Always Ending Up as an Animal Cub

While Yu Tong and the others were still talking in the donor's dormitory, the black-robed man outside had already begun to behave like a nobody.
Countless inks poured out from under his black robe, pouring down from the sky like black rain.

The tourists below screamed and tried to dodge to the side.
But there were too many people around, and the tourists were pressed against each other. Not to mention moving their feet, even taking out the umbrella in the bag to block the ink in the sky was a difficult task.
However, unlike what the tourists expected, the black ink did not fall on anyone.

Instead, it condensed into a huge black ink pool above them.
The black-robed man's cold and emotionless male voice sounded again in the air.
"From now on, every four minutes, ink will fall from the sky and land on the crowd, and the number of times each time varies."

"You don't have to be so nervous. You won't be hurt by being hit by ink. On the contrary, they will become the lucky ones chosen by me."
The man in black robe raised his hand, and his tone gradually became excited, "You will become loyal believers of the Great Unity Light Bodhisattva and my supporters."
"Your life will be integrated with me and you will gain true eternity."

The tourists looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do.
But his previous cruel actions left them with a strong psychological shadow.
No one dared to ask, and no one dared to look directly at the man in black robe.

Tourists with children covered their children's mouths tightly. Lest their crying attract the monster in the sky.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere of anxiety spread among the tourists.
The man in black robe took out a brush from his arms and tapped it twice at the ink pool in the air.

The ink pool, which was originally floating in the air, suddenly began to drip ink.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
The number was not large, and only about 40 to 50 drops fell.

The crowd below was afraid that the ink would be dangerous, so they covered their heads and squeezed out.
The crowd was too dense, and the gate was sealed, so the tourists had no place to hide.
Soon, 50 tourists were stained with ink.
They were tense and stiff, not knowing what would happen next.

The next second, the man in black robes raised the brush in his hand.
The tourists stained with ink flew up uncontrollably.
They flew out of the crowd and fell onto the high platform below the man in black robes.

The tourists who came with them shouted the names of their companions and relatives in the crowd.
After the man in black robes snorted coldly, everything was quiet.
When he spoke again, the black-robed man's tone was faintly excited.

"These fifty donors have a connection with my Dahe Guangming Temple, but now we still lack some external help, and our connection can only truly begin."
He swept his eyes through the crowd below.
"Monks do not lie, and my previous promise still counts. I think all donors can understand what I mean. Whoever comes to help us merge can leave this temple safely."

"I know there are still people among you who call the police. If the power of the mortal world is really useful, can my Dahe Guangming Temple become a century-old temple?"
As he spoke, the crowd gradually became agitated.
When he spoke again to urge them, dozens of men and women walked out of the crowd in silence.

Picking up branches and stones on the ground, they walked towards the high platform.
Not long after, there were bursts of painful cries for help from the high platform.
The sound disappeared quickly, and none of the fifty people stayed.

Most of the men and women covered in blood had never done such a bad thing. They walked down the platform in a trance, crying and cursing.
At this moment, a stream of black ink suddenly fell from the sky and poured into the mouth of a middle-aged man in the team.
The black-robed man chose him.

The man's body trembled a few times, and his eyes became turbid.
When he returned to normal again, his originally rough face became feminine, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of the dead lewd monk.
The old monk held the middle-aged man down and began to shave his hair, mumbling in his mouth that the man could not understand.

"One more is missing. If you make another monk killer, you can form the Ten Evils Formation. With so many sacrifices, my master will definitely become a real Bodhisattva."
The middle-aged man was a robber. He had just come out of prison and wanted to come to the temple to relax and confess his crimes.
Unexpectedly, before he finished confessing his crimes, he had an additional crime of murder.

He didn't feel guilty about the people he tortured to death.
He only cared about whether he could survive.
So when the old monk whispered to him and asked him to go to the donor's dormitory first to find a monk to pick him up.

Then, under the monk's guidance, he left the temple through a secret passage and went out to find Boss Long, he agreed without hesitation.
While the two were talking, a monk standing not far behind the old monk secretly took out his mobile phone and started sending messages.
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At the same time, with the help of the paper man army, Officer Liu had transferred the trapped people on the fourth floor to a relatively safe area in the back mountain.
The ink man's cold and malicious voice came from outside from time to time.
Every time that voice sounded, it meant that dozens of people died and dozens of people fell.

As time went on, the death toll was still growing rapidly.
The trapped people were transferred, and there was no crying in the donor's dormitory. The noisiest paper people were not there for the time being, and the fourth floor was quiet.
Chen Yanli sat cross-legged on the ground, teaching Lu Yuanyou how to use the yellow talisman.

Different yellow talismans are matched with different formulas, and they will act collectively in a while. These talisman papers are Lu Yuanyou's means of saving his life.
Under the pale light, the short-haired woman lowered her head, pinching the talisman paper and practicing back and forth in a low voice.
The more she practiced, the lower her voice became, and her breathing became more rapid.

Chen Yanli frowned and patted her shoulder, wanting her to be more serious.
This casual pat seemed to turn on a switch.
The chanting stopped abruptly, Lu Yuanyou clenched his teeth, and tears could not stop falling.

Yu Tong, who was lying on the ground studying the plan, and Chen Yanli, who was sitting opposite the woman, were both stunned by her reaction.
Chen Yanli had never comforted anyone, and he didn't understand why she was like this.
He frowned and handed over the phone, [You only have a few minutes to practice. If you can't use it by then, going to the fifth floor is to die. 】

Lu Yuanyou took a deep breath, "I know, thank you. I just heard the words of that fake Dahe Guangming again, and I couldn't help it for a while."
"There are too many people, I can't count how many victims there are... I couldn't help it for a while. Sorry, don't worry, I have been on the battlefield, I won't delay anything."
She pinched the yellow talisman again, and explained softly while gesturing.

"In fact, Xiao Liu and I were a little bit exhausted just now. Xiao Liu hid in the corridor, smoking and crying, and I couldn't comfort him. We all know that crying is the most useless, but when I think of it..."
The cold voice of the ink man sounded again, and this time he set a new goal.
Lu Yuanyou paused for a moment and choked up uncontrollably, "So many people were killed in such a close place. And I can't do anything, I can't help at all, I can only listen to them one by one... I feel uncomfortable when I think about this."

"Xiao Liu and I are still inexperienced. We get emotional when we are stimulated and lose our composure. Fortunately, Master Fachen is here. People who study Buddhism have a different state of mind. If you hadn't stopped us and suggested that there are other ways to solve this problem, I'm afraid we would have rushed over to die."
Lu Yuanyou wiped away his tears, raised his head and showed Chen Yanli a pale smile.
"You are calmer than the veterans on the battlefield. No matter what happens outside, you don't seem to be affected at all. People like you can keep calm in the team, which is very reassuring."

"But don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you feel too depressed, it's okay to cry secretly for a while, just vent."
Seeing that Monk Fachen still didn't have much expression, Lu Yuanyou didn't say anything else. He plugged his ears with cotton and continued to walk around to practice.
Chen Yanli sat there in a daze, his expression gradually becoming confused.

Lu Yuanyou's words were still lingering in his mind.
They all thought that he didn't react because he was calm enough. They all thought that he didn't cry, but was forcing himself not to cry.
His body began to heat up, and the shame and helplessness that rose from nowhere quickly spread in Chen Yanli's heart.

He had never seen those people before, and they were unfamiliar to him. Why should he be sad about the death of strangers?
And what's the point of being sad? Crying your eyes blind can't save anyone. It's better to focus on thinking about how to kill the real Dahe Guangming.
The voice of the ink man interrupted his thoughts.

Fifty, sixty, seventy, one hundred...
The cold numbers suddenly became warm at this moment.
The male voice that he had selectively blocked began to become harsh for some reason.

In a trance, Chen Yanli suddenly realized clearly that hundreds of lives had completely disappeared in just a few minutes.
He stood up with a cold face and walked back and forth in the corridor. Lu Yuanyou asked him what was wrong, but he didn't answer.
The system looked out and looked at the movement outside, [What is the villain doing. ]

Yu Tong pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, with an expression very similar to Chen Yanli on his face.
[What's wrong with you? ]
Yu Tong got into the system space and started smoking one cigarette after another.

The strong sense of irritability made him breathless.
He was silent for a while, and sighed, 'A lot of people died. '
The system sighed, and the mood became low, [Yes, more than the previous two worlds combined. ]

'People often die in my hometown. After leaving my hometown and going to the big city, I always see a lot of dead people. People in my world have always died in large numbers, and death is as common as drinking water. ’
[You said it many times, and I feel terrible every time I hear it. ]
Yu Tong took a deep breath, ‘Yes, it’s terrible. I also felt terrible when I was a child, but I got used to it when I grew up. Now thinking about it again, it is indeed terrible. ’

The system didn’t hear him clearly, and its attention was attracted by the message prompt that just popped up.
[Deviation value detected plus 20 points, current deviation value of Chen Yanli’s personality: 48/100]
[Deviation value detected plus 10 points, current deviation value of Yu Tong’s personality: 55/100]

The system stamped its feet excitedly, wanting to share this good news with Xiaoyu.
Turning around, I saw Chen Yanli picked up the rabbit on the ground without knowing when.
At the moment when Officer Liu and the paper people came back, the voice of the ink man sounded again.

Yu Tong didn’t react much, but the little white rabbit seemed to be frightened, and its fur exploded.
Chen Yanli paused inconspicuously when he touched the rabbit. A cold light flashed in the dark eyes.
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Officer Liu and the paper man left early and had no time to listen to the plan.
Chen Yanli had just received a message from his roommate and was busy replying.
Yu Tong took over the task of explaining the plan and teaching Officer Liu how to use the yellow talisman.

[Brother Fachen, the Bodhisattva has gone crazy and is killing people indiscriminately. From what I see, he seems to be making killer monks and lewd monks. ]
[The abbot is shaving the newly produced lewd monks. I vaguely heard the abbot say that when there are ten evil monks, all the sacrifices will be offered, and the master will become a real Bodhisattva. ]
The two messages were sent very quickly, almost connected. There were many typos, and Chen Yanli frowned and automatically corrected them in his mind.

At this point, his roommate had no reason to lie to him, and what he said was true.
A few seconds later, the third message came.
[The abbot asked the new lewd monk to go to the donor's dormitory and find someone. That person will take him through the secret passage, leave the temple and go find Boss Long. ]

[Brother, I think the Bodhisattva wants to kill everyone, including us monks in the temple. I've told you everything I know, can you save me and my boyfriend? ]
Chen Yanli was in a bad mood, and he felt even worse after reading the news.
He quickly typed a "no" in the input bar.

His fingertips hovered on the send button for a long time, and then deleted the "no".
[I'm not his opponent, I can't save us. You might as well...]
Chen Yanli was stuck here, not knowing what to say after "why not".

He wanted to show his roommate a way out, but couldn't think of any other way for a while.
[You might as well pull your boyfriend and squeeze behind the crowd. Live a little longer, hold on for thirty minutes, maybe there will be salvation. ]
The roommate didn't expect him to be so polite, and his reply speed was much faster.

[Thank you, brother, sorry for making things difficult for you. In return for this information, can you help me bury my boyfriend together? ]
[We both have no family, I'm worried that no one will claim our bodies, and our bodies may be cremated at random and mixed with strangers. ]
Chen Yanli can walk out of the donor's dormitory alive, so he will naturally help them collect the bodies.

But he doesn't understand why his roommate said this.
Chen Yanli was tortured and killed every three days. He hated the monks in the temple and never gave his roommate a face for so many years.
He didn't understand why his roommate treated him specially given their relationship.

He thought so and asked so.
[Because Senior Brother Fachen is the kindest person in this temple. Among so many monks, only you let the female monster go. Even if you were punished for it, you still chose to help the little boy escape three years later. You are a good person, and I feel that you will be willing to help me. ]
[In fact, I more or less think that some of the things done by the Bodhisattva are cruel, but I dare not say or care. So I always think that Senior Brother Fachen is really powerful, kind, and trustworthy. 】

He probably hadn't finished his words, but Chen Yanli waited for a long time, and the other party didn't send another message.
I don't know if he didn't find the opportunity, or if he was dead.
Chen Yanli tapped the screen repeatedly with his fingertips, wanting to ask him why he didn't reply.

After editing the message, delete it. Re-edit it, delete it again.
Finally, I sent one, [Where is the person. ]
There was no response from the other side, Chen Yanli vaguely realized something, and became more irritated.

Yu Tong, who was explaining the whole story to Xiaohong, heard a prompt sound in the system space.
[The deviation value is detected to be 3 points, and the current deviation value of Chen Yanli's personality: 51/100]
Yu Tong stopped explaining and turned back in surprise.

Chen Yanli was as gloomy as ever, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
Yu Tong leaned over to take a look. The screen of the phone was filled with the messages that had just been sent.
[Where is the person?]

[Speak]
[I don't remember what your boyfriend looks like. Send me the photo. ]
The other party didn't reply. Chen Yanli snorted coldly and put the phone away.

Less than half a second later, he took it out and continued to look through the messages.
Yu Tong exhaled.
It seems that the roommate is probably dead.

The message records passed in front of his eyes one by one. Chen Yanli read the chat between the two people repeatedly several times. The deviation value secretly increased by 10 points.
From 51, it jumped to 61.
Ever since he let go of the people trapped in the temple because of a moment of weakness.

Chen Yanli was caught and lost his ability to speak. He had to pretend to be deaf and was tortured every three days.
He grew up in the temple. For him, Dahe Guangming Temple is his home and the monks here are his family.
Although Chen Yanli acted very strong, he had doubted himself every day during the past three years.

If he had not let the female monster go, would he not have ended up like this?
Why did the people he helped never come back to see him and help him? Was he the only one suffering? Had they forgotten him?
Until just now, Chen Yanli finally confirmed that someone had actually remembered what he had done, but due to various concerns, no one had remembered it.

I told him.
Maybe the female monster and the little boy haven't forgotten him.
He did nothing wrong.

Brother Chen's deviation value increased, and he was one step closer to being a sunny and cheerful boy.
Yu Tong should have been happy, but he was very upset now.
He stared at the notification of the increase in deviation value, his eyes became colder and colder.

Yu Tong's face suddenly sank, which scared the system enough.
[What happened? ]
'The deviation value increased because of others, first Lu Yuanyou, then the roommate. If I had realized what Brother Chen needed earlier, these deviation values ​​would have been added by me. '

[Do you really think you can say the same thing as them? ]
'Why can't I say it. '
[Really? ]

[You will feel pity for others, but you save everyone for a purpose. You have no feelings for people outside, and you won't cry for their death. You don't think the little boy and the female monster are worth Brother Chen risking his life to save. ]
The system patted his shoulder, [Myna has said many times that sincerity can only be exchanged for sincerity. You have to straighten yourself first before you can straighten Brother Chen. ]
Yu Tong suddenly turned cold and shook off its hand.

[Are you angry with me? ]
‘Have I been angry with you for so many years? ’
[You are just angry. ]

[Wait, why do I feel that you are a little panicked now? I don’t mean to say that you are bad, don’t worry. ]
Yu Tong no longer pays attention to the system, and his soul returns to the rabbit body.
In the previous world, Xiao Chenxi was trained by him to be an upright, kind and good villain. He can do the same with Chen Yanli in this world.

Just like when facing Yun Mingchen and Xiao Chenxi.
The only person who can help Brother Chen must be him.
This is how the system boss arranged it, which means that they also think that he has the ability to help Brother Chen become kind.

As long as he is given time, he will definitely do it.
The voice of the ink man suddenly sounded again, and this time the target was set at 100 people.
Yu Tong, who was angry, was instantly furious.

Damn it, he changed from saying it once every four minutes to saying it once every two minutes, he will be killed sooner or later.
More than ten minutes have passed, why haven't Officer Liu and Lu Yuanyou finished practicing the spell yet.
Damn, it's so annoying.

Yu Tong was sulking, and Chen Yanli suddenly picked him up and gently stroked his back.
With the telepathic prop, he could feel that the little rabbit fairy was very sad, but he didn't know why he was sad.
Yu Tong froze for a moment and silently buried his head in Brother Chen's palm.

Brother Chen was the same as him before, and he didn't feel that he was bad when they were together.
Now Brother Chen has become slightly different, and his deviation value is still so low.
Is he hopelessly bad?
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There will be a tough battle soon, and everyone present is very nervous.
Xiao Hong is a ghost, so she doesn't need to learn to use the yellow talisman. She pulled a few sisters together to study what Xiaotuxian had just said.
He said that the black-robed man outside was not the real Dahe Guangming Bodhisattva at all.

He was just a substitute for the Bodhisattva, a tool man pushed out to attract fire.
The real Dahe Guangming may have left the temple in the chaos, or he may still be in the temple.
Xiaotuxian discussed with Monk Fachen, and they both agreed that the second possibility was more likely.

The latest novels are first published on the 69th book bar!
Dahe Guangming should still be hidden behind the black double-door on the fifth floor of the donor's dormitory.
Chen Yanli once found a bunch of conscious plastic models in an abandoned underground warehouse near the cafeteria.

They had incomplete limbs and wore torn monk robes and Taoist robes.
Each model stared at Chen Yanli, as if trying to convey some message to him.
After several attempts, Chen Yanli succeeded in getting a model to respond.

A weak voice of a middle-aged man came from the mannequin.
He said, "Book."
"To be killed."

"He will become the most evil in the world."
At that time, neither Yu Tong nor Chen Yanli could understand what these vague words meant.
It was not until a few minutes ago that they really connected the known scattered information with the words of the model.

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Yu Tong had entered the door deep in the fifth floor and saw the scene behind the door.
There was only one ugly man in the whole room, and the president of the Buddhist Association who was trapped inside and his life or death was uncertain.

In addition, after the paper people rushed in, they called the ugly man a Bodhisattva, and he did not refute it.
Under the influence of inertial thinking, Yu Tong naturally thought that the ugly man was the Great Unity and Light Bodhisattva.
But think about it carefully, there is actually a very discordant place in that room.

If the ugly man was really Dahe Guangming himself, why would he have a whiteboard in his study and write down so many things carefully on it.
From the establishment, use and maintenance process of the Six Dust Formation to the monthly daily schedule.
Some people do like to make monthly arrangements, and they do like to make a process planning diagram before making something.

But there is something wrong with the ugly man's whiteboard.
He prioritized the monthly to-do items.
1. Maintain the Shura Field, important, not completed.

2. Deal with members of the Buddhist Association and the Taoist Association, average, not completed.
3. Let the old monk find a handsome man and buy skin care products for Fachen, the most important, not completed.
4. Offer to the immortal, average, completed.

When seeing these plans, Yu Tong felt that it was inconsistent.
He couldn't tell exactly where it was inconsistent.
Just think that he couldn't understand why buying skin care products would be the most important thing.

Now think about it, the problem is actually the degree of completion.
The important plan, the maintenance of the Shura Field, was not completed.
The most important plan to buy skin care products was not completed.

The only plan that the ugly man completed this month was to offer sacrifices to the immortal.
If the time for the maintenance of the Shura Field has not yet arrived, it has not been completed.
What about buying skin care products?

The temple has long been connected to the Internet, and the monks can shop online and buy skin care products casually.
The old abbot has Boss Long as a "purchase channel" and can quickly get beauties.
Whether it is buying skin care products or finding new handsome men, it is not difficult for the old abbot.

In comparison, finding six boys and girls to offer to the immortal is obviously much more difficult than buying skin care products.
The easiest and most important plan has not been done until now.
The most difficult and generally important plan has been completed early.

The emergence of such a contradictory phenomenon can only explain one thing.
The immortal that the ugly man worshipped was much higher in rank than him, and had a way to control him.
The other party might threaten his life, wealth, and status.

It might be in exchange for becoming beautiful.
It might also be that he could control his consciousness.
He must give priority to satisfying the immortal's requirements.

In addition, the little vixen they caught earlier said that the Great Harmony Light Bodhisattva that those spirits saw was a beauty that was a thousand times more beautiful than Chen Yanli.
And the ugly man was still frantically collecting the bodies of beauties, and he himself did not have the ability to change his appearance.
Combining this series of information, Yu Tong could be sure that the real Great Harmony Light was someone else.

The ugly man with ink dripping all over his body was just a substitute to deceive people.
There were three possibilities for this situation.
First, the Great Harmony Light Bodhisattva was cautious and scheming, and he had arranged a retreat for himself early on.

To ensure that even if the matter was exposed, he could retreat unscathed.
Second, the Great Harmony Light Bodhisattva could not maintain his human form for a long time for some reason.
A human-like puppet had to be launched to communicate with the tool men and monks.

The third possibility was a combination of the first two. He could not maintain his human form, and he was cautious by nature.
Chen Yanli had lived in the temple since he was a child. He had been to all other places except the room deep in the fifth floor of the donor's dormitory.
He was sure that if Dahe Guangming was really in the temple, he could only hide behind the door on the fifth floor.

In the room on the fifth floor, in addition to the ugly man, there was actually another thing.
Book.
The book that was placed in the study by the ugly man and carefully covered with a glass cover.

The book was placed on the desk, just in a place that the little white rabbit could not see clearly.
All the clues were connected together, and Yu Tong finally pieced together the real meaning of the plastic model's vague words.
The book was Dahe Guangming, and he must be killed. He wanted to use this temple to turn himself into the world's most evil.

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There were many books in the study, and there was more than one book in the glass cover.
The real Dahe Guangming is hidden in the pile of books in the study.

He pushed the black ink man out to attract everyone's attention.
If the ink man really succeeded in completing the sacrifice ceremony and killed more than 4,000 tourists.
The book would absorb all the power brought by the ceremony without any effort. Achieve the achievement mentioned by the plastic model - the worst evil in the world.

Then he has two choices.
The first is to descend from the sky as a savior and save the remaining tourists.
Then put all the faults on the fake Dahe Guangming, the ink man.

From then on, he regarded himself as a real Bodhisattva, spread the faith openly and enjoy the incense offerings.
The second is to stop wearing the hypocritical skin and kill everyone present.
Act recklessly in the world and turn the world into purgatory.

If the ceremony fails, the ink man will be captured alive or killed by the police.
Dahe Guangming, who hid in the study throughout the whole process, also has two choices.
After the war, the police suffered little loss, and more than half of them could continue to fight.

Then he would take advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on the ink man and run away in the chaos.
He would hide in a deep forest to recuperate for a while, then change his name and continue to recruit believers.
If the battle was over, more than half of the foreign aid brought by the police would be lost, and the remaining people would have no strength.

Dahe Guangming would take advantage of the fact that new foreign aid had not arrived yet to slaughter all tourists and forcibly achieve the worst in the world.
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The paper people gathered together to discuss for a long time, and Xiao Lan raised his hand hesitantly, "But there is one thing I don't understand, why is Dahe Guangming so eager to sacrifice. Such a big temple, he just said he didn't want it?"

Yu Tong lay on Chen Yanli's palm, grinding his rabbit teeth irritably.
"Because the real Dahe Guangming and the Moshui Man he used as a substitute don't have a harmonious relationship."
"The ten evil monks that Dahe Guangming taught Moshui Man to cultivate have the ability to change their appearance. The killing monk can turn himself into Officer Liu's master, and the lecherous monk can turn himself into Lu Yuanyou. This shows that he has a way to help Moshui Man become beautiful."

"Moshui Man cares a lot about his appearance, and he will be furious when others see his ugly face. Dahe Guangming has been reluctant to teach him how to become beautiful. He can only try it little by little on his own, and even thought of peeling off people's skin to make a mask."
Xiao Lan widened his black eyes, "No wonder the fake Dahe Guangming classified the offering to the immortal ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) as a general important matter."
"In fact, he is particularly reluctant to continue serving Dahe Guangming. Every time he offers sacrifices, he is reluctant, but he has to do it."

Yu Tong nodded.
Speaking of which, Moshui Man had touched Brother Chen's face before, and his movements and expressions were like touching an object.
He has a human form but no humanity, a bastard.

Why not throw the ink man into the fast-travel world for transformation.
Before he bound the system, he just wanted the world to usher in eternal peace.
Sacrifice freedom for peace, so that there will be no more wars and no more deaths in the world.

His original ideal was much better than the ink man.
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In the donor's dormitory, a temporary team composed of Chen Yanli, Little Rabbit Fairy, Lu Yuanyou, Officer Liu and the Paper Man Army slowly went to the fifth floor.

The ink man may be a stupid, bad, short-sighted fool.
But the real Dahe Guangming is definitely a smart man.
The ink man has been communicating with the temple level for many years under his name. He ordered the old abbot to capture the beauty and secretly developed the offline of Boss Long.

The six dust formation is maintained by the ink man, and the Dharma dust represented by Chen Yanli will also affect people's consciousness.
The ink man may have made some changes to the consciousness of the temple monks by taking advantage of the opportunity of daily maintenance.
Nowadays, the substitute has the intention of subverting the real master and taking the temple for himself.

If this continues for a few more years, Dahe Guangming Temple may have to be renamed Mo Shui Temple.
Instead of spending time and effort to reorganize the temple, it is better to squeeze out the last bit of value of Dahe Guangming Temple as soon as possible.
He can also use other people's hands to kill Mo Shui Ren, the dog that bites its master.

This is what Dahe Guangming is thinking.
No matter how you look at it, he has made a lot of money.
The message sent by the roommate to Chen Yanli further confirmed this point.

Mo Shui Ren is greedy and timid.
He neither saw the real purpose of Dahe Guangming nor dared to disobey his orders at the risk of being attacked from all sides.
He thought of leaving himself a way out, secretly joining forces with the old abbot to keep Liu Chen and Shi Evil Monk.

This is the family foundation from which he started.
Once the situation is not right, he will immediately sell Dahe Guangming and abandon the temple and run away.
What a joke, it was easy for him to think of it.

Since Dahe Guangming knew that he would bite people, how could he not think of this.
I am afraid that the power to block the entire temple can not only block tourists and police, but also monks and ink men in the temple.
Dahe Guangming's calculations were clacking, and Yu Tong felt a headache when he thought of him.

The demons and monsters that were originally imprisoned in the donor's dormitory might be eaten by Dahe Guangming to replenish energy for the war.
Or they might stay on the fifth floor to protect Dahe Guangming who was still waiting behind the door.
The dog thing is strong and thief. I really don't know how Brother Chen in the original text got rid of the old monster's control.

When the small team was on the way, Yu Tong lay on Chen Yanli's shoulder and read all the relevant fragments of the original text.
Dahe Guangming was not mentioned in the book at all, and even this temple did not appear.
The more Yu Tong read, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The feeling of missing an important clue appeared again.
He raised his paw and knocked on his head, calling the paper figurine Xiaohong to come over and translate.
Xiaohong came over and lowered her voice and said, "Fachen, the little rabbit fairy asked if you have any way to deal with Dahe Guangming."

Yu Tong's panic and anxiety were transmitted to Chen Yanli in real time through telepathy.
His face was also not looking good.
Now was an emergency, Chen Yanli restrained his temper and explained in detail to Xiaohong.

[The president of the Buddhist Association is a high monk, and his prayer beads restrain all evil spirits. He has been trapped here for many years, and Dahe Guangming has not cleared him out, which means that he can't do anything about those prayer beads. ]
[There are three clean people in our team, the little rabbit fairy, Officer Liu, and Lu Yuanyou. As long as one of them holds the prayer beads of the president of the Buddhist Association and presses them tightly on the body of Dahe Guangming. It is only a matter of time before the prayer beads kill him completely. ]
Xiao Hong was stunned, "So simple? Why is the old monk still trapped here?"

[He was ambushed, or he didn't realize that the ink man was a fake Dahe Guangming, and he spent too much time entangled with him and exhausted his strength. ]
[Human energy is limited. The president of the Buddhist Association is over 80 years old. Even if he has profound Buddhist teachings, his body is not as good as before. He can't stand a war of attrition. ]
[The old monk has been staying in the circle of rosary beads. While being protected by the rosary beads, the power in his body is also affecting the rosary beads. Even if he really dies and can't help, his rosary beads can still be used. ]

Chen Yanli has a very detailed and complete plan, and Yu Tong didn't see any problems.
He had a hunch.
Dahe Guangming may be much more powerful than they expected.

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Hearing that the president of the Buddhist Association had fallen, the paper man army began to retreat.
Seeing that the morale was low, Xiao Hong floated over to make a joke.

"Sisters, this temple has been blocked by the big river turtle, and none of us can escape."
"Try it, there is still a glimmer of hope. If we do nothing and let things develop, we will probably die here!"
Lu Yuanyou cheered up and touched her paper head.

Xiaohong was instantly excited.
"My family has a mine, and my father is rich. I can send a dream to my father and ask him to burn 100 million for me, and I will support you!"
"As long as we kill the mastermind and destroy the living sacrifice ceremony, the souls of those who were killed can go to the underworld smoothly. Then I will ask my father to burn a company for me and arrange jobs for them!"

With Xiaohong's lively atmosphere, the faces of the people in the team looked better.
The corridor on the fifth floor was empty, and there was no ghost in sight.
Chen Yanli was the strongest and led the team in the front.

The paper army surrounded Officer Liu and Lu Yuanyou to prevent the two ordinary people from being killed at the beginning.
The system had forgotten the previous quarrel and was shivering in the space.
[What if, what if and Brother Chen guessed correctly, the sealed demons and monsters were not eaten by the Great Light, but were brought into the house as guards, you...]

The system's voice stopped abruptly.
After approaching the tightly closed black door, everyone present heard a creaking sound.
It was the living dead locked behind the door, scratching the door.

Bursts of piercing coldness overflowed from the cracks in the door. The originally dark wooden door was covered with a thin layer of frost.
The paper lanterns hanging on the left and right sides were shaken violently by the cold wind.
Chen Yanli distributed the yellow talismans and prayer beads he had prepared temporarily, as well as some series of ghost-exorcising items, to others.

He held up his mobile phone and scanned the screen in front of everyone. Make sure everyone understands the process of using the props and the specific actions in a while.
Thinking that Dahe Guangming likes animals, he will not take the initiative to kill the little white rabbit.
Chen Yanli's eyes darkened, raised his hand to take the little rabbit off his shoulder and put it on the ground.

[You are too weak to help, and you will die if you go in. It is better to stay outside and find a chance to leave. ]
Yu Tong was stunned.
Among so many Chen brothers, Chen Yanli was the first one who was worried that he would die and did not want him to participate in the battle.

Other Chen brothers were also worried about him and cared about him, but they were not so emotional. It was clear that only if both of them tried their best, they would have a chance to survive.
Brother Chen gradually became a person he could not understand.
Seeing that the little white rabbit refused, Chen Yanli did not insist.

He did not want to take Officer Liu and Lu Yuanyou with him either.
Although they learned something temporarily, the practice time was too short. In less than twenty minutes, it was difficult to recite the spell fluently.
Weaker than the rabbit, he would most likely die on the fifth floor.

If he didn't have to deal with the Great Unity Light Body within fifteen minutes, and if he and the paper man couldn't touch the rosary, he wouldn't have needed to bring these people.
It's very easy to die, and it won't help much.
Seeing that morale was low again, Xiaohong immediately raised her hands and gestured back and forth.

Don't worry, as long as you survive to the underworld, I promise to keep you two fat and white.
You, you, and you, I can support everyone here.
My father is a coal boss, I have money!

With money and ability, everyone is more confident.
Everything is ready, Chen Yanli pinches his fingers with one hand and pushes open the heavy wooden door in front of him.