I practice Buddhism in an escape game

Near the sunset, Xiang Feifan put away the shovel: "Brother Sang, it's getting dark, let's go back."

"Yeah." Sang Jingming straightened up without a drop of sweat on his forehead, which was in stark contrast to the hot and flushed Xiang Feifan.

"Brother Sang, do you think we are like ancient farmers who work at sunrise and rest at sunset?"

"Do you like that kind of life?" Sang Jingming asked.

"It's okay after a while, but I can't bear it if it grows longer." Xiang Feifei said suddenly. "Brother Sang, can you lend me your knife for a hug?"

"doing what?"

"I'm so hot, and I don't dare to take a bath." Xiang Feifan said pitifully, "I see your knife is cold, it must be cool to hold in your arms."

"You are quite courageous." Sang Jingming glanced at Fei Fei: "Just bear with the heat, this knife is not something you can touch."

"Oh." Xiang Feifan didn't force it, everyone has their own backlash, and he could tell that Sang Jingming didn't let him touch the knife because he was worried about himself.

Late at night, two figures walked into the hotel where Fei Fei lived.One is thin, named Liu Ying, and the other is short and fat, named Wang Kuan.Wearing night vision goggles, the two of them walked lightly and vigorously towards the fifth floor. Their shoes were wrapped in cloth towels, and they made no sound on the ground.

"Which room?" Liu Ying asked Wang Kuan in a breathy voice.

【536】Wang Kuan gestured towards Liu Ying.

Wang Kuan's skill is Tracking, which can be activated five times a day to accurately obtain the target's location information.This skill is not very useful in other games, but it is very useful in this game.Especially after meeting Liu Ying.Liu Ying's skill is to draw a door. Wherever you draw it, it will become a real door that can be opened. The cooldown time is one hour.The combination of the skills of the two is simply a sharp weapon for assassination.They would hunt around for prey during the day, and they would only pick out those who are well equipped and have a lot of points in their hands. As long as they are people they have seen before, Wang Kuan can imagine the appearance of the other party, and he can get the position of the other party.

They cooperated like this yesterday, killed five people in a row without missing a single shot, and easily earned a lot of points.Xiang Feifan and Sang Jingming are their first prey today.

Liu Ying came to the corridor of room 535, activated his skills, and a piece of chalk appeared in his hand, and he opened a door on the wall separated from 536.The two entered 536 silently, and there were two people in the room, both of whom seemed to be fast asleep.

Seeing the table approaching the door of the house, Liu Ying laughed secretly. The two people in the room were quite cautious, but unfortunately they didn't expect to have such a combination of skills as themselves and Wang Kuan.

The two each held fruit knives and walked towards the two single beds. The sharp tip of the knife reflected the faint moonlight outside the window, revealing a sense of coldness.

Liu Ying walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped, Wang Kuan asked him suspiciously, "Let's go?"

"It's stuck, there's glue." Liu Ying raised her foot and found that it was very firmly attached.The problem is that the glue is so covertly applied that nothing can be seen under night vision goggles.

"Idiot, take off your shoes." Wang Kuan was alert, and directly exchanged a roll of toilet paper from the mall, paved a path on the ground, and walked to the top by himself.Liu Ying took off her shoes and followed cautiously.

The glue was found by Xiang Feifan from the supermarket. This kind of glue does not dry after being applied, and has a strong adhesion ability. He painted the floor tiles on the ground according to the design and color, and he would not go wrong. Add a layer of protection.

Wang Kuan gestured to Liu Ying, beckoning him to kill Sang Jingming. He walked to Xiang Feifan's bedside, showing a smug smile, and thought, so what if you have made arrangements, no matter how careful you are, you can't escape my assassination , still want to be my ghost under the knife, I hope there are enough mission points, don't let me down.Xiang Feifan was also tightly wrapped when sleeping, with a gas mask on his head, but the neck was only separated by the collar of the raincoat, so it was not a big problem.Wang Kuan aimed at Fei Fei's neck and stabbed suddenly.

However, the moment the knife fell, Xiang Feifan suddenly turned over, causing Wang Kuan's fruit knife to be pierced.

"How come?" Wang Kuan's expression finally became flustered.

Xiang Feifan sat up from the bed, frowned, and whispered, "Shh, don't make noise." He took off the hearing aid from his ear with his hands. His voice turned into a noise that could wake him up from his sleep, and Wang Kuan's normal voice, to him, was so loud that his ears hurt.

Wang Kuan showed a vicious look, the other party woke up, this matter must not be kind, he had to act first.Wang Kuan rolled his eyes, and suddenly rushed towards Fei Fan, Xiang Fei wanted to hide, but unfortunately he was not strong enough, so he was caught.Wang Kuan ruthlessly strangled his neck with one hand, and held a fruit knife in the other to resist it forcefully.

"Help!" Wang Kuan suddenly heard Liu Ying's voice calling for help.

Wang Kuan realized something was wrong, and looked back, the player next to the bed was holding a long knife in his hand, the blade was pressing against Liu Ying's neck, Liu Ying stayed there like a quail, not daring to move.Wang Kuan rolled his eyes, and discussed with Sang Jingming: "You let my partner go, and I let your partner go. Today is considered a failure for both of us. As long as you let us go, we will never trouble you in the future."

Sang Jingming gently raised the knife, and Liu Ying hurriedly retreated a few steps.

However, Wang Kuan did not let go of Xiang Feifan as promised, and stabbed Xiang Feifan with the fruit knife suddenly.

"Zheng!" Sang Jingming swiped away Wang Kuan's fruit knife with a flick of his knife, wrapped his long arms around, and pulled Xiang Feifan into his arms.The speed is as fast as a ghost, and Wang Kuan can't imagine how he moved in less than a second.

"I gave you a chance to live." Sang Jingming's voice was so cold that it could freeze the whole summer.

Xiang Feifan was taken back by Sang Jingming, as if he was afraid of blood splashing on him, and then he heard the sound of a knife piercing his flesh.

Liu Ying, who was wearing night vision goggles, could see more clearly that the opponent's strength was definitely not something he could handle. He turned his head and ran away, but the next second, a deep chill came from his heart. He fell powerlessly to the ground and gradually lost consciousness. Before he died, his last thought was: Isn't this knife black?

Sang Jingming walked up to Liu Ying without saying a word, picked up the long knife, and wiped the blood on Liu Ying's clothes.The color of the knife could not be seen clearly in the dark night, but Sang Jingming knew it must be blood-like crimson, just like the endless killing intent in his heart at the moment.

"Crack!" Xiang Feifan turned on the flashlight, and the room brightened up.He tried his best not to look at the corpses and bloodstains in the room, turned his attention to Sang Jingming and the long red knife in his hand, and strode toward Fei Fei.

"Don't bother me!" Sang Jingming turned his head suddenly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.That look doesn't look like a human being, but like an irrational beast.

But instead of retreating, Xiang Feifei moved forward and reached out to grab Sang Jingming's hand holding the knife.

"You!" Sang Jingming pushed Xiang Feifan against the wall with a heavy knock, Xiang Feifan's eyes turned black from the pain, but his hand still firmly reached out to the knife in Sang Jingming's hand.

The moment he held the handle of the knife, Xiang Feifei felt as if hundreds of thousands of voices exploded in his head, clamoring and tearing, as if carrying hundreds of millions of years of unwillingness and resentment.Countless cruel and tyrannical thoughts flooded into my heart, as if I wanted to tear everything into pieces.

Some images flashed into Xiang Feifan's eyes, ferocious monsters all over the mountains, killing and blood, endless war, and blood-red eyes of hatred.

Is this something that's buried inside of you?Is this the world you have experienced?Are these memories still tormenting you?

Don't be afraid, I will accompany you.

A warm voice came into Sang Jingming's mind, slowly soothing the churning emotions in his heart.The monster named Killing that was closed in his heart returned to the cage, and his consciousness returned to clarity.

What came into my eyes was a pair of gentle smiling eyes through a mask.

"Brother Sang." Xiang Feifan joked, "This knife is really cool to hold."

Sang Jingming was a little confused, what kind of person is the person in front of him, how dare he approach him in that situation, how dare he hold that knife.Did he never have a murderous thought in his heart?Why not only was he not driven mad by the killing intent in the knife, but he was able to recall himself who was almost unconscious.

"Let's change another room and make do with it for half the night. If I don't sleep, I won't be able to survive tomorrow." Xiang Feifan casually let go of the long knife that had turned black again.

"Even if you're not afraid of death, you should remember what else you want to do in this game, right? Just rush forward regardless, aren't you afraid that I really killed you just now?" Sang Jingming stopped Xiang Feifan and asked.

"But you also saved me just now, and the murder was also because of me." Xiang Feifan rebelled against the general: "Sang Ge knew that he would be affected by killing, so why did he do it just now?"

Sang Jingming was questioned.yeah, why?It's been a long time since I let a knife get on someone's life. Why did I kill someone without even thinking about it just now? Why did I have such a strong and terrifying killing intent.

"Because people don't weigh the pros and cons first when they do everything." Xiang Feifei said, "When people are impulsive. Seeing you being controlled by killing thoughts, I don't have the time to think about what I have or not."

"It's just a companionship in the mission, is it necessary?" Sang Jingming put down his hand that stopped Xiang Feifan, and these words seemed to be asking the other party, but also asking himself.

Xiang Fei's eyes became serious: "Although the time we spend together is very short, you are very important to me. Although sometimes you look fierce, you will come to look for me anxiously when I am missing; When I was injured, he would bandage my wound; he would defend me in front of others; he would help me when I couldn't hold on; he would accompany me to watch a sunset quietly, and he would use a bicycle to carry me. Even It was to protect me and make an exception to kill people," said Yu Xi.

"Sang Ge is not honest at all. He said he didn't care about my life and death, but he did so many things for me. In my heart, customs clearance is not important, this game is not important, but you are important. The experiences you have with me Very important."

Very important.It is not important as a weapon, not because of one's own ability, but in one's heart, it is very important.

Sang Jingming was like a lonely ghost who had been hungry for many years, and suddenly got a little offering, and he was worried about gain and loss, not knowing how to deal with Xiang Feifan.After all, no one has ever said that he is very important in the other party's heart, more important than life and the goals to be achieved.

"You..." Sang Jingming paused, and said in a stiff and flat tone, "Are you injured?"

"No, I wear a plastic partition around my neck, and it takes a little effort for his fruit knife to pierce it." Xiang Feifan took off the partition: "This thing is very hot when you hold your neck. Brother, you don’t need to be so troublesome if you want to make a move.”

Xiang Feifei didn't say that he actually hid a short stick under the pillow. If Sang Jingming didn't make a move, he would fight back with the stick when the local government attacked.Sang Jingming's rescue was not included in his plan, but it felt good to be protected, which was better than calculating every step of the way for the camp.

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When I woke up, I found that I had become a dumb gurgling, which could not make gurgling, but could only quack.Sore throat.The weather is hot, little angels are careful to catch a cold and drink plenty of hot water.