I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

A strange feeling arose in the holy monk's heart, and the man's sorrow flowed into his heart.

"After all the hard work to get the scriptures, there is still no change."

"The establishment of Fa Xiangzong is nothing more than adding another branch to Buddhism."

The man trembled as he flipped through the scriptures he had translated. The scriptures that were once regarded as treasures turned into a pile of waste paper in his eyes.

Suddenly, the man's trembling hand touched something. It was a book with a black cover. There were no words or decorations on it. It was pure black, and it only felt like the skin of some kind of creature.

It was sent by a tall, dark-skinned man who met on the road.

At this time, this book seemed to emit a magical power, attracting him to open the book.

"Omniscient, all-seeing..."

The book contained an unknown language that he had never seen before, but the man was shocked to find that he could understand these words.

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"I always thought I had traveled to a normal Holy Grail War"

I am Ryunosuke Yusheng, a time traveler. When I first heard this name, I thought I had heard it wrong, but when I found the literature of summoning demons, I knew that I was the murderer.

In the end, due to various reasons, I decided to join the Holy Grail War, and used my own blood that took me a year to accumulate, which was more than a barrel, to draw a summoning circle.

Finally, when I looked at King Solomon in the summoning formation, I thought I had won.

But then, I realized I was still too naive.

The golden king standing on the street lamp was followed by the little husband, and the moon had been transformed into a death star by them.

The heroic king who came on the thunderbolt, followed by the fat tiger, and the Spear of Adun has already entered the orbit of the earth and the moon.

The silver-armored king appeared on the stage with a blue wind, followed by a silver-haired woman, yes, she meowed that they were actually equipped with original equipment.

The dark knight entered with the black mist, followed by...

I shook my head when I saw who it was.

"I lost." I said to King Solomon next to me.

King Solomon's face showed astonishment: "What lost?"

"When that person appeared on the field, the so-called Holy Grail War no longer mattered. This kind of battle is not worth mentioning to that person."

I said with a sigh, then walked out behind the scenes, and paid homage to the man.

It's worth it for me, because next to the black knight is Nobi Nobita, and by the way, there is a blue fat man next to him.

Chapter 190: Books Cannibalize People?

Flipping through this book, the man with a blurred face instantly froze as if he had suddenly lost his soul (the holy monk could feel the change in the man), and his breathing gradually entered a state of losing his soul that was almost far away from the world.

The holy monk looked at the strange change in the man in a little surprise. He thought for a moment, but he still couldn't understand what happened to the man in the moment just now.

The holy monk thought to no avail, frowned slightly, quietly watching the scene under the dim candlelight in front of him, to see what would happen afterwards.

As the pages of the book were turned, the sluggish expression on the man's face became more profound, his eyes became hollow and lifeless, and his expression suddenly became sluggish, as if he had become like a wooden man.

The pages that the man turned over, the black words written on them with pen and ink suddenly became strange, those black words twisted and flew away from the pages like strange living things, like black centipedes snaking Serpentine and nimbly climbed onto the man's arm.

Those black lines of words looked greedy and thirsty, they fluttered around the man like demons dancing wildly, they seemed to show ferocious and cruel laughter, despicable and contemptuous of this stupid man.

They seemed to let out a sneer, and finally squirmed from the man's eyes, mouth, nose, and ears into the man's brain.

The sights seemed both eerie and eerie.

Is man learning knowledge, or is knowledge hunting man?

Looking at this scene, this strange and unbelievable idea suddenly appeared in the heart of the holy monk.

thump—

There was a soft knock on the door.

The man is obsessed with this strange book. This strange book is like a wonderful treasure house, with everything in it. If you don’t understand, you don’t know, you don’t understand. Just read this book and you will be able to understand it. Understood.

Seeing that no one responded inside, the people outside knocked on the door continuously.

The sound of knocking on the door was calm and powerful, with a sense of rhythm, which made people feel good, but not irritable, as if what was knocking was not the door frame, but an antique agarwood wooden fish.

The man was awakened by the continuous knocking on the door, and his aura suddenly changed. It was no longer the blank expression. At the same time, the black words floating in the void disappeared without a trace like smoke.

The man also seemed surprised, he didn't know what happened just now, and then he heard the knock on the door, the man didn't dare to read the book anymore, so he closed it immediately.

After taking a deep breath, the man stabilized his mind, and finally came to the door calmly and opened it.

I saw a burly young man standing outside the house. His facial features looked majestic and heroic, his thick eyebrows looked a little heroic, and his thin and lightly pursed lips looked a little immature. He looked a little friendly and easy-going, the young man's skin was like bronze, and he was tall, looking quite like an ancient warrior.

But what is surprising is that this handsome young man has a bald head and a shaman's clothes on his body.

"Kuiji, why are you here?"

The man looked at the young monk strangely and asked.

"I saw that Master hadn't fallen asleep late at night, so I came to persuade Master to go to bed early."

The boy said without thinking too much.

"Some things, when you are done with your work, you will sleep as a teacher."

The man shook his head.

"That can't be done. Master, you haven't had a good rest for a few days. I have been watching, disciple. No matter what, you have to take a rest today."

Immediately afterwards, the boy walked straight into the room in a daze, and the man subconsciously stepped aside.

The young man entered the room, first looked around, and saw scriptures on the desk.

Then he immediately came to the desk.

"Master, let me help you clean up these scriptures, and you can go to rest."

While smiling, the young man tidied up the messy scriptures on the table.

The man was still about to say something, when he looked up and saw the young man picking up the black book. The man thought of the strangeness when he encountered the book just now, and immediately rushed over in horror, snatching it from the young man's hand. took that book.

Then he looked at the boy and the book, seeing that nothing happened, he let out a long breath.

"This book cannot be moved."

The man said to the boy with a serious face.

"Can't move?"

the boy asked strangely.

"This book...is a bit dangerous."

The man hesitated for a moment, then explained.

"Is a book dangerous?"

The boy looked incomprehensible.

"Can a book still eat people?"

The teenager laughed.

"Books eat people?"

The boy originally wanted to make a joke and ease the atmosphere, but unexpectedly, the man frowned and showed a thoughtful expression.

The man seemed to say something else behind.

But the holy monk was surprised to see that they suddenly became blurred, and what the man and the young man said next also became vague and illusory, like talking in a dream.

At the same time, the previous white mist rose around him again.

Finally, the white mist filled his vision, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, when the holy monk opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was the room before his meditation. He was still sitting cross-legged here, without moving a bit.

"Is it a dream?"

The holy monk sighed and shook hands, always feeling that everything in the dream was so real, and there was a bit of deja vu in the reality, as if he had experienced it somewhere.

After calming down, the holy monk just regarded it as a weird dream.

He started to meditate again, this time nothing happened, the process was very peaceful.

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When Jia Luo entered the room, he was going to see if Mr. Ke, who had been sleeping all this time, was awake.

Mr. Ke has been sleeping since he ate that monster, and Mr. Ke has been sleeping for a few days now. Jia Luo feels very strange about this, and it has to make him feel strange. The good Mr. Ke died suddenly In the past, this matter is very strange no matter how you look at it.

Could it be that Mr. Ke's hibernation period has arrived?

Jia Luo also thought about it wildly, but it was not unreasonable. He didn't know anything about Mr. Ke's habits, maybe there was indeed a hibernation period, even though it wasn't winter yet.

But maybe aestivation, spring dormancy, fall dormancy, monday dormancy...

These are not impossible.

While thinking wildly like this, Jia Luo approached the fish tank, and when he lowered his head, he saw Mr. Ke sleeping soundly in the city of Raliyah built out of Lego blocks.

A few tentacles are like children's sleeping dolls, tightly entwined on the surface of the building blocks, looking a bit like a sea monster using tentacles to tie up a sailing ship, except for some differences in size.

Chapter 190 Servant of God the Father and God the Mother