Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

Make a wish to Buddha?

Almost instantly, everyone in the side hall thought of the line of words on the small wooden table.

If you encounter troubles, you can make a wish to Buddha.

That means the old man wished to Buddha to become younger, and Buddha granted his wish by drawing life force from Xiaohua.

Moreover, this energy does not seem to be the power of ghosts or monsters.

[You said, if the power of Buddha's wish isn't considered the power of ghosts or monsters, then if the wish is to kill other players, is that considered players killing players, or is it the natural power of Buddha?]

[The person upstairs shouldn't be talking about horror movies. I feel that since you thought of this, there must have been other people there who thought of it too.]

After hearing this, all the players seemed to fall into deep thought.

[Oh no, I have a feeling things are going to get a little bad. This is a five-star dungeon, after all, and the difficulty is considerable. If I accidentally kill other players, I'll have a hard time clearing the dungeon myself. Although I don't think I'll actually harm anyone, I have a feeling something's going to happen next.]

I feel the same way...

"Click".

The door to the side hall opened here, its click interrupting everyone's thoughts.

The fat monk and the thin monk slowly walked in at that moment.

The fat monk glanced down and noticed that there seemed to be a few fewer people in front of him, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Dear friends, it's time for our meal. Please follow me."

After we finished eating, it was just getting dark.

Almost immediately after it ended, everyone dispersed to their respective locations.

This is, after all, the only time everyone has the right to move around freely after arriving here. If you want to obtain any mission clues, this is the only time.

While everyone else was busy, Nanxi took a break and, like a leisurely person, had a little eyeball figure sitting on her shoulder and wandered around the entire Jingshui Ancient Temple.

Having just finished strolling around, I passed by the side hall where I had spent the afternoon, when I suddenly heard a hoarse, weak wail.

Is anyone there?

"Help me... Is anyone there...?"

It sounds like an old man shouting something.

When Nan led Qiuqiu inside, what she saw was a little flower lying on the cold ground.

The elderly Xiaohua reacted as if she had seen a savior, "I know you! You...you're amazing...your name is...your name is Nanxi!"

"Didn't you eat?"

Nanxi asked curiously.

Although he has a superior memory, he doesn't focus his attention on other people.

There were at least two boats full of people who came to meditate together this time. Even if two of them died, there would still be quite a few left.

So I didn't realize that Xiaohua wasn't there.

"At first, I wasn't used to this body. When that fat master came, I was a little scared and didn't follow him..."

As Xiaohua spoke, her expression gradually changed.

Later, I lay alone on the cold ground, crying and feeling afraid, watching my young body transform into what it is now. In the very end, I was no longer afraid.

"This person's smell has suddenly become strange."

Ball is speaking in my mind.

It's not stupid; it knows that people should cricket behind your back.

Nanxi lowered her eyes and saw a momentary distortion on the face of the elderly Xiaohua on the ground.

Xiao Hua said, "Nanxi, can...can you do me a favor? Please."

"OK."

"I'm begging you, I know you're a good person, I..."

Nanxi's agreement was so readily accepted that Xiaohua was momentarily stunned, simply raising her head blankly and asking, "What did you say?"

I must have misheard.

Even though the woman in front of him was wearing the monk's robes issued by the Jing Shui Ancient Temple, she did not look ugly. Her beautiful face at this moment highlighted a gorgeous and somewhat bewitching charm.

She simply raised an eyebrow and smiled easily: "Sure, what kind of help do you need?"

That smile was so captivating that Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, and only after a long pause did she slowly give her answer.

"I...I want to go to the main hall, can you help me?"

When she said this, Xiaohua's eyes were filled with hatred.

What is Xiaohua going to do in the main hall?

[I guessed in zero seconds that Xiaohua was wishing to regain her youth. You should try it too!]

Is it possible to succeed?

This really makes me curious.

Xiao Hua also realized that her purpose was too clear, and looked at Nan Xi with some worry.

In that case, would Nanxi still help him?

Will do.

Nanxi kept her promise and didn't seem surprised at all after receiving this answer.

She simply waved her finger, and Xiao Hua saw the doll-like little figure on Nan Xi's shoulder jump down, then stretch out its tiny hand and move Xiao Hua, whose body was many times larger than the little figure.

Xiao Hua couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The three of them arrived at the main hall ten minutes later. Nanxi asked Qiuqiu to take Xiaohua inside, while she stood at the door.

"Nanxi, do you still need me to move her back soon?" Qiuqiu asked directly this time.

"Need not."

Nanxi's eyes flashed to the image of Xiaohua lying on the ground, her expression filled with unspeakable resentment.

Moreover, there's a vague feeling that something bad is involved...

Nanxi was confident that when Xiaohua came out again, she would definitely have regained her ability to walk.

"let's go."

The two walked out along the main hall and saw Song Miaomiao, one of the players, on the road.

Song Miaomiao seemed to be stunned for a moment.

He looked at Nanxi, then at the main hall behind Nanxi, and then at the only path leading to the main hall beneath his feet.

"I'm not going to make a wish; I'm searching for clues in this area."

After saying that, Song Miaomiao wished she could slap herself.

Damn it, why did I even bother explaining myself to them?

After listening, Nanxi simply nodded without explaining why she was there, and walked straight outside.

Song Miaomiao stared intently at Nanxi's retreating figure until it completely disappeared from her sight before heading straight for the main hall.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the main hall, we saw an old woman walking out. She looked to be in her fifties.

It wasn't until Song Miaomiao walked out of the main hall that she remembered that the old woman looked somewhat familiar.

If you really want to...

Suddenly, a thought struck her. Although she couldn't remember who the old woman was, she remembered...

The clothes that the old woman was wearing.

That's clearly an outfit worn by an NPC named "Little Flower"!

In a flash, many thoughts raced through Song Miaomiao's mind. Without any hesitation, she rushed towards her accommodation.

I had just arrived here when I saw that something seemed to have happened.

"what……"

"You, you're a damned bastard, you stole my years..."

Lying on the ground was an elderly man who was almost a skeleton, covered in age spots and with all his teeth missing.

[Wow, this was originally a middle-aged old man, now he's become an ultimate old man.]

What an amazing old man!

What they said left me speechless for a moment...

"That wasn't your era!"

Xiao Hua, who had turned into an old woman, had tears in her eyes and was filled with indescribable resentment as she screamed hoarsely.

"How can this be your time? How can this be? Those are clearly the years you stole! I'm only nineteen! Just because you stole my time, I've taken it back, but it's turned out like this! I'm still so young, so very young!"

She was filled with resentment, and as she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Song Miaomiao could see that Nanxi was standing not far away, calmly watching the scene in front of her.

The old man didn't care about Xiaohua's appearance; he started crawling hysterically.

"Have you realized your mistake?!"

Little Flower went up to the old man and saw him crawling forward frantically without regard for anything else. She became angry and asked, "Where are you going?"

Sudden.

A possibility came to her mind.

next second.

Then I saw the old man, whose face was nothing but a thin layer of skin, give a sinister smile, and his yellowish, cloudy eyes held a hint of madness.

"I...of course I'm going to the main hall. I'll take back the years that belonged to me, just like you did."

Even though he could barely breathe when he spoke, you could still feel the dark and terrifying tone in his words.

It is clearly visible to the naked eye that every time someone makes a wish to Buddha, even if they receive a certain amount of time, that time will be discounted.

When the old man went to make a wish again, even if he could take away time, he would at most return to his original appearance.

Nothing changed, but Xiaohua's youth was sacrificed in the process.

I don't know why.

At this moment, Song Miaomiao suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She suddenly felt a kind of terror, a terror from the five-star dungeon, a terror full of malice, which made her feel cold just thinking about it.

"You're not allowed to go!"

Xiaohua, anticipating her fate, reached out and pulled the old man's arm backward.

The old man grinned maliciously, charging forward with all his might, "I must get to the main hall!"

For a moment, his gaunt face contorted into a hideous expression, making him look less like a human and more like a demon.