Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

(Holy crap! How could this be?!)

(Did An Lan really do something?!)

(Could it be that he used that time-related skill?)

Long Ao's mind was quick; after a moment of surprise, his expression gradually returned to normal!

Sometimes—

The butterfly effect is very interesting.

Last week, Long Ao didn't see the progress bar move, so he insisted on splitting up!

Upon seeing this scene, he immediately spoke up to stop Zhao Kuo: "Zhao Kuo! Listen to An Lan!"

"ha?!"

"What the hell?! You guys!"

Zhao Kuo glanced at the two men suspiciously, blinked, and although his face still showed some displeasure, he had already obediently sat down on the bed...

"So... Anlan, what do you think we should do next?"

Long Ao leaned against the bed and looked at An Lan. After pondering for a moment, An Lan simply said, "Wait!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until that world appears!"

"good!"

"..."

The room was completely silent.

But a moment later, there was a knocking sound at the door!

An Lan frowned and looked over. The thin figure of Liao Ye stood in the doorway and called out, "You... if you're going to eat later, remember not to eat too much..."

"This is the temple's rule: one bowl per person!"

"OK!"

Only Long Ao responded from inside the room, while An Lan looked outside with a strange expression!

This time of year!

If [Liaoye] comes knocking on the door?

Doesn't this correspond to the time period when he and Wen Lan pretended to be intimate and were discovered last time?

So!

Was the last person who spied on me and Wen Lan [Liao Ye]?!

(hiss--)

(But that doesn't prove anything, does it?)

(It's understandable that this little girl likes to watch these kinds of things at her age...)

An Lan didn't take it to heart, and the group continued to wait in silence...

......

Meanwhile.

[The Hunger Squad] Over here.

"Brahman!"

"clear!"

The Kshatriya looked at the Brahmin again, and the Brahmin began to stroke the crystal ball.

Under the divination, a shimmering starlight appeared on the crystal ball, and the star map twinkled—this time it was no longer a Pisces reflection, but... [Sirius Gazing at the Moon]!

"Hiss...this...this—"

"The constellation 'Sirius Gazing at the Moon'..."

"It symbolizes... a wolf trying to swallow the moon, but never realizing how vast the moon is and how insignificant it is! It's a metaphor for people who are greedy but overestimate their abilities, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot..."

"Um?!"

"What do you mean?! Are you saying that we're overestimating ourselves by trying to take on the [Dragon Kingdom National Team]?!"

"How is this possible?!"

Upon hearing this, Kshatriya's temples throbbed with a sharp pain: "Don't joke around! We're not some 'national team,' we're the 'Hunger Squad'! The 'Energy Supplement Society's' Hunger Squad!"

"【national team】?!"

"We must have at least eight, if not ten, groups of 'national teams' imprisoned, right?"

"The Dragon Kingdom?"

"Are we trying to stop a chariot with our bare hands?!"

The Kshatriya stared at the Brahmin, who pursed his dry lips, staring blankly at the crystal ball: "This... [divination] never lies to us..."

"How about... how about we just let it go this time?"

"What do you think?"

"Forget it?! An Lan wiped out the [Death Squad], and you're saying forget it?!"

"But the stars..."

"Fuck the stars!"

"Since you say we're like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, then... the three of us will follow the Dragon Kingdom team... I don't believe anything will happen if we follow them..."

"this--"

"..."

A profound silence fell over the meditation room.

......

Time flies.

After Anlan's group of five remained silent inside the house, Shadi and his two companions did the same.

I don't know how much time passed, but the rain outside gradually stopped, and the sky darkened.

Zhao Kuo lay on the bed, his patience wearing thin. He looked up at An Lan and said, "Hey! An Lan, are you sure you haven't misremembered your abilities?"

"It's almost dark... and we still haven't entered that world or anything?"

"this..."

As soon as he asked this question, everyone around looked at An Lan, whose expression also turned strange!

That's not right!

The last time I spent time with Wen Lan, the whole world changed!

Why is this time different?

Is it the butterfly effect?

Or perhaps, because everyone was gathered together this time, nothing happened?

"I don't know..."

"However, I still suggest that everyone stay together and not separate!"

After An Lan finished speaking, Long Ao narrowed his eyes, seemingly looking at something, and suddenly said, "An Lan! Why don't you try to get in touch with that little nun, Liaoye?"

"ah?!"

"Captain Long, what's wrong with you...?"

"Hehehe... let's just be friends—among us, you're probably the one who develops relationships with the opposite sex the fastest..."

"I think you might be able to get some clues from these nuns..."

"..."

An Lan remained silent.

In fact, he did consider doing so.

Looking at Long Ao, An Lan roughly guessed it—this was not Long Ao's idea, but most likely an arrangement to reverse cause and effect.

After a moment's thought, An Lan walked towards the door of the meditation room: "Alright! I'll look around the meditation room first. If she's there, I'll try to talk to her..."

"But you still shouldn't separate!"

"Wait for me to come back!"

"OK--"

"Go ahead and don't worry!"

Long Ao waved his hand, indicating that he would take care of the team, and then An Lan walked out of the room and searched around in the corridor of the [Zen Room].

An Lan did not dare to go far, or rather... out of the vicinity of the [Zen Room].

The reason is very simple!

He feared that he might re-enter that world without warning, and if he wasn't in the [Meditation Room] area, there was a high chance he wouldn't be in the same space as his teammates...

"[Liaoye]...Cheng Buhui...[Huanglian]...[Host]......"

"What the hell is in this damned temple?"

"..."

After passing by the meditation room of [Liaoye], there seemed to be no sound from inside. Anlan pushed open the door and looked inside, and there was indeed no one there.

As you walk forward along the corridor of the meditation room, there is a right-hand passage leading to the back of the meditation room, next to the straight corridor leading to the Mahavira Hall.

After hesitating for a moment, An Lan walked to the right...

"Here you go—"

"Eat an apple..."

"Eat an apple..."

Suddenly!

A soft, familiar sound rang out.

An Lan quickened her pace. Behind the meditation room was a grassy field. In front of the grassy field was a lake, and in the very center of the lake was a small house, situated on an island in the water.

This... is the building behind the [Zen Room] that I saw before.

Looking around, at the edge of the grassy field, [Liaoye] was lying prone on the ground, half of his body above the water, sprinkling something into the water...

"eat..."

"Eat..."

"Um?"

An Lan moved closer and discovered that [Liao Ye] was peeling an apple by the water and throwing the apple scraps into the water to feed the fish.

"Mwah, mwah, mwah—"

Ripples danced on the lake's surface, and fish were indeed emerging to devour the broken apple pieces.

An Lan watched for a while, until [Liao Ye] clapped his hands and stood up from the shore with satisfaction. Only then did he notice that An Lan was still standing behind him!

"ah!!!"

"Why are you running around like this?!"

"Didn't I tell you... not to run around?!"

A blush unconsciously crept onto the young nun's face.

An Lan was probably the first man she had ever seen who was so handsome in all these years.

If the two of them were alone together, it would be hard for her, at her age, to resist the stirrings of first love.

With her head down, she didn't dare look at An Lan, her hands nervously clutching her monk's robe...

An Lan stared at Liao Ye for a long time, not bothering with her usual flirtatious tips, but instead abruptly asked a question: "Master Liao Ye, I'd like to ask... did Shenyin Nunnery used to have a well?"

"what?"

"How...how did you know?"

"So you mean it exists?"

"right..."

"But that was many years ago... I remember there used to be a well in the central corridor of the temple... When I was little, whenever I passed by there, Sister Huanglian would carry me away..."

"Later, it seems the well dried up, so everyone sealed it up and filled it in..."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Hearing this, An Lan blinked.

"Then...why didn't we see Master Huanglian?"

Immediately after he posed this question, a clear look of sadness appeared on Liaoye's face: "Aunt Huanglian, a year ago one night, said she was going on a journey..."

"And then...and then she never came back..."

"ha?"

"..."

An Lan fell silent, sensing that things seemed to be getting more complicated.

After he stopped speaking, [Liaoye] looked at Anlan for a while before asking in a muffled voice, "Do you...do you know how to play [Red Light, Green Light]?"

"What?"

"Three, two, one, freeze! Don't move!"

Yes, I do! What's wrong?

"Then...can you play with me?"

"Is that okay...?"

"Very good!!!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of excitement clearly flashed in Liaoye's eyes.

"Then...then I'll be the wooden figure...and you be the verbal master!"

"I'm fine with anything!"

An Lan shrugged, found a spot, and began to turn her back to [Liao Ye].

He didn't know either—why he came to ask for clues, and then started playing this game?

"Three, two, one... Freeze! Don't move!!!"

After An Lan finished speaking, she quickly turned her head to look behind her. [Liao Ye]'s cheeks were flushed. She had only taken two steps when she stood there blankly, not daring to move!

One of her feet was dangling in the air, while the other was on the ground. Her body was swaying slightly, but she was gritting her teeth, seemingly trying desperately to control herself from moving.

"Oh--"

An Lan smiled slightly and turned her head again.

"Three...two...one..."

"Statue, don't...move!"

This time, he drew out his voice, and then there was a burst of footsteps running behind him. When An Lan suddenly turned around, [Liao Ye] was already standing behind him, with one hand hanging on his shoulder, his body still in a forward-moving posture.

How do you determine the winner in the game "Red Light, Green Light"?

As the "wooden man," the challenge is to see if the "wooden man" can pat the "mouth-maker's" shoulder...

The "Word of Command" can only force the "Wooden Man" to stop moving by unexpectedly shouting "Don't move!" If you shout fast enough and unexpectedly enough, the "Wooden Man" will become unbalanced and move around because it suddenly stops.

As long as the "Statue" moves within the "Word Master's" field of vision, then the "Word Master" wins!

Now, gazing at the [Liaoye] so close at hand, An Lan smiled and turned around again: "Three, two, one..."

"Clatter!"

Before he could finish speaking, [Liaoye] patted his left shoulder, followed by a cheerful laugh from behind: "Hehe! You lost!"

"yes..."

"I lost!"

An Lan agreed nonchalantly, but then she heard the system's voice in her ear.

【drop--】

[Goddess Cheng Buhui's affection for you +5!]

[Current favorability rating: 30 points!]

(oh?)

Raising an eyebrow, An Lan turned to look at Liao Ye, who pointed behind him: "Now, you're a wooden doll!"

"good!"

An Lan walked to the back with great interest, preparing to step towards [the new path]...

Is it really a good thing to be able to increase your "favorability" by playing games?

......

Dusk was falling.

No one knew how many rounds they'd played, but the otherworld within the temple still hadn't descended. Instead, [Liaoye] gazed at the sky with a regretful expression: "Hmm...it's about time to go back and do my evening chanting..."

"Thank you, benefactor!"

Liao Ye bowed to An Lan, who waved her hand and said, "If you need anything, you can always come to me for more fun..."

"good!"

"You're the first person, besides Sister Huanglian, to play games with me for this long..."

"I remember, the nun [Huanglian] used to like to play the role of a [coaxing man] to coax me..."

"Here you go—"

"Here, take this as payment for our game!"

As he spoke, Liao Ye suddenly took an apple out of his pocket and handed it to An Lan!

An Lan took the apple and examined it. It was just an ordinary apple, with a faint smell of incense ash from the burner. It seemed... to be an offering from the altar?!