Chapter 437： Hopla Lion Eagle (1/2)

”Is this a player?” Song Jian looked at the monk with a surprised expression on his face.

”Zhang Hong, Level 19, Profession: Monk, Blood Value: 800/800”

The player didn't hide his name and attributes, and he was exposed brightly above his head.

As Zhang Hong chanted the scriptures, one mutated ghost, covered with golden light, finally awakened his self-consciousness, burst into tears, and gratefully disappeared after a ceremony towards Zhang Hongxing.

As a mutated ghost was exuded, Zhang Hong's forehead also oozed sweat, his face looked tired, and the sound of chanting became lower and lower. After half an hour, all the surrounding mutated ghosts were consumed by him. It disappeared, and no new ghost came.

Zhang Hong sighed softly, drew a bottle of mineral water and compressed dry food from the parcel box, and ate in a small mouth.

After eating, Zhang Hong patted the food residue on his body, and shouted in the direction of Song Jian: ”donor, after watching for so long, why not talk about it as follows?”

Song Jian was startled in his heart, but now he was in the state of darkness, how did he find himself?

However, the number of reconnaissance skills in the game are countless. As a monk who can spend 30 levels of ghosts, there may be some special reconnaissance skills.

Song Jian slowly fell down. After canceling the state of black fog, he recovered his human form, arched his hands toward Zhang Hong, and laughed: ”Sorry, I upgraded in the graveyard in front of me, and found that there were several mutant ghosts acting abnormally. Come along and see, not intentionally, forgive me! ”

Zhang Hong slowly stood up, shook his head with a smile and shook his head: ”Amitabha, the donor is polite. I chant the Scriptures and preach the Dharma. Naturally, the more people listen, the better!”

Song Jian was confused. He always felt that the person in front of him looked strange, as if he were a monk in the real world. He couldn't help but test: ”Master is also a monk in the real world?”

Zhang Hong folded his hands and made a ritual toward Song Jian: ”In the real world, the little monk is a monk at Qingquan Temple, and his name is Hongyi.”

Qingquan Temple is a temple on the outskirts of Linhai City, on Wangyue Mountain, where there is a statue of a sitting Buddha that is tens of meters high. It is said to have been built during the Southern Song Dynasty. Played.

Song Jian knows that there are actually only two or three real monks in Qingquan Temple, and most of the other service staff are the people in the surrounding villages, and by the way do some small sales of incense and souvenirs.

It is said that the real monks in Qingquan Temple rarely show up. I never expected that Song Jian would encounter one in the game today.

”You upgrade here too?” Song Jian asked curiously.

”The little monk's upgrade requires not only combat experience, but also merit. Excessive souls can gain merit, but they are too high, and I can't exceed a few at a time ...” Zhang Hong frowned slightly.

”It takes merit to upgrade, is this monk profession so strange?” Song Jian secretly said.

The two talked casually, and after adding friends, Song Jian turned and walked towards the cemetery.

Looking at Song Jian's disappearing back, the smile on Zhang Hong's face gradually disappeared, staring blankly at the front;