Chapter 1566 Huicong Monk
The fat man even stopped breathing for a moment. After all, no one dared to think that he would encounter such a thing just a few hours after entering the mission, "These people...are all these people ghosts? "
As the scene progressed, their conversation with the "merchants" also came to an end. The two of them said goodbye and left. But the moment the camera turned, Jiang Cheng, who had just taken a breath, was suddenly stunned. , he seemed to have discovered something.
Jiang Cheng paused the screen and dragged the progress bar back a little bit. At the moment the screen froze, Jiang Cheng's head buzzed.
The moment he turned around, the camera panned to his side, where the fat man was. Half of his face exposed to the camera was also blurry.
At this moment, Fatty was standing next to him and watching.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The fat man looked strange and his eyes widened little by little. Just when he turned his head and seemed to want to express something to Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng jumped up and jumped at an extremely fast speed. A kick hit his chest, and the fat man was caught off guard without even saying "Ouch!" and was kicked to the ground.
After succeeding, Jiang Cheng turned around and ran away.
The moment I rushed out of the courtyard, I bumped into several monks. The leader was Monk Huide, whom I had just met. Huide looked at him, a little surprised, "What's wrong with the donor?" ?”
“It’s okay, I’ll take a walk.”
Jiang Cheng's heart was beating fast and his head was full of questions, but he still pretended to be calm and treated Huide as if nothing had happened. There was probably a lot going on in this so-called precepts-holding temple.
Originally, Jiang Cheng wanted to send these monks away with a few words, and then hurriedly found Fatty Zhen and the other teammates. Unexpectedly, Monk Huide seemed to have seen something and asked his friend. Where is it?
Jiang Cheng casually said that he had a good chat with the team of saviors and was asked to let him sit for a while.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a monk with a mole on his cheek beside Huide said in surprise: "Donor, do you think who is that?"
The monk looked at Looking at the direction he came from, Jiang Cheng turned around and saw the "fat man" not far away, holding his chest and walking towards him with a painful expression on his face.
Huide saw something was wrong with the fat man, clasped his hands and asked: "Donor, what are you..."
"No...it's okay, I just didn't pay attention and I fell." The fat man explained, "Take a rest. That's good."
"Well, we will ask Junior Brother Huicong to do some meritorious deeds later, so we won't disturb the two donors." After the monk Huide bowed, he took the other monks with him. leave.
Now only Jiang Cheng and "Fat Man" were left at the scene. The two stared at each other. Finally, Fat Man spoke first, "Doctor, I don't know what's going on, but I...I'm really Really.”
This After the incident, Jiang Cheng was a little unsure. After all, if the "fat man" had used some tricks just now, he wouldn't have been able to run away. Then he asked the fat man to stand where he was, while he himself stepped back 5 meters, and the two of them stood one by one. Outside the courtyard, another one remained in the courtyard.
After pulling away, Jiang Cheng took out his cell phone and quickly took a photo of the fat man in the yard. His face was still blurry as before.
But this time, Jiang Cheng turned the camera again and took a picture of himself. After seeing the photo, he couldn't help but frown. Yes, his face was also blurry. .
Waving to call the fat man, after showing the photo to the fat man, both of them were a little unsure, "What on earth is going on?" The fat man had a grimace, and there was still pain in his chest, "Alright? Yes, I said, doctor, you are too harsh. This means that I have a good physique. If I were replaced by Yao, Shun, Yu, Li Bai or something, I would have carried him away directly. "
Ignoring Fatty’s complaint, Jiang Cheng was still thinking about the photo. He stared at the phone in his hand, “It seems that this should be some kind of restriction. We can’t use the phone to determine whether it’s a human or a ghost in this mission. "
"So the team that rescued us are not ghosts, right?" The fat man felt a little better.
"That's not necessarily true. Since there is such a restriction, there must be a reason for it. I think there must be something wrong with that team. Maybe this time the ghost didn't mix among us, but hid among them." Jiang Cheng said.
The fat man took out his mobile phone and looked around, "I have an idea. How about we...find someone else to take pictures?"
"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded.
The most indispensable thing in the temple is monks. Fatty Jiangcheng squatted back and forth to meet several groups of monks, but without exception, their faces were all blurred.
“Huh——” Putting down the mobile phone and slowly moving his stiff wrist, the fat man let out a long breath, “It seems that’s really the case. The camera function of the mobile phone is not useful here.”
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Just as the two were thinking about where to look for clues, suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from behind them. The two turned around and saw a slovenly monk smirking at them.
The fat man had an impression of him. He was a silly monk he had met once in the dining hall. If I remember correctly, his Buddhist name was Huicong.
"Master Huicong, this is..." Jiang Cheng did not neglect this man because of his stupidity. On the contrary, he became more and more polite. It is these strange people who need to be careful when traveling in the world.
Hui Cong had two strings of runny nose and waved to the two of them with a very mysterious look, "Hey, come on, come on, honey... I have a treasure for you to see."
Wait for the two of them to leave. Nearby, Monk Huicong wiped his nose with his sleeve indifferently, then looked around decently, and lowered his voice and laughed: "Hey, hey hey, you...you are here, don't the senior brothers know?"
"I don't know." Jiang Cheng said.
After receiving the exact answer, the smile on Monk Huicong's face became even more exaggerated, "Then...that's good, I can only...show these treasures to you."
said Monk Huicong squatted down and mysteriously took out a few paper figures from his tattered cuffs and spread them on the ground. Calling them paper figures was too flattering, but they were actually several human figures torn off paper with his hands. Paper figures There are eight in total, of different sizes, and the edges are quite rough.
But the strange thing is that such a simple paper man can immediately remind people of the old man's team, and each paper man can correspond to one of them.
There are no marks on the paper figure, which is an indescribable resemblance.
"Are these...the people in the west wing?" The fat man looked at these paper figures in surprise, and then raised his head to look at the stupid crazy monk.
Monk Huicong didn't answer, still giggling, his face full of weird anticipation, and he kept gesticulating at the paper figures with his hands, "Hurry, you...you guys, hurry up!"
"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng asked, "Master Huicong, what do you want to tell us?"< br>
At this moment, a loud voice came from the distance, "Junior Brother Huicong, you can make it easy for the brothers to find me!"
Looking around, I saw Monk Huide and his group striding forward. Walking towards here, Monk Huicong's face suddenly changed, and he immediately grabbed the paper man on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.
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