Did you escape?
An Xiangwen sat on the roof and looked at everything happening in the square from a high place.
About half an hour ago, he first removed the mark, and then he proposed a crazy attempt. With no other choice at the time, Qi Zhuyue agreed.
An Xiangwen was very confident in his hypnosis techniques.
Looking at it now, the Buddha's testing of believers is really very loose. They are obvious pagans... Hey, can people who don't actually believe in this temple be called heretics?
An Xiangwen touched his chin, he didn't know the answer.
In the distance, the tall Buddha wearing a mask and red robes began to move. Looking at it from such a distance, An Xiangwen still felt his head hurt.
It was like someone was hammering away at his brain with nails and hammers.
His ears also hurt. What sound did the Buddha make? The curly-haired young man silently blocked his ears.
He and Qi Zhuyue separated.
Anyway, after confirming that the summoning ceremony had officially begun, the two of them decisively eliminated their unconscious state. Before they were lucky enough to survive, the white dog was chasing them.
White shadows jumped up from the wall and looked at them, sticking out their tongues.
The white dog seemed a little angry and barked several times in the direction of the curly-haired young man. The barks ranged from high to low, fully expressing its dissatisfaction.
Qi Zhuyue: "It must be because of the grudge... You made it half asleep and left it there."
An Xiangwen: "We are all accomplices, Miss Qi, don't make it sound like you didn't make any suggestions!"
The human, who was full of lies, helped the white dog find food, put the white dog in the abbot's residence, and then ran away.
The white dog, who was less than two days old, was so gullible that he trusted the human being who touched him so comfortably, and was then trained by the main body.
You must be angry when you are angry, humans are such cunning creatures!
The white dog stood on the wall of the courtyard, thinking about how to teach humans a lesson.
Qi Zhuyue vaguely felt that something was not good. She was stared at by the white dog from high up, which made her scalp numb and her nerves tense.
She guessed... the white dog was here to find them.
The black-haired girl thought for a while and made a decision.
Qi Zhuyue stood behind An Xiangwen and whispered her plan: "I will lead this white dog away. Mr. Bai, you can hide."
"Huh?" An Xiangwen, who had never expected such a development, made a confused voice, "I don't need to protect Miss Qi...?"
"No, this is my responsibility." Qi Zhuyue leaned over, "I can't let you, an ordinary person, face it. I am a professional."
"Uh... Although, Miss Qi, your physical strength seems to be a bit weak, not as good as mine, and you don't have any weapons..."
"...Mr. An, your mouth is a good thing, you don't have to talk about it."
Having said that, Qi Zhuyue also knew her shortcomings, but she still threw something at the white dog's location after a brief exchange without waiting for An Xiangwen's reply.
The slender pointed strips passed by the white dog's ear, missing, but successfully attracting the white dog's attention.
Then Qi Zhuyue pushed An Xiangwen aside, while she ran in the other direction.
As expected, the not very smart white dog howled loudly and ran away after Qi Zhuyue.
For White Dog, it doesn't matter who he chases first. Anyway, he can just come back and look for it after solving it. He has confidence in his own strength.
Therefore, An Xiangwen became a person in a dream.
He took a walk and didn't know where he was going.
Speaking of leaving the dreamland, he had no idea for the time being.
It's better to count on him, Brother Bai.
Unknowingly, he walked to the back of a side hall, and An Xiangwen tried hard to find something to stand on, and climbed up to the roof.
Climbing the roof is much easier than climbing the wall. At least the outer wall of the house has friction and the soles of the feet can hold it.
After sitting on the roof, An Xiangwen saw the scene in the square in the distance.
His head hurt when he looked at it from a distance, but it was so strange when he looked at it again.
After a few glances, the curly-haired young man with a headache covered his head, but still raised his head and looked persistently into the distance.
Until, he saw a burst of white mist floating up.
…
Bai Su was thinking about something.
Will the wooden Buddha in front of me escape?
He remembered that the last time he solved the Seven Skills Game Hall, the teddy bear as a supernatural being wanted to escape.
It seemed like he could just escape to the lounge at that time? It's a pity that he stopped me.
What about the wooden Buddha? Strictly speaking, this dream seems to be its territory...?
Yes, it does.
Bai Su always used this word, and he felt that the Buddha in front of him was not worthy of his title.
It's just a wild beast... It's said that the gods have praised it. I don't know where the opportunity came from to dominate the mountain. Why didn't humans discover it and let it grow to this point?
But he also had to thank humans for their negligence, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to eat such a delicious meal.
Bai Su pressed his shoulder and neck with his left hand and moved it twice, and put the brown crumbs on his right thumb into his mouth.
Bai Su licked the wood chips with his tongue and tasted it. He thought it tasted like cocoa.
At this moment, all the monk's disguise on his face had fallen off, falling into a soft ball in his palm.
Then Bai Su raised his hand under the gaze of the Buddha, and the bunch of balls turned into floating catkins, flying in the air.
Mufo's eyes fell through the mask, as if he was wondering what Bai Su was doing.
Soon, it discovered that the black-haired young man in front of it was not its believer.
There is no connection between each other...even the breath is a little bit familiar and disgusting...disgusting?
The weird senses allowed Mufo to mobilize his already stagnant thoughts, and he quickly found the long memory, which happened yesterday.
Yesterday, a pilgrim offered incense with no respect. He also questioned it while offering incense. So of course, the incense broke.
But the next day, Wooden Buddha will not be forgotten.
The wooden Buddha moved, and even with the mask blocking it, the change of expression on its face could not be seen. It could only be sensed from the vibration of the air that it seemed to be speaking.
Bai Su was still directing the white catkins to disperse, so he listened patiently for a while.
Soon the black-haired young man raised his hand and made a cross gesture.
"Wait a moment, we don't understand each other, so there's no need to talk."
Bai Su could only hear the chirping sound if he listened carefully. He couldn't understand it, and it even bothered his ears.
It was probably because of the noise, after all, there was a language barrier.
Baisu's smooth and disrespectful movements displeased the wooden Buddha, and it buzzed louder, numbing the eardrums.
The black-haired young man rubbed his ears with his free hand and closed one eye.
"What on earth are you talking about...you can't understand it after you've already said it, why are you still talking about it?"
Everyone should be more realistic and just take action.
After thinking about it, Bai Su waited for a while. When the wooden Buddha's palm patted him, he sauntered to the right and stood between the fingers of the palm. Only the corners of his clothes were lifted up by the airflow.
Mu Fu raised his other hand, but Bai Su stood there with a finger in front of his lips.
"Shh, it's foggy."
(End of chapter)
