Chapter 2 Don't worry, big brother! There's more to come!
Following the sound, lines of red characters appeared in front of Ji Changhe's eyes.
Give him the feeling of wearing VR glasses.
Thriller game?
Lots of weirdness?
What kind of fun is this?
Is it possible that what the monk is selling is genuine?
He blinked.
"Brothers, can only I see it?"
The master's sword energy is still fierce.
There was nothing unusual about the barrages in the live broadcast room.
But before Ji Changhe figured out the situation.
There was a trance in front of his eyes.
The words in blood also changed again.
[The copy is loading...]
[Copy selection: Underworld Hotel]
[Copy Difficulty: e]
[Number of copies: 2]
[Copy introduction: This is an ordinary hotel]
【Food can dance, drinks can sing】
[The red ketchup used to dip your fingers can also make a living person eat it to death]
[The fragrant brain flakes are their specialty]
[On good days and auspicious days, there are discounts! 】
【Come and enjoy!】
After regaining his sight, the scene around Ji Changhe had completely changed.
The familiar Taoist temple has disappeared.
In its place was a ghastly three-story food stall.
Thick clouds blocked the moonlight.
But the brightly lit hotel still illuminated the surrounding area.
In addition, the blood-vessel-like things on the hotel walls were shining with a faint red light.
The whole environment feels like being transported to the underworld...
Ji Changhe was standing on the red carpet extending in front of the hotel.
There seemed to be an endless hell beneath the red carpet.
Countless hands as pale as paper stretched out from below with bursts of desperate wails.
"Oh, let me go...Brothers, the mobile phones sold by this monk are genuine..."
"this……"
He looked at his surroundings.
My head has not turned around for a while.
"This is not serious, directly teleporting people into a horror game??"
"Little Heavenly Master just got the monk's cell phone."
“The effect was really immediate”
"Buying apples costs a kidney, but buying them without money will kill you!"
“This fucking costs money and lives.”
"It's the other way around. The monks actually have a Bodhisattva heart. They are afraid that you will die without spending all the money, so they let you spend money to buy your own death."
Although the barrage in the live broadcast room looks quite relaxed.
But Ji Changhe frowned.
"...It's actually really weird?"
He knelt down and looked at the densely packed pale ghost hands on both sides of the red carpet.
It was not acceptable for a while.
There are indeed all kinds of weird books recorded in the library.
But he just took it as a story...
Including his Chunyang Dacheng strength, to be honest, I don't really believe it.
"Then it stands to reason that I should have feelings..."
Ji Changhe closed his eyes and felt it.
Pure Yang Kung Fu is the ultimate Yang Kung Fu, but Wei Qi's whole body is filled with Yin Qi.
Logically speaking, even if he closed his eyes, seeing strange things would be like watching a fire in a cave.
But why couldn't he feel it at all with so many hands around him?
Did he practice fake martial arts or was this all fake?
Or maybe the hole in the hole where you watch the fire... is actually a black hole?
"Donor! Don't panic, because I'm coming."
"The young monk's name is Shuogen. He comes from Puguang Temple. He is a warrior monk and has participated in two horror games."
Before he could figure it out, someone suddenly appeared next to him.
He is a monk who is more than two meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body and a fleshy face, wearing an earthy yellow monk's robe.
"Amitabha! This copy is very tricky, weird and powerful, but fortunately I am there."
He took a deep breath and his expression gradually became serious.
The rich voice doesn't sound very relaxed either.
Although the mission hadn't been sent yet, the terrifying hotel in front of him and the weird things happening around him told him that this instance was far more terrifying than the previous two.
"...Puguang Temple?"
Ji Changhe frowned and looked Shuogen up and down.
"Donor, judging from the doubtful look in your eyes, you probably don't understand my strength."
Seokgen showed off his biceps.
"Looking at the Taoist robe you are wearing, you should know the Little Heavenly Master from Longhu Mountain in Tan City, right? He is quite famous in your Taoist school."
"...I think I've heard of it, but I've never seen it."
Ji Changhe shook his head.
"Amitabha! Monks don't lie. Let's put it this way. My strength is far greater than that of the little Celestial Master. Even the old Celestial Master is no match for me. But I don't beat the old man, so now you know how strong I am.
Alright?"
"Hiss... if you say so, brother..."
Ji Changhe was immediately in awe.
He hesitated and gave him a thumbs up.
"So donor, you must listen to my command, follow me, and listen to my words."
"Okay, great, I'm just a little Taoist priest with no strength. Fortunately, I met you, my elder brother!"
"Hahaha, Amitabha, hahaha, I'm not boasting, it's really thanks to me that this copy is not easy!"
Shuogen laughed modestly.
"Is this the hardest one? Is there anything like...the Millennium Zombie King?"
Ji Changhe asked tentatively.
After all, he clearly saw that Chunyang Dacheng could kill thousand-year-old zombies alone.
"The most difficult thing? Amitabha, donor, you are too naive."
"The difficulty of the copy of the thriller game is e-sss. e is the easiest and sss is the hardest. Because it is your first time, so now this is e. At most, you will encounter some ten-year zombies."
"As for the thousand-year-old zombie you mentioned, Amitabha! Those are all A-level difficulty bosses!"
Shuogen clasped his hands and said with a shiver.
"That's it..."
Ji Changhe frowned and nodded.
[Mission goal: Survive for two hours in the hotel]
Just when Shuogen was about to brag a little more, a line of words in blood flashed out.
Seeing this mission, his expression changed again.
This type of survival mission is the most difficult of all.
The survival rate was once even lower than 30%.
Especially in such a terrifying scene...
And there are only two of them...
At the same time, the closed hotel door in front slowly opened.
In the eerie green will-o'-the-wisp, stood this lanky ghost figure wearing a dress and top hat.
On the pale face under the brim of the hat, there was only a mouth that stretched from ear to ear.
Under the illumination of the will-o'-the-wisp, the black hair slowly crawled through the jagged teeth.
"Hiss... come and feel it..."
Ji Changhe's Adam's apple rolled slightly.
As soon as the door opened, he instantly felt the strange atmosphere in the hotel.
Moreover, this feeling of cold wind blowing on his face did not make him feel any discomfort.
On the contrary, it gave him a sense of relief that he could finally take off the N95 mask and breathe on a hot day...
"The taste of childhood..."
Ji Changhe took two more puffs.
When he was a child and felt the dark wind of the mass grave for the first time, he also felt a sense of liberation.
The Heavenly Master also said that because there is too much yang energy in his body, once it is fully exerted in a real environment, it will be like an overloaded machine that cannot bear it.
But if there is enough Yin Qi around him, the Yin Qi will help him dissipate heat, allowing him to exert his full strength.
At that time, Ji Changhe naturally thought that his master was perfunctory.
I didn’t expect that it would be really comfortable to be exposed to such pure and powerful Yin Qi now...
"Amitabha! Amitabha!"
Shuogen on the side is exactly the opposite of him.
The thick Yin Qi made the monk's robes on his body rustle, and his fleshy face also looked slightly pale.
"Donor, this terrible Yin Qi is just the beginning. You are not good at Taoism, so it may be a little unbearable."
Shuogen put one hand up on his chest.
The difficulty of the copy was somewhat beyond his expectation.
But this little Taoist priest still seemed very obedient.
As long as he doesn't actively trigger those weird things, based on his experience, there is still hope of survival.
"Fuck, this is too scary..."
"A narrow escape from death"
"I dare not look at it"
"You can feel the spookiness through the screen"
"It feels like those weird things can swallow me up."
Not to mention the people standing here, even everyone in the live broadcast room is extremely scared.
Although Ji Changhe on the side felt refreshed.
But to be honest, I am still a little nervous and doubtful...
"Donor, just breathe normally. Although the Yin Qi is cold when it enters your body, it has no toxins or anything like that."
Seeing that Ji Changhe seemed to be restraining his breathing, Shuogen also reminded him.
Goosebumps can already be seen on his body.
"……good."
Ji Changhe nodded.
He was mainly afraid of being too happy, so he restrained himself.
"Donor...are you...live broadcasting?"
"Yes, live broadcast."
Ji Changhe shook the consecrated mobile phone he bought.
I have to say, this pixel is really high.
The surrounding underworld-like environment can be clearly displayed in front of everyone.
Give everyone an immersive feeling.
"Amitabha!"
As soon as he heard the live broadcast, Shuogen's temperament changed instantly.
"Donor, you are weak, try not to be caught by those ghost hands. Ordinary people will be seriously ill for a month at least if they are caught."
"But I am different. I am strong and strong. Even if I am grabbed by dozens of ghost hands, I can easily break free. Their scratching is like a massage to me."
"Ah~Mi~Tuo~Buddha~"
He looked at the camera and said in a sexy bubble voice.
He turned around and vaguely wiped the cold sweat on his forehead before striding towards the hotel.
"Follow me! Take big strides! Don't be afraid!"
"Hold!"
Before he finished speaking, he took just two steps when his ankle was grabbed by a ghostly hand.
"Look, I got caught on purpose because there was no problem!"
Shuogen looked at the camera and spread his hands and said relaxedly.
But then, one hand after another grabbed him.
The dark nails braved the cold air and penetrated into his skin bit by bit.
That feeling of death, coldness, and lifelessness instantly caused Shuogen's face to change drastically.
And Ji Changhe behind him is still a little confused until now.
Those ghost hands were trying desperately to catch Shuogen when he passed by.
But when he passed by, there was a feeling of being avoided.
His hand took one step forward, and the ghost hand took two steps back.
Others blocked the hands that wanted to grab him and shook their heads wildly.
"Oh...so I don't have feelings for you because you are too weak, right?"
Seeing these ghost hands acting like a bear, Ji Changhe nodded in realization.
To him, the weird things in the hotel were like gloomy haloes of light.
It is estimated that the stronger the strength, the more obvious it becomes.
But these ghost hands...
how to say……
The Yin Qi in his body is really too weak for him.
So weak that he can already ignore it...
"Amitabha! Donor! Did you see that after being grabbed by so many hands, I'm not fucking afraid at all!"
"Donor, you don't have to be afraid! I have been practicing the Diamond Sutra since I was a child, and even if all these evil hands come together, they can't hurt me at all!"
Shuogen said while struggling on the side.
"Really, brother?"
"Amitabha! As a monk, of course I don't tell lies! It's a pity that my indestructible body prevents these ghost hands from approaching! It would be great if there could be a dozen more to give me pleasure!"
Seeing from the corner of his eye that the C position of the camera was always his, Shuogen chuckled and said.
At the same time, he also secretly tried his best to break free from these ghostly hands that were like maggots attached to bones.
The air he exhaled was also filled with white mist.
"Okay, brother, don't worry, leave it to me!"
Ji Changhe moved his joints.
"What are you doing standing around here? My eldest brother wants to show off, do you have the eyesight? Why don't you hurry up and let my eldest brother feel good?"
He slapped the ghost hand on the side who was picking his nails, pointed at Shuogen and said.
"With your level, why don't you quickly become the fertilizer for my big brother's pretense?"
"go!"
Seeing that the ghost hand hadn't reacted yet, Ji Changhe slapped it with his backhand.
The confused ghost hand glanced at his companion, then scratched his head after being reminded by the other hands, and tentatively held Shuogen's clothes corner.
"You all should go too!"
Ji Changhe made a move to pounce.
The ghost hands were so frightened that they all rushed to grab Shuogen.
"No, wait a minute, come back to me. Although you are weak, you are not like this, right?"
Ji Changhe suddenly grabbed the ghost hand and put it on his leg.
"Ah~ Oh shit~ Hiss..."
The cold feeling is like touching an ice pack on a hot day.
Ji Changhe couldn't hold it in and almost moaned.
On the other hand, the ghost hand started to twitch in pain all over.
After sticking it for a while, Ji Changhe discovered that there were no dark fingerprints left on his legs like Shuogen.
Instead, the ghost's hands got on his leg hair.
After gently scratching it twice, blood oozed from the fingernails of this hand.
"Can you do it, you idiot! Cheer up! Leave me a fingerprint quickly!"
Ji Changhe angrily slapped this hand twice.
He quickly rubbed its blood on his leg.
If there were no injuries on his body, he would look like a weird piece of work.
How embarrassing is this for your elder brother?
"Amitabha! That's it? That's it? Can you have more? I'm not happy enough yet!"
Shuogen on the side was about to break free.
Although he looks a little embarrassed, he is still full of pride.
"Brother! Don't worry, it's coming!"
"Fuck Amitabha!"
Shuogen, who had just freed himself from a group of ghost hands, had not yet breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a large number of ghost hands around him rushing towards him as if they were fleeing.
"Brother, don't worry! There will be more later!"
"What the hell??!"
The ghost hands behind him rolled like a wave, forming a large black cloud.
This posture almost made Shuogen's eyes pop out.
Cold sweat instantly soaked his monk's clothes, and his mind went blank.
"Brother, I..."
"Fuck Amitabha! Run!"
He was about to pounce on the ghost hand as soon as he saw it.
Shuogen directly carried Ji Changhe and rushed to the door of the hotel.
"Fuck, Amitabha, oh my god, Amitabha!"
Leaning against the door of the hotel, Shuogen was breathing heavily and his face was pale.
The calf is covered with cyan and black handprints, which look shocking.
But even in this situation, he still did not forget to recite the Buddha's name.
This shows the devoutness of his faith.
"Brother is still good at it."
Ji Changhe touched Shuogen's muscles.
It should be one percent as tough as his mouth.
Moreover, the black fingerprints left on his skin by the ghost's hands just now gradually dissipated with every breath he took.
This shows that he did not practice the Diamond Sutra in vain.
at the same time.
Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion.
"What?! Where did Changhe go?!"
"Thriller game, he was suddenly pulled into it during the live broadcast."
Zhang Zhiwen quickly handed the phone to Master Tian.
"What is supposed to come will still come. I have been practicing in the game for so long and can handle it."
Sensing that the Master's expression was not right, Zhang Zhiwen quickly tried to persuade him.
"Fart! Can he go to a place like this?! He doesn't know anything yet! He can't handle it at all!"
The Heavenly Master was so angry that he directly thrust the peach wood sword into the ground.
When he was as old as Ji Changhe, he was also pulled into a horror game.
The terrifying and eerie scene inside made him unforgettable to this day.
This is also the reason why he has been urging Ji Changhe to practice.
"Changhe is not that unbearable..."
As Ji Changhe's uncle, Zhang Zhiwen feels that his current cultivation level may not be as high as Changhe's.
"He has talent, but he is not serious! That zombie blood, last time he squeezed it in front of me for an hour and he didn't even react! It means that he either secretly found a woman, or he didn't practice seriously!"
"When will he be able to make the stone light up for a minute just by taking a look at it, then he can truly complete the level with his eyes closed."
"How can you reassure me about him now?"
The old master's face turned red.
Someone from Longhushan has entered this kind of game before.
With everyone's joint efforts, they recorded all the weird things they encountered in the game, as well as how to survive in most scenes.
But Ji Changhe has never even read these notes until now!
"Hurry up and inform our master now! Let him think of a solution!"
"Now? But those carrier pigeons are all asleep now! And it's too late to write a letter."
"Then make a call!"
The Heavenly Master sighed.
"Although he is over a hundred years old, he still knows how to use a senior phone." This chapter has been completed!