Thriller Hunting Program

The number of surviving players shown on the watch is still decreasing, and currently only 600,000 are left.

The night was dark, and the group of seven continued on until they crossed the last winding path leading to the top of the mountain.

They saw the ancient temple standing quietly under the moonlight.

It was already very close, but at this time, the dark clouds gathered again, the line of sight gradually darkened, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the distance.

This is a precursor to rain.

However, the rain in the Yinshan system will always only be of that kind.

A rain of needles that can stab a person into a sieve.

Qin Ce was immediately alert, and he reminded sharply, "Run!"

Everyone has been with each other for a long time, and the tacit understanding has been exercised. Wu Shijiu's reaction is particularly fast. She is familiar with the road and grabs the collar of Lu Ling next to her, stepping on the fast shoes and rushing in the direction of the temple gate.

Chang Su held Guanyue Lingzi in one hand and Xu Xiao in the other, followed by Meteor with great strides.

Everyone ran slowly, but when they got close, they realized that the temple door was locked.

So Master Xu's unlocking mode was launched. He took out the iron wire from his pocket and fiddled with the keyhole of the iron lock.

Everyone else gathered around him and watched nervously. At this moment of life and death, no one dared to urge him to distract him.

The dark clouds on the horizon were advancing toward this side, the moonlight was completely blocked, lightning flashed, and the thunder was deafening.

Wu Shijiu's back was close to the wall, she pinched her neck and made a "dead" gesture.

Lu Ling held his forehead in despair.

Guanyue Ayako began to pray, although she folded her hands for a while, drew a cross on her forehead and chest for a while, and turned around in circles for a while, she couldn't figure out which sect prayed.

Ling Chengmu opened the metal umbrella, but the metal umbrella has a limited area and can only cover two people. It is useless to cover everyone.

She looked at Xu Xiao, just as a drop of rain fell from the sky, it landed on the ground beside her feet.

At the same time, upon hearing the iron lock fall, Xu Xiao succeeded in unlocking it.

Chang Su exerted his strength and slammed open the door with his body, and he pushed everyone in.

Needle rain poured down.

Qin Ce was the last one to enter the ancient temple. Although Ling Chengmu was holding an umbrella for him, his right shoulder was accidentally wet, and blood gushed out instantly, dyeing the sweater inside red, and a little blemishes through the coat.

The two fell to the ground together, got up immediately, and closed the gate of the ancient temple with force.

Although the courtyard of the ancient temple is also open-air, it is isolated from the outside and cannot be exposed to rain.

The courtyard is paved with blue bricks, and willow trees are planted on all sides. There are three side halls, a main hall, and a scripture hall.

Although the environment looks clean and solemn, the gloomy atmosphere cannot be concealed.

Regarding this point, the professional sister Guanyue Ayako gave a positive answer.

"It's a ghost temple."

But think about it, the temples in the Yinshan system cannot be good temples.

Everyone advanced to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to rest temporarily. Ling Chengmu entered the room, took out the anti-inflammatory ointment for external use from the bottom of the suitcase, and applied medicine to Qin Ce's injured shoulder.

Fortunately, the blood has not yet completely coagulated, otherwise the clothes will stick to it, and it will take a lot of skin to peel off.

There was a shortage of medical drugs, so she could only wipe the blood around him with alcohol disinfectant wipes, and then smeared the ointment on her fingertips.

"Does it hurt?"

Qin Ce closed his eyes and opened them again: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"Occasionally you should learn to show weakness." Ling Chengmu looked at him and sighed inexplicably, "In front of me, is it so difficult to tell the truth?"

Qin Ce smiled and didn't speak again.

Through his half-open collar, Ling Chengmu saw the age-old mottled scars on his chest again. She was silent for a while, and couldn't help reaching out.

"You never seem to cry out in pain."

"With you here, I won't be in pain."

Qin Ce lowered his eyes, he took her hand, pushed her to the bookshelf behind him, and made a gesture of kissing.

Ling Chengmu put a finger on his forehead, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You dare to mess around in the pure place of Buddhism?"

"What kind of pure land is this? It's just a place of emptiness." He replied in a deep voice, "Besides, as long as I think about it, there is nothing I dare not do."

She smiled and put her arms around his neck: "It makes sense and can convince me."

It's a pity that the two of them didn't have time to do anything. The next second, the door of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion was suddenly pushed open, and Wu Shijiu and Lu Ling were chatting at the door to report.

"Brother Qin, Sister Orange! We found the morning and evening clock!"

"..." Ling Chengmu glanced at the watch, quite speechless, "There are still three hours before dawn, are you in a hurry?"

"We're not in a hurry." Lu Ling said, "Sister Lingzi went around to the back of the Daxiong Palace to take a look, and found that..."

"Found what?"

"I found a female ghost lying on the morning and evening clock."

After Daxiong Hall, the environment is empty, and there is a release pool in the northwest.

Generally speaking, koi and turtles are kept in the release ponds of temples, which symbolize "auspicious gathering, all virtues solemn", but this pond is not.

In this pond, piranhas are raised, with green body, wide head and narrow body, and two rows of fangs that open and close together. At first glance, it looks a bit like something in the tomb in the ancient town competition area of ​​the deserted village.

Probably all the piranhas in the world look the same (…)

There is an ancient stone well in the northeast. From a distance, it is pitch-black, and there is no name for it.

The crowd did not approach, and their attention was attracted by the bronze bell hanging from the north.

That is the morning and evening clock.

The morning and evening clock is indeed in the ancient temple, that's right.

But it is not so simple to ring the morning and evening bell.

Guanyue Lingzi raised her hand cautiously and pointed: "Mina-sang, the woman on the top looks like a father-in-law, can you see it?"

It's been so long, this sister is still not sure about the real pronunciation of Jia Ye.

"I can see it." Ling Chengmu nodded calmly, "And she also saw us."

"..."

The female ghost lying above the morning and evening clock was wearing a blood-stained cassock, with bells hanging from her limbs, and long white hair reaching the ground.

I have to say that this dress is considered a maverick in the ghost stories circulating in various countries.

It turned its head slowly, the half of its face showing long hair was black and purple, and there was still pus dripping from its rotten eye sockets.

Its body was as soft as mud, and it was like a transformed python, wriggling along the edge of the bronze bell.

Wu Shijiu said in shock: "Fuck, is it liquid?!"

This is not alarmist.

The female ghost can indeed be described as a liquid, because the moment it touched the ground, except for the head, all parts of the body turned into viscous blood and spread in all directions.

The blood and water painted the ground as a prison, enclosing the group of seven people, and then every blood flow that penetrated into the gaps of the blue bricks, condensed into a blood-colored whip, and attacked them overwhelmingly.

Xu Xiao, who was standing on the very edge, was about to be hit by the blood whip when he saw that he would bear the brunt.

At the critical moment, Ling Chengmu decisively pulled Xu Xiao behind him and opened the metal umbrella in his hand.

The blood whip whipped on the hard umbrella surface, turning into blood and splashing.

At the same moment, Qin Ce's throwing stick also struck another blood whip.

Chang Su's knife, Lu Ling's boomerang, and even Wu Shijiu raised his legs and used his speed shoes to successfully block the attack.

Bloodlashes are tangible and can be wounded by weapons.

"Look there!" Wu Shijiu shouted, "Piranha is out of the water!"

Under the summons of the female ghost, the piranhas who were swimming in the release pool unexpectedly rushed to break out of the water, and the fins advanced on the spot to develop bat-like wings, buzzing and flapping to initiate a new round of charge.

Damn, a new generation of species evolution is about to be born here.

Ling Chengmu threw the metal umbrella to Xu Xiao, the blind stick whistled and danced in her hand, the sharp blade popped out, she turned over and jumped and swept away, slashing the piranhas flying in the air in front of her.

The blood of piranhas is green, like the stinking sewage in a mud pond, overflowing with fishy smell.

The teammates were busy fighting monsters, and Guanyue Lingzi hid behind Chang Su, and there was no good guy to participate in the battle for a while, so she was very impatient.

Through those blood whips that were as dense as cobwebs, she narrowed her eyes and vaguely saw the female ghost lying on the ground commanding the battle at the moment, just like...

"Wow!" she said clearly, "This ghost is the bell hammer!"

This may be confusing at first, but Qin Ce immediately understood.

The female ghost made this bells and whistles, and it was easy to overwhelm the player and interfere with the player's sight.

In fact, in addition to the head, the spine hidden in the center of the blood is also there.

The head and the spine are connected, and they are the hammers that ring the bell of the morning and evening.

Bloodwhip and Piranha are just minions, and picking up the final equipment is what matters when you fight the Boss.

"Ayako." He threw the piranha who was attacking in front of him with his backhand to the ground, calmly motioned to Guanyue Ayako, "Where's the meteor shield?"

Guanyue Ayako immediately understood, she took out the shield that never left her from her arms, and threw it hard in the direction of the female ghost.

The shield is impartial, falling in front of the female ghost's head, propping up a radiant enchantment.

The female ghost screamed and tried to manipulate the blood whip to break the barrier, but it ended in failure.

Qin Ce quickly exchanged weapons with Chang Su. He raised his hand to take the knife thrown by Chang Su, stepped forward quickly, the blade passed through the barrier like lightning, and forcefully pryed the female ghost from the ground.

Lu Ling's boomerang spun twice in place, cutting off all the blood whips that wanted to entangle the female ghost.

When it was too late, Ling Chengmu appeared from the side, the blade of the blind stick swept across the cold light in the night, caught the connection between the female ghost's head and the spine, and slammed it into the morning and evening clock not far away.

clang--

The sound of the bell was deep and melodious, and the echoes lingered over the ancient temple, which did not dissipate for a long time.

The female ghost wearing a cassock turned into a wooden bell and re-suspended above the bronze bell.

In addition, the blood all over the ground and the flying piranhas disappeared into the night wind out of thin air, and all sides were still clean, as if everything just now was an illusion.

But the blood stained all over the body proves that what they have experienced is real.

The countdown of the watch stops and the mission succeeds.

At this time, it was less than two hours before dawn.

Wu Shijiu rubbed his legs and was discussing with Lu Ling.

"Can we sleep in the Daxiong Palace?"

"I think you can sleep anywhere you want."

Everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, and they were all ready to take a nap to rest. Only Xu Xiao put away the metal umbrella and stared into the distance in silence for a long time, thoughtfully.

Ling Chengmu saw it, she walked over to him and asked in a low voice.

"What are you thinking? Or did you notice something?"

"Orange orange." Xu Xiao said, "I want to go see that ancient well."

"Oh?"

"I had a gut feeling that there was something I wanted out there."