Chapter 49: Famine Mountain Village (1/2)
[This...how long has it passed, what happened over there? 】
[Stoke a hornet's nest? The village was so quiet just now, how come all the people and ghosts all at once]
”Fuck, what did they do?”
Looking at this battle, the newcomers are all stupid.
How come there is such a big noise after not walking a few steps? Not only did the ghosts come in clusters, but the villagers were all mad, with distorted faces, and they chased up without distinction.
”Don't worry about so much, go to the temple and talk about it!”
Zong Jiu turned his head, and the playing cards on his fingertips made a ”rusty” sound in the cold air and sank into the stump with a nail.
The view in the forest is greatly hindered, not to mention that it is still in such a besieged situation.
Everyone's movements are not slow, supporting protective shields supporting protective shields, throwing spells and throwing spells, and there are countless people who recite mantras.
Azan in black curled his eyebrows and looked at the ghosts. For a while, he couldn't tell which belonged to the villagers, which belonged to the leaves, and which belonged to the real evil spirits. So he uttered a few phrases silently on the spot very simply, and released a part of the little ghost in the holy spirit banner.
For a time, the wind and wind were blowing in the woods, and the dead leaves were flying everywhere.
Although they tried their best to avoid a frontal conflict with the villagers, they had no choice but to run faster. A group of people ran wildly, screaming one after another, and ran to the temple in a short while.
It's a coincidence that at this time it was just dawn, and the rickety figure in black robe in front of the temple happened to hold the door handle with water and leaves with a dustpan, and sprinkled it on the ground while cleaning and dusting.
The trainees couldn’t manage so much, they rushed into the temple, hurriedly pulling at the handrails of the temple door, a bunch of people yelled and closed the temple door that had just been opened not long ago, and finally some people paid it. He took out his special props and put a lock on the door.
After the temple door was locked, the entire temple hall was darkened, and only the lotus lamp next to the spiritual position of the mud bodhisattva exuded a faint bright light.
The Yinma looked at their movements, but did not go up to stop her, frowning, ”Who are you, how dare you be presumptuous in front of the Bodhisattva?”
Zong Jiuchao Xu Sen gave a look, and the latter went up to negotiate with Yin Po very consciously.
He turned his gaze to the other team.
”Damn, that woman really has a problem.”
Cao Hongtao, a B-class old man, yelled at him, ”hiss-”, and looking down, there was a shocking **** tooth mark on his mouth.
After Zong Jiu and the others asked about the information, the old people's team directly saw that the woman was lying. So they wanted to intimidate and lure the other party to tell the truth. It happened that Cao Hongtao had learned a little bit of interrogation and torture, so he volunteered to step forward.
Killing the npc may cause the entire mission storyline to collapse, but it is okay to let the npc suffer a bit. The old people who have seen strong winds and waves in the infinite loop are not so glorious. As long as they can survive and bypass the rules, why not do it?
Cao Hongtao asked little by little, while paying attention to the change of expression on her face.
This kind of npc fits the background of the times, and has not received professional anti-interrogation training, so it is easy to find flaws.
Soon, Cao Hongtao discovered the doubt.
The preceding includes all the narratives. The old woman guards the bodhisattva soil and eats the bodhisattva soil. She is a good person who is dedicated to the Buddha. She even secretly gave food to the woman. These narratives are not mixed with other moisture.
The problem is how the old woman died. As long as she asks this, she will experience drastic emotional changes. Just as Cao Hongtao was overjoyed and tried to find more information along this clue, the woman suddenly became hysterical in the same place.
”I have told you everything I know, what else do you want!”
Her expression went to extremes, and her voice was sharp, ”What about when I'm good, she is the only one in the village who can eat enough to fill her stomach, but later she deserves it?”
Having said this, the woman consciously failed to speak, and immediately closed her mouth again, stupefied that she couldn't ask a word.
Not only that, she became furious under the pressure. She bit Cao Hongtao's hand desperately and shouted for help, which attracted the attention of the villagers, and they had to give up the next questioning.
At first, the newcomers thought this woman was pitiful, but now she is shocked to see that she is not innocent, who is full of lies.
Cao Hongtao borrowed a piece of cloth from others, wrapped up his hands hastily, and looked gloomy, ”This village is **** evil.”
On the other side, Xu Sen's negotiations were also fruitful.
In the last reincarnation, Yin Po revealed her attitude towards this deserted village in front of them.
So when they came up with enough evidence in this reincarnation, the attitude of the other party did not have too much doubt.
”The old man understands what you mean.”
Yin Po said slowly, ”Listening to what you said, it is indeed the quickest way to go directly to the old woman's soul and ask questions.”
”but--”
She changed the conversation, ”There is no way to go overcast during the day, not to mention that tonight is not the night of the full moon. If you want to go, please bring the crimson empty coffin in the back of the hall.”
Not only that, a lot of preparatory work is needed if it doesn't fall into the overcast on the night of the full moon.
The others followed the Yin Po's instructions, moving the coffins of the coffins, sweeping the halls of the main hall, and lighting candles.
The hall was dark, and the veil was blown up by the cold wind escaping from the gap.
Outside the temple gate, the chants of the villagers could be heard, and even the sound of a **** chopping on the ground, there was a loud noise, accompanied by a lot of sawdust falling.
”Open the door! Open the door for Lao Tzu!”
”My village has supported this ruined temple for so many years, and I don't even want to open a door?!”
”This yin lady is really fucking. As expected, the village chief was right. She wished to curse our whole village to death like the old lady.”
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