Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Da da da—

The sound of hurried footsteps came from not far away.

The vegetable garden has welcomed new guests.

Without leaving a trace, the monk Huiming wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked up towards the entrance of the vegetable garden.

Looking at the group of players, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

To be honest, these were pilgrims I had only known for a day or two, but they made me feel much more at ease than Abbot Kongbei, with whom I had known for many years.

What he feared more than the arrival of these pilgrims was that Abbot Kongbei would turn back again.

Good morning, esteemed benefactors.

As soon as the group approached Monk Huiming and Wusheng, they greeted them with their hands clasped together.

However, Wu Xiaoyou didn't have time to exchange pleasantries with the other party. She simply replied with a casual "good morning" and then took out the red candle she had found in the Evil View Dormitory that night.

He placed the candle in front of the monk Huiming and asked, "Venerable Monk Huiming, is this your candle?"

She told the other players about the situation as soon as she got up this morning.

Based on the itinerary time that Wusheng had previously mentioned, the group went to look for the monk Huiming.

Unfortunately, the other party neither rang the bell nor went to the warehouse to take inventory today.

The players searched in several places but found nothing.

Just as I was about to go to the meditation hall, I discovered that Wusheng had just left the meditation hall and was running towards the vegetable garden.

They had originally planned to go back to the vegetable garden with Wusheng to check on the situation, but they saw Abbot Kongbei talking to Monk Huiming from afar.

Everyone already knew that Abbot Kongbei was no good, so naturally they couldn't bring themselves to ask him anything, and they didn't even want to show themselves in front of him, lest they reveal something.

Therefore, the players waited until Abbot Kongbei left and followed him at a distance to make sure he wouldn't return before coming to the vegetable garden to look for him.

Monk Huiming accepted the red candle.

After looking everyone up and down, he said, "Please come inside with me so we can discuss this further."

He told Wusheng to continue watering the vegetable garden, saying that there was no need for the children to know about these things.

Everyone followed them into the wooden house, making the already small house seem even more crowded.

After closing the door, Huiming immediately frowned and said, "These are indeed the candles I gave you, but didn't you all go to the Sutra Repository last night? Why is there still one candle left?"

In the misty night, without these red candles, it would be impossible to move an inch.

Moreover, each candle can only shelter one person, so there's no situation where everyone crowds together after lighting the candle.

Upon hearing his words, Wu Xiaoyou immediately realized the crux of the problem.

The other party said these were candles he was giving to the players.

However, the red candle was not found in the player's possession, but rather in an empty dormitory.

There's a problem... there must be something wrong here!
“Venerable Monk Huiming, could you please double-check? Or is there anyone else in this temple besides you who can make this kind of special candle?” Wu Xiaoyou continued to ask.

Without hesitation, Monk Huiming replied, "There's no need to look anymore. Only this humble monk in Cibei Temple can make this kind of candle."

At this point, his conversation with Kong Bei inevitably came to mind.

After a brief pause, he sighed and explained, "Because... making this candle requires more than just the bodies of those worshippers; it also needs the blessing of the Golden Cicada's vows."

Then the players suddenly realized what was going on.

In the entire Compassionate Temple, there are only two beings capable of using the power of the Golden Cicada's vow—

He became the Buddha who guides all sentient beings, and Huiming was the son of this guiding force.

Du Ye had no reason to make the candle. He had already committed heinous crimes, so why would he care if anyone was injured by the blood corpses after nightfall?
Then it can only be Huiming making the candles.

"There is just one thing that I find slightly strange."

The monk Huiming raised the red candle and pointed to a strange spot at the very bottom, asking:

"Who took a bite out of this candle? Why are there teeth marks here?"

He was completely stunned when he touched the teeth marks.

Who would take a bite of something of unknown origin?
What's more, this thing isn't even food. Anyone who tries to eat it must be crazy.

Everyone was taken aback.

Looking down, I could indeed see teeth marks under the candle.

"Holy crap! This couldn't have been eaten by a zombie, could it?" the mug exclaimed instinctively.

Only Wu Xiaoyou remained silent after touching the teeth marks while receiving the candle.

She hadn't noticed that last night.

After all, who would turn a candle upside down to look at it for no reason?

But then again, what the mug said isn't right either.

It couldn't have been eaten by a blood zombie.

Others may not know, but he knows that when he found the candle, it was placed neatly in the center of the table, as if someone had deliberately placed it there so that anyone entering the room would not see it.

How could those soulless and mindless blood corpses do such a thing?
Moreover, the door to the Jaken Dormitory was locked at the time, so the blood corpse couldn't get in...

Suddenly, a realization flashed through Wu Xiaoyou's mind.

Yes! The dormitory door is locked!
In other words, this red candle was specifically found by someone who would force open the door!
Although Wu Xiaoyou didn't want to boast, she felt that among these players, there were those who had the ability and were not afraid of the consequences to forcibly open the dormitory door.

Only myself.

The power of the past is the ability to break down doors, and the state of the compassionate Buddhist disciple is a reliance that is unafraid of consequences.

This red candle isn't meant for all players to see, nor is it something to get Huiming's help in solving problems.

It was reserved specifically for myself!
With this thought in mind, Wu Xiaoyou felt reassured and casually put it away.

He said helplessly, "As long as you're sure this candle is useful, one more candle isn't a big deal. Let's talk about the Mandala Stone Gate first."

However, he remained unusually calm as he thought, "Since this candle was specifically given to me, it proves that the person who left it had some message to convey to me, and only I can decipher this message. Even if I gave it to someone else, they wouldn't be able to understand it. That's why it was left there waiting for me to discover it."

Upon hearing Wu Xiaoyou utter the term "Mandala Stone Gate," the monk Huiming and the other players were immediately drawn to it.

After all, this is indeed the most important thing.

Monk Huiming first thanked Wu Xiaoyou, expressing his deep gratitude for her help in clearing away the obsession with black eyes.

In his current memory, the person he had a long talk with in the mountains yesterday was none other than Wu Xiaoyou, and the same was true in the memories of the other players.

Although Wu Xiaoyou still remembers it this way, she has begun to feel that something is not right.

Indeed, in her current memory, after deciphering most of the Buddha statues last night, she immediately joined the others in swarming forward to annihilate the Black Eye Obsession within the secret chamber of the stone gate.

But if we really had the ability to surround and kill them from the beginning, why didn't the enemy escape?
As someone who has accepted the identity of the son of the salvation, how could Black Eye Obsession, with the blessing of the Golden Cicada's vow, not even be able to escape from the Compassion Temple?
This place can be considered his home turf!
Unless, there were some restrictions that forced him to remain in the secret room until he was killed and could not escape.

Logically, players should have noticed this logical flaw very quickly.

But it seemed that no one else had considered this aspect at all.

Or perhaps... they subconsciously ignored this sense of incongruity?
As Wu Xiaoyou smiled and told Monk Huiming that she was welcome, a cold glint appeared in her eyes.

If I hadn't noticed something was off last night, I probably would have subconsciously overlooked a lot of things, just like them.

What force is influencing them? Or rather, why is this happening?

Wu Xiaoyou didn't voice the problems she had noticed. From this moment on, no one around her could be trusted.

Because their memories, and their own memories, are all damaged.

Who knows if anything strange has sneaked in?

She can only find the truth on her own!

"Venerable Monk Huiming, will you be entering the Stone Gate with us tonight?" Ruoshui asked an important question.

After expressing their gratitude, the other party explained why the stone gate was opened.

It turns out that they believed that after eliminating the obsession with the black eye, they were worried that there wouldn't be enough time, so they decided to leave a Buddha statue for today's breakthrough.

As a result, after leaving the secret chamber, the corpse with the lingering obsession of the Black Eyes had a final burst of energy, and with its powerful obsession and the power of the Golden Cicada's vow, it used its last breath to break the Buddha statue.

After all, his obsession was to open the stone gate, go inside, find the Golden Cicada, and attain Buddhahood.

Upon seeing the stone gate open, the obsession in the black eye also burned out, and at that moment, the monk Huiming truly felt the other's dissipation.

However, after experiencing all that happened this morning, he is no longer sure if his obsession has truly dissipated.

There is probably only one method that can be confirmed now.

That means personally going to the secret chamber to see for yourself, or even entering the stone gate to truly fulfill your obsession.

Perhaps, in that case, the voice that seemed like a hallucination in my head would disappear.

"What if there's nothing inside?"

"Where should you go from here?"

For some reason, such a voice suddenly appeared in my mind, as if someone had questioned me before.

Monk Huiming was slightly stunned.

He then slowly lowered his gaze and sighed, "This humble monk will naturally accompany you all tonight."

Even if there is nothing behind the stone gate, it will still put an end to my last wish.

His second half of the sentence didn't sound like an answer to the player's question; it sounded more like he was talking to himself.

The players didn't seem to care.

After all, monks and Taoist priests speak in such a mysterious and enigmatic way.

This wasn't the first time they'd heard strange Zen sayings in this Compassionate Temple.

After discussing the details, everyone left the cabin.

The monk Huiming instructed Wusheng to cultivate at the usual time. He led the players to the familiar, dilapidated warehouse and once again took out the red candles needed for the night from under the floorboards.

At this stage, all clues point to what's behind the stone gate.

During the day, there seems to be nothing left to explore in the Compassion Temple.

After obtaining the red candles, the players only symbolically explored some remote areas of the temple.

The monk Huiming went to find Wusheng to meditate and cultivate together.

Everyone finds their own way to kill time or rest.

Prepare for the nighttime trip to Shimen.

The days at Cibei Temple always seem to pass quickly.

During this rare moment of leisure in the dungeon, the players soon welcomed the night's bells.

A mist began to rise, and blood-soaked corpses roamed freely.

The group skillfully lit red candles, stepped out of their quarters, and quickly headed towards the location of the scripture pavilion.

When they arrived outside the building, the doors to the pavilion were no longer locked as before, but wide open as if welcoming them inside.

The monk Huiming stood guard outside the door, holding a red candle in one hand and tightly gripping the iron chain that locked the door with the other.

It was obvious that he opened the door.

As the head monk, he was responsible for the cashier's duties and the safekeeping of the temple's property.

He always had the key to open the door.

However, since the birth of the Black Eye Obsession, he has never come to the Scripture Pavilion again.

This place was, for him, the origin of all sin.

"Everyone, let's go down into the secret chamber together."

As the monk Huiming turned and entered the scripture pavilion, Wu Xiaoyou subconsciously remarked, "That sounds like he's telling us to go to hell with him."

After saying that, she took a step forward, intending to follow him inside.

"Yeah, I wonder who Satan would tattoo in Hell? I think it would be Guan Yu, since Satan is so evil, he must be a gangster, and of course he has to worship Guan Yu when he's out there."

In a daze, I heard someone behind me seemingly take over my rant and say something even more abstract.

Wu Xiaoyou blurted out instinctively, "If you tell any more hellish jokes in the future, I guess I'll have to get your face tattooed."

However, her words elicited strange expressions from the surrounding players.

The fortress even directly activated the [Code Vision] to observe Wu Xiaoyou.

Seeing that her abnormality index hadn't changed, she asked in confusion:

"Sister Hua, who are you talking to?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoyou turned around abruptly.

He discovered that the other players were standing on either side of him, while there was no one behind him.

The sound I vaguely heard just now didn't exist at all!
A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

She quickly recovered and shook her head, saying, "Oh, it's nothing. I just had a lot on my mind during the day and didn't get enough rest. Let's go inside."

Watching her walk towards the library, the crowd exchanged glances and then followed.

After all, Sister Hua has often exhibited these strange behaviors since entering this instance.

But it was precisely those strange behaviors of hers that were incomprehensible at the time, but which in retrospect turned out to be key to breaking the deadlock, that led everyone to survive to this day without any casualties.

Talking to oneself is no longer a big deal.

Upon entering the Sutra Repository, one sees that the monk Huiming has already taken out his logbook and opened the entrance to the flesh and blood staircase.

Passion Fruit remarked, "Tonight, Sister Hua won't have to painstakingly search through the logs anymore."

"If we and the Venerable Huiming go down, and Kongbei suddenly comes over, wouldn't we all be wiped out underground?" Jinxin raised an eyebrow, somewhat worried.

In response, Monk Huiming shook his head and said, "Benefactor, you need not worry about being trapped. After today, you will no longer need this journal. It will remain in this scripture pavilion forever."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone discovered that the logbook embedded in the mandala pattern, which was used to open the entrance, had completely transformed into a beating heart and lost its book shape.

This also shows the determination of the monk Huiming.

He had no intention of hiding the secret chamber in the stone gate.

From then on, the entrance to the flesh and blood staircase would never be closed again.

Tonight, he will let go of everything he once held dear! (End of Chapter)