Step Back! Master is Here! Chapter 2: Game

"Isn't finding Rulai asking him to save me, in case this product was made?" Tang Luo said.
As such, professional households.
Everything is Rulai's fault. Rulai's various blackened images can add up to circle the earth.
呵 "Oh, interesting idea, are you a monk?"
The master of husky voice asked Tang Luo who had stood up.
It is not necessarily a monk who holds a bald head, but it may also be a hard-wearing bald.
Tang Luo has no scars on his head.
However, it is already a modern society, and it is normal for monks to abstain from scarring, so this is the question.
"Yes."
Tang Luo turned.
The master of the hoarse voice is a real, unremarkable middle-aged man, not tall, not short, and strong, with many generals that middle-aged men can't get rid of.
洛 Tang Luo who stood up also saw the whole picture of the carriage.
Compared with the original compartment, the current compartment is much shorter.
In addition to Tang Luo and the talking middle-aged man, there are five other people.
Three men and two women.
The oldest of all people is the middle-aged man.
The youngest is a high school boy wearing a school uniform with black and black fluff on his mouth.
The rest are young people in their twenties-including Tang Luo.
对话 The conversation between Tang Luo and the middle-aged man obviously attracted the attention of the rest.
Some people stand up, others probe their brains.
Everyone looked at the two of them.
The middle-aged man did not continue to ask Tang Luo what, but clapped his hands, letting everyone's attention shift from two to him alone.
"It seems that they are all newcomers. Let me briefly introduce the situation." The middle-aged man said.
"Kill the City, Lord God Space, Reincarnation World?" Someone raised his hand and asked his own question.
The three nouns make some people look stunned, and some people are even more confused.
时代 In the era of the information explosion, some people will always learn something.
Even if I do n’t particularly understand what is going on, at least there is no
I do n’t believe anything, it ’s all fake! The cameraman comes out.
,
My dad is XX, do you dare to kidnap me?
,
How much money is fine, Send Me Home "performance.
Everyone is watching.
In jargon-the newcomers this time are of relatively high quality.
Faced with a group of high-quality new people, referred to as amateurs, the middle-aged man nodded and said, "Almost, in simple terms, we are selected to enter a special place to complete the task."
"But--"
The middle-aged man paused and said, "It's not a reincarnation world. Most people are more willing to call it a game of gods and demons. We are a group of" players "who enter the replica and use their lives to complete the task."
然后 "Then get reward points, the exchange becomes stronger?"
Just asked, the man who looked like a college student with glasses continued to ask.
As she spoke, she also pushed her glasses.
I have the feeling of calm wise.
Of course, if you ignore his cute pink bear pattern pajamas and slippers.
The young girl's heart that bursts out is very eye-catching.
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly: "No, there are no points, and you will only get a 'reward' after completing the task. If you want to become stronger, you will either get benefits in the process of completing the task in the" copy "or you will get Reward. At least I learned that. "
He doesn't mind the glasses asking questions, and he's happy to explain the situation to you in this Q & A.
Cormorants are grasshoppers on a rope.
Providing known information to allow newcomers to enter the situation faster, this kind of hand work, middle-aged man Zhou Zhenguo doesn't mind doing it.
Some people may like to write about this.
But Zhou Zhenguo will not.
"What rewards are there?"
"Skills are mainly skills, so they are called‘ games. '
Zhou Zhenguo said.
"What about the punishment for the failure of the mission? Can you kill it directly? Since there are no points or other points to deduct."
应该 "It should be, but I have heard some people say that it is not obliteration, but‘ disappear ’.

"Disappeared?"
"Yeah, it just disappeared, mysteriously disappeared, because they ca n’t prove whether they really died. But do n’t worry about it, it ’s not that once you ca n’t complete the task, it disappears. And live well. "
"Okay." The man in powdered glasses nodded.
Zhou Zhenguo asked, "Is there anything else? I will tell you what I know--"
As soon as the voice fell, the train that was still moving started to slow down and stopped after a few seconds.
The only compartment door opens slowly.
世界 The world outside the carriage is dark.
内 The light inside the car can only illuminate the area less than one meter through the door opened by the hole.
A meter away, it's all black.
A layer of dusty car windows was obviously not able to let people see the outside through it.
Even if there is no dust, you can only see the reflection in the compartment.
Zhou Zhouguo glanced at the dark world outside the car door and exhaled, saying, "Let's go, let's talk as we walk."
I finished talking and walked towards the door.
The glasses man did not hesitate to follow immediately.
The other two men also followed, and the other two women should know each other.
I was so close to each other that he hesitated a moment before keeping up.
As soon as Zhou Zhenguo took the lead and was about to leave this dirty but bright carriage, Tang Luo spoke.
"Donors, please stay."
Zhou Zhenguo stopped and looked back, frowning slightly, "What are your questions, monk? Let's talk as we go."
"The donor misunderstood."
Tang Luo shook his head and put one hand on his chest, and then there was a sense of calmness and peace.
Makes people feel good and is willing to listen to him.
After all, he is also a person who has sealed the Buddha. Is it also possible that the Buddha defeats the Buddha?
"The poor monk's name is Xuanzang."
Tangluo said, "It is a legend of a Buddhist monk, who knows a little bit about demon-removing and demon-demonizing. If some donors are in danger, they can go to the poor monk, and the poor monk can protect you well."
In the eyes of Tang Luo, these people are not just players who take their lives to complete tasks.
He is also a "walking merit" with evil signs on his face and a death sign above his head.
Since it is to "play" with your life, naturally there will be occasions when you play.
Save one's life to win a seven-level floating slaughter.
突变 It was just when merit was needed to heal the wound. This abrupt style of painting just met Tang Luo's needs.
I simply send a pillow when I sleep.
Fate, wonderful.
"Really?" After listening to Tang Luo's words, everyone couldn't help but feel a little dumb and wondered what to do.
Xuanzang?
Don't you say you are a legal practitioner?
"Monks don't slang." Tang Luo was telling the truth.
"Master, will you do your work?"
The glasses male Fu Lin arrived at his heart, suddenly asked, with a bit of ridicule.
"No."
Tang Luo shook his head.
Is not pretending to be "not capable of doing light work, but will be more powerful than magic."
I really don't.
He is a very, very partial monk, following the path of "striving to break all methods".
玄 What mysterious methods and magical powers are not available.
When necessary, all rely on merit Yulian.
"... I can't." The glasses man laughed.
Everyone also turned back and planned to leave the carriage.
Tangluo didn't care about the disbelief.
I only have to make such an impression in their hearts.
At a critical moment, they will naturally catch this last life-saving straw.
At that time, Tang Luo would save people.
If Luo really didn't believe it, Tang Luo would not force it.
As a Buddha, how can you not be a Buddha?
Zhou Zhenguo took the lead to get out of the carriage. Tang Luo stepped out last time. The moment he came out, his eyes changed slightly.
The vitality here is much stronger than the earth.
He helped him recover.
A group of people whispered while exploring everything around them.
之外 Outside the carriage, it is an abandoned subway platform, which is very narrow.
I was almost like a cage wrapped in a carriage.
It is worth mentioning that the carriage in which Tang Luo is sitting is really a carriage without a head and a tail.
The track when I came was gone after going out, and what I saw was just a wall.
The only way out is a closed hollow iron gate on the platform.
Behind the iron gate is an upward step.
It was so dark, but there was an overwhelming wind, which made people goosebumps.
After adapting to the darkness and barely being able to look at things, Zhou Zhenguo reached out his hand and groped on the iron gate, pulling twice hard.
"Stay back a bit." He failed to open the iron door, and he opened his mouth, motioning for the group of people gathered behind to step away.
Then, flying up, a loud noise echoed in the platform.
Zhou Zhenguo moaned and squatted down.
"What's wrong, Uncle Zhou?" The man in glasses asked.
Everyone has just passed each other's basic information such as name and occupation.
However, Zhou Zhenguo also suggested that you do not need to report your real name, just use a code name or something.
He calls himself Zhou.
Everyone calls him Uncle Zhou, after all, this is a thigh to be held tightly.
Others have learned everything, and they don't know if it is a real or false surname.
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"It's okay, I kicked my toes ..." Zhou Zhenguo said.
"..."
Rely on your own, it is better to rely on the sky than on yourself.
Although he kicked his toes, Zhou Zhenguo still had a role.
The iron gate was quickly opened, and everyone walked up the steps.
The turbid air had become a little fresher.
After a short while, a little light appeared before him, and then there was another iron gate.
This time, Zhou Zhenguo pinpointed the position, and the iron gate fell down in response.
Everyone came to a small room smaller than the underground station, with stone walls on both sides.
There is only one passage in the middle that barely allows two people to stand side by side.
Moonlight projected into the room through the half-open door on the other side of the passage.
"It's a tomb!" Someone recognized the style of the room.
This is a western-style tomb.
Is a small house like a coffin,
The "stone walls" on both sides of the aisle passage are actually "coffins", and are usually engraved with the name and time of birth and death.
Some will have a brief life.
No one likes to stay in the tomb. Everyone hastened to leave.
Tang Luo walked in the end, just when he stepped out of the tomb.
A gust of wind came from I wondering where the door behind him slammed shut.
At the same time, the half-covered moon in the sky was completely covered by dark clouds blowing by the wind.
Even the bright moonlight disappeared, and for a moment, everyone's eyes were dark.
Tang Luo turned his head to look at the burial chamber behind him, with a strange and thoughtful expression on his face.
I soon restored the ancient wave without color.