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It's just that Su Bai doesn't need any steps, and he doesn't want any misunderstandings.

Since the explanation you gave me was just a "misunderstanding",

All right

I'll give you a misunderstanding too.

Everyone misunderstood once, and that's it.

The chestnut-haired woman looked at Su Bai, and then at the corpse of her companion lying on the ground, she seemed to be a little incredulous at what was happening in front of her,

counterpart

Just killed his companion directly?

The bald man twitched, and at this moment, he seemed to have a feeling of being slapped a few times by the oriental man in front of him, especially since the Chinese man deliberately pretended to be innocent.

"Buzz!"

The bald man took a few steps forward and stared at Su Bai viciously, "You yellow-skinned monkey, you don't want to live anymore, do you!"

"Come on. A smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth, just now, he didn't absorb much residual vitality from the dying female magician, and his current condition didn't improve much, but Su Bai still stretched out his middle finger and "hooked" his hand at the bald man in front of him.

Come on

Kill,

Hit,

Who's afraid of whom!

The bald man's fists clenched instantly, and for a while, the surrounding airflow seemed to be sucked over.

Seeing this, the chestnut-haired woman was about to open her mouth to stop her companion, but she found a man in a monk's robe walking in at the door of the restaurant, the man's eyes were pure, with a kind of profundity, but the man's qi was completely locked on herself.

This monk, from the very beginning of his walk-in, has already clearly stood in position and attitude.

"Amitabha, Dabai, but I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you become like this. ”

"I met three white-skinned pigs, and I thought I had made the pig hair, and now I just killed one, and there are still two left waiting to be killed by me. ”

Su Bai grinned, and while laughing, he took the initiative to walk towards the bald man.

Come on

Aren't you here to kill me?

Aren't you going to avenge your fellow man?

Aren't you angry?

Don't you think I'm upset?

Come on

Do it

I'm waiting for you to do it,

When the time comes,

Who the hell will get out of this door alive!

The meaning in Su Bai's heart was all conveyed to the bald man through his strong and cold gaze.

If there was no sudden appearance of the monk and standing in line without hesitation, maybe the bald man would really insist on making a move on Su Bai despite the advice of the chestnut-haired female companion, but now the other party has another strong reinforcement, and the original 2V1 has directly become five or five open, although this Chinese man is seriously injured, no one can take him lightly.

"I'm sorry, my companion is dead, we want to leave with her body now, can we?"

The chestnut-haired woman walked over directly, picked up the body of the female magician, and then glanced at the light-headed man, the bald man glanced at Su Bai hatefully, and walked out of the restaurant with the chestnut-haired woman.

The monk walked to Su Bai's side, looked at Su Bai's tragic injury, and couldn't help but shake his head a little speechlessly, and said, "Let's go, the police should be coming soon, find a place to treat you first." ”

Su Bai looked at the monk and said with a smile, "Monk, don't tell me that you arranged all this. ”

"It shouldn't have been done by the listeners, who dares to kill so many people by mistake at once, the radio will punish it, the poor monk originally said that he was going to come to you in the evening to talk about something. ”

"But I told you on the phone, I'm not interested in that. ”

"It was a relic from a previous generation of listeners, more than 20 years ago. Seeing that Su Bai was still unmoved, the monk continued, "The things left behind by the listeners of the same era as your parents, now for some unknown reason, have begun to become more and more obviously restless, and the radio has not released any realistic tasks for the nearby listeners to come over, don't you think you are curious about this?"

"Not curious, really not curious. Su Bai emphasized, "Monk, I really don't want to get into this matter, I really decided to go on vacation in a different place, this Dali, I really can't talk about peace recently." ”

"Let's heal your wounds first, the poor monk has some materials to show you here, and I'll talk about it after you finish reading it. ”

..................

In the inn, the monk was holding the juice that had been crushed and dissolved with the pill to heal Su Bai's injuries, even if Su Bai's blood bloodline could recover itself, but this injury was indeed too serious.

Su Bai could see that the monk took out a lot of inventory at the bottom of the box, and a lot of precious pills and herbs were used for himself, and some of them were not even redeemed from the micro store.

Why did the monk do this, Su Bai could naturally think clearly, he had nothing to do, this is this, using such expensive medicinal materials to heal himself, how can he refuse later?

After the treatment, the monk went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out, he wiped his hands with a towel and said: "Although the injury is very serious, the problem is not very big. ”

"I feel like I'm going to have to lie down for a month. Su Bai said.

The monk took out a document bag from his cuff and placed it in front of Su Bai, "Look at this." ”

Su Bai leaned on the side of the bed and shook his head, "I'm dizzy, anemic, and I don't want to see it." ”

"It's okay to just look at one of the pictures. The monk had to take matters into his own hands, opened the file bag, and pulled out a photo from it, "This person, do you know it?"

The monk showed the photo in front of Su Bai,

Su Bai's gaze swept over very casually, yes, it really just swept over very casually, but soon, Su Bai's gaze was fixed on the photo.

It was a group photo in front of the three pagodas of Chongsheng Temple,

There are three people in the photo,

The person on the far left looks fat, fatter than the fat man of Zhang Bayi, the right is a monk, and in the middle, there is a man in casual clothes, the fat man looks to be in his forties at that time, the monk in the photo was also forty or fifty years old at that time, and the man in the middle is slightly younger, it looks like he is only thirty years old.

"You know him, don't you?" the monk said as he looked at Su Bai, "His name is ...... Su Yuhang. ”

SU Yuhang,

These three words,

Of course Su Bai had heard of it, hehe, until Su Bai was twenty-three years old, he had always regarded this man as his father.

In his "memory", this man often appears, he is good at calligraphy, good at music, and is a very elegant man.

And recently,

Su Bai's impression of this man,

Coming from the previous story world, that is, the story world that Su Bai entered in order to save Xun'er, when he walked into that door, he was still young when he was outside the demon cave scene.

"Has he been here?" asked Su Bai.

"Yes. Su Bai nodded, "The monk on the far right is the uncle of the poor monk, the law name Huineng, the one on the far left, the identity is unknown, but according to the old monk in the temple, it should be an official, and the middle one is your father, he came here more than 20 years ago, and the three of them also took a group photo." ”

"What's so strange about that. Su Bai shrugged his shoulders very indifferently, but because of this, he was involved in the wound, obviously, Su Bai did not care as much as he appeared.

"That thing was also lost more than 20 years ago. The monk added, "There must be a connection between the two, and in fact, this photograph was also found by the poor monk in the archives of the temple, and the guests that Venerable Huineng saw every day at that time were recorded." ”

"That, what the hell is it?" asked Su Bai.

The monk shook his head, "The poor monk really doesn't know, but if he guesses correctly, it should be something from a Westerner, but I don't know why, I lost it here, and recently, it has begun to take the initiative to reveal its location and aura, obviously, it is not ready to continue to hide." ”

"You've said so much, but you still haven't told me if it's a magic weapon or something. ”

"It should ...... It's a magic weapon. The monk smiled bitterly, "If it's human, it's too sensational." ”

"Monk, do you mean that the people on the left and right sides of Su Yuhang in this photo are all listeners back then?"

"Eight or nine are not far from ten, the poor monk has read Uncle Huineng's notes and experience, when he first asked for the scriptures, he felt a little confused, very puzzled, and later became an audience to understand, Uncle Huineng is to express his feelings through the Buddhist scriptures. ”

"Because of this, you won't be wiped out by the radio after death?" Su Bai said with a smile.

"Well, it should be so, the identity of the one on the left was actually found, but on this day, he died in a car accident. ”

"Another car accident. Su Bai stuck out his tongue, "You can't play a new trick on the radio." ”

"What is lost there should be a thing from the West, most likely a magic weapon, that magic weapon was lost there at the beginning, and began to repair itself, but recently it has begun to be irritable, and some nearby villages have already had incidents of human and animal herd deaths, which should be due to its handiwork. ”

"Then you go and fix it. Su Bai still didn't care much, even if the monk took out this old photo, Su Bai still didn't have much interest.

"The problem is that the radio did not release a realistic mission, but a lot of people have died. The monk looked at Su Bai very seriously, "Su Bai, you should know what this means." If it is an ordinary ghost and evil creature, who dares to kill people and suck blood so presumptuously, how can the radio be indifferent? Isn't it okay for it to directly send a realistic task to the listeners in Yunnan to solve it?"

Su Bai picked up a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and then licked his tongue,

"Monk, do you mean that the owner of that magic weapon has not died until now?

So the broadcast will only settle everything that this magic weapon does to its owner first, and does not release the actual task?"

"According to the rules of the broadcast, it should be like this, so most listeners will control their magic weapons and spiritual objects, and will never allow them to go out and do damage, otherwise the cause and effect will be counted on their own heads. ”

Speaking of this, the monk paused and said:

"Even if it is a group of people who have become listeners, it has definitely not been more than ten years, and their group of people has basically left by train.

Don't you find it terrifying that the listeners of more than 20 years ago are still alive?"