Chapter 247 Ask the donor to save me!
Listen to your audience.
Lux stared at the pot of medicinal soup, feeling very shocked in his heart.
Obviously, the information he obtained through the remaining pages of the plot is about the monks in Pudu Temple, which will provide considerable help to the players.
According to the rules of thriller games, the information in the remaining pages of the plot will not deceive people.
Why does this happen?
The two young monks in gray who came over with the medicine looked calm.
Calmly said: "This guest, our master said that your illness has developed too quickly and requires strong medicine to treat you."
“Only by fighting poison with poison can we see miraculous results.”
"If you take this medicine alone, it will naturally be highly poisonous, but in the face of this severe cough, it is a good medicine."
Hearing this, Rikishi turned to look at the audience.
The audience said solemnly: "Brother Li, there is definitely something wrong with this temple."
"Is there a possibility that they are actually on the side of the final believers?"
Lux thought about the information he had obtained and found that this explanation was reasonable.
The information he obtained told him that this Pudu Temple would help the player.
But to a certain extent, believers in the end are also players!
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he realized a possibility.
Those ultimate believers have thought of this a long time ago!
Could it be that this Pudu Temple itself is a trap set by the final believers in advance.
I just want to lure them here and make them fall into a trap!
If this is the case, then they will be in big trouble.
He obviously wanted to come here to get help in dealing with the followers of Final Yan, but in the end, the help came from the other side, trying to trick them!
The two young monks in gray looked at each other and realized that something had been revealed.
One of the young monks suddenly lifted the medicine pot and poured the black medicinal soup on the players present.
Another young monk shouted loudly at the same time: "They refuse to drink medicine!"
"Brothers, the only way to survive is through physical education!"
Some players were unable to dodge and were splashed with hot concoction.
Suddenly, I felt like my internal organs were on fire.
“Cough cough cough cough——”
The coughing became more violent, and blood was even coughed up from his throat.
Just a little bit, and it looks like this.
If you drink this medicinal soup, you will probably cough to death on the spot!
The strong man was furious: "You are seeking death!"
Guandao appeared in his hand and chopped off the neck of a young monk in gray.
The little monk did not dodge in a hurry and his head was cut off directly.
When another young monk in gray clothes saw this, his face showed no fear.
Instead, he looked calm and put his hands together: "Thank you, the donor, for ferrying my senior brother to the endless bliss."
Lux ignored him and asked the audience: "Are there any questions?"
Audience: "Totally dead."
Lux: "That's good."
Boom——
The door to the guest room was kicked open.
Eighteen black-skinned monks, armed with long sticks, rushed in.
They looked solemn and surrounded Rikishi and the others.
The strong man had already pinched the neck of the remaining young monk and used him as a hostage.
Said to them: "Let us go, or this guy will die!"
The black-skinned monks said in unison: "Please give me the trouble to send my little junior brother to endless bliss!"
Then, without caring about the young monk's life or death, he picked up a long stick and started to kill them.
Creak——
The strongman casually broke the young monk's neck: "Okay, okay!"
"In this case, let's kill ourselves!"
He used his extraordinary ability to grow in size again, turned into a little giant, brandished the Guandao, and charged towards the Eighteen Bronze Man.
With one slash, a monk's head flew up.
The warrior in this state is astonishingly brave.
Like an unparalleled warrior on the ancient battlefield, facing these eighteen bronze men was a one-sided massacre.
In the temple courtyard.
Three old monks, Pudu, Puxian and Pushan, stood together with the patient.
Watching the monks in the temple, one after another rush towards the warriors.
Pudu clasped his hands together and asked: "I wonder how the Shadow Living Buddha is doing lately?"
Patient: "Shadow is dead."
The old monk Pudu said with a smile: "Okay! The Shadow Living Buddha has worked hard for many years and traveled around, and finally achieved liberation." The patient didn't know what to say.
As far as he knew, Shadow was not someone who looked down upon death.
He cherishes his life very much. He wishes he could live forever and doesn't want any relief.
It was just bad luck that he happened to bump into a fierce man from the countermeasures bureau and chased him relentlessly. He had no way to go to the sky and no way to the earth, and finally he had no choice but to drink his hatred.
However, in the eyes of Pudu Temple, death is really a kind of relief.
The patient put his hands together and said: "Eminent monks, this group of people is the opportunity for liberation in Pudu Temple."
"Shadow said before he died that as long as Pudu Temple completes this matter and has repaid the karma with him, you can die as you please."
For this copy, the final believers did not only bring back the scraps of information.
Some arrangements had already been made.
The current Pudu Temple is one of them.
This was a piece dropped by Shadow, one of the few archbishops of the Final Believers, who personally took action during his lifetime.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
Hearing this, the three old monks all showed relieved smiles on their faces.
"It's really wonderful."
"After waiting for so long, I can finally feel relieved."
Seeing the warriors leading the crowd, they chopped down the monks one by one and fought their way out.
The patient said: "I leave it to you here."
He needs to stay away, lest these players ignore the monk and forcefully come to kill him.
As a sick patient, he did not dare to get too close to these people.
It's better to keep your distance.
When Lux saw the patient running away, he was filled with hatred.
He exerted force on his legs and chased in the direction of the patient's escape.
Even if you can't kill him with a trap, it's still a good strategy to control him and prevent him from continuing to cause trouble.
However, three old monks stopped in front of him, and a tall golden statue appeared behind them. It was an angry-eyed Vajra with a majestic head and horns, holding a Zen staff.
Pudu clasped his hands together: "Donor, the sea of suffering is endless, and there is no shore when I turn back. Please help me, the donor, to free me from the endless sea of suffering."
The Dharma Prime Minister waved his Zen staff, smashed it at the strong man, and collided with Guandao.
The strong man's voice was like thunder: "Get out of my way!!"
He had no intention of getting entangled with these three old monks. Killing monsters in this thrilling game would not gain experience, but would consume his own energy. He used his extraordinary ability to transform into a little giant macho man, which was overloaded. Once the maintenance time expired, After a long time, internal injuries will occur after returning to the original state. In severe cases, the internal organs will be destroyed.
Taking advantage of this opportunity to capture the patient would be the most profitable.
However, the three old monks did not let him pass at all. They fought with him with their Dharma images. While fighting, they also thanked him frantically: "Thank you so much for your benefactor, you saved me from suffering at Pudu Temple!"
"Please give me more strength, we can hardly hold it anymore!"
"The benefactor's move is of great merit, and I think he will soon be able to escape from the sea of suffering!"
……
The words of the three old monks were very sincere.
You can hear it, it comes from the heart.
Finally, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, the warrior held the sword and chopped down all three old monks.
The other players, led by those who closed their eyes and the audience, also eliminated all other monks.
There were only three of them left in the huge Pudu Temple.
However, the players also paid a price. Two players had already passed out due to severe coughing and fierce fighting, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.
Seeing this scene, the strongman felt extremely aggrieved. After his body returned to its original shape, tearing pain spread from all over his body. There was fire in his heart, but he didn't know where to vent it.
People like myself, after expending so much effort, only killed the monks in Pudu Temple and did not cause any harm to the patients at all.
Moreover, this is more like a reward for these monks themselves...
"Cough cough cough——"
Waves of violent coughing lingered in Lux's ears.
This voice reminded him that he must make a decision as soon as possible without delaying it any longer.
Let these people continue to cough, otherwise someone will really die!
And he himself couldn't think of any way to solve this problem.
At this time, he remembered what Su Ming said before.
Lux: "Let's go to the small clinic that the miracle master mentioned first to see if we can solve the cough problem!"
I can only use a dead horse as a living horse doctor to see if it works.
In his mind, the clinic was nearby.
The last day of November!
I actually got more than 700 monthly tickets this month.
I didn’t expect there to be so many.
Thank you very much for your support!
There are a lot of things going on recently, and the update time is a mess.
In the past few days, updates were stuck.
Try to stabilize the time tomorrow.
(End of chapter)