Chapter 1214: Chapter 811: Offering III
"Dead..." Although she had already guessed, Davi’s face grew significantly paler upon receiving the confirmation.
Seeing that Davi was still alive, Yang Xiao fell into deep thought. Judging from the situation, Yang Xiao could roughly determine that only Davi and Hafeez were genuine among the so-called newcomers.
In other words, until now, none of the newcomers had died, while two veteran players had already lost their lives.
Through the examination of the scene, Yang Xiao could confirm that neither Juan nor Ahmed lacked skill, yet they died under mysterious circumstances.
Past experiences told him that one must remain calm when encountering supernatural events; the more panicked you are, the faster you die. This was an almost universally recognized rule among veteran players. Yet, here, this so-called rule for staying alive seemed ineffective.
Running randomly, shouting, getting lost, staying out at night... these newcomers had all accumulated every death buff imaginable, yet none had died, and each was living more comfortably than the veteran players.
Something must have gone wrong somewhere. This time, the ghost’s method of killing was very unusual...
Yang Xiao knew very well that to survive, he must uncover what was really happening here, and he must do it quickly, or he might be the next to die.
The monk who led them here had left after reminding them that they had missed the temple’s breakfast time and suggested they have a simple bite here and accept the villagers’ offerings.
Yang Xiao could sense that the villagers in this town were indeed very devout. After learning their identities, they showed extreme reverence, with some not even daring to look them in the eye.
This reverence did not seem feigned. This group of fake monks and true Taixiao disciples seemed to have a good reputation in the town, which made Yang Xiao even more puzzled.
"Master, the vegetarian meal is ready. Do you want to eat now, or...?" An elderly man with gray hair stood at the door, respectfully inquiring.
"Let’s eat now... have the meal. Thank you for your hard work, old gentleman," Yang Xiao said with his hands joined in a prayer gesture.
Hearing about the meal, everyone’s eyes lit up, and the gloom on their faces vanished. There was nothing more important than eating. They were all starving.
They were led into a slightly larger room, where two wooden tubs were placed on the table, along with bowls and utensils. Then the elderly man left the room, and drove away the devout villagers outside, to prevent them from disturbing Yang Xiao and the others while dining.
Just as they sat down, they heard a "knock-knock-knock" sound from outside. The noise was frequent and rapid. Yang Xiao looked out through the window and saw a yard full of villagers outside, all kneeling and bowing relentlessly toward their room.
This scene sent chills down Yang Xiao’s spine. Were it not for the villagers’ devout expressions, Yang Xiao might have suspected that these people were using some evil technique to steal their lifespan.
"These people really seem to think we’re those high monks. The group of fake monks seems to have a good reputation in the town," Aisha said, holding a bowl, with a slight frown. She shared the same confusion as Yang Xiao.
The villagers’ offerings of food were not particularly sumptuous, but it was clearly the best they could offer. The quantity was ample enough to fill them up. Yang Xiao ate until his belly was bulging, with everyone at least having three bowls of rice each.
Possibly fearing hunger again, after the meal Yang Xiao was still scraping the bottom of the tub with a spoon.
By now, the villagers outside had gradually dispersed, leaving only the most devout ones still kneeling. After a while, Yang Xiao heard a faint crying sound.
Looking closer through the window, he saw an elderly woman dressed simply, wiping tears with the back of her hand and saying something while pressing a man’s shoulder beside her, forcing him to bow continuously. The man’s forehead and face were covered in mud, rendering his appearance indistinct.
The commotion outside naturally caught everyone’s attention. Yang Xiao and his companions quietly approached the window to listen, but when they heard what the old lady was tearfully saying, they were all stunned.
"Son, quickly kowtow to the Buddhas. They are the ones who brought you back to life!"
