not risen, it is still close to zero, and both of them can exhale white breath.
The Hidden Bell Temple in front of him did not disappear along with other illusions, but turned into a real thing. The bell in Feng Bujue's hand also stopped being active and no longer made any sound.
"If you can't stand the cold..." Feng Bujue didn't even finish half of his sentence.
Siyu interrupted directly: "It's a beautiful thought."
"How do you know what I want to say?" Feng Bujue continued: "Maybe I want to ask you... um... do you want to light a fire?"
Xiyu turned around and glanced at him: "Do you think this covert excuse can increase my affection for you?"
"Well..." Feng Bujue pursed his lips, and there seemed to be some hope in his eyes, but Siyu continued to respond to him with that killer look.
Two seconds later, Feng Bujue turned his head as if nothing had happened: "Okay, I finally found the key location that promotes the plot. I'll go in first." He said as he walked, "Although it is daytime, according to my observation,
This ghost is not affected by time, so we'd better be careful."
Xiyu sighed softly, said nothing, and followed him towards the temple gate.
........."Hey, hey, hey...isn't this setting too cunning? It's just a waste of bullets." Xiaotan looked at the corpse of the giant crocodile monster and said, "If you listen to me and run away, you won't be here anymore."
Same... Oops!"
After the sad spirit knocked Xiao Tan on the head, he said coquettishly: "An afterthought."
A few minutes ago, when the monster was stuck, it was much easier to kill it. Although the monster still kept its big mouth and shook its head violently, it could not move, and the players were
For fixed-point shooting, there is no need to shoot while walking, and it is not difficult to win.
The two of them killed the giant crocodile, which also consumed a lot of physical energy. They also spent a lot of extra ammunition on the way back. The monsters in the horror paradise will not explode their equipment, so they will gain nothing if they are killed. It can be said that
, from the time they fell to the present, they have not reaped any benefits, but have suffered a lot of losses. These are undoubtedly factors that affect morale.
However, Bei Ling has always been a person who refuses to admit defeat, while Xiao Tan is more easy-going and doesn't care much about gains and losses. Therefore, the mentality and emotions of their combination are not affected at all.
"If you die in this position, you will definitely not be able to push it." Sad Ling looked at the giant crocodile's stuck body and said, "We can only crawl over its back."
This section of the tunnel has been blocked laterally by the corpse of the monster, but the body of the giant crocodile is flat, and there is still a certain gap between its back and the top of the tunnel, which should allow players to get through.
"Then you crawl first." Xiao Tan said.
"Why me first?"
"In case you get stuck there... or there... I can push from behind... Ah! Ah! Okay! I was wrong! I'll go first!"
While begging for mercy, Xiao Tan ran towards the giant crocodile's body with his head in his arms. Although the crocodile's skin looked slippery, the monster's back was rugged and had a lot of shrapnel embedded in it. When Xiao Tan crawled over,
I also feel quite uncomfortable.
After he crawled over, he turned back and shouted: "It's okay, you... um... should be fine."
"I'll strangle you to death when I come over." This was the response that came from the other side of the sad spirit.
