The metaverse, starting with a deadlock

At 8:[-] p.m., the red hall turned into a sea of ​​carnival, the neon lights were psychedelic and dazzling, and the world-famous music came from the speakers, shaking so much that even the air seemed to be resonated. All kinds of posters and support signs sang hoarsely along with Mai Yunran on the stage. The whole red hall seemed to become a huge beehive, and the ears were full of loud noises like mountains and tsunami.

Both on and off the stage were extremely enthusiastic, but two figures appeared strangely on the ceiling of the deserted Red Pavilion.

One is a middle-aged fat man who looks naive in a strange national costume.

The other wears a tight cloak and a strange mask on its face, carved with a twisted spiral logo.

The fat man leisurely squatted on a half-meter-wide steel bar to smoke a cigarette, looked playfully at the fully-occupied stands below, and said with a faint smile, "Junior brother, I didn't expect us to be so lucky to meet so many people gathered around here." Together, this will save trouble, you go to take revenge, and I will spread the glory of God, what a wonderful division of labor~"

The man in the spiral mask didn't speak, his eyes were so indifferent that he didn't seem human, and he was searching for something in the stands from time to time.

The fat man got up and threw away the cigarette butt casually, reached into his pocket and groped for a while, and when he took out his hand, he actually grabbed a handful of weird insects that were wriggling.

The insect was about half a finger long, with a slender body, two pairs of translucent insect wings on its back, and a fat tail with barbs. The strangest thing was that its head turned out to be a ferocious human face.

"Hee hee, cuties, let's go, the glory of God is about to shine on the world!" The fat man smiled strangely and waved his hand, and dozens of monster-faced bugs flew away immediately.

Turning his head and patted the shoulder of the spiral mask man, the fat man said with a smile, "Be patient first, and then play slowly after the enchantment is successful, anyway, you can't run away!"

The spiral masked figure remains unmoved, like a lifeless puppet.

……

In the passageway backstage, Wanyan Bupo carried Zhou Guohui and moved quickly with a dignified expression.

"Let go of me, let me go quickly, I don't want to go back to that ghostly place, please let me go~" Zhou Guohui struggled frantically with his hands and feet, but unfortunately he couldn't break free from Wanyan's big iron-like hands, and he was forced to Dragging backwards.

Wanyan Wulei followed closely behind, couldn't help but said, "Brother, are you sure that thing is related to Kunlun?"

"I'm not sure." Wanyan said without breaking his head, "It's just that the person who sold that thing may be related to Master Yinping. I don't believe it's such a coincidence. Even if I don't get anything in the end, I have to see it with my own eyes."

Wanyan Wutear was speechless after hearing this.

Yue Yinping is an indelible demon in Wanyan Bupo's heart. Wanyan Bupo killed his beloved 800 years ago with his own hands, and fell into guilt and grief for the next 800 years.

If it wasn't for Wanyan Wulei by his side, he might have gone crazy long ago.

Before his death, Yue Yinping once told him that if there is a destiny, we will meet again in Kunlun in the future.

So from then on, any news related to Yue Yinping or Kunlun could make Wanyan Bupo go crazy.

The reason why Wanyan Bupo intervened in the cannibalistic Buddha statue incident was entirely due to Zhou Guohui's slip of the tongue just now.

The person who sold the Buddha statue to Pete Zhou was named Zai Jie Azan.

And Yue Yinping's master, a strange man from the mysterious Kunlun, is also called Zai Jie!
Maybe the two had nothing to do with each other, but Wanyan Bupo was unwilling to let go of any clues, so this scene happened.

Zhou Guohui knew that he couldn't escape, so he led the way in a self-defeating manner. If Wanyan Bupo, this damned guy, insisted on dragging him back to his death, then let's die together, no one should think about it!
The internal passage has seven turns and eight bends, like a maze, and it is really not easy to find the place without an acquaintance to guide the way.

Soon, the three of them came to an office. Before they entered, Wanyan Bupo smelled a strong smell of blood. They stopped immediately, pulled Wanyan Wulei behind them, and said in a concentrated voice, "Wanyan Bupo Tears, stand behind me, no matter what happens, don't make a sound."

The brother and sister have lived together for more than 800 years, and they have long been familiar with each other's thoughts. Wanyan Wulei knew something was wrong when he saw Yan Bupo's expression, so he quickly followed Wanyan Bupo.

Wanyanwutears used to be so powerful that she could even use the evil blood god's spells. After her death and resurrection, her cultivation level was gone. Now she is worse than ordinary people.

Wanyan Bupo took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and saw a shocking blood red. The temporary office seemed to be a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood. There were bloodstains everywhere on the floor, walls, and ceiling. The first corpse must be Peter Zhou who was the first to die tragically in the mouth of the Buddha statue.

And the other bloody corpse was the secretary who was pushed to death by Zhou Guohui. Her body seemed to have been bitten by wild beasts. Except for the head that was still intact, there was almost no intact place. Everywhere.

Even though Wanyan Bupo had been in the battlefield for a long time and had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he couldn't help frowning.

The scene of the crime was too tragic.

Apart from the two corpses, there was no living thing in the office. The man-eating Buddha statue must have gone somewhere after killing the two of them.

Wanyan Bupo closed his eyes and activated the zombie's special senses to sense the scene.

Soon he felt a vaguely special atmosphere in the room.

Wanyan Bupo has lived for more than 800 years. He has seen a lot and has a preliminary judgment in an instant. The Buddha statue must be the corpse of some kind of monster that has been refined into a powerful offering to fulfill wishes, and it must not be a Buddhist thing. , because he captured a trace of evil breath from the air, Luang Phor monk would not create such evil things.

Although this kind of offering has a strong ability to fulfill wishes, it is too cumbersome to avoid, and if it is slightly wrong, it will cheat the corpse and hurt people. Its excess.

But the mage must have a wicked mind, otherwise he would not have sold the Buddha statue knowing that it was so dangerous.

Inexplicably, Wanyan Bupo felt very disappointed, because he knew that Kunlun, who could make Yue Yinping an apprentice, would definitely not play such a trick.

Now that it has been confirmed that the Buddha statue has nothing to do with the living monks, Zhou Guohui is useless. Wanyan Bupo casually threw Zhou Guohui next to the secretary's body like throwing trash, and said to Wanyan Wulei, "Let's go, yes!" I was wrong."

He was not so kind to help find the Buddha statue.

Zhou Guohui fell into a pool of blood, and when he looked up, he saw the young secretary's eyes of resentment and resentment. He was frightened out of his wits, crawled and hugged Wanyan's thigh, and cried, "Please don't leave me alone, take me with you." Let me go, please take me away."

Wanyan Bupo snorted coldly, his feet shook, and he bounced Zhou Guohui away, and said coldly, "You can bear the evil you made yourself, I have no obligation to wipe your ass for you!"

After finishing speaking, he left the bloody office with Wanyan Wulei, leaving Zhou Guohui inside with the two corpses.

Seeing Wanyan Bupo, Wanyan Wulei felt depressed and was just about to comfort her.

At this moment, the ground shook violently, as if the entire gymnasium was about to collapse.