I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

Jia Luo stared at the Qianye Mountain in astonishment.

climb mountains?

And, more importantly, with such a big guy on the shoulders of the holy monk, it is even more impossible to take a special tourist mountain climbing route.

In other words, Jia Luo and the others wanted to find a mountain path that no one had ever walked before, and climb up the mountain.

Looking at the trails on the mountain, there are many vegetation and rugged mountain roads. It is very difficult to climb at first glance. The difficulty can be imagined.

"Master Jia, if you can't climb up, the poor monk can take you up."

Seeing Jia Luo's dull face, the holy monk chuckled, and then said kindly.

"No need, holy monk, I'm still a man anyway, why can't I climb a mountain..."

Jia Luo justly refused.

This is related to the dignity of a man, but the holy monk said last night that he is weak, and no matter how he says it, he can no longer admit defeat here.

Then, Jialuo went up the mountain with the holy monk.

"That... ha... holy monk... walk slowly..."

Galo was panting from exhaustion.

"Master Jia, you really need to exercise more!"

The holy monk shook his head slightly, then bent down and grabbed Jia Luo, carrying him on the other side of his back. "Uh……"

Gallo looked shocked.

Then, the holy monk went straight to the top of the mountain, Jia Luo on his shoulders froze, and he felt himself flying.

After a while, it seemed as if some barrier had been broken through.

In an instant, the figure of the holy monk turned into a misty white shadow.

In just three seconds, the top of the mountain appeared in front of my eyes.

Moreover, this is basically a steep mountain that can't be reached by mountaineering, and there is no one around.

Jia Luo got off the back of the holy monk. He felt that he was a little motion sick today, his stomach was sore, he felt like vomiting, his feet were weak, and he almost fell down.

Too dangerous!

Jia Luo secretly vowed that he would never let the holy monk carry him next time.

Do it again, and your life will be gone!

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Miskatonic University, the most historic library.

Professor Cass pushed open the door of the librarian's lounge, and he went straight to an elegant mahogany desk with a serious face. There were so many books stacked on it that it blocked his sight.

"Ms. Dreis, how can you lend that book to a clergyman from the East."

Professor Cass sternly reprimanded in a critical tone.

"Professor Cass, this matter was approved by Mr. Principal. If you have any objections, you should go to Mr. Principal, not a little librarian like me."

From behind the pile of books came a calm voice.

"Enough, no matter what you say, I will not allow this kind of thing."

Professor Cass interrupted the calm voice angrily, without further words, he turned and left directly.

"Whatever happens to that clergyman, I'll get that book back, it shouldn't go anywhere but this library."

Only Professor Cass's stern and resolute voice was left echoing in the librarian's lounge.

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PS1,

Author's message:

PS2, seeing this picture, I am very curious about what will happen to those two-dimensional powerhouses who come to eat chicken

Of course, the rules need to be changed. For example, if the location is set on a floating island, the player who dies or falls off the floating island will be considered a loser.

Then, someone collapsed the floating island at the beginning...

A bunch of guys who can't fly are confused

Teacher Saitama is confused

Kamijou Tomo

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Chapter 160 Eight Disturbances at Miskatonic University II

When he came to the top of the mountain, Jia Luo suddenly had the feeling of beautiful mountains and rivers, magnificent mountains and rivers.

The holy monk was pulling out weeds and throwing away rocks with his hands, making a clean and flat ground.

Jia Luo has no time to enjoy the scenery now.

At this time, he took out the magical formation from his bag, that is, the A4 paper, an A4 paper with a picture of a mysterious formation drawn on it.

Glancing at the formation diagram, Jia Luo suddenly thought of a question, and asked the Demon Lord in the bag aloud: "Master Demon Lord, if what I want to go to is not the world of the holy monk, but the world of this planet In other places, do we still need to use the blood of the holy monk to paint it again? Is the blood of the holy monk used as a road sign, if it is in the same world, it is not needed?"

"Blood psychic, without this bald donkey's blood copying on it, it is a piece of waste paper." Mozun hehe sneered.

"Blood psychic?"

Jia Luo was taken aback for a moment, and then he thought of the TV series or anime he had watched before. It seemed that this was true. Those sacrificial ceremonies were basically inseparable from blood.

There are also the artifacts of the protagonists of the novels, which are generally blood-recognized and the like.

Afterwards, he thought that even the system's sealed boarding body called Xuan Xingjie was still activated with his own blood.

Can your own blood be useful?

"Master Mozun, is my blood okay?" Jia Luo asked curiously.

"Your blood..." Demon Venerable said contemptuously, "Don't tarnish the magic circle that I am proud of, with blood that is stupid like you."

Gallo: "..."

Am I stupid enough to eat your rice? Do I need to talk here all day?

Jia Luo was a little annoyed, so he imitated Mozun's contemptuous tone and said, "Master Mozun, I'm afraid you don't know the method of genetic modification. When I have a chance in the future, I will do a wave of genetic modification and immediately become a genius cultivator." Do not believe."

"Genetic modification? I don't know what it is, but I know that unless you can wash your soul through the Jiuyou River, otherwise you, a blunt person like you, want to cultivate immortality."

Mozun said with a cold snort.

Soul flush?

Gallo thought curiously.

That sounds a bit like the back heel—Achilles, flushing the waters of the Styx.

So where do I go to flush the Jiuyou River?

Jia Luo almost asked, but suddenly it occurred to him, I'm going, isn't the meaning of the Mozun's words a tactful way of saying "you go to reincarnate early and wait for your next life"?

Immediately, he lost interest in continuing to ask questions.

When the audience masters heard it, they knew what Mo Zun meant by urging the protagonist to reincarnate earlier.

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"It can't be cured, wait until you die, and say goodbye—the Mozun strikes three times!"

"So, the protagonist's talent difference is not only in the body, but also in the soul?"

"It turns out that the protagonist can still be saved after reincarnation. That's great, I thought he couldn't be saved!"

"In the front, the protagonist listened and wanted to give you a piece of luck, squinting..."

"No, I'm serious. According to this kind of discovery, the protagonist was beaten to death by a big boss, but his true spirit is immortal. From entering the cycle of reincarnation, he was reincarnated into a poor family in a mountain village, and then got a chance to start anew. On the path of cultivation..."

"Interesting, why does it feel like Chen met?"

"Come on, this is a pen, you write it, it's funny..."

"Guys, no more girlfriends. Is it because Green Tea betrayed the protagonist, and then was framed by the enemy..."

"Hey, you guys forgot, the childhood sweetheart next door is a beauty embryo at a young age..."

"There needs to be a bully in the village, as the bottom monster of Xinshou Village..."

"What are you going to do with the cheat, pass by an expert to give advice, or search for cheats from the bully's house?"

"The previous ones are directly connected to the system these days, simple and rude, who will give you so many moths..."

"The name is - the strongest system of rebirth asked I want to become a fairy..."

"Seeing you, I understand what it feels like to be abandoned by the times. Your style has been out of fashion for a long time..."

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Jia Luo didn't care about the barrage, and after discussing it like this, they could chat for a long time.

He turned his head and looked towards the holy monk.

I saw that under the feet of the holy monk, there was a layer of tight and compact soil, which looked like a smooth floor.

It's worthy of being a strong handjob!

The corner of Jia Luo's mouth twitched. He just asked the holy monk to sweep away the dust that would stain the A4 paper of the formation diagram.

He walked up to the holy monk and shouted, "Holy monk, according to the words of Lord Mozun, if this magic circle is to be useful, it needs to be drawn again with your blood, holy monk."

Upon hearing the words, the holy monk patted the ashes that did not exist on his hands, and replied, "The poor monk has also tidied up here, and the benefactor can bring the formation."

He didn't ask why he wanted his own blood.