Gamers Are Fierce

Another task reminder came.

The Bell Tower, the Drum Tower, the Hall of Heavenly Kings, the Sutra Pavilion, the monk's room and the fasting room, Li Ang took everyone to scan the Guhan Temple, and there was no spiritual response in any corner.

Li Ang closed the cat's eyes, and while recovering his mental strength, he returned to the courtyard in the middle of the main entrance, and said calmly to the others: I didn't find the source of the crying, but there is a high probability that the crying is not an ordinary person pretending to be a ghost.

It is very likely that this temple was abandoned for special reasons, we must be prepared to deal with ghosts.

Wan Lifengdao frowned, How do you know?

Xing Hechou didn't speak, he also had this doubt.

Observe carefully, speculate boldly, and demonstrate carefully.

Li Ang said lightly in a rather unbeatable tone: From the area of ​​the monk's room, the number of beds, the number of bowls and chopsticks in the fasting room, and the number of straw mats and quilts, it can be seen that the Guhan Temple was a large temple with at least 200 monks before it fell into ruin.

In ancient times, monks studied Buddhist scriptures, and it was impossible for them to produce all day long like the rural Qianshou. There are four main sources of income for them to maintain temples.

One, rely on the land rewarded by the royal family to cultivate by themselves.

Second, reclaim wasteland, print and make paper, and be self-reliant.

Three, benevolent men and faithful women, wealthy businessmen donate money or surrounding land

Fourth, relying on income from farming and donations from believers to carry out financial lending activities—yes, lending.

This lonely temple is located in a remote place, with only a medium-sized city in the distance, and the road conditions are not good. It doesn't look like it is close to the capital and can get a holy family.

Although there is wasteland reclaimed on both sides of the Guhan Temple, the area is quite small, and the output of the land is impossible to support the temple with a hundred monks. Similarly, the output of printed Buddhist scriptures is also insignificant compared to the temple.

In the village we saw on the east side just now, the houses are still made of mud and tiles, and the peasants in Guishou are still dressed in rags, but there are so many cattle in the fields, and the production equipment is much more luxurious than that of contemporary peasants.

Therefore, it can be concluded that the source of income of the Guhan Temple was mainly donations from faithful men and women, and donations from wealthy businessmen.

The Guhan Temple, which is in good operating condition, has also set up a warehouse called Longevity Warehouse, which is specially used to store property and carry out financial lending.

Combined with the slightly luxurious number of cattle in that village, it can even be speculated that the tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land seen by the drone just now were all monk-produced Buddha fields formed after the land merger of this Guhan Temple!

At the beginning of the teleportation, Li Ang didn't give any constructive suggestions, but stood by and made jokes, just to observe the behavior of senior people who seemed to have an official background.

Also because Xing Hechou did a good job in easing the atmosphere and forming a temporary team according to the action guidelines of the Special Affairs Bureau, Li Ang was happy to paddle.

Now that he heard the nameless cry and couldn't find the source of the cry, Li Ang, who felt faintly threatened, began to take the initiative to conduct intelligence analysis, lest these teammates lead him into the ditch.

Wan Lifeng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say - he didn't think he was stupid, but he definitely couldn't guess the original situation based on just two or three pieces of information.

He frowned and asked, The Lonely Han Temple used to be in good condition, so what does it have to do with our survival here for seven days?

Li Ang chuckled, Of course it does. Just imagine, how could a luxurious temple with two hundred monks, countless pious men and women, and ten thousand hectares of fertile land be abandoned in just three years?

By the way, I inferred the three years of waste time from the growth of vines and other vines on the red brick wall.

Wan Lifengdao didn't like this kind of part of testing his IQ very much. He looked at Li Ang with sideways eyes, Can you stop hiding it and come to the conclusion quickly, okay?

Hey hey.

Li Ang didn't get angry with Wan Lifeng, and said with a smile: There are many possible reasons.

The arrival of the military disaster made these monks flee? This is impossible, because the villages in the plain are peaceful and quiet, and there is no trace of military disaster.

The imperial court is dissatisfied with the Buddhism that does not do production, and the emperor destroys Buddhism? It is also impossible, because the monks will at least transfer away all the ritual objects, property, and scriptures in the temple before fleeing. Even if the monks don't move, the government will.

The local tyrants unite and wipe out the whole temple overnight? Not to mention that there are no traces of burning swords and soldiers in the Guhan Temple, even if the temple is destroyed overnight, the peasants in the countryside below have already taken advantage of these three years to sneak up the mountain and take away the valuable pots and pans in the Guhan Temple. , All the tables, chairs and benches were emptied.

After eliminating all the impossible, the only possibility is the truth.

Li Ang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said quietly: Three years ago, a very serious accident happened in the Guhan Temple. This accident not only prevented local good men and women from visiting the Buddhist temple,

It also prevented monks from other regions from coming here to renovate.

What's more, the poor and white rural heads of Guizhou, Buddhist serfs and even the government kept a respectful distance from the Guhan Temple, and they didn't even dare to steal the property from the temple to subsidize their families.

The system won't give you death-defying missions. Since it stipulates that we cannot leave the Guhan Temple for more than 500 meters, it means that the secret to solving all these lies in the Guhan Temple.

Finding out what accident happened here three years ago, we can figure out the source of weeping just now, which is the key to our survival mission for seven days.

This is the end of Li Ang's analysis, Wan Li Feng Dao looked confused, Hui Tien monk looked adoring, Xing He looked at Li Ang thoughtfully, and Liu Wushao still had that expressionless iceberg face.

In fact, Li Ang hasn't said another layer of speculation. The woman's arm protruding from the plaque, and the mournful crying heard outside the temple just now, may also be related to the truth of the incident.

It's a pity that he was the only one with spiritual consciousness among all the people present, and after the other party hid, he couldn't find any trace of the spiritual body.

I don't know which spirit body is hostile...

Li Ang's thoughts changed sharply, but his face remained as calm as water, Xing Hechou said hesitantly, Brother Li...

Don't tell me, Li Ang glanced at Xing Hechou's Chinese character face with Guang Weizheng written on it, his eyes twitched, and said, Just call me Xiao Li.

Okay, Xiao Li, can I ask what kind of work you do in the real world?

Although Xing Hechou asked questions, he had no doubt that Li Ang would give answers such as private detective and historian.

...Actually, I'm a cook. Li Ang sighed, and replied seriously: They call me the youngest special chef ever.

Wan Lifengdao, who claims to be born in the 90s, almost choked on his own saliva, Are you Liu Angxin, the legendary master chef? Are you looking for legendary kitchen utensils to compete with the dark cooking world?

Li Ang said in surprise: Oh? I didn't expect you to have heard of the legend I left in the world.

Legendary soul?! Wan Lifengdao's eyes twitched: Brother, if you don't want to expose information about the real world, can you have a better reason?

Hey, didn't you get cheated? Li Ang was rather disappointed.

Only fools can be fooled, right?! Wan Lifengdao was speechless, and Xing Hechou, a strong man with a Chinese face, restrained the urge to wipe his sweat—this middle-aged man had never watched China I almost wrote 'Search Young Super Chefs in Citizens Database' in my notes

Li Ang nodded and said, Actually, I am a robot, a Chinese Cannon that walks upright on two feet.

The corners of Wan Lifengdao's eyes twitched wildly, The span is so big, jumping from human to inhuman in one fell swoop? And who would remember the 2001 meme of the Chinese Cannon! I always feel a wretched and slutty atmosphere!

Yo, is it good to complain?

Li Ang's eyes widened, and he looked at Wanli Fengdao, You can catch my stalk, unexpectedly, you are really a post-90s generation.

Wan Lifengdao said with vacant eyes: I told you, I just look a little bit older.

Hmm... Li Ang thought again about what reasonable story he should make up, See if I have a mask on my face, but I'm actually Monkey King Monkey King.

Sure enough, it's not human at all like the Chinese Cannon. Wanli Fengdao continued to complain.

Does it have to be human? Li Ang nodded, Agumon.

That thing doesn't even have a basic human figure?! Wanli Fengdao complained strongly: And the Taiyi who owns the Yagumon belongs to the Japanese, right?

It's not the Japanese Taiyi, but the Eastern Emperor Taiyi from China.

Even if you change your nationality, it won't change the fact that you are not a human being. Wan Lifengdao's expression was rather pained,

Obviously, this cute Lv3 player in front of him is very smart, but his brain circuit is obviously different from ordinary people, which makes him feel very powerless.

Seeing the two of them singing and interacting with each other, Master Huichun had never seen such an interesting situation, and couldn't help stretching out ten green fingers, covering his mouth and chuckling,

Between the red lips and white teeth, the inadvertently charming and soft outline made Wanli Fengdao feel a chill all over his body.

It's okay, Xiao Li, if you don't want to answer, you don't have to answer,

Xing Hechou broke the embarrassing situation, I just asked casually, the current priority is to complete the task.

It is definitely a good thing to have a smart person in the team who can conduct intelligence analysis, but Xing Hechou, who was a field worker in the Special Affairs Bureau, does not intend to just hand over the command of the team.

After all, he is the highest level Lv6 in the team, and he has the action guide compiled by the think tank. Xing Hechou is still somewhat confident in handling critical situations.

I suggest that tonight, first raise a fire in the courtyard of the temple. Everyone around the fire should not act alone, and take turns to watch the night to spend the night. Wait until tomorrow to search the temple.

Xing Hechou said: Xiao Li, what do you think?

I feel OK.

Li Ang nodded and looked at the setting sun in the distance, It's still some time before dark, I guess more changes will happen after nightfall. We'd better collect as much information as possible before dark. thing.

If you don't mind, Lao Xing, I suggest that you, the highest-ranking master, go to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion with this Master Hui to look for the Buddhist scriptures on the cabinet.

If Master Huizhen is professional enough, he should be able to judge the dynasty of this plot mission through the deadlines of all Buddhist scriptures.

If Master Huizhen did not recognize any of the Buddhist scriptures, it would still prove that the background of this plot mission is not the ancient Huaguo, but a fictional world.

By the way, after you collect Buddhist scriptures, remember to pack them and bring them to this courtyard. Those scriptures may also be supernatural items.

Master Huizhen nodded, The poor monk grew up in a Buddhist temple since he was a child, and he is familiar with the scriptures. It is not a big problem to distinguish the age.

It's best like this. Li Ang looked at Wanli Fengdao and Liu Wushao: The whole temple is empty, and the most likely clue is in the presiding meditation room of this temple. I'm going to search for his For personal items, it is best to find an account book about the money transactions in this temple.

It's just that my level is relatively low, and it's not safe to move alone. Which of you two will accompany me?

I'll go. Liu Wuxia said blankly.

Wan Li Fengdao was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and said hastily, Hey, what am I doing?

Li Ang curled his lips, Pick up firewood and light a fire in the courtyard.

I'm still Lv5 anyway, you want me to build a fire? Wan Lifengdao looked at Li Ang who was still two levels behind him, and said rather dissatisfied: And in horror movies, acting separately means being defeated one by one?

Li Ang said with a smile: The task we received was to survive for seven consecutive days. Generally speaking, the danger level will gradually increase during these seven days, and the first few days may be the safest.

After all, you are a Lv5 player, and your self-protection ability is among the best in the entire team, so it is not a big problem for you to act alone.

You do things, I don't worry.

After finishing speaking, Li Ang ignored Wanli Fengdao who was standing there, turned his head and went straight to the presiding meditation room, followed closely behind him by Liu Wushao, who was wearing night clothes and carrying a black compound bow.

Xing Hechou patted Wanli Fengdao on the shoulder, and led Monk Huiyin to Zangshu Pavilion.

After the four teammates had all left, Wanli Fengdao, who was standing there, came back to his senses, looked at the deep and dead courtyard, sucked his teeth, held the long sword in one hand, and picked up the fallen objects honestly with the other. The wooden branches in the garden, still muttering in their mouths,

Just a Lv3...