Forces of Temptation

Program group: "..."

...the script is not like that.

In the setting of this dungeon, the tour guide has a personal relationship with the apprentice and master of ceremonies of the lowering master, and is responsible for soliciting customers for them.

He not only solicits customers, but also acts as a second-hand dealer, selling tourist information.

A tour guide is someone who can easily grasp all the identity information of tourists without easily arousing suspicion.

Moreover, most of the people who came to Tyrande would go to pray to Buddha and burn incense, and they would reveal their birthdays, and let the masters in the temple measure the good and bad, and calculate the future.

The tour guide will send out these seemingly insignificant things casually, and exchange some cigarette money for himself.

As for what the master of ceremonies are going to do, he doesn't care.

Anyway, every time after sending the guests to their seats, the tour guide would retire and go back to the bus to play games.

And this time in the tour group, there were six people whose birth date horoscopes happened to be what the descendant master needed to practice "Chang Sheng Jiang".

Their natal charts coincided with the six evil stars "Ring Xing, Mars, Earth and Space, Earth Jie, Qingyang, and Tuoluo".

Nanzhou and the others were supposed to be the six destined unlucky ones.

Nanzhou's horoscope is to sail in the waves and wander for a lifetime.

Jiang Fang is a cruel, indifferent, procrastinating and deceitful Tuo Luo.

Li Yinhang represents Qingyang who is determined to go his own way and dare to try.

Shao Mingzhe is the stubborn and unrepentant Martian.

Cao Shuguang is a bell star who is impatient, bold and has a weird personality.

And Ma Xiaopei is doing things superficially and unrealistically.

The brain of Earth Tribulation, the Heart of Dharani, the Gallbladder of Carrying Sheep, the Kidney of Mars, the Lung of Ling Xing, and the Liver of Earth and Space are refined and evolved with the fate chart to become "Chang Sheng Jiang", which can help people live longer.

This is a rare opportunity, and it is also the "no coincidence, no book" given by the dungeon.

In the face of this group of ignorant and bullies who are waiting to be slaughtered, the lower head master is overjoyed, and recruits his own senior brothers who are highly capable to do this big event with him.

Therefore, the next plot should be that this group of idiots were tricked to the scene of surrendering their heads, and they spent money to seek death.

They'll think they're seeing a great show.

In fact, the "Peace Curse" cast on them is the real curse, allowing the head-down master to locate their existence at any time.

In the next 14 days, they will be entangled and tortured by various strange phenomena in their lives.

They have to find out through uninterrupted investigations that someone is plotting against their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys in a foreign land where they cannot speak the language and have nowhere to turn for help, and try to survive this fantastic and inexplicable horror.

...that's how it should be.

If Nanzhou hadn't turned the head of one of the important bosses, that is, brother Jiangtou into a flowerpot.

In fact, when Nanzhou offered to drip blood, the caster of the lower head master was in a daze.

He had never seen a chicken brought up with its neck cleaned.

Because the "surrender" blessed by human blood is the most brutal, it can directly apply the most advanced and powerful spells to the target you want to assassinate.

For example, flying head down.

As long as you manipulate Feitou and bite Nan Zhou on the shoulder, the bitten place will fester and fester the next day.

On the third day, his bones would rot and liquefy.

On the fourth day, he would rot to the heart and die in pain.

In the end, Nanzhou will rot until there is only one head left.

This suits them well.

Only the peripheral brothers can provide flying head support.

The master of the lower head contacted the senior brother with a mantra.

Brother thought it over and readily agreed.

...and then, he lost his head.

Not only that, as an advanced head-dropping technique, the flying head-dropping technique fails halfway, and the backlash against the head-dropping master is also terrifying.

The head descendant's nosebleeds had already dripped into a small stream, and he had a splitting headache. There seemed to be tens of thousands of caterpillars crawling around in his head.

He staggered to the front of the stage, already at the end of his strength, with his back to the audience, like a pile of garbage, and knelt down on the ground.

He was so angry that he almost lost the strength to beat his heart.

As for the master of ceremonies, he is just an ordinary young man who wants to make money by lowering his head.

He saw that the person who was planning big things with his master during the day turned into a flowerpot so vigorously, and his master was about to weaken and die, so he thought he had offended some kind of expert.

Nan Zhou looked at him: "You..."

The indifferent gaze made the master of ceremonies tremble.

After his legs trembled for a while, leaving a trace of defecation on the ground, he yelled belatedly, hurriedly crawled out of the tent with hands and feet, and disappeared into the twilight.

The plot in front of me, although it is not very understandable to ordinary audiences, it looks very exciting.

From their point of view, the head-down master first acted fiercely, and then was counter-killed by the more powerful ones.

There are twists and turns, ups and downs, and a reasonable rhythm.

Everyone thought they had seen a pre-arranged battle of the head-down masters, and the applause became more and more thunderous.

Li Yinhang turned his head and looked around.

She found that there were no other staff members in this tent, only a temporary small wooden table with more than a dozen books set up at the door.

... Presumably the money for selling the books was also collected by the escaped master of ceremonies.

After observing this point, Li Yinhang's courage increased sharply.

She has always had a thick skin.

She resolutely showed the momentum of going to the Tianqiao practice booth when she was in college, and introducing herself to hug Nanzhou's thigh at the beginning of the game. She stood up abruptly, folded one hand in front of her chest, and bowed deeply: "Every audience, for today's performance Are you satisfied?"

Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei: "..."

Ma Xiaopei: "...what is she doing?"

Cao Shuguang shook his head like a rattle.

Most of the people present were compatriots. Hearing Li Yinhang's Chinese with a perfect accent, the original excitement was raised to a higher level.

Someone took the lead in cheering: "Good!"

Nanzhou: "??"

He looked at Jiang Fang in surprise, expressing his bewilderment at Li Yinhang's behavior.

Jiang Fang put his index finger on his lips with a smile, signaling Nan Zhou to watch Li Yinhang's performance.

Li Yinhang was bold and thick-skinned, and said in the classic sweet voice of customer service: "Everyone is happy, then the evening we spent together today is valuable."

"If you are interested in the ancient Thai head-bending technique—"

"Please follow me to the door, you only need 3000 baht, and you will have the opportunity to receive this mysterious and exotic gift."

After Li Yinhang yelled, he walked towards the door with a calm face.

...It was just when I first started, I was a little nervous at the same time.

Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei: "..."

Grass.

They got it.

This wave is taking advantage of the fire.

The master of ceremonies ran away, and the head-down master was powerless to resist.

Li Yinhang simply made Li Daitao stiff, and directly helped them earn money.

The worst thing was that the lowering master hadn't left yet, and was lying on the side of the stage.

But he didn't even have the strength to stop him.

But none of them broke through.

Including Shao Mingzhe who silently looked at Li Yinhang's back.

After the audience's aesthetic taste is pleasing, they are naturally extraordinarily generous.

Outside the tent, apart from six people, there were a total of three groups of guests.

A group of people bought a copy.

Another group of customers wanted to take some back to give to their friends. They generously paid 15000 baht and took five books.

Li Yin's aviation gloves are white wolves, with no profit and a net profit of 18000.

Nan Zhou also took a copy by himself, and flipped through a few pages in the afterglow of the street lamps.

This book is written very shallowly, does not teach how to draw spells, and does not explain in detail the raw materials needed for "falling".

It's just a superficially lively and hypocritical work.

There was a man who came to watch the head lowering technique alone, and was the last one to come to Li Yinhang.

He stared at Li Yinhang eagerly, and said, "I want to control a girl and make her fall in love with me forever. Excuse me, is it convenient for the master to perform the spell?"

He is willing to bid 12000 baht for this.

Li Yinhang looked at him with crooked smiling eyes, and he never refused to come: "Okay, no problem. Please leave the lady's basic information here, such as birthday, ID number and phone number. Alright."

Men really do.

He took out a lip balm from his bag, put it in Li Yinhang's hand, lowered his head again, and rustled the girl's personal information on the post-it note.

Li Yinhang moved closer, and asked with a smile: "Sir, you know her so well, is she your lover?"

"It's just a colleague now." The corner of the man's mouth raised a disgusted expression of "knowing everything", "Isn't this... going to trouble the master?"

Li Yinhang propped his chin: "Oh~ it looks like this."

After paying the money, Li Yinhang called Master Nanzhou and told him the man's request.

Nan Zhou sized up the man, then picked up the girl's personal information and items to examine carefully, and said coldly, "Okay."

The man was overjoyed, he held the lip balm hopefully, and walked towards the corner of the tent with Nan Zhou.

Li Yinhang stuffed the man's money into his pocket casually, picked up the paper on which the girl's personal information was written, and flicked the "phone number" with his index finger.

...Silly batch.

With the phone number, Li Yinhang was more than happy to chat with this unlucky girl about her perverted thief colleague.

She also believed that Nan Zhou would not surrender to him.

It would be considered polite not to give him a head-flying landing on the spot.

However, looking at the phone number, Li Yinhang suddenly remembered that his mobile phone could no longer be used in the dungeon.

She looked around.

Now if you want to make international calls, you can only...

At this time, Shao Mingzhe lowered his head, with his pockets in his pockets, and slowly walked out from the shadow beside the tent door, like a shadow that wrapped himself tightly.

Li Yinhang suddenly felt guilty.

... I don't know when he came to the door and how much he heard.

He glanced at Li Yinhang with those cold three-white eyes, then reached into his pocket.

After sweeping around the bottom of his pocket, he took out... a dozen or so coins with a face value of 10 baht, and gently placed them on the cover of the rough-made letter in front of Li Yinhang.

Taking advantage of the dim light on the side of the road, Li Yinhang noticed that the blood on his fingertips hadn't been wiped clean.

Li Yinhang: "Hey..."

But Shao Mingzhe obviously didn't intend to talk to her.

After putting down the coin, Shao Mingzhe straightened his mask and plunged into the shadow beside the tent.

Li Yinhang blinked.

She looked again at the coin-operated phone booth she had been staring at just now.

Did he mean to let himself use the change to call that girl?

Or are you thinking too much?

Li Yinhang picked up the coins one by one.

His warm palm still remained on the coin.

The round coin reminded Li Yinhang of the head that was supposed to roll towards her just now but was finally intercepted by Shao Mingzhe.

Should I say... a "weird"?

……

Nanzhou picked five eggs from the eggs brought by the lower head master, scribbled five charms with lip balm, and presented them to his perverted colleagues. Let him eat these five eggs raw after returning home, and he can get a girl heart of.

The perverted man thanked him a thousand times, took his dysentery set meal, and left happily.

After seeing him off, Nan Zhou came to Master Jiangtou.

The head-down master was already semi-conscious by the side of the stage.

...perhaps out of breath.

Obviously, Nanzhou didn't intend to let him go.

The young couple witnessed Nan Zhou's robbery against him.

The melodious sounds of items entering the warehouse are endless.

Nan Zhou took away a whole set of utensils from Master Jiang, including bowls, cups, needles, threads, spoons, pestles, bottles, jars, a small packet of cinnabar, two packets of powder ground from snakes and scorpions, and two packets of insect fat. , Three bags of golden silkworm powder.

"Congratulations to the player Nan Zhou for obtaining the A-level props, [N-piece set of Magic Artifacts of the Lower Head Master]!"

Nan Zhou stripped off the cloth robe of the head-subduing master, and inside it were all kinds of spells that could defend against the head-subduing from outside.

——Of course, this cannot defend against the backlash caused by one's own lack of ability.

"Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for obtaining a Grade A item, [Spell Immunity]!"

By the way, he took out a thread-bound book with more than half of the thread missing from the inner lining, and after turning over two pages, he also took it away.

"Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for obtaining an S-level item, [Mystery Book]!"

The worst part was that Nan Zhou was lost in thought as he stared at the few remaining eggs in the dozen.

He asked Jiang Fang who was standing beside him: "Brother Fang, can you make it?"

Jiang Fang smiled: "Of course. You can fry, steam, fry, or make cakes."

Nan Zhou made a decisive decision and took out all the eggs.

"Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for obtaining a non-level item, [eggs] 6 pieces!"

Cao Shuguang and Ma Xiaopei's pupils quivered.

They finally knew how terrifying the sixth-ranked team was.

If they accidentally die in their hands, they may even take away their pants.

... a terrible death, a shameful death.

After playing the autumn wind, Nan Zhou set his sights on the neck of the lowering master.

He squatted down and rested his chin, seriously considering whether to wring his neck.

But Jiang Fang put his finger on his shoulder and rubbed it, as if he was giving some kind of reminder.

Nan Zhou understood, took out the [Book of Mystery] just now, rolled it up slightly, clenched it tightly with one hand, pressed it against the back of his head, and closed his eyes to digest it.

When he opened his eyes again, he stretched out his hand, took out a silver needle from the warehouse, dipped it in some cinnabar, and poked it on the head descendant's scalp, drawing neatly with cinnabar. The spell comes.

At this time, Cao Shuguang really realized what it means to "treat the enemy as cruelly as the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves".

As a Gaowei person whose real identity is completely opposite to Nan Zhou's class, Cao Shuguang's scalp felt cold, and he couldn't help scratching his scalp with his fingertips in empathy: "What is this... why? Just kill him. "

Nan Zhou drew a talisman seriously, and said at the same time: "You can't kill him. You must keep him and draw out the people behind them."

Cao Shuguang glanced at the gorgeous flowerpots of human heads on the ground: "Isn't there someone hanging up? Maybe this head is the person behind it. Kill this head-subduing master too, and the game might end."

Nan Zhou turned around, held up the silver needle, and asked sincerely, "How could it be so simple?"

High-dimensional creatures in the live broadcast room: "..."

This is fucking embarrassing.