Yan Xingchen knew early in the morning that he would not lose this bet.

The reason why Jingxin noticed him at the beginning was that Jingxin had always been in the quiet room behind him, and she was actually very clear about what happened in the main hall. The other party knew that they had something to do with Zhou Wan, so he noticed them in the hall when Zhou Wan went to save people.

This mage who doesn't know whether it's a human or a ghost is still a man. From the beginning, what I wanted to bet with him was not so much about whether Zhou Wan could get what he wanted, but rather about whether they would care about human nature.

The pure mind seems to know from the beginning what will happen next.

The monk knew that Meigui was in trouble, that Meigui would tamper with the family of three, and that Zhou Wan would finally face the choice of whether to bring back a man covered with his daughter's blood.

Yan Xingchen is not Master Jingxin, and he actually couldn't predict what the ghost would do.

Others are in the hall and cannot interfere with things outside the hall.

This was the only time he had participated in that he was not involved in it.

But he is not passive.

He dared to gamble and was sure that he would win, just because he believed that he would not misjudgment.

They and Zhou Wan did not talk to each other, but they had dealt with each other in several dungeons.

But Yan Xingchen remembered that when the witches and goddess sacrificial dungeon was not able to survive in the dungeon of the organization competition, but then Li Jiuze drove the ghosts to slaughter the players, but Wen Xun lasted until the end of the dungeon. It was precisely the only advanced yin-avoidance talisman left for Wen Xun by Zhou Wan.

While they were dealing with Li Jiuze, there was chaos under the altar, and countless people in the Qingshan tribe were killed or injured. If Zhou Wan had not been willing to consume a rare high-level prop to protect the young Sangduo, they would not even have taken Sangduo out of the dungeon later.

Zhou Wan was alone, but she was particularly gentle to the NPC in the dungeon and the weak who were struggling in the cage.

The ghost uses human life to test human nature. What I want to see is that they are "outsiders" who are disappointed with human nature. They want to see them admit that human desires are endless and numerous evil thoughts. The ghost desires are the same, nothing wrong.

In this game, Yan Xingchen may not win if the person in charge is not Zhou Wan, but any player outside the hall.

Because players cannot empathize with npc.

The players who failed to come in outside the hall rushed in like crazy. Most of the people who survived by chance in the hall looked at Zhou Wan with a puzzled look.

Others could not even understand that Zhou Wan was trying hard for the three ordinary people in Yunyan's dungeon that were just passing by sooner or later.

It is precisely because of this incomprehension that when other players see men killing their daughters, they will only trigger from the perspective of questioning the man. No matter what decisions they make, they respond to Master Jingxin's words "Swallow a breath", because from that moment on they believed that they were saving people that were not worth it.

Only Zhou Wan, who grew up in the dungeon since childhood, was a living existence in his eyes.

He wouldn't question the man immediately.

So he won't lose, and Yan Xingchen won't lose either.

but……

Yan Xingchen sighed deeply.

The strong smell of blood in the air is incompatible with the holy and solemnity that the Buddhist temple should have, but it is integrated again.

The blood of the family of three mixed together and went down the steps.

For some reason, he felt very uncomfortable.

He was clearly not a person like Zhou Wan who grew up in the dungeon, and he had nothing to do with the ghosts and monsters in the dungeons.

But when he saw the body of the three of the family, he felt as if a hand had grabbed his heart, which made him feel aroused with empathy.

Zhou Wan walked into the main hall.

The family of three was already dead, and Meigui obviously didn't plan to let others in. He might as well come in now.

With a dull sound, the gate of the main hall was closed by the monks.

All kinds of strange sounds, screams and fighting came from outside.

A monk shouted outside, "Go down the mountain."

Someone angrily scolded: "All those who went down the mountain are dead!"

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

The main hall is very peaceful.

Just now, because of the girl's father's actions, the monks were all looking outside and distributing scriptures stopped. One of them even slid and the scriptures were scattered all over the floor.

When the palace gate was closed, Master Jingxin urged him. The young monk hurriedly picked up the scriptures on the ground and sent them to Yan Xingchen and Qi Wushe, and continued to move forward to the others.

Master Jingxin didn't say anything from beginning to end, and his expression seemed to be a little compassionate, and he was not as gloating as the little monk of the ghost.

Even if he thought Yan Xingchen was going to lose just now, he would not do anything.

This mage seems to have a good status, but he doesn't look like a ghost...

Zhou Wan sat down on the cushion beside A Miao among the remaining two cushions, picked up the scriptures in his hand, and said nothing.

A Miao asked him: "Do you want to use healing props?" She said, and handed over a prop directly.

Zhou Wan helped her bring a quota, but she was not polite and took it with her hand.

I just got it and found out that this is actually an advanced healing prop.

It is really a sting to treat this skin trauma that is not fatal to him.

He himself is a person who uses props without blinking because he doesn't care what tomorrow is like.

A Miao is a female player with a child...

He glanced at A Miao in a strange way and found that the other party didn't even care about the scriptures in front of him. He looked at him with his head tilted, waiting for him to use this advanced healing prop.

Zhou Wan: “…”

If he hadn't been in women's clothing now, just with this look, the people around him would probably regard him as the father of the child in A Miao's belly.

He said nothing and used it directly.

——He is not a real kind person, and the props delivered to him are not his own, so why not use them?

Seeing that he had used it, A Miao turned his head and picked up the scriptures in front of him.

Zhou Wan took a look at the cushion that had been vacant for some reason, and like everyone else, he began to read this scripture.

There were only twenty-nine people left, all of whom were tight and were always alert to the surroundings.

Among them, everyone does not seem to look like an ordinary person. In such a strange place as the Bloody Buddhist Temple, the pilgrims sitting on the cushion all look serious but calm, as if they are really meditating on Buddhism and looking at the scriptures in their hands.

Master Jingxin asked the monks to light new incense, but did not start preaching immediately.

They finally got a moment of breathing.

Xu Qianzhou turned around and called Zhou Wan.

Zhou Wan: “…?”

Xu Qianzhou: "You are the last one to come in. Is there anything strange? Why are you obviously the twenty-ninth one, but they say you are the last one?"

"I don't know either," Zhou Wan glanced at the only empty futon and said, "There is obviously one futon, but they don't let anyone come in... I also think there are two more places."

Yu Xingchuan inserted his voice softly: "I remember you just mentioned it, this one..." He glanced at A Miao, "Are you pregnant? Maybe she is two people alone."

The child in the belly counts?

This seems to make sense.

Xu Qianzhou: "Why are you involved in our discussion? We are not in the same group, are you? Why are you talking to us? You didn't think it was late last week, right?"

Yu Xingchuan was calm: "I'm here to collect your information."

"Are you embarrassed to use our set of information?"

"I'm thick-skinned."

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If it were normal, even if the person who was talking to him was Qi Wuhuai, Xu Qianzhou would have to choke with a few chokes on his deathbed.

But what happened just now obviously affected his mood. He choked and didn't say anything, intending to use his skills to memorize all the contents of the scriptures.

He held the scriptures and said to himself, "The Forty-Two Chapters of the Sutra... is it really a Buddhist scripture?"

It is obviously unknown whether Xu Qianzhou and Zhou Wan were affected.

Yan Xingchen looked down at the scriptures, and his head began to hurt again.

The charming fragrance in the green smoke was still there, and he was already dizzy. At this time, negative emotions surged in like a sea of ​​rushing, making him want to use the golden tear to remove all the surroundings.

He tried hard to endure this impulse, and used force to pinch the edges and corners of the book.

Qi Wushe sat next to him and felt his changes in a close way.

The man patted his shoulder.

Yan Xingchen turned his head in a daze.

The man asked him, "What are you unhappy?"

"It's not difficult to guess." Yan Xingchen whispered.

"For those npcs?" Qi Wushe said nothing, "Everyone knows that these people are just Yunyan."

The man was obviously affected by something outside just now, and he told him before that all this was meaningful to Zhou Wan.

But in the blink of an eye, Yan's attitude did not take the npc in the copy seriously at all, and his tone of speaking was casual.
To be continued...