Chapter 537 Death of Gyatso!

"Don't move, you've fallen into a trap!"

However, Su Bai's shout still came a little late, or in other words, it was not timely enough.

Gyatso's hand had already been placed on the firefighting suit in front of him, and the other three audience members had also picked up the firefighting suit in front of them.

Only the monk and the fat man hesitated for a moment after praying, but if Su Bai had shouted a few seconds later, their hands would have definitely touched the firefighting suits in front of them.

Gyatso put his palms against the fireman's suit, and his expression suddenly twitched. When Su Bai shouted these words, he knew that the matter was serious.

The other three listeners who were originally under Mu Nan also looked surprised.

next moment,

Gyatso felt a tingling sensation coming from the center of his eyebrows. Then, a blood line appeared from the center of his eyebrows to the bottom of his body. Then, before Gyatso had time to react, the flesh on his body fell from both sides. It was cut open, leaving only the black and golden white bones standing there.

And Gyatso's aura completely disappeared at this time!

The bodies of the other three listeners were also cut into pieces. Their skin and flesh, their bones and their organs were all split apart and scattered all over the floor.

The fat man swallowed subconsciously and looked at Gyatso's bones on the ground. A sense of horror suddenly came over him. The fat man did not expect that Gyatso, who he had known for so long and even lived with him day and night under the same roof for a long time, would

Just die like that?

Not even a chance to resist?

Not even a chance to shout?

The fat man felt so aggrieved. He felt aggrieved for Gyatso, and at the same time, he felt aggrieved for Gyatso!

For a moment, the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot, which also reflected the mentality of the three people who were still alive at this time.

The monk closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the uneasiness and fear in his mind. He did not allow such emotions to appear in him, and at the same time at such a critical moment!

Immediately afterwards, the monk looked at Su Bai, lowered his voice, and asked: "Dabai, there is still a turning point, right?"

The fat man, who was originally full of indignation, immediately showed a look of surprise when he heard the monk's words, and looked at Su Bai, "Dabai, that's not what happened, is it?

Impossible, impossible,

Let the five veterans die so neatly and without any resistance, even if this is a game, even if the price of violating the game is death, it is impossible for so many people to die in one go.

This is not in line with the aesthetics of broadcasting! "

Yes, Fatty finally discovered the problem after being reminded by the monk. Broadcasting has a quirk of pursuing stories, which can even be said to be a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Five senior listeners died all of a sudden because of this damn rule?

This is too wasteful!

It's not that senior listeners can't die, but just like bunches of fireworks, throwing them into water is also a kind of consumption and end. However, the normal approach should be to ignite them so that they can emit momentary light, fire and sound, although the final end In fact, it is no different from throwing it in the water. It becomes a pile of garbage.

Senior listeners can die, but they should die more exciting, right?

Su Bai still held the firefighting suit in his hand and pointed to the blood stains on the chest of the firefighting suit.

"This is my blood."

"Is it the blood you left thirty years ago?" The monk narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can't you extract memories from the blood? Can you try to extract the memories from thirty years ago from the blood now? ?”

Su Bai heard this and shook his head, "That has a prerequisite, that is, I can find a few more drops of blood essence similar to Essest's ancient vampires as a primer, otherwise I wouldn't be able to complete it now. This kind of thing."

Hearing what Su Bai said, the monk's eyes showed disappointment, but soon, the monk seemed to finally catch up with Su Bai's thoughts, because he thought of what Su Bai said before, he had fallen into a trap!

For a time, countless thoughts collided in the monk's mind. Even this eminent monk needed some time to digest and sort them out. In addition, the monk clearly knew that there was a relationship between him and Su Bai, at least in this story world. A kind of disadvantage, or it cannot be called a disadvantage, is called unequal access to information.

"Dabai, please tell me first." The fat man squatted down, stretched out one hand, and took one of Gyatso's bones in his hand. Gyatso was both a Buddha and a demon, and his bones seemed to have been forged. There is a dark black and gold intertwined luster deep inside, giving people a very indestructible feeling.

But even so, when he died before, it was so simple and straightforward. Until now, Fatty has not completely escaped from the scene of witnessing Gyatso's death just now.

The monk let out a breath of filthy breath. He sat cross-legged and looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on Su Bai again, "Your thirty years of radiation are not at all because of the piece of skin on your shoulder, right? ?”

It seemed that the three of them had not fully recovered and were still a little shaken, so when the monk asked this question, he unconsciously took on an aggressive attitude. This kind of thing is rare for monks. Of course, Su Bai didn't. He doesn't care about this because he is actually very uneasy right now.

Without answering the monk's question directly, Su Bai first said to the fat man: "You said that Munan is an old Yinbi. I believe it now. He can think about the true nature of all this situation in such a short period of time and at the same time... He dug a big hole for us, this kind of person is really terrible."

In fact, this kind of person is a level higher than a monk. Even the pressure and calculating feeling given to Su Bai by a monk are not as shocking as what Munan showed so easily.

"I have experienced a story world before. In that story world, I came into contact with Sophia for the first time. Oh, by the way, and you, Fatty, do you still remember that story world?

The dense jungle and huts, the winding creek and the black owner of the convenience store at the entrance to the road? "

The fat man was startled.

In that story world,

Fatty was initially with Yi Gu, and both of them subconsciously gave up on Su Bai, who was just an experiencer at the time. But in the end, Su Bai gained a lot from that story world, while Fatty himself was I gained very little, and I died in that story world.

From Fatty's point of view, if he hadn't died that time, that guy might be a senior person now.

Obviously, the monk didn't know about this, so he seemed a little depressed at this time. The unequal access to information made the monk feel more and more irritable. He hated this feeling, really hated it.

But at the same time, the monk began to recite the Pure Heart Mantra in his heart. The smart thing about smart people is actually to control themselves to do the right things at the right time and the right place.

"You mean, the principle of this story world is the same as last time?" The fat man took a deep breath and pointed at himself, "Am I in a certain cycle now?" Then, the fat man pointed at Gyatso again, " And Gyatso will reappear alive and kicking in the next cycle? Then we will collectively act like idiots and not remember what happened before?"

Su Bai nodded, then shook his head,

"It looks similar, but it should be different."

Raising the firefighting suit in his hand, Su Bai put it on. After he was dressed neatly, Su Bai pointed to his chest, "I don't know where this blood came from, but I know that if it's that simple In the cycle of reincarnation, this pool of blood cannot appear here."

"Judging from the location of the blood, you should have been attacked at that time, and the wound was on your chest." The monk said at this time, "And you, when we first entered this story world, you were radiated He almost had only one breath left, and his body was covered in pustules.”

"Why is this?" The fat man scratched his hair, somewhat incomprehensible.

Su Bai looked around. He was wearing a firefighting suit, and most of his body was hidden under the firefighting suit.

"Let me take another look."

Su Bai once again walked beside the firefighting suits beside him. The firefighting suits were neatly folded and placed here, and it was impossible for Su Bai to flip them.

seem,

If you touch a firefighting suit that does not belong to you, you will suffer terrible punishment and become like Gyatso.

But fortunately, the three audience members had their firefighting suits in their hands and opened them when they died, so there were many more places to observe.

Finally, Su Bai saw a bead-like scorch mark on a unfolded fireman's suit. There were some lines on the scorch mark.

"Monk, come here and see if these are the marks left on your relic?" Su Bai asked.

The monk immediately stood up and walked over. After some observation, the monk nodded, "Amitabha, it's almost the same, but this may not be the fire uniform of a poor monk."

"Yes, it may be caused by you using the relic to hit others." Su Bai said.

The monk's eyes slowly scanned each piece of firefighting uniform, his eyes bright.

The fat man also came over at this time, and said somewhat absurdly: "Dabai, you mean, every listener actually has the corresponding fire uniform that they have worn before?"

"Yes, so although I don't know how Munan determined which one belonged to him, he deliberately prayed in Korean even though he knew it..." Su Bai said.

The fat man continued: "That old Yinbi deliberately made us think that these fire uniforms were actually left by the firefighters who died here before, thinking that we wanted to gain the approval of those firefighters from them. Get permission to get the fire suit in hand and move on to the next level?

But in fact, his real purpose is to trap all of us to death?

so,

so,

So why was the main mission part blurred when the mission was announced on the radio..." The fat man pursed his lips, and a cold feeling of terror spread throughout his body.

The monk sighed and said slowly:

"Because we have received the mission a long time ago."