Looking at this system task that popped up without permission, Han Baiyi fell into silence.
You~ma~de?!
Han Baiyi felt as if a mouthful of King Kong Lao Tan Sauerkraut Beef Noodles was stuck in his throat, and his mood was extremely complicated.
Even though it had been a long time, Han Baiyi still remembered the giant red dragon that roared and soared from the bottom of the mountain when Yuzi fell off the cliff.
That kind of unparalleled visual impact, Han Baiyi felt that he could remember it for a lifetime!
It's better now. Why on earth do you want me to kill Yinglong?
Han Baiyi's head was stiff, his neck was twisted with a creak, and he looked at the noble man in the pot who had been chopped into octopus sashimi by himself.
Look at the task again, eh, accepted?!
I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense!
Han Baiyi almost went crazy when he saw the mission interface.
Only then did he suddenly understand why Chunping could confidently order himself to do a task. If you dare to draw a knife on him, he can make you kneel down and beg him not to die!
What a magical skill!
Without saying a word, Han Baiyi reversed time and moved the timeline forward one second.
The surrounding scene once again seemed to be frozen in time, and all movements began to slowly stop.
But before Han Baiyi could return to the initial state, he saw that the stationary copy of Hirata was like a building block touched by a finger, silently collapsing towards the center.
The sky with moonlight and deep night was quietly shattering like the glass in the ceiling window frame.
Thin cracks spread from the sky above. First, bits and pieces of unknown objects fell, and then large chunks of the ceiling fell to the ground like comets.
Countless dazzling or dark sky fragments are like rain falling, and each piece of sky falling on the ground will penetrate the upper and lower parts into huge holes, filled with nothingness.
Everything was done silently.
When Han Baiyi came to his senses again, he had already appeared in a slightly familiar temple.
His eyes were slightly empty at first, and then he immediately came back to his senses, forcing himself to wake up.
I have to say that standing there and watching the sky collapse was really something that challenged the limits of heartbeat and adrenaline secretion. The indistinguishable sense of reality almost made Han Baiyi think he was going to die.
But...what's going on?
He has never seen a limit on the number of times you can enter a dungeon in the game, and he has never heard of a dungeon elimination mechanism.
If he had to say he had done something special, it seemed like he had killed a noble man in a pot...
Um?
Han Baiyi thought carefully for two seconds and suddenly remembered that in the Hirata copy of the game, the noble man in the pot seemed to be unkillable.
"..."
This is very embarrassing.
Han Baiyi decided to ignore this question for the time being and look at the task panel again.
[King Magikarp is deeply touched by your act of assistance...]
Han Baiyi closed the task panel with a dead look on his face.
It seems that he still has to find an opportunity to have sex with Yinglong.
Just as he was thinking about it, Han Baiyi turned around helplessly from the tray of Buddha statues.
'crunch'
A pause in his steps.
Han Baiyi looked at the unfamiliar ceiling and felt that something was wrong.
Where is this?
Han Baiyi's eyes widened as he looked at the splendid little Buddhist chamber in front of him.
The original dilapidated and decayed beams and columns around the room were replaced with fine nanmu painted with red carvings to support the load. The corners of the room, which had been covered with dust for a long time, were smooth and shiny. At a glance, it was obvious that it was the result of daily wiping.
The roof of the small temple built with thatch is also made of high-quality bricks and tiles that are tightly connected and has mortise-and-tenon buckles inside. Even a hurricane may not be able to damage the roof.
The bronze Buddha statue displayed in the small temple was covered with a layer of gold clothing with copper injection. The slightly gloomy Buddha statue was majestic and peaceful against the gold clothing.
The sculptures of the Angry-Eye King Kong that were carved by Buddhist carvers and randomly placed in the small temple were all neatly arranged around the big Buddha in the central hall, stacked one after another like mahjong, just like the thousands of Buddhas surrounding the Tathagata.
Eight Hundred Arhats.
There are three animals and five tripods placed in front of the Buddha, and a bowl of fragrant water is placed in the center.
At the bottom of the Buddha statue, curls of purple smoke and a faint hint of sandalwood drifted from three small cauldrons.
Only the Buddha statue on the tray that Han Baiyi had just faced was still well-preserved. It still had the same bronze clothes and the shabby appearance of the purple gold tray. Compared with the furnishings in the entire room, it looked out of place.
The small bell that was originally placed on the tray was broken into pieces of rusty iron at some point.
Looking at this strange little temple, Han Baiyi seemed to be sleepwalking, swimming from one end to the other.
Halfway through, I suddenly remembered that this should be the result of his layout three years ago.
The future of so many people has actually changed...
Han Baiyi turned to look at the rusty iron pieces on the tray.
This little thing is a bit powerful.
Can a bell turn back time?
What an amazing ability.
Fortunately he does too.
While thinking about it, Han Baiyi walked towards the direction of the Buddha statue tray.
On the tray, the originally smooth and metallic guardian bell was broken into pieces of rusty pieces, and its original shape was almost invisible.
[Young Master’s Guardian Bell (Broken)]
[Item description: The guardian bell that has lost the power of the candle dragon]
This seemingly inconspicuous prop is the key to allowing Han Baiyi to travel back to three years ago.
He groped in his chest pocket with his palms, arranging what he had gained at Hirata's house one by one.
Two Buddhist beads, cherry dew, everlasting cherry blossoms, everlasting cherry fragrant wood... and the bell that Xiao carries with him.
Han Baiyi glanced at several items one by one, and finally landed on the most inconspicuous little bell.
【Owl's Guardian Bell】
[Item description: An exclusive thing that Xiao carries with him]
The only two guardian bells in the whole game are here.
Originally, Owl's Guardian Bell was a mission item used for the "Third Battle". However, now that there is no Changying Flower to resurrect Owl, he is completely dead. Obviously, there is no need for a third battle.
However, Han Baiyi became interested in this seemingly inconspicuous mission item.
There are only two guardian bells in the whole wolf, one is in the hands of Mrs. Wanzi, the crazy old man from before, and the other is in the hands of Xiao.
The two guardian bells can make people go back three years ago and change the facts that have happened.
Fortunately for Xiao, as the top leader of a small country in Yingzhou, he controls a huge ninja force, and his own strength is far beyond ordinary people. He can fight one against a hundred, and he can get more things than ordinary people know.
What a strange thing.
But what about Mrs. Wanzi?
She is just an ordinary lunatic who was frightened crazy by the late Madam Butterfly's illusions.
In the past, her identity was just an ordinary servant of the Hirata family, with a son who became the guard of the Hirata inner courtyard.
Such people are simply too common in this world.
But why can she possess an extraordinary item with the power to change reality?
And according to her, this bell was made by her to pray for the young master.
The power of this bell is completely different from the process of its formation.
An extraordinary item appeared on an ordinary person's body, and this item was handed over to her by her own hands. This had to make Han Baiyi doubt the purpose of the guardian bell appearing in his field of vision.
This is not a conspiracy theory by Han Baiyi. He has a dark psychology and feels that the whole world is targeting him.
But the fact is that the world is really targeting him!
In other words, it was not directed at him alone, but at Miko and the two of them.
Carrying Long Yin, the protagonist of the world.
These two points alone are enough for him to drink a pot.
It would be an understatement to say that Hidetaka Miyazaki made this game for Wolf alone, so one can only imagine how he was treated by the world.
Even if Han Baiyi does not have Long Yin's power now, he is still involved in this huge vortex of the abyss and is unable to extricate himself.
So, does the guardian bell have extraordinary power, or does the extraordinary power come to the guardian bell that he may or must encounter...
This order is hard to say.
Moreover, in the description of the broken guardian bell, Han Baiyi discovered Hua Dian!
The power of the candle dragon.
Not Sakuralong?
With a little curiosity, Han Baiyi picked up a broken piece of guardian bell rust, opened and closed his eyes, and his pupils were covered with pale white.
Spiritual eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Han Baiyi was almost blinded by the sight in front of him.
I saw a huge beam of light reaching straight into the sky, penetrating the heaven, earth and the world. The entire field of vision seemed to be covered by this dazzling white, and the spiritual power was so rich that it pierced people's eyes.
However, such a rich spiritual energy cannot be absorbed at all, as if it is blocked by some barrier. The spiritual energy inside is firmly grasped and protected, only for the arrival of some kind of power.
The intense and soul-catching gaze was like the strongest cage, with the huge closed wall pushing towards him, leaving no room for escape.
Han Baiyi was immersed in this extremely rich but completely unable to absorb huge spiritual inspiration. Following that intuition, his neck was stiff and he slowly raised his head.
In the sky, an indescribable huge head emerged from the top of the clouds.
Just looking at it, my brain felt as if it had been stabbed hard by countless needles. A low, hoarse, strange and random noise sounded in my ears, as if the sound of metal nails scratching a blackboard was rubbing hard against my eardrums, and my brain seemed to be reversed and cleaned by a vortex.
, the scalp was cruelly torn apart by the pain that was deeply ingrained into the soul, but the body could only stare into those red eyes extremely stiffly.
crimson.
Everything is red.
Can't move away, can't resist, can't remember.
His sanity seemed to be completely shattered by that invisible voice and image.
Only those red eyes were deeply imprinted in Han Baiyi's mind. He could not forget them, but he could not think of them either.
Suddenly, everything was shattered.
‘Kudeng’
There was a dull sound of falling to the ground.
As if hearing a noise inside the house, there were two knocks outside the closed temple door.
Probably out of suspicion, the people outside pushed the door open and when they saw the person lying inside, they exclaimed: