Taoist Master, wishing for a sacrifice-based system

Chapter 51 A ruthless bandit hired for three million! Sneaking up Qingyun Mountain in the dead of night!

Jueyuan stopped using his prayer beads.

He opened his eyes.

The whites of his eyes were covered with blood vessels.

There was a cold, sinister light in his pupils that didn't belong to a monk.

He made a decision.

He knew that once he made a decision, there would be no turning back.

He picked up his phone.

I found a number without a name in the contact.

He had saved this number for a long time.

It was left to him by someone he met at a religious ceremony many years ago.

That person is not a Buddhist.

They are not even Chinese.

The man only said one sentence: "Master, if you ever encounter any problems you can't handle in the future, you can contact me."

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Jueyuan smiled and shook his head at that moment.

He said, "Amitabha, there is nothing this humble monk cannot handle."

But he still saved the number.

Because Jueyuan never closes off any way out.

just now.

This was his last resort.

He dialed the phone.

It rang three times.

connected.

The voice on the other end spoke in broken Mandarin.

"who?

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"It's me. Jueyuan."

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There was a two-second silence.

"Oh, Master. Long time no see. What is it?"

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Jueyuan's lips moved a few times.

It's like chewing on an extremely bitter word.

Then he said it.

The voice was very low.

So low it looked like it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I want to make a place disappear."

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There was a five-second silence on the other end of the phone.

How big is the place?

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"Not big. About 200 square meters. A small Taoist temple."

How clean do you want it?

Jueyuan clenched his fingers tightly around the prayer beads.

The knuckles are turning white.

"The cleaner the better."

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There was another three seconds of silence.

"The price isn't cheap."

"How many?"

A number was reported on the other end.

Three million.

Jueyuan's temples started throbbing again.

Three million.

This is practically the last remaining asset in the temple's accounts.

After spending this money, I won't even be able to pay next month's water and electricity bills.

But he no longer cared.

He has only one thought in his mind right now.

As long as that dilapidated Taoist temple disappears.

everything will get better.

The pilgrims will return.

The donation box will be refilled.

He is still the revered Master Jueyuan.

He will make a comeback.

Will.

"Okay," Jueyuan said.

"When?"

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"The sooner the better."

"Okay. Three days from now. We'll do it at dawn. Send me the address."

Jueyuan hung up the phone.

Put down your phone.

He picked up the string of Buddhist prayer beads on the table.

Hands clasped together.

Close your eyes.

He started chanting scriptures.

They were reciting the Rebirth Mantra.

The Rebirth Mantra is used to help the souls of the deceased find peace.

Whom is he performing a ritual to help to be reborn in the afterlife?

He didn't know it himself.

three days later.

late at night.

1:17 AM.

Located in the suburbs of Yunzhou City, at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

A black van without license plates was parked beside the dirt road at the foot of the mountain.

The car lights were off.

The engine shut down.

The entire car resembled a silent black stone, embedded in the night.

The car door opened.

Three people got out of the car.

The first man was very tall, nearly 1.9 meters. His shoulders were as broad as a doorway. He was bald, and had an old scar on his neck that ran from his left ear to his collarbone. He carried a military green canvas bag in his left hand. The bag was heavy.

The second man was shorter and thinner, wearing a black baseball cap pulled low, revealing only the lower half of his face. He had an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips. There was a bulge at his waist.

The third person was the youngest, around twenty years old, with distinctly mixed-race features: a high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, and light-colored pupils. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his windbreaker.

The three people stood beside the car and remained silent for a few seconds.

The bald man asked in somewhat broken Mandarin, "This mountain?"

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The baseball cap nodded.

He took his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the location sent by Jueyuan on the screen.

"At the foot of the mountain, there's a small Taoist temple. It's about 200 square meters. There are no walls or security cameras. Two people live inside, a man and a woman."

"No security guards?"

"No. Just a young Taoist priest in a tattered robe."

The bald man snorted.

"Three million to blow up a dilapidated temple. That's an easy job."

He patted the canvas bag in his hand.

The contents of the bag made a dull clattering sound.

Those who know what that sound is can recognize it immediately.

The young mixed-race man glanced up at the mountain.

Under the moonlight, the outline of Qingyun Mountain resembles a giant beast lying on the ground.

There is the silhouette of a cluster of buildings on the mountainside.

That's Daen Temple.

The magnificent eaves and upturned corners were faintly visible under the moonlight.

At the foot of the mountain, the Taoist temple is hidden behind a grove of trees and is almost invisible.

"Let's go," the bald man said.

The three people closed the car door.

No flashlight was used.

No extra sound was made.

We walked uphill along the path at the foot of the mountain.

The footsteps were very light.

So quiet that it didn't even disturb the stray cats on the roadside.

This is the professionalism of a professional.

The refinement bought with three million.

at the same time.

Qingyun Temple.

One o'clock in the morning.

Qin Du sat on the stone steps in the courtyard.

He was holding an enamel teacup in his hand.

A laptop is placed in front of me.

A game is playing on the screen.

He's playing ranked matches.

Su Nian was already asleep.

The lights in the side hall were turned off half an hour ago.

The entire Taoist temple was quiet and peaceful.

The aura of the Tranquil Mind Array flowed in the night breeze.

The air was filled with a fresh scent of grass, trees, and earth.

The moon overhead was very round.

It's round like a copper coin.

Qin Du finished a game.

Won.

MVP.

He is satisfied.

I put down the mouse, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

Then he glanced at the system panel.

After the Shen Che case was settled, coupled with the scattered income accumulated from individual worshippers during this period, his incense value had risen to a number that made him feel very comfortable.

More than five thousand three hundred.

Qin Du put down his teacup.

I opened the system store.

He's been thinking about something lately.

The Taoist temple is becoming more and more famous.

The greater the fame, the more people it attracts.

The more people you recruit, the higher the proportion of lunatics among them will be.

There have been people like Li Hao who came to ruin the reputation of the business.

There are people like Sun Hao who are instigated to cause trouble.

Who knows what other people might come next?

Qin Du is not afraid of people making wishes.

Heaven will punish them.

But what he fears are those who don't make promises but come directly to cause trouble.

Heaven grants wishes.

But Heaven doesn't care if someone climbs over the wall in the middle of the night and smashes things.

There is no such rule in the current system.

So he needs something.

Something that can protect the Taoist temple.

He browsed through the store.

He found an item that he had looked at several times before but could never afford.

【Mist Mountain Protection Formation - Beginner Level】

Price: 4800 Incense Points

[Effect: Generates a controllable mist barrier within the area of ​​the mountain where the Taoist temple is located. Within the barrier, those who harbor ill will towards the temple will fall into a "lost" state, unable to discern directions, with the duration proportional to the intensity of their malice. Those with extremely strong malice may trigger a "psychic illusion," seeing their deepest fears in the hallucination.]

[Note: This formation is ineffective against those with no malicious intent. Ordinary pilgrims and tourists are unaffected.]

Qin Du looked at the instruction.

He glanced at his incense points balance again.

More than five thousand three hundred.

There are still over 500 left after buying it.

enough.

He didn't even think twice.

I clicked "Redeem".

[Ding. Misty Mountain Protection Formation - Beginner Level, redeemed.]

Current incense offering value: 5316 → 516

[Formation deployment in progress —]

Deployment complete.

[Coverage Area: Centered on Qingyun Temple, with a radius of 800 meters. Includes the entire main body of Qingyun Mountain.]

Qin Du felt an extremely subtle vibration.

It wasn't ground vibration.

It's the vibration of the air.

It was as if the entire mountain had "hummed".

Then everything returned to calm.

The moonlight was still so bright.

The wind was still so gentle.

The courtyard remained as quiet as ever.

Nothing has changed.

But Qin Du knew.

Everything has changed.

From this moment on, the entire Qingyun Mountain was within the coverage area of ​​the formation.

Anyone who harbors ill will towards the Taoist temple will go astray once they step into this area.

Unable to tell which way to go.

The target cannot be found.

Can't get out.

Like an invisible spider web.

You can't see it.

But it can sense you.