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Chapter 555 - 231: Turning Against Gods and Buddha

Chapter 555: Chapter 231: Turning Against Gods and Buddha

The room’s window was an old-fashioned window covered with translucent patterns. The moment Li Changhe extinguished the oil lamp, the light from the next room cast a mysterious shadow outside the window.

The shadow outside flashed by, but Li Changhe and He Feng still noticed its unusual long arms and the exceptionally tall and thin physique.

That wasn’t a human shadow.

They were slightly surprised but not very shocked. Before entering the village, they already knew that some mysterious beings were wandering in the village.

"Do you think it’s watching us, or is it just wandering around?" Li Changhe lowered his footsteps, approached the window, and picked up the closed black umbrella.

"The latter is more likely. Didn’t those guys also say not to leave the room at night? I guess it’s to warn us to be careful of the shadow just now." He Feng responded via [Friends] while picking up his iron crutch.

"We might be able to get some information from it."

With their current attributes and skills,

even a regular umbrella and iron crutch in hand would have astonishing destructive power.

For ordinary people, the scene just now was perhaps terrifying and shocking.

But for two [Players] with levels close to LV10, they could choose to drag the thing outside in and beat it.

Of course, doing so might provoke a backlash, causing chaos to their subsequent plans.

Li Changhe gently pushed the window open, revealing a small gap about three centimeters wide. He looked back and forth, everything seemed normal.

Opening the Hawk Eye Magic Eye, he could only see a set of exceptionally long footprints. Judging from the traces left behind, that guy was barefoot.

The footprints disappeared at the corner of the mud wall room. In addition, there are several similar footprints.

It seems that there really are some creatures wandering around the village at night.

And, those things that leave footprints must be tangible objects.

"Footprints, shadows... Demons, or monsters?" Li Changhe thought, summoning three black hawks that flew out of the window one after another.

It’s necessary to investigate the village internally first.

On the other side, the black-clad priest, accompanied by the old man with a cane, arrived at the Buddhist temple.

As the temple’s main door opened, the priest’s face grew serious.

He saw the figure sitting in the main hall of the temple. It was an old monk wearing a gray robe.

The old monk sat on a cushion in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall, his back to the Buddha, facing the priest.

He wore a broken buddhist prayer bead necklace on his neck and a two-pronged Six-Ring Cane rested on his left side.

The old monk was of advanced age, his white beard hung down to his chest, and wrinkles covered his face like cracks in dead wood. He looked very benevolent when he smiled.

But the Buddha statue behind him appeared even more terrifying under the dim light.

Moreover, a monk turning his back to the Buddha...

This sense of incongruity made the black-clad priest let go of his previous arrogance. Now, he felt a strong sense of danger.

"Master." The old man with the cane bowed, showing great respect to the old monk.

"Xiao Zhang, it’s about time for you to come back. It’s good to be back. Go rest, there will always be a place for you here." The old monk smiled and nodded, looking at the old man with a cane like his own junior.

Then-named Xiao Zhang, glanced at the priest with some hesitation.

"Go and rest, leave the rest to me." The old monk smiled and said, "By the way, let all those young fellows go back too. No need to gather around."

"Yes, Master." The old man felt a bit regretful. His own strength was not weak. At least when faced with the priest, he could react instantly in battle.

But he still couldn’t see through the master’s strength. He originally intended to stay and see Master’s techniques.

Unfortunately, the master did not give him a chance.

Looking at the old man’s departure, the old monk looked at the increasingly gloomy black-clad priest and said, "So, which junior did you snatch that black umbrella from?"

Some coldness filled his words.

The old monk slowly stood up, his white beard swaying slightly.

At the same time, a certain nauseating smell pervaded the surrounding air. Something was quietly approaching him.

The black-clad priest couldn’t help grabbing his silver cross, sneering, "Don’t think about killing me. Since I dare to come here, I naturally have enough capital. I know who you guys are. If you don’t want the Hua Country officials to wipe you out, you’d better calm down!"

The black-clad priest harbored hostility towards both the old man and the young men of Rain Village. Because they were originally here to seize something, there was no need for goodwill.

They had conducted an investigation for a long time and inferred the forces behind the village once they learned of Rain Village’s existence.

And with this as a threat, they intended to seize the technology that caused anomalies in ordinary people.

"Are you threatening me?" The old monk picked up the Six-Ring Cane on the ground and approached slowly. Despite his advanced age, his steps were light; however, with each step, the black-clad priest could feel the tremors coming from the ground.

"Yes, this is a threat. Once I die, my colleagues outside will notify the Hua Country officials immediately. You guys won’t be able to hide for long, right?" The black-clad priest also slowly approached, the silver cross in his hand glowing and growing hot. The silver light almost illuminating the entire Buddhist hall: "Moreover, you can’t kill me."

Something outside seemed to be stimulated, emitting a sharp howl. Then, things surrounding the Buddhist hall shattered with a bang.

For a moment, the entire Rain Village was filled with wailing and the sounds of things crawling and running.

In the guest room, the couple trembled and clung to each other, chanting various deities’ names haphazardly, praying for daylight to come soon.

In the next room, the masked woman listened to the howling silently and eventually extinguished the oil lamp.

Meanwhile, the room where Li Changhe and He Feng stayed was pitch black, with both of them lying in bed as if already asleep.

"If Mr. Xiao were to see this, wouldn’t I be beaten up again?" He Feng complained in [Friends].

"No, the little girl won’t be jealous about a guy." Li Changhe thought for a moment and replied, "The main thing is that she knows you read a book called ’Turning Childhood Friends into Girls.’"

"I’ve said it wasn’t mine! It was a misunderstanding!"

The two of them chatted and joked through [Friends].

And enjoyed their leisure time.

Li Changhe was controlling the black hawk, observing the situation in the Buddhist temple.

He did not let the hawks get closer.

Because, at the moment the silver light shone, the two hawks near the Buddhist temple were obliterated.

"They started fighting." Li Changhe thought that the priest was up to no good. He released such a wide-ranging attack right from the start.

"This is better. It will let us see exactly how much fighting power Rain Village has."