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Chapter 547

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On the other side.

Xu Anjing followed the location sent by Li Changge and arrived in front of a luxurious villa.

"Hiss."

Xu Anjing gasped in the cool evening air.

But the reason she gasped was not because she was shocked by the villa's grandeur.

It was because she also felt a disgusting smell the moment she stepped into the villa. It made her want to vomit.

Dead.

This woman named Qiqi.

The woman who used to smile so sweetly and beautifully was now deader than dead.

He was a doctor.

He was a professional in judging life and death.

He did not perform CPR on Qiqi.

It was not because he could not bring himself to do it.

It was because he could see at a glance that Su Xiaosu did not show any mercy. Qiqi's chest caved in and her heart and lungs were shattered. Even the gods could not save her.

"Why does a woman have to make things difficult for another woman?"

Hu Sandao just remembered that the 1.99 meter super vegetarian in front of him was actually a woman.

He could not help but mourn for Fatso who was repeatedly pushed off the train not long ago.

Your life in the future will not be easy!

"Is there any hint?"

Hu Sandao turned his head and asked.

Su Xiaosu shook her head.

The meaning was clear.

She was an ordinary person.

Not an apostle.

But why?

Hu Sandao frowned and no longer paid attention to the body that was gradually turning cold by the wall. He started to think.

He did not blame Su Xiaosu for being too ruthless.

After all, Qiqi had already used this method to attack them.

If Hu Sandao and Su Xiaosu had not been warned by Irin in advance, they might have already fallen into her trap.

In Hu Sandao's view, this Daybreak Psychological Counseling Center looked ordinary.

But it was full of mysterious mechanisms.

Whether it was the space-time tunnel at the entrance.

Or perhaps it was the multiple choice question that had tortured his soul over and over again.

In fact, it was a process of "breaking the defense".

After letting the mind of the person let down their guard, it was supplemented by a mysterious fragrance. In a certain way, it achieved the goal of controlling the mind of the person.

Hu Sandao covered his nose and said, "It seems that the fragrance is getting stronger. We should not stay here for long."

This strange fragrance was not to the extent that one would immediately fall into a trap after smelling it. In his opinion, this fragrance should be refined from some kind of medicine and not a tool from the Inner World.

If it really was a prop from the Inner World, they should have been affected from the moment they smelled it.

An apostle's willpower attribute was much higher than an ordinary person's. This level of hallucinogenic incense was not enough to affect Hu Sandao and Su Xiaosu too much.

The duo ignored Qiqi's corpse and rushed out of the door.

When they returned to the hall, they stopped at the same time.

The hall was packed with people.

Whether it was the staff of the psychological counseling center or the customers, they had all gathered in the hall at some point in time.

When Su Xiaosu and Hu Sandao appeared, everyone looked at them in surprise.

Their pupils constricted involuntarily.

In front of him was a sea of people.

It was like a black lake.

The way they looked at Hu Sandao and Su Xiaosu was extremely strange. Their eyes were filled with disgust and fear, as if they were looking at some kind of monster.

"Demon."

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Immediately after, everyone in the hall agreed.

"Demon."

"Demon."

"Demon, demon, demon."

"Demon …"

Gradually, the word "demon" came out from everyone's mouth and converged into one voice.

"Demon."

The voices became louder and louder, as if the unanimous condemnation could bring them strength.

Hu Sandao slowly exhaled and said in a low voice, "Demon, are they talking about us?"

Su Xiaosu's expression did not change. She only clenched her fist and said, "It's possible."

Hu Sandao turned his palm over and his five fingers trembled slightly.

It was a specially made mask.

There was a red cross in the middle of the pure white mask.

Since the "Huating City Incident", many people in the group were inspired by that incident and specially ordered a mask to hide their identity during special missions.

After all, no matter what, they were existences that could not be exposed to the light.

Su Xiaosu glanced at Hu Sandao and took out a mask as well.

Stroking the familiar mask, Su Xiaosu's expression was gentle as she smiled.

She suddenly remembered the experience of fighting side by side with Li Erpang in Huating City. They were known as the "Fat Rabbit Couple". Her heart was filled with sweetness.

When the two of them put on their masks, the people in the hall all took out a short dagger from their bosoms.

The dagger had a strange shape. The hilt was wrapped with layers of white gauze and the blade was carved with a layer of strange words.

"Demon must die."

"Demon must die."

"Demon must die."

Everyone's eyes were firm. With daggers in hand, they approached Su Xiaosu and Hu Sandao from all directions in the hall.

The situation made Hu Sandao feel as if he was the bad guy.

It was not a good feeling.

After putting on the mask, no one could see Hu Sandao's expression clearly.

His hand that was holding the scalpel suddenly stopped trembling. It was as steady as an old dog.

It was because he could see at a glance that Su Xiaosu did not show any mercy. Qiqi's chest collapsed and her heart and lungs were shattered. Even the gods could not save her.

It was so shocking.

She really did not want it to happen.

After the rain, the air was filled with a muddy stench.

As time passed, the surrounding light became dimmer.

It was dark.

Soon, the rainwater would wash away the footprints of the six people. Irin would not be able to track them.

"I'm a little unlucky."

Irin estimated the consumption of his Spiritual Energy Value. He quietly set up an invisible psychokinesis above his head and formed an "arc". It was like a small umbrella, blocking the rainwater outside of the membrane.

Psychokinesis had many wonderful uses.

If he controlled his strength well, the consumption would not be too high.

He was a spiritual-type apostle. If he was drenched by the rain, it would be embarrassing.

Although he could not track their footsteps, Irin could roughly guess their destination from the beginning. Tracking their footsteps was just icing on the cake.

"Wait."

A strange thought suddenly appeared in Irin's mind.

"My Luck is too low. Could it affect the weather? It can't be that ridiculous, right? "

Irin had no experience with his Luck getting lower and lower.

His Luck was about to drop below 2.0. This was something that Irin had never thought about in his previous life.

Irin shook his head and temporarily threw this ridiculous thought to the back of his mind.

As he walked, Irin recalled the information about the "Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha".

The Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha was located beside the river. It was carved out of the mountain cliff.

It was started in the first year of Tang Xuanzong's Kaiyuan and was only completed in the 19th year of Tang Dezong's Zhenyuan.

Speaking of which, this Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha, from a certain perspective, could be written into the Little Fatso family tree.

Since the Tang Dynasty, after thousands of years of hardship, the Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha could be said to have repaired many times.

The tourist area also opened and closed, closed and opened again.

In the last century, this was a very prosperous tourist area.

Until … November 11th, 2111.

That night, the four pagodas mysteriously descended and caused a series of disasters.

The sky became a forbidden area and all the satellites fell.

The satellite wreckage dealt a devastating blow to the Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha and instantly destroyed half of the statue.

90% of the plank path to the statue was destroyed.

Although it wasn't too difficult to repair the plank path, the Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha had already lost its Buddha and only had a "big belly" left. It had lost its ornamental value. To repair it would require a large amount of manpower and resources. It also didn't have much historical value. In the end, the Z5 council decided to close this scenic area.

The Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha became the dust of history.

Leaving from the abandoned path, Irin had to climb a mountain. It was a full ten kilometers before he could reach his destination.

When the sound of the river water became clearer, it was already a few hours later.

Irin received Li Erpang's message not long ago and wasn't surprised.

Although there was no signal here, the communication between apostles wasn't affected by external factors.

Unless they weren't in the same space.

Crossing the mountains.

Irin finally arrived in front of the Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha ruins.

Although Irin didn't purposely follow them.

Along the way, he didn't see any traces of the six apostles.

The plank path along the way also had traces of being repaired. It wasn't too difficult along the way.

Irin raised his head. The Pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha was only left with a big belly. The area above the belly was completely destroyed. It was very tragic.

"Is this the place that Sheng Chunrou mentioned?"

"But what's here?"

"Painting? What's the meaning of painting? "

Irin combed his wet hair to the back of his head with a puzzled expression.

Hualala —

Not far away.

It was the surging river water.

This was upstream. After the rain, the river water was even more violent. The turbulence was turbulent and countless waves were swept up.

"Sheng Chunrou should have escaped from here. She passed through the canal and then reached downstream and was fished up."

"Normal people would have died long ago."

Irin looked around the remains of the Buddha statue.

He realized that there was no one here other than him.

"Big Buddha?"

Irin raised his head.

It seemed that the most likely problem was this big Buddha statue that only had half of its body left.

"Eh? What's this sound? "

In the pitter-patter of the rain, a strange sound was faintly discernible.

It was mixed with the sound of rain, wind, breathing, and river water. If Irin didn't listen carefully, he might have inadvertently missed it.

That sound seemed to be coming from the front.

It also seemed to be coming from the mountain wall.

It seemed to be coming from under his feet.

Irin simply closed his eyes and abandoned all distracting thoughts. He focused on identifying the source of this strange sound.

This sound sounded like countless people chanting scriptures in a low voice gathered together.

Although Irin couldn't hear the specific content of the chanting clearly, in this situation, the strange sound gave Irin a very strange feeling. It made his hair stand on end.

As Irin identified the source of the sound, he subconsciously moved around and changed his position.

After an unknown period of time.

Irin suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked surprised. He raised his head and looked at the tall half-body Buddha statue in front of him.

That strange chanting sound came from the half-body Buddha statue.

But that might not be the case.

The half-body Buddha statue leaned against the cliff. Irin could only faintly discern that it came from this direction. It might have come from the inside of the mountain wall.

"Could it be that this place has been hollowed out?"

Irin quickly walked forward and knocked a few times …..

The material was not exaggerated to the point where he could make echoes with his fingers.

Just by feeling, Irin couldn't identify the internal structure of the half-body Buddha statue.

If it was empty, there must be an entrance around here.

Irin was almost certain that the missing people should be in the half-body Buddha statue or in the mountain wall behind the statue.

As for whether those people were still alive, it was still unknown.

"I almost forgot."

Irin suddenly looked startled. He just remembered that he had another trick up his sleeve.

"Come out!"

Irin held Blood Jasmine in his hand and decisively activated his ability.

Bai Xiaoyi laughed delicately. She suddenly appeared like a Balala Little Demon Fairy.

As she spoke, Xu Anjing quickly arrived at the side of the reservoir and forcefully opened the lid.

In an instant, a fishy smell that had been in the cellar for a long time filled the air.

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