The figures covered by wind pillars turned out to be a group of monks?

Looking at the bald head of Qi Xuan's Buddhist name, Park Rou was stunned and still a little confused, but seeing Xiao Ling's expression indeed: "Do you know they are monks?"

"I don't know, but... I have no other choice except monks."

"What does it mean?" Park Rou couldn't help asking.

"You told me."

"I told you?" Park Rou pointed at her nose and blinked.

"Yes. It's you who tell me that the final song of this game is an article about the great elegance of the Book of Songs. It talks about the sacrifice ceremony of the emperors and princes in the Zhou Dynasty. On the first day of sacrifice to the gods, the next day of the emperor and princes, the banquet for the princes and the princes... "

Park Rou nodded. This was indeed what she said. Of course, it was not that she knew so much herself, but when she sneaked into the village, the three monks were undoubtedly talking about this. Then she asked the gentleman who was in charge of literacy in the village before confirming it. She told Xiao Ling as a gossip.

"But what does this have to do with it now?"

"Do you still remember the last round of mission? The final poem is a poem about good and evil."

Park Rou nodded.

"You should carefully savor that article and the background of the article, it actually vaguely implies that the last wave ss is most likely a woman, hidden in the backyard of a large family... The final poem of this place's mission is not casually said, it is a clue, although it is rather obscure."

The friends of the last round of final poetry immediately went to check after returning, reviewed the test after passing the level, and summarized the experience and lessons. It was also a habit for them.

After checking, I found that the final poem came from the second chapter of the Dream of Red Mansions. The Red Mansion has twelve slits. General Liu had nine wives. Although the task was called Dasan Pass. The iron horse and autumn wind and golden swords were heroic. However, as soon as this article was published, if you have studied this, you may directly realize that the style of painting was wrong. It was not the legend of the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, but the Legend of Zhen Huan of the Three Kingdoms...

This is the same in front of you.

Park Rou Muran understood.

The Book of Songs: Dayi Life is a poem about sacrifices, which refers to the sacrifices of the emperors and princes in the Zhou Dynasty. The first day of sacrifice to the gods is a regular sacrifice. The second day of the emperor or princes will feast for the princes to drink the princes, which is called the sacrificial sacrifice. The so-called princes refers to the person who pretends to be a god or ancestor in the main sacrifice to worship.

In this mission, what is worshipped and respected? Only the monk master who went deep into the cave and then sat down on the edge of the cave to suppress the power of the demon general's curse, so that the lifespan of the villagers was extended from ten or twenty years old to thirty years old?

But if you look carefully, what is the corpse sacrificed in the duck skull? It is fake. It is played by someone, not really. What does this mean? The monk is not real, but is played by someone. The villagers have always sacrificed the wrong object? Or is it that the monk's adventure in the ancient cave that year itself was a trick. It is just that the people in the village have been blinded and don't know the truth?

With this kind of understanding, if you combine with the doubts Xiao Ling once said, it is easy to realize that there are problems, right?

From this, it is natural that Boss was not a demon general. He was a sect of monks or monks, and his disciples.

"Ahhhh..." Park Rou moaned in pain with her head in her arms.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ling took out the dragon tongue bow and put it on the phoenix-feather arrow and approached Park Rou, thinking that Park Rou was controlled by some mysterious means by the monks.

Suddenly Pu Rou grabbed his shoulder and felt aching, "Did you develop some traits or have a mentally retarded halo on your equipment?"

"Ah?" Xiao Ling was stunned.

"Why did my IQ decrease significantly as soon as I get close to you?" Park Rou said in pain.

"Is this... I blamed me?" Xiao Ling shrugged his shoulders and relieved his unnecessary guard.

Although the general framework for mutual cooperation has been decided, they still have a lot to do before completing the crypt mission and running towards the ground at an extremely fast speed.

The first thing, Xiao Ling looked at the shining bald head: "Three masters have the chance to receive the same magic order from the fairy world, but they have not had the chance to get to know each other well. But I believe that you are among these people at this moment, right? Do you want to get to know each other again?"

Park Rou looked at Xiao Ling blankly, and she could no longer keep up with Xiao Ling's thinking.

Xiao Ling immediately explained that there is not so much time, so it must be fast: "Several masters, unlike Master Zhang Shaotian, you are monks. If you are monks, you are proficient in Buddhism, and it is easy to detect something wrong from the villagers' worship methods or other subtle clues. The same is true for the same reason, the villagers here are born with trust in you, and quietly told you many unknown secrets, right?" Many of the information that Pu Rou found was obtained by following the monks. Reasoning 1.

"You disappeared after the battle in the second half of the night last night. Although you were driven away by Zhang Boye to reduce hidden dangers as a reason, the village is so big that his formation cannot be covered all. You can fight with the formation, but you didn't, but walked away directly. I believe that you actually found some clues, approach the truth of the entire incident, and follow the trend..." Reasoning 2.

"How do you know that they will definitely be here?" Park Rou asked Xiao Ling quietly.

"I was not sure at first, but now that I have confirmed it, these monks are the last wave of ss..." Xiao Ling replied quietly, "When Zhang Boye comes back, the next battle is likely to be the final battle. No matter what clues the three monks receive, the clues that cannot participate in the final battle, can they be called clues?" Reasoning Three.

While Xiao Ling explained to Park Rou, the lineup of the monks on the opposite side was slightly chaotic.

Why? Among the people who came from the other party, except for the seven Taoist priests, Xiao Ling, the guys who didn’t know what they were, there were three monks. They all knew about these.

But after last night, the three monks disappeared, and they were also confused. They couldn't find where the three guys were hiding, so they had to give up.

But according to Xiao Ling's intention, the three monks have already sneaked into their team. If a war begins, wouldn't it become a hidden danger?

The monks were rioting, but after a while of riot, they gradually became suspicious: Is this guy in front of me saying this? Could it be that he deliberately disrupted the morale of the army?

Just as I was thinking this way, a sound suddenly sounded in the air, sometimes near and sometimes far, sometimes far, sometimes too big and sometimes too small, sometimes up and down, it was difficult to determine the direction of the coming: "Amitabha, this donor, we all come here to save the suffering villagers, why do we help the evildoer? Do our best to do something wrong?"

There is really a traitor? Just in the middle of the crowd? The bald heads shining under the scorching sun, staring at each other with caution, and the dazzling reflections were on the ground, wandering in the mountains, as if the colorful lights in the dance hall were rolling and rotating.

"Assisting the evildoer? Do you do anything against the enemy?" Xiao Ling smiled sternly, "When Master Zhang Shaotian insulted my teammates, do the three masters remember these two words? When Master Zhang Shaotian killed my three companions in front of you, the three still felt that they were good monks? Don't insult the profession of monks!"

"..." There was no sound in the crowd.

Xiao Ling did not let it go, narrowed his eyes and continued: "You don't dare! Because you are afraid! You are afraid of offending that guy, and you are afraid of offending Longhu Mountain. So even if you master the clues, you dare not complete it in advance. Do you dare to do the task that Master Zhang Shaotian has not completed? Are you not afraid that Master Zhang Shaotian will be angry and will be killed in the whole family?" Reason 4.

"So, don't say that you follow the laws of the Immortal World and save the villagers... You are mingling in the team, just waiting for Master Zhang to come back. When he is in crisis, you can take the opportunity to save him and even help him complete the task."

"It makes him happy to pat Master Zhang Shaotian's horse, that is, Longhu Mountain is happy, Longhu Mountain is happy, and Longhu Mountain is happy. Any reward for whatever you want is much more than the successful completion of the task. The most important thing is that you can also take the opportunity to get closer to Longhu Mountain, and there are no hidden dangers in safety... What I said is right, Masters?" Xiao Ling said with disdain. Reasoning 5.

"You, you guy, are so sarcastic, really, really..." A monk couldn't help but speak, and he was angry and rushed to the crown. Oh, by the way, the monk didn't have a crown, and his forehead was red and no longer reflected.

"Wu Nian, don't talk too much!" Another monk suddenly stopped him, but... it was too late.

"The three masters of the Great Buddha Temple, you are angry and obsessed with each other!" Reason 6.

Xiao Ling said sarcastically, "Swish" the wordless heavenly book tore three pages away, turned into a ball of light that was in truth, and instantly attached to the phoenix feather arrow of the dragon tongue bow he pulled, making every fire feather of Feng Ling burn as if it was alive.

"Chirp~" With a clear phoenix sound, three powerful arrows turned into curved rainbows and instantly sank into the bald monks' queues. They were like guided missiles, and flew to the three monks with panic, shame, and their faces and heads were red, as if they were roasted.

Of course, the monk was shocked. He didn't expect Xiao Ling to distinguish them so accurately, and he would do it as soon as he wanted to do it, without giving him any chance to prepare.

Wave your weapons with all your might and block the arrows.

"Dingdang!" It sounded repeatedly, but unfortunately, they blocked it and did not completely block it. The Fengling arrows tilted, but they still smashed their shoulders, allowing their weapons to fly out of their hands.

This is a powerful arrow activated by the power of the truth, which leads to a turn.

The monks were so ecstatic that this guy who was beaten by Master Zhang Shaotian's bodyguards was so powerful? He even successfully injured them with one fight.
Chapter completed!