Chapter 49

[This … How long has it been? What's happening over there?]

[Did we poke a hornet's nest? The village was so quiet just a moment ago. Why are there people and ghosts all of a sudden?]

"F * ck, what did they do?"

The rookies were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

They had only taken a few steps, how did they cause such a huge commotion? Not only were the ghosts swarming over, the villagers were also in a crazed state. Their faces were distorted as they chased after them without thinking.

"Don't worry about that for now. Let's run to the temple first!"

Zong Jiu turned back. The poker card at his fingertips made a rustling sound in the cold air before it sank into the tree stump with a loud thud.

Vision in the forest was greatly obstructed, not to mention they were currently surrounded.

Everyone's movements were not slow. They raised shields, threw charms, and chanted innumerable incantations.

Azan frowned as he looked at the ghosts. For a moment, he could not tell which belonged to the villagers, which belonged to the leaves, and which were the real evil ghosts. Therefore, he simply chanted a few incantations on the spot and released a portion of the small ghosts from the Soul Summoning Banner.

In an instant, a chilly wind blew in the forest, sending withered leaves flying.

Although they tried their best to avoid direct conflict with the villagers, there was nothing they could do about it. They could only run as fast as they could. The group of people ran as fast as they could, their screams rising and falling. Soon, they arrived in front of the temple.

Coincidentally, the sky had just brightened. The stooped black-robed figure in front of the temple just happened to close the door. He used a dustpan to carry water and leaves, sprinkling them on the ground as he swept the dust.

The trainees could not care less. They rushed into the temple like a swarm of bees and quickly pulled at the temple door's handrails. A group of people shouted as they closed the temple door that had just been opened. In the end, someone even took out his special tool to lock the door.

After the temple door was locked, the entire temple hall darkened. Only the lotus lamp beside the clay Bodhisattva's memorial tablet still emitted a faint light.

Granny Yin looked at their actions, but didn't go up to stop them. Instead, she frowned. "Who are you? How dare you be impudent in front of Bodhisattva?"

Zong Jiu gave Xu Sen a look, and the latter took the initiative to negotiate with Granny Yin.

He turned his gaze to the other team.

"Damn it, there's really something wrong with that woman."

A B-level old man, Cao Hongtao, scolded. Looking down, there was a shocking bloody bite mark on his hand.

After the Zong Jiu's team asked for the information, the old man's team immediately realized that the woman was lying. Therefore, they wanted to coerce the other party into telling the truth. Coincidentally, Cao Hongtao had learned a little about interrogation and torture, so he volunteered.

Killing an NPC might cause the entire storyline of the quest to collapse, but making the NPC suffer a little was not a problem. The old people who had seen all kinds of storms in the infinite loop did not have any glorious methods. As long as they could survive and circumvent the rules, why not?

Cao Hongtao asked bit by bit, while paying attention to the changes in her expression.

This kind of NPC was very consistent with the background of the era, and had not received professional interrogation training, so it was easy to find flaws.

Soon, Cao Hongtao found a suspicious point.

The previous narration included the old woman guarding the Bodhisattva's land, eating the Bodhisattva's land, and was a good person wholeheartedly devoted to Buddha. She even secretly sent food to the woman. These narrations were not mixed with any other exaggerations.

The problem was how the old woman died. As long as this was asked, she would have a drastic change in her mood. Just as Cao Hongtao was overjoyed and tried to follow this clue to find more information, the woman suddenly began to hysterically scream.

"I have already told you everything I know, what else do you want!"

Her expression became extreme, and her voice was sharp. "So what if she treated me well, she was the only one in the whole village who could eat her fill. Didn't she deserve it later?"

At this point, the woman felt that she had misspoken, and immediately shut her mouth again. No matter how much she asked, she could not get a single word out.

Not only that, under the interrogation, she was so angry that she bit Cao Hongtao's hand and shouted for help, attracting the attention of the villagers. They had no choice but to give up on the interrogation.

In the beginning, the rookies felt that the woman was pitiful, but now that they saw this, they realized that she was not innocent even though she was full of lies.

Cao Hongtao borrowed a cloth from someone and hastily wrapped his hand. With a malicious expression, he said, "This village is f * cking evil."

On the other side, Xu Sen's negotiation was fruitful.

In the previous Samsara, Granny Yin had revealed her attitude towards this deserted village in front of them.

So when they took out enough evidence this Samsara, the other party's attitude was not too suspicious.

"This old one understands what you mean."

Granny Yin said slowly, "After listening to your narration, it is indeed the fastest way to find the old woman's soul and ask clearly."

"But —"

She changed the topic, "There is no way to go in during the day, and tonight is not a full moon night. If you want to leave, I'll have to trouble the boys to bring the empty dark red coffin in the mourning hall over. "

Not only that, not going in during a full moon night required a lot of preparation work.

The others followed Granny Yin's instructions. Some moved the coffin, some swept the hall, and some lit the candles.

The hall was dark, and the cold wind that slipped in through the gaps blew the gauze curtains up.

The villagers' shouts could be heard outside the temple door, and even the sound of hoes hitting the ground could be heard. There were loud bangs, accompanied by the falling of wood shavings.

"Open the door! Open the door for me! "

"Our village has supported this dilapidated temple for so many years, and you're not even willing to open the door?!"

"This Granny Yin is really f * cking bad. Village Chief was right. She can't wait to curse our entire village to death like that old woman."

.....

The noise outside was endless. In the end, this temple still had some aspects that made the villagers of Tong Bai Village fearful. They cursed, but in the end, they did not dare to act impudently near Bodhisattva's feet.

It seemed that the temple was still safe for the time being.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After the problem of safety was solved, another problem arose.

The trainees' stomachs tightened with hunger once again, and their chests began to burn. The hunger value in the upper right corner was marked red again.

It had been a night since they last ate, and they had experienced a life and death battle. Now, everyone was so hungry that their chests were sticking to their backs.

Finally, an old woman could not help but ask, "Granny, is there anything in the temple that can be eaten?"

The stooped figure shrouded in a black robe slowly said, "In order to pursue inedia, we cultivators eat extremely simple and crude food. If you don't mind, you can go to the back hall where the coffin is placed to look for it."

Inedia?

Zong Jiu felt a flash of inspiration in his mind. Combined with the woman's description from before, he was very close to the final answer.

Once they heard that there was food, the trainees swarmed over. Unfortunately, the results were disappointing.

Because they only brought back some of the coarsest rice bran, which only added up to a handful. Even if they could eat it, it would not increase their hunger value by much.

Even so, many people stared at the handful of fine rice bran, their eyes full of desire.

The old man led by Cao Hongtao had other ideas. He looked around. "Look, isn't there fruit on the altar? Why don't we secretly … "

"It's best if we don't." Lin Guoxing frowned. "Senior No.9 said before that there is Buddha Qi in this temple. Although these fruits are dried, they are all used for worship. If something goes wrong, no one can bear the responsibility. "

Then what should they do?

That being said, not many people shifted their gaze away from the offerings.

No one wanted to die. If they really had no other choice, who would care about that?

They still had to stay in the temple for an entire day.

Now that everyone's hunger value was red, one day meant that they had to eat at least two meals.

Even if they added the rice bran and fruits, it would at most be enough to feed four or five people for a day. But there were more than thirty people standing in the temple.

On the other side, a few old people had already started arguing about the ownership of the handful of rice bran. They were all red in the face. Everyone wanted to get more, and the verbal conflict was escalating to physical conflict.

Some of the old people with lower levels even had their eyes on the Bodhisattva soil outside the temple.

"Say, everyone in the village eats it. It should be fine if we eat it …"

"That's true. Sigh, if we really have no other choice, this is the only way."

Someone in the dark curled his lips, his smile full of joy and malice.

This was just the beginning. It seemed like there was still room for choice.

When there was no other choice, the hunger value would drop from two digits to one digit. When the Grim Reaper's footsteps approached, and when the body and mind were tortured to the brink of death, the final result would be even more interesting.

He was more than willing to waste time like this to enjoy the expressions of humans struggling in the quagmire of pain.

Especially …

His gaze swept across the white-haired young man standing at the side, as if he was staring at an interesting toy.

Zong Jiu frowned.

For some reason, he felt a gaze that made him very uncomfortable.

Mm, very familiar.

He looked at the chaos in the temple and calculated in his mind. Finally, just as the people fighting over the rice bran were about to fight, he stepped forward.

"Why are you all fighting? Harmony is the most important thing. Don't hurt your own people."

Zong Jiu's words attracted everyone's attention.

[78888, they don't know that magicians can make food out of thin air.]

[This is hilarious. When everyone in the temple knows, everyone will have to kneel down and call him daddy.]

[That's right, I'll call whoever can fill me up daddy! Daddy, I'm a rice bran, please give me another bowl.]

The old people sneered. "Why do you care? Do you want a piece of the pie too? "

Another B-level was even more impolite. "I advise you to mind your own business. Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you've been recognized by that lord."

The white-haired young man sighed and spread his hands. "Sigh, I'm here to do business with you."

As he said this, he flipped his hand and a large red apple appeared in his palm.

Facing everyone's gaze, Zong Jiu touched his chin. "One thousand survival points for an apple, isn't this a fair price?"

The others: "…"

Why don't you just rob us!