You cut yourself just to watch us drop our little pearls?

v2: Put down the dry bones

Obviously, the game planner has hinted at what choice you should make towards this hypocritical guy. Giving him a "Xia Hai Flying Kick" is the best choice!

But is Dudu the kind of man who only follows the instructions of the game?

He decisively controlled Ruan Ziwen to take out the rifle behind him and pointed the gun at the withered skeleton wearing a monk's robe.

"Sayunara! Master!"

"Bang bang bang!!"

The bullet penetrated the bright red robes and shattered the bones!

As if it still wasn't enough, Dudu rewarded him with another "Happy Ghost Bullet!"

"boom!!"

【Achievement: Grind the bones and spread ashes! 】

Chapter 39 The most enjoyable episode

"Ah... Is it really reasonable to build this thing on a mountain? Can it really pump out water?"

Looking at the dry well in the mountains in front of him, Wang Lei felt a twitch in his head.

He had indeed never been to Xishan before, but he had never heard of a well on Xishan!

"The devil knows."

Wen Chun shrugged.

"It feels like... only the devil knows."

Listening to the shrill roar coming from the bottom of the well, Ruan Ziwen couldn't help but touch his arms which were covered with goose bumps.

"How do we seal it?"

Wang Lei turned his head and looked at Wen Chun. Among them, Wen Chun had the most things in his mind. In comparison, he and Ziwen seemed like pendants.

"That depends on Ziwen."

Wen Chun turned his head and cast his gaze at Ruan Ziwen, or to be more precise, at the Buddhist beads on his chest.

"You mean, this bead can seal this well?"

"If I'm right."

"OK then……"

Ruan Ziwen took off the Buddhist beads from his chest and handed them to Wen Chun decisively, but Wen Chun refused.

"You need to bring this."

"Me? Can't you?"

Ruan Ziwen pointed at himself, a little surprised.

"I can't, but you can."

Wen Chun nodded very confidently. This matter had to be done by Ruan Ziwen alone.

There is no other reason, just relying on his identity as the descendant of the Five Mountains Taoist priests is enough.

"Okay, so what do I do?"

“Jump in.”

"what?"

“Jump in.”

"This...isn't this right?"

Looking at the bottom of the well, which was so deep that he could not see the bottom of it, and where endless wailing sounds were coming from underground, Ruan Ziwen swallowed silently.

"Come on, I believe you!"

Wang Lei on the side cheered Ruan Ziwen on.

"Even if you say so, I don't believe in myself!"

"Okay, okay, there is another way."

Wen Chun looked at Ruan Ziwen who looked reluctant, and finally just shook his head helplessly.

"any solution?"

"The solution is ..."

Wen Chun walked gently to Ruan Ziwen's side and then grabbed his wrist.

"!"

Ruan Ziwen was startled and looked up at Wen Chun, but he only saw that harmless little face.

He was very perceptive and suddenly felt something was wrong.

But before he could react, a huge force came from his arm and swung him up on the spot, and then...

Ruan Ziwen himself drew a very beautiful trajectory in the air, and then fell into the dry well.

"Forehead……"

Wang Lei on the side looked at the scene in amazement. Wen Chun clapped his hands, then turned to look at Wang Lei.

"Hiss! No... No, I don't have to go, right?"

"Indeed, you don't have to go in."

Looking at Wang Lei who looked panicked, Wen Chun nodded silently.

"Phew...that's good. I don't like small and dark places like that."

After getting Wen Chun's reply, Wang Lei was obviously relieved. Fortunately... the Buddhist beads were not his, otherwise he would have been imprisoned too!

"Of course, there are more troublesome things waiting for us."

Glancing at the evil spirits around him that were suddenly stirring, Wen Chun silently raised the shotgun in his hand.

"Actually, if you hit them enough, this kind of thing won't be considered a problem."

"

Wang Lei smiled and raised his shield.

"It looks like our lives will be in the hands of Ziwen... I hope he can come out soon. Should he be able to come out?"

"Of course, but...it depends on you and me."

"Click..."

"boom!"

……

"It's so dark in this well, why is there no light at all? Wang Lei! Wen Chun! Where did you go? Hey!! Is there anyone here?! I'm so scared!!!"

Looking at the pitch-black monitor, Dudu uttered the most "delicate" words in his extremely tough voice. If the ghosts in the game could hear them, they would probably be excited by his words!

This person has too much yang energy!

"..."

The Buddhist beads on Ruan Ziwen's chest seemed to sense something, and golden light began to flow gradually over his body. The originally dark well was filled with a touch of light because of the presence of the Buddhist beads.

This place was the same as what he saw outside, just a dry well.

However, under the shining of the golden light, another golden light seemed to feel the call and began to flicker at the bottom of the well. And in Ruan Ziwen's shocked gaze, the two golden lights slowly merged and... their light became even more grand!

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, a series of roars came from behind Ruan Ziwen. He turned around and found that he had been covered by the evil spirits at some point. Countless evil spirits stretched out their green claws and attacked him!

[Buy time for the integration of righteousness! 】

A prompt from the game system appeared on the monitor!

Dudu now understood what he should do now. He should...

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

"I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING!!!"

"Thunder magic! Fire magic! Kill, kill, kill!"

At this moment, Dudu completely released all the skills in his hands towards the group of ghosts in front of him, like a lawn mower!

【Tell a joke, horror game! 】

【Battle! So cool!!!】

[Is this the Dead Souls Line? Isn’t this a Taoist Ghost Hunting Simulator? ]

[Still call him a Taoist priest? Call him Taoist master! ]

[This feeling of pleasure has surpassed the ordinary lawn mowing game! ]

……

"It looks like it's already been marked down there?"

With a shield, he dispersed the attacking evil spirit and wiped the blood from his ear, Wang Lei's smile seemed a little forced.

"Yeah... He has started. From now on, all we can do is hold on here."

He looked at the last two shotgun shells in his hand, one fire and one thunder.

"Kaka..."

Pushing the bullet into the chamber, Wen Chun pointed the gun at the evil spirits that gathered together.

"boom!!!"

The impact of the two dragons instantly dispersed the evil ghosts, but an endless stream of evil ghosts still approached their direction. Even though most of them were cleared out by Wen Chun in an instant, the remaining land was soon reoccupied by the evil ghosts.

Just like the sea water, it was endless. Even though it was evaporated by the flames, it was soon replenished by another part of the sea water...

"Damn...why are there so many ghosts!"

Wang Lei was still gritting his teeth and holding on. His fire talismans had been used up and his bullets were all gone. If he continued like this, even his exoskeleton would run out of energy. He didn't bring many thunder talismans for charging!

"It seems we are even later than we thought. We can only rely on Ziwen!"

Wen Chun gritted his teeth as he used the butt of a gun to cut open the head of an evil ghost.

I hope...he can be the same as in the original!

……

"Are you my descendant? Why don't you look as handsome as me?"

Ruan Ziwen looked at the figure emitting golden light in front of him, his pupils constricted.

Chapter 40: The Inheritance of the Five Mountains Taoist Priests

Looking at the golden light coming out from the wellhead and the evil spirits surrounding it with terrified expressions, Wen Chun understood that Ruan Ziwen had successfully met his ancestor.

The pressure that had been already at its maximum disappeared at this moment, and Wen Chun silently put down the finger that was about to bite off and draw talismans. His stuff was really about to be used up, and if he continued to fight, he could only use traditional Taoist exorcism techniques!

Although Wang Lei, who was standing by, didn't know what happened, he knew that Ruan Ziwen had succeeded when he saw Wen Chun looking relaxed. The tense nerves finally relaxed, and he leaned against the dry well, gasping for breath.

There was no other way. After all the supplies were used up, it was just a physical job. If he continued to fight, he would probably become the first Taoist to die of exhaustion!

"Ah... I survived."

Wang Lei let out a long breath, feeling the warm golden light behind his head, and suddenly became curious.

"I don't know what happened to Ruan Ziwen down there."

"Then there's no need to say it."

Wen Chun sat next to Wang Lei. He was so tired that his calves began to tremble.

"It must be some old man who is teaching him some skills. Maybe the old man in the well will give him a ring, and the old man is the one living in the ring."