Help! This savior is too stupid!

"So, everything is planned..."

Jiang Bai nodded and had a vague outline of what happened back then.

The Fourth Research Institute has known for a long time that there is a bug-level heart in the world, and has laid this plan for this purpose.

The former Eighth Ksitigarbha was shrouded in the shadow of death. In order to avoid the curse, he voluntarily chose to displace his body.

And the only one who can help him is the Fourth Research Institute.

The Fourth Research Institute concealed part of the information and waited until Tou Tie and Xin Tie separated before telling Tou Tie in private that he had a better heart.

Since he has a hard head and a hard heart, he is naturally willing to get something better.

From the very beginning, the former Eighth Ksitigarbha was plotted against.

only...

Shan Qingyi asked Jiang Bai's doubts.

"First Ksitigarbha, why do you want to help the Fourth Research Institute?"

The cause of this incident is all due to the prophecy of the First Ksitigarbha.

And no one knows the authenticity of this prophecy.

In Jiang Bai's view, prophecy is the most ridiculous thing, and it is on the same level as Suan Wuyi Ce Kongtian Emperor.

Coincidentally, Emperor Kongtian thought so too!

As for how the prediction comes true, there are actually many ways.

First, the prophecy can be vague and foggy, leaving people to fiddle with it on their own.

Take the prophecy of Sa Xiaoliu Mirror Ghost as an example. The First Ksitigarbha asserted that Sa Xiaoliu Mirror Ghost will die in the most beautiful scroll.

Think about it carefully, this is fucking bullshit!

Sa Xiaoliu's mirror ghost has great talent and extraordinary strength, ranking high among the Ksitigarbha.

If he dies, at least two beings of the same level will be buried with him.

There must be at least three meteors streaking across the sky.

For Sa Xiaoliu Mirror Ghost, isn't this the most beautiful picture?

To say the least, even if Sa Xiaoliu Jinggui commits suicide, there will still be a shooting star streaking across the sky. The blood-stained picture is the most beautiful. A dying person, on his deathbed, will be curious about everything he looks at...

Is this a prophecy?

Doesn’t it count?

This kind of fortune-telling trick has been played by countless people for thousands of years.

Secondly, prophecy is something that, as long as it is strong enough, can make all predictions come true.

It's like Jiang Bai told Wei Junjie that you will die from being pierced by thousands of arrows.

On the back foot, Jiang Bai took thousands of arrows and strung Wei Junjie's heart into strings of incense.

Is Wei Junjie dead? died.

Did he die from a thousand arrows piercing his heart? yes.

Is this a prophecy?

What a fart...

With the combination of the two, the First Ksitigarbha's prophecy can fool most situations in the past by just saying ambiguous words first, and then using his own strength to create some coincidences.

If it really doesn’t work, the First Ksitigarbha still has the final right of interpretation!

To explain this kind of thing, it all depends on one mouth and saying what it is.

"Hey, why don't I understand this?"

Monk Xintie sighed helplessly,

"When people are under the eaves, they have to lower their heads. Even if I know that No. 1 is plotting against me, what can I do?

If I don’t cooperate with the Fourth Research Institute, the first Ksitigarbha will only need to kill me with one knife, remove my head, and replace me with another Ksitigarbha who is willing to cooperate..."

After hearing this, Jiang Bai's image of the little monk he had seen gradually became blurred.

Is it good or bad? Is it good or evil? To kill or to keep?

Jiang Bai has no clue for the time being.

He once told Shan Hongyi that it is difficult to clearly distinguish between good and bad people in the world.

In Jiang Bai's case, he evaluates a person's comprehensive method - the must-kill list.

The ranking on the must-kill list says it all.

People who are on the must-kill list don't actually need to care about their rankings, because they will die sooner or later.

Just like a painter, he was ranked 996 when he first entered. His ranking has not changed since then and will never change.

Monk Xintie's words made the No. 1 Zang gain a high score and rocket up the must-kill list.

only...

Jiang Bai is seriously ill. Even if there is no suspicion, he will still be suspicious, let alone the one-sided words of the monk.

"In the end, it was all in vain."

Monk Xintie sighed, clasped his hands together,

"I want to leave this place. My only wish is not to become a monk."

"I know what happened to you."

Jiang Bai did not reply to Xin Tie immediately, but looked at Shan Qingyi,

"What are you going to do next?"

"You don't know the rules of the trial road of the Prison Heaven Emperor, do you?"

Shan Qingyi introduced,

"Each person can choose two helpers in the dungeon. If they successfully complete the trial road, these two helpers can regain their freedom, regardless of the final ranking."

Shan Qingyi pointed to the dungeon outside,

“The specific content of the road of trial will be told to you at each level, but I don’t know much about it.

But for helpers, the stronger the better, the more suitable the better. "

As for Shan Qingyi's helpers, she had already chosen them.

In the past two days, the sissy who came out of the mirror world has been in the dungeon because of credit at the Sansheng Inn.

As for the other one, Shan Qingyi said that he was an old acquaintance and she was the one who had been arrested and thrown into the dungeon.

"On your side, if you choose Xintie as your helper, you have to choose the other person carefully."

Jiang Bai nodded, indicating that he understood.

He must choose Monk Xintie, but there are still some things to deal with.

Shan Qingyi stood up,

"Then you're busy, I'll take the first step."

"good."

Jiang Bai did not go to see Shan Qingyi off.

After the other party went out, he closed the door.

Obviously, Jiang Bai and Xintie Monk wanted to say something in private, and they didn't want others to hear.

"Xintie, we've met for so long, but I haven't introduced myself yet, right?"

Jiang Bai said cheerfully,

"I'm a bit suspicious, but it's okay, it's just a minor thing. I just found out recently that the psychologist has problems and is probably a fake."

"I love to tell the truth. If I didn't know about your case, it would be fine. But now that I know, I'll naturally take care of it."

Jiang Bai sat on the sofa without moving, and Xintie Monk knelt on the ground without moving.

The flowers on the table didn't move, and the water in the bottle didn't move.

Space was suspended at this moment.

Geographical advantage · Past Lane.

In just a moment, Jiang Bai forcibly brought Xintie Monk back to the rules of Past Lane!

In Past Lane, the earlier the time, the stronger the person.

Jiang Bai is a 1218-year-old comrade, and Xintie Monk is less than 20 years old at most. Jiang Bai has an absolute advantage.

If Xintie Monk is still Ksitigarbha, Jiang Bai certainly can't do this.

A mere triple sublimation, in the face of geographical advantages, has no ability to resist.

"Don't panic."

Jiang Bai stood up, with a scalpel in his hand,

"You appeared by coincidence, the stubbornness and the gambler mixed together, and the failure led me into the game, and you avoided them at the most appropriate time and met me, all of this is too coincidental, and I never believe in coincidences."

"Let's say something from the heart, and after that, we are family..."

As he said, the scalpel cut the heart of the monk, a drop of blood seeped out.

"Let me see."

"Are you really, a heart of stone?"