009 snapped his eyes open, and the blinding light from the window penetrated his retina, brightening his vision.

The old monk in front of him was still in the same posture, his blood-red robe was dragging on the ground, and the wooden fish was making a sound.

009 looked down at the pale green futon beneath him, trying to recover from the remnants of the fear of death from the time lapse.

He saw the murderer who killed him, and although it was only a vague shadow, he had a ridiculous guess in an instant, could it be......

He was as calm as he was, but he was still a little incredulous when he thought of that conjecture.

The light from outside came in through the window, through the five-colored glass, and the light that turned into glass swept on the ground, and a trace of dust drifted in the air, and there was silence all around.

Su Que floated in the air, holding his chin with his hand and looking at him thoughtfully.

witnessed 009's two tragic deaths, and his high-ranking image no longer existed in Su Que's heart.

After all, how powerful the ferryman 009 to which the Elysium belonged in the previous life was also later, and 009 in the early stage was just a weak chicken.

In these two regressions, Su Que, as a virtual body, "died" much later than 009, she saw the whole process from the perspective of God, and naturally saw 009's body being swallowed up by it after death.

It was a cruel scene that I will never forget.

But people were scared out, and after watching the same corpse devouring process twice, Su Que, who was already numb, felt that he would be very calm when he watched it again.

She glanced at the beads on 009's wrist.

- There probably won't be a next time.

The old monk in the room was still babbling, and the words were exactly the same as the previous two times.

In the sunlight, the wrinkles on his face were soft and collapsed, and his cloudy eyeballs turned to 009 from time to time, and a flash of essence flashed.

009 lowered his head, his eyelashes slightly constricted, pretending to listen attentively as he had done the previous two times, but his eyes were scanning the beads on his wrist underneath.

- Sure enough, another one was broken.

The bright and blackened Buddha bead in the center had broken into powder at this time, and the transcribed rune powder was weakly sprinkled on the clothes, shaking into a golden piece in the sun.

009 clenched the beads silently.

"Forget the dust!"

The old monk in front of him glanced at his wrist and shouted dishappily.

009 slowly raised his head to look at the old monk, who was furrowing his eyebrows, his anger looking a little hideous.

He'd probably seen what he had just done.

"Wearing all the ornaments is something outside of the body, did you hear what I said earlier?"

009's face was calm, after all, he had heard it twice, and he memorized it all down.

"Hui Dao Chang, don't dare, I just heard it, the sentence in front of you is, you want me to erase the painting."

He replied truthfully.

At this time, he suddenly thought of something, paused, and hesitated:

"You know that...... The beads belonged to my parents...... Relic...... So it is inevitable that sometimes Zou Shen will think of them. ”

He lowered his eyes and pretended to be embarrassed, but his tone was full of temptation.

He had a vague feeling from the diary that the old monk had been wrong since that day, but speculation alone was not enough to prove, he needed evidence to push the logic below.

The old monk closed his eyes slightly, and the voice of the wooden fish echoed in the room, and he said:

"It's good, it's good, although it's a relic, but the Buddha beads are very evil, and it's better for you to have less contact."

009's body stiffened, and immediately turned into Gu Shui's waveless face, but his heart was extremely uncalm.

He guessed correctly, the old monk really had a problem.

What Forget Chen said in his diary is that the Buddha bead was given to him by the old monk to ward off evil spirits, and the old monk himself should not know this, and the relics are just his tentative words, and the biggest possibility is -

He's not an old monk anymore.

A chill slowly rushed over my heart, and the light-lit room looked extremely cold.

009 couldn't help but think of the faceless monk he saw before the second resurrection.

Had he also been replaced?

The old monk was already making his final closing remarks, and soon he was going to get rid of someone.

009 looked up at the old monk, trying to find the flaw in the person who was impersonating him between his mottled brows.

But no.

Black age spots covered his wrinkles, and a withered look attached to his face, which seemed to be indistinguishable from that of an ordinary old man.

The breeze wafted out of the window, and the smell of blood wafted down the wind, and the dry air filled the nasal passages, clogging the pores for a while.

009 frowned and looked to the window.

The wind is not coming in the right direction, not from outside.

It's not coming from outside, it's just ......

His gaze slowly turned to the old monk in front of him, who was meditating peacefully.

- He was not injured.

In a moment of lightning and thunder, he felt as if he had come into contact with the truth of a certain point in the matter.

That "old monk" had killed people, or rather, eaten people.

The weirdness began to creep up from the numb calves he was sitting on, and the familiar cool breeze ran against his back, and he felt a shadow envelop him, making him breathless.

At this time, the "old monk" seemed to realize something, and he suddenly withdrew his gaze from the Buddhist scriptures and stared at him with cloudy eyes.

009 felt the scrutinizing gaze in front of him, and the big array was calm and terrifying, and he said respectfully:

"I wonder what else is going on with the abbot? If not, the disciple continued to clean the courtyard. ”

Although his body was stiff, his tone was extraordinarily relaxed, as if he really didn't know anything, and the person in front of him was still his good abbot.

The "old monk" stared at him for a long time, and he pretended to be steady for a long time, but the "old monk" really couldn't see a trace of emotional ups and downs from his calm face, and he still gave up after insisting on looking at him for a quarter of an hour.

He nodded instead:

"Go, go, go......"

009 slowly tidied up his clothes, then stood up from the futon, saluted the old monk, and walked out slowly.

Even though he already felt the weirdness of all this in his heart, he relied on his self-control to make a flawless and calm exit.

There was a faint sound of wooden fish behind him, and the doorway and window became pitch black, as if a monster was hidden.

When 009 finally came into contact with the fresh air outside, he subconsciously breathed a long sigh of relief, allowing Rin to clear his spiritual platform a little bit.

The black clouds in the distance pressed on the top of the head early, and the oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire mountaintop, there was no wind here, and the wind chimes tied to the eaves in the distance were as silent as if they were dumb.

The windless air is not much better, and 009 knows that his time is running out and that he must find out the truth before the storm comes.

His expression was a little gloomy, and he slowly walked towards his courtyard.

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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