49 Chapter 49

[How long has it been? What happened over there?]

[Did you stir up a hornet's nest? The village was so quiet just now, how come all these people and ghosts are coming?]

"Fuck, what did they do?"

Seeing this scene, the newcomers were dumbfounded.

How come there was such a big commotion after walking a few steps? Not only did the ghosts swarm over, but the villagers also looked crazy, with distorted faces, and chased after them without knowing what was going on.

"Don't worry about it for now, let's go to the temple first!"

Zong Jiu turned around, and the poker cards on his fingertips made a "rustling" sound in the cold air, and sank into the tree stump with a sound of nailing.

The vision in the forest was greatly obstructed, not to mention that they were surrounded now.

Everyone was moving quickly, some were holding up protective shields, some were throwing talismans, and there were countless people reciting incantations.

The black-clothed Azan frowned at the ghosts, and for a moment he couldn't tell which ones belonged to the villagers, which ones belonged to the leaves, and which ones were the real evil ghosts. So he simply recited a few mantras on the spot and released some of the ghosts in the soul-calling banner.

For a moment, the woods were filled with gloomy winds and dead leaves flying.

Although they tried their best to avoid direct conflict with the villagers, since it had occurred, there was nothing they could do but run away first. A group of people ran wildly, screaming one after another, and soon they ran to the front of the temple.

Coincidentally, it was just dawn at this time, and the hunched black-robed figure in front of the temple was just pulling the door, holding water and leaves in a dustpan, sprinkling them on the ground while sweeping and removing dust.

The trainees didn't care about that. They rushed into the temple and quickly pulled the handrail of the temple door. A bunch of people shouted and closed the temple door that had just been opened. Finally, someone took out his special props and locked the door.

After the temple door was locked, the whole temple hall was dark. Only the lotus lamp next to the spirit tablet under the clay Buddha still emitted a faint flickering light.

Yin Po watched their actions, but didn't go up to stop them. She frowned and said, "Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous in front of the Buddha?"

Zong Jiu gave Xu Sen a look, and the latter went up to negotiate with Yin Po very consciously.

He turned his eyes to the other team.

"Damn, that woman is really problematic."

A B-level old man, Cao Hongtao, cursed and "hissed" for a long time. Looking down, there was a shocking blood tooth mark on his palm.

After Zong Jiu and his team finished asking for information, the team of old people saw that the woman was lying. So they wanted to coerce and bribe the other party to tell the truth. Cao Hongtao happened to have learned a little about interrogation and torture, so he volunteered to step forward.

Killing the NPC may cause the entire mission plot line to collapse, but it is okay to let the NPC suffer a little. The old people who have seen the ups and downs in the infinite loop are not very glorious. As long as they can survive and bypass the rules, why not do it?

Cao Hongtao asked bit by bit, paying attention to the changes in her facial expression.

This kind of NPC is very consistent with the background of the times, and has not received professional anti-interrogation training, so it is easy to find flaws.

Soon, Cao Hongtao found the doubts.

Including all the previous descriptions, the old woman guarded the Bodhisattva soil and ate the Bodhisattva soil. She was a good person who was devoted to Buddhism and even secretly sent food to the woman. These descriptions are not mixed with other water.

The problem lies in how the old woman died. As soon as she was asked this question, her mood changed dramatically. Just when Cao Hongtao was overjoyed and tried to find out more information from this clue, the woman suddenly became hysterical on the spot.

"I have told you everything I know, what else do you want!"

Her expression became extreme and her voice was sharp, "So what if I am good to her? She is the only one in the village who can eat enough. Isn't it all her fault later?"

At this point, the woman realized that she had said something wrong and immediately closed her mouth again. No matter how she was asked, she couldn't get a word out.

Not only that, she became furious under the interrogation, bit Cao Hongtao's hand desperately, and shouted for help, attracting the attention of the villagers, so they had to give up the next interrogation.

At first, the newcomers felt sorry for this woman, but now they saw this and realized that she was not innocent even though she was full of lies.

Cao Hongtao borrowed a piece of cloth from someone else and hastily wrapped his hands with a sinister look, "This village is fucking weird."

On the other side, Xu Sen's negotiations were also very effective.

In the last reincarnation, the Yin Po revealed her attitude towards this deserted village in front of them.

So when they produced enough evidence in this reincarnation, the other party's attitude was not too suspicious.

"I understand what you mean."

The Yin Po said slowly, "Listening to your story, going directly to the underworld to find the soul of the old woman to ask clearly is indeed the fastest way."

"But——"

She changed the subject, "You can't go to the underworld during the day, and tonight is not a full moon night. If you want to go, please bring the empty crimson coffin in the back of the mourning hall."

Not only that, it takes a lot of preparation to go to the underworld on a full moon night.

Others followed the instructions of the underworld woman, those who moved the coffin moved the coffin, those who swept the hall swept the hall, and those who lit candles lit candles.

The hall was dark, and the cold wind from the gap blew up the gauze curtain.

Outside the temple gate, you can hear the villagers shouting, and even the sound of hoes chopping on the ground, a loud ping-pong sound, accompanied by the falling of wood chips.

"Open the door! Open the door for me!"

"Our village has supported this broken temple for so many years, and they are not even willing to open the door?!"

"This Yin woman is really damn it, the village chief is right, she is eager to curse our whole village to death like that old woman."

......

The noise outside is endless. After all, this temple still has some things that make the villagers of Tongbai Village fearful. They cursed, but they didn't dare to act presumptuously at the feet of the Buddha.

It seems that the temple is still safe for the time being.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After the safety problem was solved, another problem also arose.

The trainees' stomachs felt tight again, and they started to burn from their chests. The hunger value in the upper right corner was marked red again.

It had been a night since they last ate, and they had experienced a life-and-death battle. Now everyone was starving.

Finally, an old man couldn't help but ask, "Grandma, is there anything edible in the temple?"

The hunched figure covered by the black robe said slowly, "In order to pursue the fasting, we as monks have very simple food. If you don't mind, you can go to the back hall where the coffin is placed to find it."

Fasting?

Zong Jiu felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, combined with the woman's previous story, he was about to get close to the final answer.

As soon as they heard that there was food, the trainees went there in a swarm, but the result was indeed disappointing.

Because they brought back only some of the coarsest rice bran, which added up to only a handful. Not to mention whether it could be eaten, even if it could be eaten, it would not increase the hunger value much.

But even so, many people stared at the handful of fine rice bran with greedy eyes.

The old men led by Cao Hongtao paid attention to other things. He looked around and said, "Look, there are fruits on the altar, right? Why don't we secretly..."

"It's better not to." Lin Guoxing frowned, "Senior No. 4 said before that there is a Buddhist atmosphere in this temple. Although these fruits are shriveled, they are all used for offerings. No one can afford it if something goes wrong."

What should we do?

Although they said so, few people took their eyes off the offerings.

No one wants to die. When it comes to a last resort, who will care about those?

They still have to stay in the temple for a whole day.

Now everyone's hunger value has soared, and one day means at least two meals.

Even if the bran and fruits are added, it is only enough for four or five people a day. But there are more than thirty people standing in the temple.

On the other side, several old people have started arguing over the ownership of the bran, and they are all arguing red. Everyone wanted to get more, and the verbal conflict was escalating into physical conflict.

The lower-ranking elders even set their sights on the Buddha soil outside the temple.

"You said, everyone in this village eats it, so it should be okay for us to eat some..."

"I think so, alas, if it really comes to the last resort, this is the only way."

Someone curled his mouth in the dark, his smile full of joy and malice.

This is just the beginning, and it seems that there is still room for choice.

When there is no choice, the hunger value changes from double digits to single digits, the footsteps of the god of death are approaching, and the double pain of physical and mental dying is tormented, the final result will definitely be more interesting.

He is very willing to waste such time to appreciate the expressions of humans struggling in the quagmire of pain.

Especially...

His eyes swept over the white-haired young man standing beside him, as if staring at an interesting toy.

Zong Jiu frowned.

For no reason, he felt a very uncomfortable sight.

Well, very familiar.

He looked at the chaos in the temple, thought about it, and finally stepped forward when those people who were fighting over the bran were about to fight.

"Why are you guys fighting? Peace is the most important thing. Don't hurt your own people."

Zong Jiu said this, and everyone looked over.

[23333 They don't know that magicians can make food]

[It's so funny. When everyone in this temple knows about it, won't everyone have to kneel down and hug his thighs and call him daddy]

[That's right, I'll call whoever can fill my stomach daddy! Dad, I'm a rice maker, please give me another bowl]

The old men sneered, "You care about us? Do you want to have a piece of the pie?"

Another B-level was even more impolite, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are appreciated by that adult."

The white-haired young man spread his hands with a sigh, "Alas, I obviously came to do business with you."

As he said this, his palm turned over and over, and a huge red apple appeared on his palm.

Facing everyone's straight eyes, Zong Jiu touched his chin, "One thousand survival points for an apple, this price is fair, right?"

Others: "..."

Why don't you go and grab it!