Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1165 The Gears of Destiny

"Shashasha~"

At this moment, footsteps sounded.

A figure vaguely appeared in the thick gray fog. About half a minute later, the figure gradually became clear. It was a man dressed as a monk.

He was wearing a yellow and red robe similar to a lama's robe, and his hair was curly and messy, tied in a big bun on top of his head.

The man's face was covered in thick white powder, with some mysterious totems painted on it with blood-red oil paint. His lips were pitch black, and he looked like a ghost.

The key point is that his eyes are lifeless and his walking posture is particularly sluggish and staggering, just like a zombie. It's late at night and he looks particularly creepy.

"First, sir, these are them. They are not afraid of bullets and will explode if you get close to them."

Seeing this "zombie", Rah and other military and police officers almost subconsciously retreated with looks of horror on their faces.

"Not afraid of bullets? Are you that awesome?"

Du Weiguo curled his lips indifferently, and instead of retreating, he took two steps forward and looked at this "zombie" coldly.

He did not believe what Lach said. He believed that the greater one's ability and the more experiences one had, the clearer one would understand the nature and basic laws of the world.

One of them is that as long as it is a physical creature, there is no reason for it not to be afraid of bullets.

A moment later, the "zombie" took a step with his left foot, and just as he was about to step out of the temple gate, Du Weiguo suddenly moved.

"Puff~"

He drew his gun, pulled the bolt, and fired in one go at an incredibly fast speed, without even aiming, and fired a group of four short bursts at lightning speed.

Du Weiguo's spearmanship has long been regarded as a god, almost close to the Tao, so there is no need to say more.

The "zombie" was shot in the forehead, heart, and both knees almost simultaneously. His body was suffocated and he was forcibly trapped inside the temple gate.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, the "zombie's" legs lost support and he fell heavily to the ground.

The originally lifeless eyes seemed to burst into a moment of brilliance.

But it was only for a moment, and then he closed his eyes, and his body slowly fell to the ground, motionless, obviously dead.

"That's it?"

  Du Weiguo was stunned, raised his eyebrows in surprise, turned his head and glanced at Lach:

"Didn't you say they weren't afraid of bullets?"

  Seeing this outrageous result, Lach was also very confused, his eyes were wide open, and he stammered to explain:

"Uh~ sir, before, they were indeed not afraid of bullets. They were like unconscious monsters. Even if their bodies were shot into a honeycomb, they would not stop moving."

Du Weiguo thought for a moment, frowned, and asked, "Have you ever hit someone on the head before?"

"Should have fought, right?"

Lach was stunned by this question, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he replied with a guilty conscience.

The scene of clearing the temple before was chaotic. They rushed in with weapons in hand, while those "zombies" counterattacked without fear of harm.

Then came the bloody explosion, and the scene instantly became more chaotic and horrific. Then came the sudden retreat like wolves and pigs, with no one caring about the consequences.

Lach didn't notice whether he hit the heads of these "zombies" at that time.

"Fuck, what a piece of crap! The Sultan's chief of guards personally led the encirclement and suppression operation, but he didn't even deploy a sniper in advance. It was like a child's play.

No wonder he is a nobody on the international stage in the future. With such a weak fighting force, he probably can’t even beat the stronger pirates.”

Du Weiguo secretly complained in his heart, then glanced coldly in the direction of the temple and tightened the Browning 35 pistol in his hand.

Of course he couldn't use the Brotherhood's custom-made pistol to deal with such small fry.

No matter how powerful a pistol is, it has a durability. Besides, those carved bullets are damn expensive and not worth using to kill minions.

"Okay, I'll go into the temple and see who's playing tricks inside."

This Black Temple does have some secrets. Even with Du Weiguo's keen eyesight, he cannot see through the truth inside.

The double-layer thick stone wall, the corpse sealed with sand and gravel in the middle, and the strange gray smoke lingering in the yard, blocked his view.

As for the open front door, that's even more ridiculous.

As soon as he entered, he saw a gigantic six-armed metal statue of the god Krishna, more than 6 meters tall. It was probably made of pure copper. Combined with the ubiquitous smoke, it completely blocked Du Weiguo's vision.

"thank you, sir."

Upon hearing this, Lach was so grateful that he almost cried.

He was truly terrified by this extremely evil temple and those fearless, demon-like, self-destructing "zombies."

"Boss, I'll go in with you!"

Gousheng, who had been unable to contain himself any longer, came over with his MP5 in hand. At this moment, he looked very excited, his face flushed, without a trace of fear.

Gousheng is a typical warmonger and a staunch materialist who has no respect for gods or ghosts.

  Life and death are bearish, if you don't agree, just do it!

In fact, Chinese soldiers of this period were basically like this, wearing green uniforms, red collar badges, half-stance and holding their guns at an angle. They were the undisputed strongest individual soldiers on the planet, and no one could deny them!

However, in response to Gou Sheng's request for a fight, Du Weiguo glared at him fiercely and scolded him unhappily:

"Where are you going? Stay here honestly!"

"Boss, my shooting skills are not bad, I can ~"

Gou Sheng's face turned red and he wanted to say something, but Lao Lei pulled him back and whispered in his ear:

  "Gousheng, stop messing around, look around, don't you realize that this is not a battle that ordinary people can participate in?

You think you're invincible just holding a broken fire stick? What are you going to do in there? What else can you do except wrap your head in a mess? "

At this moment, everywhere around the temple, there were crowds of people, some of whom were even in tattered clothes.

They all had lifeless eyes and looked numb, as if they were sleepwalking.

Combined with the current environment, it feels like a scene from a ghost movie, so eerie that it sends chills down one's spine.

Gousheng is just a little bit slow-witted, but he is not stupid. After being reminded by Lao Lei, he reacted instantly.

Although there are no ghosts or gods in this world, there are superhuman beings.

The current situation is definitely a battlefield where only those with abilities are qualified to participate. It is a high-end game and mortals are prohibited from entering.

If he really went in, he would just become a burden.

  The advantage of Gousheng is that he corrects his mistakes as soon as he realizes them. After realizing his mistakes, his expression immediately became embarrassed, he lowered his gun, and said in a shy tone:

"Boss, I'm sorry, I just want to help."

"Okay! Just stay here, I'll be back soon."

Du Weiguo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He gave Lao Lei a reassuring look and said perfunctorily.

Then he stretched out his long legs, walked like a dragon or a tiger, and walked without stopping towards the main gate of the temple that looked like the entrance to hell.

Although he was just one person, he exuded the fierce momentum of thousands of troops.

"Fuck! The head is really awesome!"

Looking at the background where Du Weiguo was gradually swallowed by the thick smoke, Gou Sheng's forehead was bulging with excitement.

"Oh! You have to be awesome! Otherwise, you think your reputation as the invincible one is just a boast!"

Lao Lei was actually not very calm either, he felt his blood rushing to his head.

This temple was indeed a bit strange. The closer Du Weiguo got, the more he felt his scalp tingling.

This is danger perception, but it is not strong.

It's probably like when you're walking and you see a small snake coiled on the road from a distance, and it may not necessarily be a poisonous snake.

Du Weiguo, who was used to big scenes, was certainly not afraid of this level of danger, and even felt a little disdainful.

If Rah Baba had not come to invite him specially, and if the Sultan of Oman had not been polite to him in the past two days, he might not have been willing to pay attention.

It's the same old tune, it's all about human nature and social conventions.

As soon as I stepped over the threshold of the temple, the strange chanting sound that had been lingering in my ears suddenly became louder, and at the same time, hurried footsteps sounded from all directions.

Along with the sound, several ghostly figures jumped out from behind the statue of Krishna. They were all "suicide zombies" wearing yellow and red Lama costumes.

These "zombies" staggered, but their speed was not slow at all. Their purpose was also very clear, and they went straight towards Du Weiguo.

"Puff puff puff~~"

It was just a small scene, so Du Weiguo was certainly not panicked. He held the gun with both hands and fired left and right, and the hot bullets poured out instantly.

In less than a second, he fired 24 bullets. The six "zombies" were shot in the forehead, heart, and knees almost at the same time, and fell to the ground. "Come on, let's see what other tricks you have. Use them all."

While slowly changing the magazine, Du Weiguo strode towards the depths of the temple, making contemptuous and provocative remarks.

"Monsters" like the "suicide zombies" are slow and fragile, and can be easily dealt with by ordinary bullets.

In Du Weiguo's eyes, they posed no threat at all. They were not even qualified to get close to him, let alone self-destruct.

As he spoke, Du Weiguo had already walked around the huge metal statue blocking the main entrance and saw the temple hall behind it.

"Oh? So it's a fake. What kind of god is this? I don't know him, but it doesn't matter."

The main hall of the temple is very majestic. The door is closed, but there is another statue enshrined inside, which is about 3 meters high.

The statue is completely black, standing in a human shape with eight arms, fangs turned outward, and a skull on its head. In addition to weapons and magical instruments, its eight hands also hold a bleeding human head. It is obvious that he is not a good person.

Although Du Weiguo could not name this statue, he could tell that it was definitely different from the Black God outside.

In the main hall, more than a hundred monks dressed in yellow and red were kneeling. They all had their eyes closed, their expressions were solemn, and they were muttering to themselves.

The strange chanting sounds that echoed all around were made by them, and they were also the source of the "suicide zombies".

Right in front of these guys, in front of the statue, there is a huge incense burner that looks like both a tripod and a cauldron.

This thing is more than 3 meters long, about meter high, and almost meter wide. The gray smoke that fills the entire temple comes from here.

The closer I got, the thicker the smoke became. I could also smell a faint stench, and my head started to feel dizzy.

With Du Weiguo's perspective, the combustible material in the incense burner was clearly an unknown solid fat that was dark gray and black, a bit like lard.

Corpse oil, although he was not familiar with it, this weird thing suddenly popped up in Du Weiguo's mind.

"Fuck, it really is an evil temple. All right, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven today and destroy this den of thieves!"

Although he hasn't met the real boss yet, Du Weiguo's patience has almost been exhausted, and a strong feeling of annoyance is rising in his heart.

I haven't eaten pork, but I have seen pigs run.

Du Weiguo's horizons had changed greatly after experiencing many more bizarre and dark things. He could imagine everything in an instant.

Hideous statues, countless corpses embedded in the walls, tons of corpse oil, strange smoke, evil chanting, self-destructing zombies, and those insane people outside the temple.

All of these are part of a complete set of means to deceive people and confuse their minds.

"Okay, you guys love burning incense, don't you? Then I'll help you make the fire burn brighter!"

Du Weiguo took out a half-covered gas mask and put it on his face, then he took out a few incendiary bombs from behind his waist. When he was about to pull the string, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, an old man holding a staff suddenly walked out from the back of the hall.

This guy is tall, thin, and skinny, with messy gray hair and a beard. He is wearing a yellow Lama robe and a dark purple cloak on the outside. He looks like a person of status.

He walked past the kneeling monks and went straight to the entrance of the hall before stopping.

  The old and haggard face stared at Du Weiguo through the palace door, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant:

"who are you?"

"Damn, he's an old blind man, and he can speak English. It's so weird. I should say I don't understand him, but the foreign language that sounds impressive is what makes it more interesting."

Du Weiguo casually threw the incendiary bomb in his hand, with a look of contempt and complaining loudly.

This old man is blind. There are no eyeballs in his eye sockets, only two empty holes. He should have a certain degree of spatial sensing ability.

Being ignored by Du Weiguo, the old man seemed a little embarrassed and asked in a louder voice:

"Who are you? Why are you making trouble in my temple?"

Following his questioning, a dozen monks who were kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up, staggered, and walked towards the left and right side doors of the hall.

"Tsk, we can only control about ten people at a time. That's it. There's nothing much to watch. Okay, let's finish the job early and go back to eat roasted camel."

Seeing this scene, Du Weiguo suddenly felt bored.

Du Weiguo is no longer just Amon under your command. He has higher standards.

He has seen many masters of mind control. Among them, the Night Demons and Night Terrors under his command can control more than a hundred people. Miss Hu is the most evil and can control nearly a thousand people at the same time.

The old evil monk in front of me can only hypnotize and control a dozen people at most. I guess he has to rely on external forces such as corpse fumes and chanting. It's nothing!

"Shhhhhh!"

After thinking this through, Du Weiguo no longer hesitated, and several incendiary bombs in his hand flew out like meteors!

The door of the main hall of the temple is made of wood and is very heavy, but it cannot withstand Du Weiguo's extraordinary strength and his exquisite skills in using hidden weapons.

Meteor chasing the moon!

Du Weiguo threw a total of four incendiary bombs, which were mysteriously arranged in a line in the air. At the front of the incendiary bombs, he also secretly threw out a Demon Shuttle.

The purpose of this shuttle is to break open the temple door and blow the "evil monk's" head off at the same time.

"clang!"

The next moment, the sound of metal clashing was heard.

What surprised Du Weiguo was that this blind "evil monk" was actually a master of physical skills. With a slight swing of the staff in his hand, he blocked the evil shuttle in the nick of time.

However, he could block the Evil Shuttle, but he could not and dared not block the subsequent incendiary bombs.

"Boom!" A dazzling white light suddenly lit up, and at the same time, Du Weiguo also hummed softly.

His consciousness had just been attacked by the "evil monk", but it was blocked and bounced back by his mental barrier in just a moment.

In terms of physical sensation, I was just slightly dazed for a moment, and it can be said that I felt nothing at all.

However, the "evil monk" was in a bad condition. Black blood spurted out of his eyes, ears, nose and mouth almost at the same time. He fell to the ground and was swallowed up by the exploding white phosphorus flame.

But this old man was really tough. He allowed the flames of nearly a thousand degrees to burn him to ashes without making a sound.

Because before he fell to the ground, he had already suffered from the mental backlash.

As the "evil monk" fell to the ground, white hellfire rose up, the monks' chanting stopped abruptly, and they opened their eyes, looking around in a daze.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Before they could figure out the current situation, their attention was attracted by the fierce roar, and at the same time, a dozen fierce black shadows appeared in their field of vision.

"boom!"

The black shadow split apart, and everyone was wrapped in endless white flames. They screamed and turned into firemen. After a few seconds, they fell to the ground and turned into charred charcoal.

To cut the grass, we must uproot it. This is Du Weiguo's current principle of action.

In this evil temple, no less than thousands of people have died in vain within the walls alone. It is unlikely that there are any good people among these monks in the temple.

Even if there is, he doesn't care. He would rather cut the weeds and eradicate them completely. He would rather kill the wrong ones than let them go!

In order to finish the job as quickly as possible, Du Weiguo threw nearly 20 incendiary bombs in one breath, and there were tons of oil in the incense burner to help with the combustion.

So in less than a minute, the entire temple hall was engulfed in flames and turned into a huge torch.

The flames rising into the sky dyed the sky red, as if it were daytime.

At the same time, the possessed people outside the wall suddenly woke up from their dream, and when they saw the fire in the temple, they immediately ran away crying for their parents.

At this time, Lah, who was quite perceptive, saw the fire in the temple and led his team to rush in.

He ran to Du Weiguo in one breath and asked anxiously:

"Sir, are you okay?"

  Du Weiguo waved his hand casually:

"It's okay. The root of the problem has been solved. Rah, the rest is up to you."

"Okay, okay." Rah didn't dare to ask more questions and nodded obediently, with a little more awe in his heart.

Such a puzzling temple was just like the legendary hell, but Du Weiguo razed it to the ground within a few minutes of entering.

"Boss, where are we going now?" Gousheng's eyes were full of admiration, but there was no sign of surprise at all.

In his opinion, Du Weiguo is invincible, so it is inevitable for him to solve the problem personally, and it is only natural to do it quickly.

"Nonsense, of course I'll go back and eat camel meat."

What Du Weiguo didn't know was that the temple he had so easily dealt with had brought him unexpected new enemies.

The gears of fate began to spin wildly again from this moment on!