Embers Ad Infinitum

Long Yuehong, who was looking over there, suddenly retracted his head, and his heart beat faster involuntarily.

dead!

The crate lifted from the seventh floor contained a dead man!

Jiang Baimian turned his body sideways and pressed his back against the wall on one side of the corridor.

At the same time, she reached out her left hand, grabbed Shang Jianyao's shoulder, and dragged him to the door of the room.

Bai Chen quickly stepped back and returned to the room.

In the indescribable silence, the sounds of friction and the closing of wooden boards came from the stairs one after another.

Jiang Baimian leaned forward slightly and looked at that place cautiously.

She saw the two dull gray-robed monks lifting the crate again and heading downstairs.

During the whole process, even if there was an unexpected fall or crate falling, there was no dialogue or any communication between them.

What's even more strange is that they haven't looked around to see if anyone has seen it.

After the two gray-robed monks disappeared at the top of the stairs, Jiang Baimian turned his head and used hand movements to signal the other three members of the "Old Tune Team" to follow him back to the room.

Seeing the team leader closing the door, Long Yuehong whispered in shock and fear:

"Is this what happens if you are tempted by a demon and enter the seventh floor without permission?"

Become a corpse!

Jiang Baimian raised his hand and touched his cochlea, barely figuring out what Long Yuehong was talking about.

She said in a deep voice:

"Not necessarily seduced by the devil."

Seeing Long Yuehong's expression change slightly, Jiang Baimian added:

“It may also be due to other reasons that I entered the seventh level.

"Anyway, the corpse just now should be that of a monk. Judging from the fact that he had no hair. The cause of his death seems to be suffocation."

As for how he was suffocated, Jiang Baimian couldn't draw a conclusion just by looking at him from a distance.

No matter what, Long Yuehong could only be happy about this:

"Fortunately, we didn't believe the knocker and sneaked into the seventh floor recklessly. Otherwise, we would be the ones being put into crates and carried down now."

"In that case, I would like to apply for a song." Shang Jianyao imagined the scene described by Long Yuehong.

Unfortunately, no one asked him which song he wanted to sing.

Jiang Baimian skipped his speech and responded directly to Long Yuehong:

"It is unlikely that the person who killed the monk, or even said that he lured him up, was the knocker."

"Uh..." Long Yuehong couldn't turn a corner for a while.

Bai Chen pursed his lips:

"Indeed, if the knocker wants us to go to the seventh floor, we should restrain ourselves a little in the past two days and not cause any more weird deaths, so as not to be caught by us and completely give up the idea."

"That's right..." Long Yuehong nodded slowly.

Shang Jianyao helped to add with a serious look:

"According to the fact that there is a 'Buddha's Avatar' and a demon above, who is the knocker and who is the being who killed the monk just now?"

Long Yuehong almost blurted out, "Of course it's the devil knocking on the door to seduce us," but then he thought about it, wasn't he saying that the "Buddha's body" caused the monks who entered the seventh floor to die mysteriously, and made the "Old Tune Group" Just happen to scare them off?

In this way, who is the Buddha and who is the devil?

"If it was the 'Buddha's Ying Shen' who knocked on the door to prompt us to go up, then it was the devil who killed the monk just now to stop us." Jiang Baimian was thinking about this problem just now, "But the 'Buddha's Ying Shen' 'If you want to see us, can't you just go through the 'Perfect Enlightenment' guarding the seventh floor? It's simple, convenient and fast! Could it be that his purpose of meeting us cannot even be known by the 'Perfect Enlightenment' of the 'Crystal Consciousness Sect'?"

"Maybe the situation on the seventh floor is more complicated than we imagined. The 'Buddha's Body' may have nothing to do with knocking on doors or killing people. It's just trying to suppress and maintain balance." Bai Chen expressed his thoughts.

"Yes, yes, maybe he has also split into nine or ninety-one. Some want to trap us, some want to use our hands to do something, some want to stop it all, and some mediate. There are people knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras nearby..." Shang Jian Yao became more and more excited as he spoke.

Although Jiang Baimian thought this sounded absurd and crazy, considering the cost of the "Bodhi" field, he made a similar choice, and thought that Shang Jianyao's statement might be the truth.

She breathed out and said:

“Being associated with existences of this level often equals danger.

"It's better that we don't do well."

Long Yuehong couldn't wait to raise her hands and feet in approval, and Bai Chen also felt that this was the most rational choice.

Shang Jianyao glanced at "Garibaldi" who fell asleep again, sighed and said:

"If this is the case, I would like to ask him how to tolerate himself."

Awakened ones with the same price and higher level are not so easy to come across.

However, all those are Shang Jianyao's speculations and may not be true.

In the evening, Jiang Baimian once again used the radio transceiver to roughly describe the experiences of the past two days.

In order not to be noticed by Zen Naga and other monks, she did not mention the Five Holy Lands. She had previously told Shang Jianyao and others not to think about similar things. She planned to wait until she returned to the company before applying to go to the ruins of the steel plant to see what this holy place was like. What secrets are hidden?

When the telegram was about to be sent, the sound of cats mewing was heard in some streets in the area around the Sikaluo Temple.

"Ouch", "Ouch", "Ouch"!

This is a bit sad, as if he is enduring some kind of pain.

Suddenly, cats with different characteristics but the same shrill meows sounded in several places, one after another, complementing each other.

"There are also cats in heat this season..." Bai Chen looked out the window and muttered to himself.

"It's not the hottest time yet." Jiang Baimian finished his work and raised his head.

Bai Chen nodded:

"That is to say, there are only live cats in the red giant wolf area, but there are no living cats in the green olive area, uh, except for those with special abilities."

Many people in the Green Olive District do not have enough to eat every day, and when they see rats, they try to take a bite.

As soon as Bai Chen finished speaking, Shang Jianyao rushed to the window, faced outside and opened his mouth:

"Meow!"

"..." Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were both surprised and not surprised by this.

This is not the first time Shang Jianyao has done something similar.

When the team first arrived on the surface last year, he used "oow" to "chorus" with distant howls.

While Jiang Baimian was waiting for the company's confirmation call, he looked at Shang Jianyao, hoping to make him calm down.

At this moment, she saw Shang Jianyao take out a blue and white loudspeaker.

loudspeaker……

While Jiang Baimian's eyes were a little straightened, Shang Jianyao put the loudspeaker to his mouth:

"Meow!"

This meow echoed far away, causing the cats who were in spring to stop screaming.

"Ouch!" Shang Jianyao changed his name again, and his voice shook the sky.

Those with equipment are just different.

The next second, Zen Naga's voice sounded in the hearts of Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian and others:

"Please also ask the donor to be quiet and not disturb others at night."

"Indeed, this is rude." Shang recognized Yao's mistake and said, "I'm sorry."

He stuffed the blue and white loudspeaker back into his tactical backpack.

It was finally quiet... Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Until it was time to go to bed, Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao lying on the bed and suddenly asked:

"Will it be effective?"

"It's difficult." Shang Jianyao sighed.

ah? Long Yuehong, who was in charge of the night watch, looked confused.

After more than ten seconds, he vaguely understood what the team leader was asking, and understood that Shang Jianyao was not simply suffering from an illness.

He might be trying to attract the attention of a sleeping cat or a nightmare horse with an unstoppable twitch.

No, I can't think about it anymore, otherwise Master Zenaga will hear it... Long Yuehong quickly turned his attention to what will be tomorrow's breakfast.

Hey, there's nothing to think about. It's either oatmeal and bread, or oatmeal and toast.

…………

Golden Apple District, No. 22 Buni Street, the home of the reformist leader Gaius.

As the senator's son-in-law, Sheriff Wall once again came to visit.

He entered the study, looked at his father-in-law's aquiline nose, and sat across from the desk.

In fact, Wall didn't quite understand why his father-in-law, as the commander of the Eastern Army, had not returned to the army after coming to the First City to attend the meeting of elders and convene a citizens' rally.

"Tell me, do you have any new information?" Gaius relaxed slightly and leaned back on the chair.

Wall didn’t hide it:

"I learned from an informant named Old K that the previous team that contacted Marcus and stole certain secrets was from the 'Pangu Creatures'."

"'Pangaea'..." Gaius repeated and said with some relief, "No wonder they are interested in things in the North Amherford area. That is indeed their focus, not an illusion."

Wall was confused.

…………

In the early morning, it was just dawn.

The "Old Tune Team" heard a knock on the door.

"Breakfast is here." Although Long Yuehong disliked the fact that the breakfast at Sikaluo Temple only had a few items, when he was hungry, he could accept it even if he repeated the same food every day.

He walked over and opened the door.

Outside was not the young monk they were familiar with, but a gray-robed monk who looked quite silent.

This monk is also from Honghe, with deeper facial features and green eyes.

Similar to Zenaga, he was also very thin, but not nearly out of shape.

"Several donors, the new chief please come over." The gray-robed monk raised his palms in front of his chest and saluted.

"Why?" Shang Jianyao asked first.

The gray-robed monk replied neither quickly nor slowly:

"About the strange noises you have heard these past few nights."

Do you want to give an explanation or take action? Jiang Baimian nodded gently while turning his thoughts.

She did not refuse the gray monk.

As "prisoners" they have no right to refuse.

Following the gray-robed monk, the four members of the "Old Tune Group" left the room and walked all the way to the stairs.

The gray-robed monk looked back at Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian and others, then stepped up the stairs, seemingly following me.

This is the seventh floor... Jiang Baimian nodded invisibly.

The seventh floor! Her pupils suddenly dilated, and her outstretched foot froze in mid-air.

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