Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

"I really want to thank Nanxi for your help. If it weren't for you, it definitely wouldn't have been easy for us to break through the tentacles' encirclement."

As soon as they disembarked, Song Miaomiao immediately came over.

She was on the second ship and had a clear view of what was happening ahead.

They also know what Nanxi did.

Nanxi waved her hand: "It's nothing."

The other people also came over to say hello, which meant that the players who participated in the dungeon had gotten to know each other.

The people on the second ship were puzzled as to why Wu Sanxiao's face was flushed red on the first ship. They wondered what he had been thinking about and why he kept his head down in shame the whole time.

"Maybe he's looking for his face that fell to the ground."

When asked by others, Nanxi glanced at Wu San and calmly spoke.

Wu San: "..." He wanted to die even more.

Hahahaha.

It seems that Wu San remembered what had just happened after emerging from his hallucination.

[Social death, this is the real social death.]

After everyone disembarked, they saw that the two gaunt boatmen did not get off the boat, but instead boarded it and left.

"Has someone come down?"

Passerby A squinted at the entrance of Jing Shui Ancient Temple and could vaguely see two figures slowly walking down.

Just as the group was talking, the two figures dressed in monks' robes arrived in front of them.

After Nanxi got a clear look at the two people, her eyes darkened slightly.

The ball in her mind couldn't help but exclaim, "Nanxi, isn't that the fat and thin monk who appeared at the end of the opera performance?"

That's right.

Appearing before the crowd were two monks, one fat and one thin. The fat monk had a face full of fleshy muscles and looked unsteady in his loose Taoist robe. His round head was squeezed so much by his fleshy muscles that his eyes were reduced to tiny slits, from which a glint of light shone.

The thin monk was indeed tall and thin, with prominent cheekbones, lifeless eyes, and a generally dull appearance.

Aren't these the two monks I saw in the old house in Xiyuan?

Not only Qiuqiu, but also the people in the live chat immediately remembered it.

These two are wicked monks!

[I remember it all. It's something I can't let go of. If it weren't for those two monks, maybe that actor and young lady couple would have met. It was because of those two that they used some kind of formation to kill everyone in the old West Garden mansion!]

These two guys were originally from this Jing Shui Ancient Temple...

I have no idea how bad this Jing Shui Ancient Temple could be.

[Hehehe, if I encountered these two monks, I might know who the male guest in this instance is, hehehe...]

【I know too.】

[The Hardness of a Pure Diamond – Xi Jin!]

Hahaha, I'm already looking forward to it!

The fat monk and the thin monk stood before the crowd. The thin monk spoke first: "E-E-Fellow benefactors..."

Before he could finish speaking, the fat monk next to him interrupted him with a smile.

"Greetings, everyone. You must be the ones selected to participate in this meditation retreat. My fellow practitioner and I are here on behalf of Jing Shui Ancient Temple to guide you. It's getting late, so please follow me."

He spoke with a smile, which made him seem very kind.

In addition, the Taoist robes, representing a Buddhist temple that inspires safety, easily put people at ease and put them at ease.

Everyone followed the fat and thin monks upwards.

Xiao Hua walked at the end of the group, looked at the huge plaque that read "Jing Shui Ancient Temple", and then looked back at the lake behind her.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Hua suddenly heard that kind voice in her ear. Startled, she turned her head and saw the fat monk beside her.

When the fat monk laughed, his chubby cheeks bulged out: "Are you thinking about what happened on the lake, wondering why the Still Water Temple is like this?"

How did he know!

Xiao Hua was shocked.

A dark light appeared in the fat monk's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He chuckled and said, "Don't you believe in Buddha? What happened on the lake was all an illusion, a test from Buddha. No one was actually harmed."

"Really?" Xiaohua asked with some doubt.

The fat monk said, "Of course. If you have doubts, then you should give up this opportunity for meditation. Shall I have someone send you back?"

The fat monk was so sincere throughout that Xiaohua immediately put aside her doubts and began to feel reluctant to give up this rare opportunity.

This is a real opportunity to meditate inside the Jing Shui Ancient Temple!

"I want to go back!"

Xiao Li, who had somehow ended up at the back of the line, raised her hand and shouted loudly. Her voice startled everyone, and even the thin monk at the front of the line stopped in his tracks.

Xiaoli, however, paid no heed to any of that. Her face covered in cold sweat, she quickly approached the fat monk: "I want to go back! I don't want to meditate anymore! I want to go back right now!"

What happened on the ship was absolutely horrible.

The beautiful woman on the water, and the strange and terrifying words spoken by Nanxi and the others, made Xiaoli unable to hold on any longer. When she heard the news that she could go back, she couldn't wait to sign up.

The fat monk looked up, saw everyone staring at him, and his expression darkened for a moment.

It seems that dissatisfaction caused such a sensation.

Xiaoli, however, was already on edge and jumped up, shouting, "You're lying to me! You're not lying to me!"

"How could that be?"

The fat monk's smile had vanished. "How about this," he said, "if you really want to go back, I'll have my senior brother take them first. I'll put you on the ship back now, and then we'll catch up with them, how about that?"

This is a feasible solution.

Xiaoli nodded vigorously.

Things took a strange turn. The fat monk took Xiaoli back, while the others continued on their way. Before leaving, the fat monk asked the group, "Is there anyone else who wants to go back? Anyone is welcome to do so."

Unfortunately, none of the remaining people planned to go back.

Nanxi and the others had only been following the thin monk for twenty minutes when they heard shouts from behind from the fat monk.

It turned out that after he saw Xiaoli off, he caught up with the group's whereabouts.

"Thank goodness, we made it in time."

The fat monk was panting heavily when he arrived right in front of Nanxi.

Nanxi's eyelashes twitched: "Why are your clothes dirty?"

"clothing?"

The fat monk seemed puzzled for a moment, then looked down and discovered that his originally dusty robe was now stained with large patches of blood, especially on the front of his chest. The bright red blood seemed not to have dried completely; it was dark red and carried a strong, pungent smell of blood.

Even the fat monk's face was splattered with a few drops of blood, making his kind face instantly look menacing.

The fat monk seemed oblivious to everything, chuckling as usual and scratching the back of his head. "Well, when I came back, I found an injured titmouse. I was going to heal it, but it wouldn't listen, so I converted it."

Nanxi was very close to him and he could see it clearly.

When the fat monk spoke these words, there was blood on his exposed teeth.

"Xiang, Xiang, I..."

The skinny monk seemed to smell something, swallowed hard, and then stared blankly at the fat monk. Before he could finish speaking, the fat monk smacked him on the head, and then he continued walking forward.

Do you believe the fat monk was referring to a titmouse?

Do you believe in the titmouse or do you believe I am Qin Shi Huang?

Wow, I pay my respects to Qin Shi Huang!

Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!

Nanxi and the other players exchanged glances, but their eyes did not relax too much.

So far, everything I've experienced seems too ordinary. The tranquility of a five-star dungeon is precisely where the most dangerous place lies.

After walking with them for a few more minutes, Nanxi saw the interior of the temple and saw many monks in robes coming and going.

The fat and thin monks, however, simply led everyone to the most magnificent room in the very center.

"You have been traveling for a long time today and must be tired. I will take you to pay your respects to the Buddha and then take you to rest."

The fat monk offered a very considerate explanation, and then led the group into the main hall.

The main hall was built to be extremely magnificent, with hundreds of longevity lamps on both sides. At this moment, there were two rows of monks kneeling in the hall, striking wooden fish, with dense chanting filling the air.

Just then, looking up, one could see the golden Buddha statue, its appearance solemn and dignified, its round and solemn features. Just looking at it made one feel as if they were bathed in an indescribable holy light, and all the filth in their body was completely cleansed.

"Wow!"

Many people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and admiration in hushed tones.

If the events that happened in the lake before left me with some doubts about Jing Shui Ancient Temple, now I have absolutely no doubts.

Nanxi raised her head with a half-smile, feeling the surging energy within her body.

She is now considered a demigod, and has accumulated a considerable amount of ghostly energy within her.

The moment they entered the ancient temple with this ghostly aura, the ghostly aura surged and boiled, as if they had encountered some kind of opponent.

In that very instant.

The golden Buddha statue seemed to come alive, its eyes fixed intently on Nanxi.