Trickster Hunter

Chapter 103 The Resurrected Statue

Sun Hang poked the statue's nostrils with his fingers in a somewhat evil way, and suddenly, that strange pleasure also appeared in his own nasal cavity.

"Is it just sensory synchronization, or..."

Ji Erqijiuliu's fingertips extended a gap of the blade and gently scratched the face of the statue.

Sun Hang could feel the texture of the front end of the blade cutting the skin, but there was no scratch on the face of the statue.

At first, Sun Hang didn't feel anything, but two seconds later, a slight burning sensation came from his cheek. Sun Hang reached out and touched it, and his fingertips were immediately stained with a touch of bright red blood.

"Can the attack be transmitted to me?" Sun Hang was slightly startled, "Rule-based weirdo?"

But if it is a weirdo, why is his devouring ability completely ineffective against it?

Sun Hang thought about it and stuffed the head back into the groove behind the statue. But as soon as he put it in, he felt suffocated, his vision became blurred, and the whole world began to spin...

When he took the head out of the groove again, these visions disappeared instantly, as if everything was just an illusion.

"... Do I have to carry this head with me forever?"

Sun Hang's sight suddenly moved to the headless Buddha statue.

What would happen if the head of the Buddha statue was put back in place?

Would it return to the original appearance of the Buddha, or...would I become the Buddha sitting in front of the altar?

Sun Hang did not believe in religion. In his opinion, whether it was the gods and Buddhas believed in by the Orientals, the God believed in by the Westerners, or the Lord believed in by the oilmen, they were all spiritual sustenances invented by humans.

Sun Hang glanced at the white mycelium that spread throughout the hall...

In a sense, these fictional religions were not even as reliable as those cults that believed in weird things.

At least, the weird things they "believe in" are real.

The mycelium gathered at Sun Hang's feet and lifted him to the level of the Buddha's shoulders. He carefully looked at the fractures under the neck and head of the Buddha and found that they matched perfectly - that is, the head with his face did belong to this Buddha.

Slowly exhaling, Sun Hang carefully straightened the twisted steel bars and then connected the head.

Looking at the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform with the same face as his own, Sun Hang always felt particularly weird, and he couldn't help but have an impulse to smash the Buddha statue to pieces.

However, before putting the impulse into action, Sun Hang still tried it again with the blade very carefully - this time, the wound appeared on the face of the statue, but Sun Hang's own face was unscathed.

Although the scratches on the statue's face "healed" in less than two seconds, the curse similar to that of a voodoo doll was finally lifted!

Why should Sun Hang be polite to it?

Ji Erqijiuliu immediately turned into a giant hammer and smashed it down on the Buddha statue!

Just as the huge hammer was about to touch the Buddha statue, the Buddha statue suddenly opened its eyes, raised one hand, and forcibly resisted the giant hammer.

"Alive?" Sun Hang looked up and down at the Buddha statue - although the Buddha statue opened its eyes, its eyeballs were just two cement balls, without pupils, and without the charm of living things.

The giant hammer immediately liquefied and flowed through the fingers of the Buddha statue. In a blink of an eye, it wrapped the arm that the Buddha statue raised. The next second, the Buddha statue's arm was crushed into countless cement blocks of different sizes, scattered on the ground.

Ji Erqijiu Liu took advantage of the situation and pursued, condensing into the shape of a spear, and directly penetrated the heart of the Buddha statue - assuming that the Buddha statue had a heart and the position was the same as that of humans.

But before Ji Erqijiu Liu could transform again, the broken arms of the Buddha statue gathered together again, grabbed the part of the spear that was left outside, and pulled it out of the body bit by bit.

"The injury is no longer transmitted to me, but I have the ability to recover myself?" Sun Hang couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "Why are there only these troublesome abilities..."

It is a good thing for Sun Hang to encounter a strange creature with special abilities, but the premise is that this ability can be used by him - long before the head of the Buddha statue was connected back, Sun Hang tried to use mycelium to "devour" the Buddha statue, but nothing was gained.

The devouring ability of Taotie essentially devours the strange virus carried by the strange creature (this is a more popular name among the people, and the official scientific name of the Xiazhou Federation is "meme"), but the problem is that there is no meme on this Buddha statue - it is just a large piece of stone, a large piece of cement mixed with steel bars!

Ji Erqijiu Liu quickly broke free from the palm of the Buddha statue by liquefaction, and its volume suddenly expanded, breaking the Buddha statue into pieces from the inside, and then turned into several rapidly rotating thick iron chains, beating the cement blocks into finer powder.

But even if it was beaten into powder, the Buddha statue was still reshaping itself again and again, and gradually climbed down from the lotus platform, approaching the position where Sun Hang was.

Not only that, its recovery speed is also getting faster and faster - at the beginning, it took four or five seconds to gather the fragments after being scattered all over the body, but now, those fragments have not fallen to the ground, and they have already flown back to the place where the Buddha statue was destroyed, and in the blink of an eye, it has been restored to its original state.

“Bang!!”

The Buddha statue slapped down with a palm, and Sun Hang dodged and retreated quickly. The bluestone slabs on the ground were immediately shattered, and the flying fragments hit Sun Hang's face fiercely...

"Wait a minute? Am I seeing it right?" The moment this thought came up, the time in Sun Hang's vision seemed to be frozen. He could clearly see the trajectory of the fragments flying in the air, and he could also clearly see that there were some small scratches on the face of the Buddha statue.

The places where the scratches appeared were not hit by the fragments, they seemed to appear out of thin air... and the most important point is that these scratches did not recover by themselves.

The flow of time returned to normal, Sun Hang rolled up, and looked at the face of the Buddha statue at first glance.

Those small scratches are still there!

A bold idea suddenly popped up in Sun Hang's mind.

He pulled out the military dagger issued to the hunters from his waist, and stabbed it into his abdomen without hesitation!

There was no pain, no bleeding, and Sun Hang couldn't even feel the dagger in his body - even though the dagger had sunk to the hilt.

Instead, the Buddha statue not far away suddenly staggered, and the movement paused... There was a deep knife wound on the Buddha statue's abdomen.