Li Liang has 10,000 swear words that he wants to scold.

But he didn't dare.

This Xuanzang is simply a neurotic.

With a compassionate smile on his face, he "stabbed a knife" at someone's body.

How can there be such a monk in the world?

It can only be said that he is still young and lacks knowledge and experience.

In fact, there are many such monks.

"Oh, it turned out to be still tied, Master Zhou untied him." Tang Luo looked at Zhou Zhenguo and said, looking abrupt.

Zhou Zhenguo thought about it and chose to unbind it in advance.

Li Liang took a few steps back and sat on the ground all of a sudden, with anger and horror on his face.

"Look, there is still no resistance, there is no doubt that it is me." Tang Luo said.

Even Li Liang himself had the urge to vomit blood.

What is the criterion for judging this?

Aren't you afraid of meeting an acting school that endures humiliation?

Monk, you have a hole in your brain, right?

Whether Li Liang is the deity or not, whether the ripper Jack is pretending, to be honest, Tang Luo is not sure.

He had no way of telling who was lying between Li Liang and Zhou Zhenguo.

It can only be judged by obtaining the power of merit, and Li Liang is most likely not Jack the Ripper.

And the most important thing is that Tang Luo doesn't care if "Xiao Li" is pretending to be Jack the Ripper.

If not, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and everyone will be happy.

If......

Tang Luo said: "The poor monk believes that Li Shizhu is not Jack the Ripper, but if—"

He took a step forward and looked at Li Liang condescendingly: "The donor is really the ripper who deceived the poor monk, don't blame the poor monk for blowing up your dog's head and subduing demons!" ”

If yes, that's right.

Directly delivered to the door, you don't even need to look for it, just hammer it to death.

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

Li Liang came to a denial triple.

When the monk Xuanzang spoke to him just now, Li Liang felt that it was even more terrifying than when he was smashed on the head by Zhou Zhenguo.

Shouldn't a monk be compassionate and lead people to goodness?

Isn't it a murder to blow the dog's head?

The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient.

Today's monks not only eat meat to marry wives, but even commit murder.

Can't be provoked, can't be provoked!

"Don't panic, the poor monk believes in you, but the ugly words are ahead."

Tang Luo said, "What do you think, Lord Zhou, if Master Li Shi is really Jack the Ripper, the poor monk will bear the consequences." ”

"Uncle Zhou, will you be deceived by some illusion?" Xiao Chu said.

He felt that Li Liang was not necessarily pretending.

There is no other reason, it is too cowardly.

It doesn't look like the dangerous boss in everyone's mind - Jack the Ripper.

"Yes, maybe Jack the Ripper will have some ability to cast illusions to make Uncle Zhou hallucinate you, so that we can kill each other."

High school student Xiao Zhou thought of a possibility.

"It's unlikely."

Without waiting for Zhou Zhenguo to speak, Tang Luo put forward a different opinion, "If the ripper has the ability to make people hallucinate and wants to kill people, why bother to let us kill each other?" Wouldn't it be easier to cast an illusion and kill again? ”

Including Zhou Zhenguo, they were speechless for a while.

This monk, is it fine?

"It's also possible that the Ripper can only cast illusions and has no ability to kill?" Xiao Chu frowned.

"It's also unlikely."

Tang Luo still objected, "Since it's Jack the Ripper, he can only use illusions and can't kill people?" How many possibilities do you think? If that's the case, it's more appropriate to have a mission called Freddy. ”

Zhou Zhenguo nodded.

"Which side are you on, monk?" Xiao Chu was a little crazy.

rescued Li Liang, and didn't think Zhou Zhenguo was "problematic".

The "master style" that had just been generated in the hearts of several people suddenly disappeared without a trace.

After breaking the rules, Tang Luo became a monk again.

Of course, strictly speaking, in fact, a monk is an honorific title at the beginning, and only those who have certain "qualifications" to be able to be a teacher can be called a monk.

It's not so particular now.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is just saving people."

“……”

“…… Never mind. Zhou Zhenguo said, "In that case, I won't kill him, but we will go our own ways and complete our own tasks." ”

His decision made everyone except Tang Luo stunned for a moment.

Is this going to break up?

Shouldn't we be in the same boat and overcome all difficulties?

This kind of scattering is quite common in gods and demons games.

There are no squads or other mechanics in the game of gods and demons, everyone is a lone ranger, and there is a disagreement in the mission, what should I do?

Naturally, the gang broke up.

Whether or not to cooperate to complete the task depends on the choice of the gods and demons.

Sometimes, teams don't necessarily help get things done.

Once, Zhou Zhenguo met a ruthless person, and it can almost be said that he completed the task alone.

The other gods and demons walked with soy sauce.

However, it is difficult to get a reward for the gods and demons who have played soy sauce after the mission is over.

Just don't count the "number of failures".

This time, Zhou Zhenguo didn't want to be that ruthless person.

I just don't want to be implicated.

There's definitely something wrong with Li Liang!

Zhou Zhenyuan was reluctant to put a time bomb around him.

Leaving, or pretending to leave, is the best option.

After saying this, Zhou Zhenguo turned around and left the church, and it was already daytime outside.

It didn't affect his actions in the slightest.

As for Xiao Chu and the others, they hesitated for a while, thinking that it was better to follow Zhou Zhenguo, and when they chased them out, they had already lost Zhou Zhenguo's trace.

I can only come back in a huff.

From time to time, he glanced at Li Liang a few times, and his expression was very dissatisfied.

"Rest assured, your lives will be guarded by poor monks!"

Tang Luo took care of it.

Zhou Zhenguo proposed to break up, but Tang Luo didn't expect it.

But he doesn't care, this kind of thing, just get used to it, how big it is.

“……”

A few hours later.

The expressions on the faces of Xiao Chu and the others were very solemn.

"It wasn't London." Xiao Chu said.

After separating from Zhou Zhenguo, a group of people left the church, and after some investigation, they found that this was not the Victorian London they had wishfully thought at the beginning.

It's a specious little western town.

Mainly white Europeans and Americans, with a plausible language and writing like English.

In terms of communication, there is actually no problem.

Walking as a god and demon and entering the mission world, you will have the ability to "understand language and writing".

Tang Luo's group of people walked down the street, looking a little dazzling, but they didn't attract much attention.

The means of transport on the streets was horse-drawn carriages.

Black smoke rose from the factory chimneys, and the sky was gray.

Since it's not London, everyone works together to hollow out their brains, and I don't know if there is any reference value of the ripper-related information, so it has become a scrap.

It is imperative to determine a general direction.

Running around like a headless fly, you can't find Jack the Ripper.

Li Liang curled up on a bench in the roadside park, his face pale and his expression uncertain.

In addition to the cause of the injury, he also realized that most of the time something had happened to him.

Otherwise, Zhou Zhenguo would have no reason to come out like this suddenly.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have died." Li Liang lamented in his heart.

According to the law of horror films, a person going to the toilet in the middle of the night is a typical act of death.

Why didn't you think of that at the time?

In fact, Li Liang is not to blame.

Even Zhou Zhenguo didn't expect the danger to come so quickly, even if it was a one- or two-hour movie, there would be a bit of foreshadowing ahead.

"The Master is back."

"Master ......"

When Li Liang sighed, Xiao Chu next to him walked a few steps out loud.

With a few newspapers in his hand, Tang Luo walked into this small park on the side of the street and distributed the newspapers to the people.

Jack the Ripper Kills One More Person! 》

"The police received a large number of provocative letters! 》

Incompetent Gran Field! 》

The newspaper catches the eye with a large headline about Jack the Ripper.

The "legendary killer" has already made a name for himself in this small city, killing 25 people in a row in just two months.

The number of crimes committed directly exceeds that of the ripper in history.

And the people killed are not limited to the role of a female branch girl.

The victims are all men, women, and children, and it can be said that they are killed randomly and indiscriminately.

Crazy to the extreme.

Each victim was disemboweled.

In stark contrast to the crazy Jack the Ripper is the Grand Field (police station), which has never been able to catch the Ripper.

Subjected to criticism.

After reading the relevant reports, everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

The danger of this ripper Jack is far beyond everyone's imagination.

"What now?" Xiao Chu asked.

A group of people arrive in a completely strange land to find a serial killer who has terrified the entire city.

It is a very difficult challenge for young people who have not yet been beaten by society.

After Zhou Zhenguo left, the backbone naturally became Tang Luo.

"Let's eat first, aren't you hungry?" Tang Luo said.

“……”

After Tang Luo's reminder, everyone also found that they were all hungry.

A group of people stood up and were just about to walk forward, when Xiao Chu asked as if he remembered something, "Master, do we have money?" Just eat. ”

The only benefit of these gods and demons is that they are fluent in language and writing.

The "gods and demons" are not responsible for providing money and goods to facilitate the gods and demons to walk and act.

"Rich, the poor monk met two kind-hearted people on the road and became a fate." Tang Luo took out his wallet from his trouser pocket and opened it, revealing a stack of thick banknotes.

"Fate?"

Xiao Chu and the others looked at Tang Luo's smile and frowned, feeling that things were not so simple.

But now is clearly not the time to calculate.

Inside a small alley in the distance.

The two pickpockets were lying on the ground unable to get up, their faces aching and shivering.