Chapter 332

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's name resounded. In front of the monk, a Buddha bead floated up, emitting a gentle and upright radiance, illuminating the place once again. Su Bai knew that this Buddha bead hid a Sarira. This was considered the monk's trump card.

When the light shone again, the darkness and suffocating feeling subsided. At the scene, another person died.

It was the Yunnan local veteran who had just decided to leave. There was almost no intact skin on his body. It wasn't accurate to say that his skin was lacerated, because the wounds appeared to be arranged randomly but orderly. The fatal wound should be the big hole in his chest. It had completely pierced through his body, and all the organs in his body were almost crushed into meat paste.

The state of his death was very miserable. Even the surrounding audience who were considered knowledgeable felt a little sorry for him. After all, the fox grieved for the rabbit's death.

There was still half a cigarette left in Su Bai's hand. He placed it at the side of his mouth and took another puff. Then, he shook off the ash and gently puffed out the smoke from his nostrils. At this moment, he seemed to be a spectator, but Su Bai also knew that he had actually participated in it every time. The first time at the coffin, it was because of his special body that he didn't go crazy after carrying it. If he didn't … Looking at the bald man lying on the ground, Su Bai wasn't sure whether the monk would carry him on his back to protect him. Maybe he would, but he wasn't sure. As for the second and third time, he first felt the cat's paw on his shoulder, and then he looked into the cat's eyes. In fact, he had wandered on the edge of life and death.

Now, in Su Bai's mind, the reason why he didn't die during the second and third time, was it because he had the smell of Lucky on him? Su Bai remembered that cats seemed to like rubbing their eyes or hair on people because it made them feel more comfortable. However, Lucky didn't seem to have this habit. That incomparably cold cat was more gentle when dealing with the little guy, but it treated other people with a disdainful attitude.

At this time, Tang Zhengguo didn't care about his dead companion at all. He quickly walked up the altar, and all the audience, including the monk, followed him up the altar.

This was their ultimate goal for coming here. As for those who died, let them die. Fellow Daoists die, not me. As long as I'm still alive, I have to treat myself as if I'm alive and do things.

The monk's Sarira was still floating, and it seemed like it could last for a long time.

Maria even left the bald man below and came up. As for whether she would carry him on her back, no one knew. Even if she chose to ignore him in the end, there was nothing wrong.

At the top of the altar was more like a viewing platform. Generally, there would be such a setting in the Mingchuan Mountains to make it convenient for tourists to come here to view.

However, it was obvious that these people were only stunned by the "scenery" they saw before they began to copy the carvings on the top.

Su Bai was not interested in this. He did not understand arrays, so it was useless for him to look at them. Instead, he was thinking about what was absorbing the essence of the village outside. Su Bai wasn't interested in it. He didn't understand formations, so there was no need for them to do so. But now, Su Bai was pondering in his heart. What was it that was absorbing the essence of the village outside?

It was probably not these black cats, because they were too powerful. There was no need for them to do so. Then, what could it be?

The corpse lying in the coffin?

It seemed like there was no need to do so. An empty coffin could already give veterans a scalp numb pressure. If the one inside was to come out, it would definitely be a scene of a drought demon coming out of it. It was absolutely impossible for it to be so stingy.

Excluding the cat and the resident in the coffin, then, what other options were there?

Did Yao Zhe really not come in?

Su Bai looked at the two corpses and the unconscious bald man.

Why were the two of them the target?

When the rest of the people were at the top of the altar, Su Bai walked down alone. The light range of the monk's sarira was limited. He noticed Su Bai's unconventional behavior again, but he couldn't follow Su Bai. Perhaps, the monk could also sense that Su Bai seemed to have a special familiarity with this place.

Su Bai squatted in front of Zhu Xunfei and reached out to search Zhu Xunfei's body. The rest of the people on the altar thought that Su Bai was searching for the instrument on Zhu Xunfei's body to make a fortune from the dead. They also cursed Su Bai's selfishness and low limit in their hearts. But only Su Bai knew what he was looking for.

Sure enough, in Zhu Xunfei's pocket, he felt a hard thing. He took it out and saw that it was a stone. This stone?

Su Bai closed his eyes. In his mind, the journey and scenes since he entered this place began to appear. Then, he finally thought of where this stone came from. It was a part of the base of the humanoid stone statue. This Zhu Xunfei actually broke this stone and put it in his pocket.

This stone, what was so special about it? Or could it be that those black cats regarded him as their hunting target because of this action of Zhu Xunfei?

Su Bai exerted a little force in his palm, and the stone slowly caved in. But when Su Bai removed the force in his palm, the stone slowly returned to its original state.

No, this was not a stone. This was another special material!

Su Bai licked his lips and touched the second dead senior listener. On this listener, there was also an identical stone.

Taking a deep breath, Su Bai began to relax his thoughts. Previously, there was already a preconceived wrong thinking. This time, he couldn't be prejudiced again.

Both of them had purposely broken off a piece of stone from under the statue and placed it in their pockets?

When they knew that this was not a good place, they still dared to do this?

No, no.

Su Bai shook his head gently and changed his train of thought.

Or did the cat purposely place the stones on them after killing the two of them?

Then what was this stone used for?

Su Bai now realized that it seemed like a really wrong decision for them to enter this place. The secrets of this place were not even something that the veterans could touch. Everyone had come in purely out of the mentality of gamblers betting all their money on it.

Soon, Su Bai thought of another idea. That was, the people were killed by cats. Could it be that the stones were also placed by cats?

Both stones were held in Su Bai's hands. Suddenly, a sticky liquid seeped out of the stone. Su Bai's hands were quickly covered with a layer of black dragon scales. Two wisps of green smoke immediately rose from Su Bai's palms, giving off a foul smell.

The stones also began to soften rapidly, and the countless green insects turned into ashes in the midst of their struggle.

These weren't rocks, they were two groups of insects!

Su Bai raised his head abruptly and looked around. There were such stones everywhere, including walls, sculptures, steps, and so on. Everything was made of this kind of stone. Could it be that …

Could it be that this was a nest of insects?

"Amitabha, the radiance of the Sarira can only continue for five minutes," the monk said.

Su Bai clapped his hands and stood up. He did not tell the others about his discovery, but put his hands in his trouser pockets. To be honest, this was really a dark satire. The target of satire was this group of veterans, who were all looking for opportunities for themselves. The target of satire was the broadcast. There were spiritual and evil creatures that sucked people's essence, but they did not issue a realistic mission to solve it.

Now, it seemed that he, a psychopath, was the most concerned about this matter.

Could it be that after becoming a father, his heart had really softened a lot?

However, thinking about the little fellow and the row of new tombstones when he entered the village, as well as the young child's face on the tombstones, Su Bai suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart.

Ji Xiang came from here. Back then, it was very likely that it was brought out by that cheap father of his. Since Ji Xiang was called Ji Xiang, then was there a black cat called Ruyi?

For a moment, Su Bai could not help but laugh. At this time, he was still thinking about this.

"Kacha …"

A crisp sound rang out.

Su Bai raised his head and found that everyone on the altar had also stopped what they were doing. They all looked at the unknown in the middle. There, Tang Zhengguo was holding the jade box with an infatuated expression.

Tang Zhengguo's face was full of infatuation, with a hysterical attitude. He did not care about anything, did not care about anything. He had already entered a demonic state.

In a trance, Su Bai seemed to be able to imagine a scene. At this time, there was a faceless man in white standing behind Tang Zhengguo, holding a lantern that emitted a green light in his hand.

"Old Tang, put it down, quickly put it down!"

"Stop, Old Tang!"

Everyone shouted Tang Zhengguo's name.

Demons, more than one demon, surrounded everyone. Every once in a while, someone would go crazy or die.

This wasn't a place that veterans could set foot in at all. However, since they had overestimated themselves and came here, they could only admit defeat one by one. While their companions were dying one after another, they could also copy and comprehend more things. This was also an excellent thing.

The audience's ecosystem, the most essential side, was completely revealed at this time.

Tang Zhengguo lifted the jade box.

Then, Tang Zhengguo's entire body began to melt, turning into a pile of green foamy mucus, while the jade box steadily returned to its original position in the distance.

At the same time, the sarira in the monk's hand seemed to be disturbed by something at this time. The light actually began to tremble, and the brightness and width of the illumination greatly decreased. Originally, it could barely radiate towards Su Bai, but now, Su Bai was suddenly drowned in darkness.

"Pfft …"

Su Bai felt a sudden chill on his neck. Then, an extremely sharp wound appeared on his neck.

F * ck.

"Meow …" A cat's meow came from behind Su Bai.

Is it my turn?

Ruyi.

What are you doing …