Horror Resurrection, I Bind the Enhanced Simulator

After a while, Zhao Wanyin slowly appeared by the window on the second floor, with the fiery red clouds dancing on her pale as paper cheeks.

"The servant girl is not well disciplined and speaks nonsense, please forgive me, Mr. Bai."

Zhao Wanyin spoke softly, bowed her head slightly and bowed slightly to Jiang He.

After Zhao Wanyin raised her head, she saw that the young man in white clothes below did not speak, and stared at her closely with eyes as bright as stars.

Immediately, I felt that my cheeks were hot and reddened.

"It's getting late, and it's still snowing heavily, please go back early to rest, young master."

After Zhao Wanyin said something hastily, she closed the window.

At this moment, the sky has become dark, and the sky is full of snow falling from the sky. It has been falling for nearly two days and two nights, and it is only June at this time.

Countless jets of water of different sizes rose upwards, straight into the sky, and different phases appeared frequently in Fengdu City.

Jiang He looked at the closed windows on the second floor, stopped for a stick of incense, and then slowly walked in the direction of Yuelai Inn.

"Squeak..."

After Jiang He left for a while, the closed window on the second floor was opened again, revealing the flickering flames, and Bi Er's head with two pearl flowers stuck on the ball head poked out from inside, looking around At a glance, there is nothing.

"Miss, he has already left."

Chapter 112

"Day [-]: The iron tree blossoms."

At midnight on the third day of the horror dungeon, a low, hoarse and terrifying voice came from the upper sky of Fengdu City, and rang in the ears of 48 veterans.

Ping'an Inn, Room No. 16.

In the dark room, Lin Yiyi and E Xiaoyu sat up from the bed when they heard the terrifying voice.

"What strange things will happen this time?"

E Xiaoyu said tremblingly, with panic in her voice.

"Although I haven't encountered any ghosts yet, I always feel more and more uneasy."

Hearing E Xiaoyu's words, Lin Yiyi sat on the bed and said nothing. Not only did E Xiaoyu feel uneasy, but the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense. The calmness was too strange. Until the third day, there was not a single ghost To attack them, this is something that is impossible to encounter in other horror dungeons.

The calm before the storm, there must be a terrible thing brewing at this time.

What exactly is it, what should I do, if Jiang Hyuk was here and encountered these things, what would he do?

I don't know which horror dungeon he has entered now, but with his strength, he can easily survive to the end in any horror dungeon he enters. I don't know what he is doing now...

In the dark room, Lin Yiyi sat on the bed and thought quietly.

……

"I knew you must not be dead, please, don't be so scary in the future, okay?"

Su Jingyuan floated from a distance, and stood side by side with Jiang He, who was dressed in a white black Taoist robe, and said with some complaints.

This is in the backyard of a temple. The temple is not too big, but it is more quiet. There is heavy snow in the sky, and there are no believers who come to burn incense. The four tall temples built with blue bricks and glazed tiles are also covered by heavy snow. It is apricot yellow. I don't know how many years of wind and rain have caused the wall skin to fall off, and it looks mottled. There are many linden trees planted in the courtyard, which are still tall and straight under the wind and snow.

In front of Jiang He and Su Jingyuan, there is a black iron tree more than two meters high made of dark brown iron stone. The roots of the iron tree are coiled on a smooth bluestone below. Picking it up, there are dense branches of different sizes on it, which have been rusted after the erosion of wind and rain.

At this time, on the densely packed branches of the iron tree, an indescribable number of small yellow flowers bloomed on it, beautiful and weird.

"Snow in June, well water flows backwards, cycads bloom..."

"There are frequent visions, and terrible things must happen."

Standing quietly on the spot, Jiang He, who had been looking at the blossoming iron tree, didn't answer Su Jingyuan's words, and Su Jingyuan didn't care either. He was used to Jiang He's character, so he glanced at him and continued.

"almost……"

Jiang He, who was dressed in a white black Taoist robe, frowned slightly, looking at the beautiful and weird iron tree with blossoming yellow flowers and muttering to himself.

"what……"

Su Jingyuan didn't hear Jiang He's soft voice clearly, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by the immature voice of a little novice who came from the snowstorm.

"Two benefactors, the host invites you to the meditation room for a talk."

A little novice came hurriedly from a distance, clasped his hands together and said to Jiang He and Su Jingyuan, and then waited quietly where he was. He was only eight or nine years old, with six blue scars on his head. Wearing a gray sweater covered with patches, a little flimsy, trembling in the snowflakes falling all over the sky.

After hearing what the little monk said, Su Jingyuan looked at Jiang He.

"Let's go..."

Frowning slightly, looking at the iron tree with blossoming yellow flowers, Jiang He spoke softly.

"Master, the two benefactors are here."

The eight or nine-year-old novice brought Jiang He and Su Jingyuan to a meditation room made of blue bricks and red tiles, knocked on the door lightly, and said respectfully to the inside.

"Squeak..."

The red wooden door of the meditation room opened from the inside, and a monk with long white eyebrows and a red cassock and a middle-aged Taoist priest holding floating dust stood at the door of the room.

"Amitabha, Lord Jiang and Lord Su, please come inside."

The monk in the red cassock clasped his hands together and spoke. His two long eyebrows were hanging down below his eyes, as white as snowflakes. There was a gray rosary hanging on the palm of his hand. He had a kind face and a solemn expression.

The inside of the meditation room is very simple. There is a gray wooden bed next to the wall, covered with a faded quilt. There is a square table next to the bed, on which sandalwood is lit. Wisps of green smoke float upward slowly. A long table of purple sandalwood, with four apricot yellow futons beside it, two on each side.

"The poor monk is the abbot of Jinguang Temple, and his Dharma name is Misery."

"This Daoist is the host of Zhengdao Temple, Daoist Wenli."

"The two benefactors are invited this time because of the catastrophe that Fengdu City is about to face."

After entering the room, the little novice served four cups of tea and left. Jiang He and Su Jingyuan sat on the futon with Master Miku and Daoist Wen Li, facing each other.

After sitting down, the miserable master with long snow-white eyebrows drooping in front of his eyes spoke with a dignified and solemn expression.

"Wuliang Tianzun, the matter is urgent, please forgive me for inviting the two benefactors over hastily."

Daoist Wen Li gave an apology, and after the sad monk finished speaking, he apologized and said that he was about 40 years old, wearing a purple Taoist robe, wearing a hibiscus crown, holding a whisk in his hand, and tied a A mahogany sword with a handle.

"The two masters don't need to be too polite. At this time, there are frequent visions in Fengdu City, so there must be something weird."

"It's fine for the two masters to order anything, as long as Xiao Ke can do it, he will try his best to complete it."

Su Jingyuan glanced at Jiang He, saw that he was just holding a purple sand porcelain cup, sipping tea and didn't intend to speak, so he spoke by himself.

Monk Suffering and Daoist Wen Li are both B-level strengths. If they can use the strength of the aborigines like them, the chances of passing the horror dungeon will be greatly increased.

And they will definitely know more than their own veterans from the real world know.

Now although we know that there are frequent visions in Fengdu City and that a great horror is about to happen, Su Jingyuan still can't understand what it is.

"This matter concerns the lives of 3000 million people in Fengdu City. If it is not stopped, it may cause catastrophe."

"And the evil we are facing this time is probably much stronger than everyone we are sitting here."

"Please benefactor Jiang and benefactor Su listen to the old monk before making a decision."

The mournful monk spoke with a solemn expression. After speaking, he looked at Daoist Wen Li, who had a worried expression on his face. After Daoist Wen Li nodded slightly, he began to speak slowly.

Chapter 113

"Let's start with the disaster that happened in the city."

"The first thing is that before January, pregnant women began to be killed in Fengdu City. Jinguang Temple and Zhengyi Temple sent people to investigate."

"Finally, it was found out that the disaster was caused by the B-level ghost emperor eighteen filial ghosts."

"Hey, the cultivators of Jinguang Temple and Zhengyi Temple are too humble. More than [-] people died at the hands of B-level ghost emperors and eighteen filial ghosts, but they didn't kill a ghost emperor."

"The dead monks are small, but it is a big deal not to stop the eighteen filial ghosts. In one month, nearly a thousand pregnant women have been killed."

"Thanks to Jiang's benefactor, he killed these eighteen B-level ghost kings and prevented more people from being killed. This is a great merit."

"This was the first disaster, but it also gave us a clue."

"The great horror that is about to take place has to do with pregnant women."

After the sad monk finished the first thing, he took a sip of tea and continued.

"The second disaster is that 36 C-level ghost king giants destroyed ancient buildings in Fengdu City."

"At the time we were confused by them and didn't know what their real intentions were."

"Finally let them destroy the ancient well with eighteen bronze dragon heads, and then we understand their intentions."

"I read the information and realized that the eighteen ancient wells with bronze dragon heads are actually an altar for burning evil spirits."

"This altar must have something to do with the horrible things that happened to the power."

"Unfortunately, it's too late, they have already been destroyed by them."

After talking about the second calamity, the mournful monk showed regret.

"And then there are the visions that happened in Fengdu City in the last three days."

"Snow in June, well water flowing backwards, cycads blooming, combined with murdered pregnant women and destroyed altars."

"It all shows that there is a horrible evil in Fengdu City that is about to recover."

"I sent someone to investigate all the pregnant women in Fengdu, but they found nothing."

"So we haven't found the root of the evil's recovery yet, so we can only take one step forward."

"This is also the purpose of my finding two benefactors here, because only two of them have this strength in Fengdu City."

"This is also for the lives of 3000 million people in Fengdu City."

After the sad monk finished speaking, showing compassion, he clasped his hands together and made a bow to Jiang He and Su Jingyuan.

"Master, there is no need to be too polite. If there is anything I can do to help, I will definitely help within my ability."

Su Jingyuan quickly stood up, bowed his head solemnly and returned a bow.

"Two benefactors, please look here."

Daoist Wen Li took out a simple bronze mirror, the mirror surface was as radiant as the surface of water, and above the mirror surface, a terrifying picture emerged, it was under the ground, in the soil where countless white skeletons were buried, densely packed, Boundless.

It's like a sea of ​​white bones, but these bones are all dead things, lying on the ground without moving.

"This is the sea of ​​bones buried in the ground ten miles outside Fengdu City."

"I observed it three days ago, when the skeleton was buried nearly a thousand meters deep underground."

"The second day was 500 meters above the ground."

"Today it is only 100 meters above the ground, and tomorrow it will break through the ground."

Daoist Wen Li saw Su Jingyuan's confused expression, and explained to him.

"These bones must have come towards Fengdu City. If they entered Fengdu City, 3000 million people would surely die at their hands."

"So what can we do?"

Su Jingyuan said, he didn't pay too much attention to the sea of ​​bones emerging from the bronze mirror, he could feel that these bones were the lowest F-level ghosts.

Although there are a lot of them, they can't do any harm to him as a B-level veteran, but they are a fatal threat to ordinary people in Fengdu City.

After Su Jingyuan finished speaking, Master Miku took out four fist-sized white pearls that were as white as jade without a trace of variegation. The four white beads were exactly the same, with a slight brilliance exuding from them.

"This is the spirit orb that activates the "Four Elephant Heaven and Earth Formation" that protects Fengdu City. "

"After activating the "Four Elephant Heaven and Earth Formation", there are only four life gates left in the entire Fengdu City. "

"These four life gates must be guarded by someone with a strong cultivation base holding a spirit bead to prevent the sea of ​​bones from entering Fengdu City."

"The high-level monks of Jinguang Temple and Zhengyi Temple have died in the fight with the eighteen filial ghosts and 36 giant warriors. No one can guard the gate of life."

"That's why I want to ask Benefactor Jiang and Benefactor Su to hold a spirit bead and guard a life gate."

"For the sake of the 3000 million people in Fengdu, I thank you two here now."

"Whether the two accept it or not, the 3000 million people in Fengdu City will thank the two benefactors."

"Amitabha."

After finishing speaking, the miserable monk put the four pure white and flawless spirit beads on the sandalwood table, folded his hands together, with a solemn face, and recited a Buddha's name.

"Immeasurable Life Blessing, I also ask the two benefactors to guard a life gate for the sake of the common people in the world."