Chapter 2 Seven Nights Monk
"The Chinese team officially entered the mission world - "Baby Corpse"!"
"Task Attributes: World Exploration!"
"Main mission: Relieve the baby's grudges!
Mission time: If the task is not completed within 30 days, it is considered that the main task has failed and all the staff will be erased!
After completing the mission, reward 1,000 reward points, 1 G-level plot!”
"Number of participants: 3 people, 2 veterans, 1 newcomer!"
“Introduction to the Mission World:…”
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In the quiet Thai fishing village, except for the occasional barking of dogs, there was basically no sound. Xiao Xuan and Zhang Yu stood by the river. In front of them, there was a monk wearing a very simple blue and black cassock. His face was very handsome and young, but his body exuded a peaceful and calm atmosphere.
Xiao Xuan is a undead magician with strong soul sensitivities, and Zhang Yu also has the ability to see through people's hearts. However, neither of them could detect any useful information from the young monk in front of him. He only felt that when the monk stood in front of them, he was like an abyss, and no exploration could be effective.
Of course, this monk is not the npc in the "Baby Corpse" mission world. He is the newcomer added to this mission world. Yes, the newcomer added this time is a monk.
"Amiro Buddha, my monk's Dharma name: Qiye."
Zhang Yu was also lazy and immediately smiled and said with great tribute, "Amitabha, good, good." His frivolous response was also to see what kind of style this young monk newcomer was, whether he did not show his appearance or did not show his appearance or did not show his appearance.
Unexpectedly, Monk Qiye just smiled. That calm demeanor was really not pretending.
"Do you know, where is this place?" Xiao Xuan asked leisurely.
"The main god space, mission world." The monk answered quickly and his mouth was clear. He himself also understood his situation very well.
"It's very dangerous here." Zhang Yu added.
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" The monk answered very seriously.
"Monk, can we open the skylight and speak up? Are you showing off or is it really awesome? If you are showing off, we will just knock you out here. It will save you trouble. If you are really awesome, we will probably have to borrow some of your power in this mission world. Don't play with us in the foggy things, okay?"
"Amitabha Buddha. I have a Buddha in my heart." Monk Qiye answered very confidently and naturally. He was indeed answering Zhang Yu seriously, but this answer made Zhang Yu still a little confused. Having a Buddha in his heart is a divine horse thing???
"There is a Buddha in my heart. Do you mean you are the reincarnation of a Buddha's son? Living Buddha?" Xiao Xuan asked this because he had seen real living Buddhas in the real world before, but those so-called living Buddhas that are respected are all fake. On the contrary, when Xiao Xuan was traveling, he once saw an old monk like an ascetic. In Xiao Xuan's eyes, there was a Buddha statue shining above the head of the old monk, which was solemn and unpretentious. However, Xiao Xuan did not see anything abnormal in the monk in front of him, and seemed a little... ordinary.
"Amitabha Buddha. I am the Buddha himself."
"..." Zhang Yu was speechless for a moment, but he had to smile and pat Monk Qiye on the shoulder and said, "Okay, no matter whether you are a Buddha or not. Then we will ask you to face the baby corpse alone. If you are a Buddha, you will survive. If not, you deserve it if you die."
Xiao Xuan looked at the sky. It was already evening. He said, "It's getting late. Just find a house in this fishing village to settle down first. Zhang Yu, you can find a few locals to search for mentally and check the information we need."
"I understand, captain."
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I found a house that looked quite ordinary in the fishing village. When the three Chinese teams approached, the owner opened the door and stood by the door with a dull look on his face. After Xiao Xuan and others walked into the house, the owner closed the door again.
The owner of the house is a woman, about thirty years old. At home, there are three children around seven or eight years old. When the children saw strangers suddenly coming to their homes, they gathered with their mothers in fear. However, their mothers are now controlled by Zhang Yu, becoming drowsy and no longer have the consciousness of independence.
The three children seemed to have noticed their mother's abnormality and began to call them loudly, which was very noisy. Zhang Yu frowned and burst out his mental power, which directly pierced the minds of the three children. The three children immediately stopped making trouble and all fell to the ground, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and obviously they were dead.
"Amitabha, how good it is." Monk Qiye said the Buddha's name and recited the scriptures for salvation.
Zhang Yu looked at the monk with a funny look. Since the other party was not in the way, he told him that he had to be compassionate in committing murder, Zhang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to this monk. Since Zhang Yu's mental power has improved several levels, his personality no longer always has a warm smile like before, because the warm smile in the past was actually professional. Now he no longer has to borrow his smile to make the hypnotized object feel good to him to facilitate his actions. He can be more... direct!
Next, Zhang Yu conducted a mental search on the woman. The woman's body began to tremble constantly, then foamed at the mouth, and then she began to become crazy. Zhang Yu finally stabbed his brain with a blow and killed him. In a while, the Chinese team not only occupied the house, but also all four of the original family were killed.
Xiao Xuan did not speak out about this scene, but just watched all this coldly.
After finishing, Zhang Yu walked towards Xiao Xuan and said, "Boss, the temple we are looking for is not far from this village, and it is about ten miles away. Tomorrow is a temple fair, and many people will go to burn incense early."
"Then go there tomorrow morning and settle here now." After Xiao Xuan said that, he walked up to the second floor. The first floor was full of four dead bodies, which was unhappy.
Zhang Yu naturally knew the reason for going the next day. When faced with such ghosts, there were more living people around him, and there were more scapegoats. In short, the safety factor could be greatly improved.
"Monk, you continue to be liberated, I'll go to rest too." Zhang Yu teased Qiye, who was still chanting scriptures, and also went to find a place to rest by himself.
Qi Ye was still chanting scriptures here to save the dead souls, but wisps of black air suddenly emanated from the body. They did not dissipate, but instead all sank into Qi Ye's body. A ray of light flashed through its pupils.
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The Buddhist culture of these small countries in Southeast Asia is significantly different from China, Japan and South Korea. China, Japan and South Korea are actually suffering from more Confucian culture, especially China. In China, almost all foreign religions have been assimilated by the habits of Chinese people. It is religion that caters to people, while in Southeast Asia, people cater to religion. The power and influence of religion are very huge here and have penetrated into everyone's heart. In China, there are many people who believe in religion, but very few people who really take it seriously in their hearts.
When Xiao Xuan, Zhang Yu and Qi Ye walked out of the fishing village, there were almost all people rushing to burn incense on the road. Many of these people were carrying incense and also having food. The incense was naturally sacrificed to gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. The food was not offered to offer, but to the monks in the temple. They all rushed to the front, fearing that they would be one step too late.
"Haha, everyone is rushing to be reincarnated, so what?" Zhang Yu looked around with laughter. Yes, the authorities were obsessed with the so-called faith in their hearts, and felt how sacred and important what they did, but in Zhang Yu's eyes, he looked like a fool.
In fact, in the true sense, whether it is Zhang Yu or Xiao Xuan, they are actually closer to the so-called "god" and their abilities, and they have already left the category of "people". Instead of worshiping those sculptures or simply flashy monks, these people would rather worship Xiao Xuan. If they are really entangled by some evil and evil dirt, Xiao Xuan, the undead magician, will solve it more effectively than going to a temple to worship Buddha.
Moreover, through understanding this mission world, this group of people worshipped not a god, but a group of infant corpses. No wonder Zhang Yu seemed so disdainful.
Qiye was very quiet all the way, basically nothing was said. Someone bowed to him on the way, and he returned the bow with a smile.
After walking about ten miles, a temple finally appeared in front of Xiao Xuan and the other two. When he saw this temple, the joking expression on Zhang Yu's face disappeared, but turned into a very serious one. He could sense that above the temple, there were powerful mental powers constantly sweeping across the city. This mental power was not aggressive, but once Zhang Yu's mental power wanted to get close or provoke, he would definitely be besieged. Even Zhang Yu did not dare to tease so many terrible mental powers at once!
Xiao Xuan's face also became solemn. He could see strands of resentment that were so strong that it was suffocatingly entrenched above the temple. Even Xiao Xuan was slightly surprised because this was not a masterless resentment. These resentment clearly had its own master, so it was continually unscathed and endlessly lived. Moreover, this resentment seemed to be contaminated with Buddhism and became even more strange and unpredictable!
"The main god really respects us this time. The strength of these Nascent Souls is obviously much higher than in the movie." Zhang Yuqing couldn't help but sigh.
"Amitabha, go to the temple to burn incense, and I will go to the temple to bring incense first." Monk Qiye said to Xiao Xuan and Zhang Yu, and walked towards the temple.
"I really can't see through this monk." Zhang Yu said to Xiao Xuan.
"You can pretend to make you unable to see through it. Obviously, you are really capable. Even in the real world, there are many strange people, and there are some, and their abilities are definitely not necessarily poor people who have been strengthened in the main god space." Xiao Xuan looked at the back of Monk Qiye and thoughtful. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!