The villain is invincible

Chapter 166 To Songshan

"Master? Can't be saved?"

Mai Fan shook his head.

"The little monk, what should we do now?"

This player is really realistic. When it is necessary, he uses the honorific title for Mai Fan, but now he has become a little monk again?

Mai Fan didn't care and sang a promise to Feng Yunke: "The situation of the benefactor should be okay, let's save the benefactor's friend first."

"As for the other people..." Mai Fan was talking, when he suddenly saw ( ) appearing on the top of the corpses, marked with (exceedable)

Hey, is this another opportunity for a new trigger?

It's no wonder that the original protagonist of this world always follows the original villain. With good luck, he deserves to be the protagonist of the previous world.

Thinking of this, Mai Fan said, "I'll save them and set up an inscription to bury them for the time being."

"If the two benefactors reach their destination, find another good day and let them return to their hometown."

Feng Yunke looked at the NPCs (corpses) in his eyes, didn't pay much attention, nodded, and let Mai Fan watch the operation.

Mai Fan was secretly delighted. He dragged the five corpses aside, lined them up, and began to recite the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra": "If all living beings in the future are either dreaming or sleeping..."

The sound is not loud, but the effect is outstanding.

As Mai Fan chanted, the words on those corpses became (already converted)
And when the words above their heads completely disappeared, Mai Fan noticed the difference.

The corpses of those NPCs are no longer as weird as when they just died.

If you want to ask the game system this question, there is definitely no answer.

Mai Fan poked his hand at the diary again, and as expected, there was a lot of knowledge in it.

'The place where sneakiness dissipates has yin energy, resentment energy, and blood energy. '

'If there is a living soul that has not left, and the body is not protected, it is easy to produce a dead body, or form a new ghost. '

Sure enough, this world seems extremely reasonable, so why not fill in the loopholes.

Then his career as a Buddhist monk is very useful in some respects.

After thinking about this, Mai Fan turned to Feng Yunke, and he found that the other party was giving his team leader a pill that he had never seen before.

Mai Fan looked at the red ball, after being swallowed by the team leader, the blood bar on his head rose by 5% automatically
The leader's face was also bloody, and finally he didn't have to struggle on the line of life and death.

"Amitabha, benefactor, what is this?"

Feng Yunke looked at the bottle in his hand, with a pained expression on his face: "This is the Qi and Blood Pill we got from killing bandits. If it is in the Tongji Hall in the capital, it is a high-quality product that needs a tael of silver a piece." what."

Speaking of this, the team leader suddenly interrupted: "But if the master really likes it, we can give this bottle of medicine to the master as a gift! After all, my life and my apprentice's life were saved by the little master."

so good?The little monk was disrespectful.

Mai Fan didn't have the lofty sentiments to do good deeds without expecting anything in return, so he happily accepted the gift from the other party.

Looking at the big character (can be conquered) on the top of the opponent's head, the Zen staff in his hand is a little ready to move.

Then I thought that they were just the profession of Wu in Yongzhong, and they might not be suitable for me.

Coupled with the fact that the level and attribute of the person on the opposite side is even more ordinary among the ordinary, Mai Fan stopped thinking about it.

When the morning sun set in the mountains the next morning, he bid farewell to this player and his main characters.

Afterwards, Mai Fan's travel process of Level [-] went much smoother.

He caught up with several caravans heading for Songshan on the official road, climbed into a truck pulled by mules and horses, and no longer had to walk on his own legs.

This time the journey was much faster, but it didn't take long before we entered the boundary of Songshan Mountain.

When he arrived near the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song, Mai Fan discovered some characteristics of the people living here.

The heart of worshiping the Buddha is strong, and many believers have gathered.

But these people are different from Chang'an's intensive study of Buddhism. Most of the people who come in and out of Songshan Mountain are warriors with strong vitality.

Songshan Shaolin, master of martial arts.

There are countless lay disciples.

The people who come and go here do all kinds of things, but in essence, they all come from the same place.

People from all over the world met each other and exchanged what they needed, so they became the existence of brothers and sisters.

This is also the reason why Songshan Shaolin has a high status in the world.

What Shaolin has is not just a temple, but the ubiquitous influence of martial arts.

It is precisely because of Shaolin's high reputation in the rivers and lakes that so many things happened in this area.

Since Mai Fan entered the Shaolin territory, he has seen three or four disputes.

There are many small sects living in the Shaolin area, seeking protection, and if there are disputes between some great sects that are unaware, they will also come to Shaolin for comment.

Just like it is now, Mai Fan lay on the cargo box with great interest, watching the two small sects make gestures.

It was probably at the stage when he first entered the arena. Although Mai Fan had never learned martial arts, he didn't feel that the few people facing him could pose any threat to him.

But the boxing skills of the Jianghu people are really lethal to ordinary people.

No, one of them was not careful, and the knife in his hand flew out, and directly brushed over the head of the mule and horse pulling the goods. The startled horse kicked up and jumped up and down, dragging the carriage.

"Damn it!"

Mai Fan fell off the horse with a headlong charge, and when his little light head was about to touch the ground, he was grabbed by his ankle.

"Hoo... Amitabha Buddha..."

Mai Fan hung upside down and took a closer look, and saw a pair of monk shoes.

Huh?similar!He lifted his head up with all his strength, and saw a red-faced monk, carrying him with one hand and pressing the horse with the other, and stopped the tragedy of galloping horses in the downtown area that was about to happen.

The people around probably really respected the monk very much, and those who were onlookers clapped and applauded: "Good!"

The monk was a little naive, and he scratched his head subconsciously because of the applause.

He forgot that he was still holding Mai Fan in his hand, and the defenseless Mai Fan fell to the ground.

"Oh, little monk, are you alright? You are a little disciple in that hall, why didn't you follow the master behind him and go to the busy city to play?"

Mai Fan got up from the ground, patted the dust, and his demeanor changed. His demeanor was not at all like that of Songshan's monks. Here, in the name of my senior brother, I went to Shaolin to practice."

"I don't know what this brother's Dharma name is, can you recommend it to me?"

The big monk was a little embarrassed, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were a little dark, and he said to Mai Fan sullenly: "A status like a poor monk can't be recommended by a young monk from Chang'an. people."

"Since you are here to study Buddhism, follow me into the mountain and wait for the gatekeeper's announcement."

(End of this chapter)