Abbot Tianyong struggled hard, but because he drank too much, his movements were not very flexible, and his struggles were slower by a few beats.

After the initial anger, Xiu Nian looked at her dying old man and gradually began to panic.

But thinking about what Tianyong had done, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and exerted force again, trying to strangle the person as soon as possible so that he would not regret it.

Unexpectedly, his hands suddenly loosened, and Xiu Nian fell backwards unexpectedly and knocked over the wine table.

He opened his eyes in panic and sat up with a shiver. He thought the belt was of poor quality, but he didn't expect that the neat break on the belt and a pair of scissors shining with cold light beside him.

The old monk was lying on the ground, panting. Xiu Nian glanced at him and raised his gaze nervously. He saw the guest wearing a mask holding scissors and playing with it twice.

Then the guest wiped off his fingerprints, threw the scissors back into the toolbox in the distance, and suddenly spoke: "Children should study hard and don't do anything to kill people all day long."

Xiu Nian was so scared that she pointed at him with doubts about life: "You, you can speak!?"

Shiraishi ignored this too stupid and cute question. He turned around and took out the Huangquan Candle and threw a translucent turbid crystal on it.

The faint blue fire snarled.

Under its reflection, a tall and handsome young man appeared in the room out of thin air.

Zhongnian took two steps first and adapted to gravity.

Then he immediately walked to Xiu Nian, touched his brother's bare head, and then knocked him hard: "You dare to do such a bastard! You are very brave!"

...

It was similar to the last time that Qitaili Yaeko, Tadainian successfully got some props after his death.

One part is an automatically generated closure to prevent ordinary people who happen to be present - such as his brother Xiunian, who reveals information that should not be disclosed.

As for the other piece...

Shiraishi saw Zhongnian breathing a few times on it and slapped it into the old monk's head.

A few seconds later, the old man stood up shakingly. He looked frightened, but he could only watch himself walk to the tool box, pull out a roll of tape, and then hold it to the confinement room.

After seeing the tape, Xiunian seemed to have guessed something.

He grabbed Zhong Nian's clothes, kept muttering the Buddha's name, and his face turned pale. Although he was not a pure materialist, it was the first time he had seen such a strange thing when he lived so old.

"You go back to sleep and let your other senior brothers see you." Shiraishi pulled Xiu Nian away from his brother and shook the candle, "Immediately, otherwise I will turn off the fire."

"Go, I'll go find you after I finish my work!"

Zhongnian also waved his hand, but he didn't show much reluctance to his younger brother. After all, he has been floating behind his younger brother a lot in the past six months.

Xiunian was not very stubborn. When he looked at Bai Shi's hands hanging on the flame, he knew that once the flame was extinguished, Zhongnian would "disappear". He stopped staying and walked back to the dormitory in one step.

The old monk walked in front with the tools for committing crimes, and Baishi followed behind like a supervisor.

He glanced at Zhongnian with a calm expression next to him: "I thought you were not to kill, but I didn't expect you to do so simply."

"It was not me who killed the master, but his own murderous intent. What I just sent to him was also the karma reward that I had asked for for two years of reciting scriptures for the creatures in the mountains."

Zhong Nian clapped his hands in a good manner. Although his attitude was not very pious, his movements were barely in place:

"If you create good karma, you will get happy fruits, and if you create bad karma, you will get bitter fruits. What Master is doing now is to eliminate karma in advance. As a junior, how can I not help him achieve his wish?"

"..." The old monk killed people, drank, and secretly hid pornographic magazines in his bedroom. The apprentice he taught now is indeed a cruel person...

The two of them soon arrived at the confinement room.

The walls of the confinement room were painted thickly, on the surface to prevent people who were locked from climbing up and slipping away along the wall.

But in fact, people are not geckos, and they are unlikely to climb ten meters with bare hands along the bare wall. It is thanks to these paints that the practice room is not so easy to leak.

Abbot Tianyong came to the small window at the bottom of the confinement room like a walking corpse, carefully pasting the gap with tape. After that, he threw the tape into the direction of the river at the foot of the mountain, and then dragged out a small rubber boat to the warehouse and began to inflate it.

The fuel that Shiraishi dug is indeed more resistant to burning than the Wanderer's own.

Last time, after the 7-tailed Yaeko scared people, she became transparent again, and the whole process only took a few minutes.

Now more than ten minutes have passed, Zhong Nian can still play in the confinement room with strong body, and there is no sign of Huangquanzhu going to extinguish it.

Bai Shi followed him for an hour or two, and after the water began to inject, Zhongnian helped the old monk "death" and put away the burning candles and prepared to return to the room.

Not only Xiu Nian, he also needs absenteeism.

Although you can let the body sleep in the cloth and act as a "mask mask" and continue to supervise the work by yourself.

But compared to exposing one's own body, the risk of revenge is smaller. First of all, he looks like a sensible person; secondly, even if he wants to be confused, isn't there a younger brother in the dormitory that can be hostage?

After Huangquan Candle got into the bag, a small flame was added to its corresponding icon, which was very burning.

The bedroom was diagonally in the confinement room. As soon as he passed through a long corridor, Shiraishi suddenly heard a man's scream in front of him.

He was stunned and walked over quickly.

...

Actually, nothing big happens.

——Ran Maori woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom, but she didn't dare to go alone, so she woke up Kogoro Mori and asked her sleepy father to accompany him.

On the way here, Kogoro Mouri yawned and complained that she was too timid. So before Ran Mouri washed his hands and went out, he saw a foggy dog ​​mask hanging on the wall. His prank was aroused and he wore it to the back of Kogoro Mouri.

Kogoro Maori felt someone approaching and turned around without knowing it.

I thought I could see my beautiful and lovely daughter, but I saw a terrifying face and let out that scream.

Ran Maori was also shocked by him. After a moment, she came to her senses: "...Where did you come from your position and say I'm timid!"

"..." Kogoro Mouri was embarrassed, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He had just recovered and suddenly felt that there was something wrong in his vision.

Kogoro Mori crossed Ran Mori and looked at the corner behind her, and saw a strange reflective skull pattern hovering in the air.

Kogoro Mouri's face turned green: "Who?!"

Ran Maori was also startled and turned around and saw the "deaf and mute reporter" walking out of the corner and standing in a place where candlelight can be illuminated.

Shiraishi gestured very friendlyly, but the Maori father and daughter couldn't understand it.

However, the general meaning is easy to guess. It is nothing more than asking what's going on or condemning them for their shouting late at night. Judging from his calm appearance, it should be the former.

Ran Maori felt guilty and touched his sleepy hair: "Sorry to disturb you to rest. I didn't expect my dad to scream so loudly. He was too scared to... "

"Nonsense! How could I be afraid of that kind of thing!"

Kogoro Mori pointed to the mask in Ran Mori's hand and explained without changing his face:

"I shouted to shake off the enemy and reminded other passers-by around to avoid danger - in short, this is an excellent and conditioned reflex that is beneficial to the entire population!"

"..." The passerby Shiraishi really wanted to give him a thumbs up, but he was afraid of ruining his image and almost held it back.

The three of them returned to the room together, and the Maori father and daughter lay down next to Conan who had died of sleeping, and Shiraishi also returned to her own cloth.
Chapter completed!