Another task prompt came.

Bell Tower, Drum Tower, Heavenly King Hall, Sutra Pavilion, Monk's Room, Li Ang led everyone to roughly scan Guhan Temple, and there was no spiritual reaction in all corners.

While Li Ang closed his cat's eyes and recovered his mental power, he returned to the courtyard of the main gate middle road and said calmly to the others: "The source of crying was not found, but the crying was probably not an ordinary person pretending to be a ghost.

It is very likely that this temple was abandoned for special reasons, so we must be prepared to deal with ghosts."

Wanli Fengdao frowned, "How do you know?"

Xing Hechou didn't say anything, and he also had this doubt.

"Observe carefully, make bold speculation, and make cautious arguments."

Li Ang said lightly in a tone of a very worthy tone: "From the area of ​​the monk's room, the number of beds, the number of bowls and chopsticks in the vegetarian room, and the number of straw mats and quilts, we can see that Guhan Temple was at least a large temple with at least two hundred monks before it was destroyed.

In ancient times, monks studied Buddhist scriptures and could not produce them all day long like the Guizhou heads in the countryside. There are four main sources of economic support for maintaining temples.

1. Rely on the royal rewards to cultivate the land.

2. Reclaim wasteland, print and make paper, and be self-reliant.

3. Good men and women, wealthy businessmen donate money or surrounding land

4. Relying on farming income and donations from believers to carry out financial lending activities - yes, it is lending.

This Guhan Temple is located in a remote place, with only a medium-sized city wall in the distance. The road conditions are not good. No matter how you look, it doesn’t look like you are close to the capital and you can get the holy family.

Although there are wastelands on both sides of Guhan Temple, the area is quite small, and the land output is simply impossible to afford this temple with hundreds of monks. Similarly, the output of printing Buddhist scriptures intersects is insignificant.

The village we saw just now on the east side had mud tiled houses. The farmers in Guizhou were still dressed in tatters, but there were so many oxen in the fields. The production equipment was much more luxurious than farmers of the same era.

Therefore, it can be concluded that the source of economic income of Guhan Temple was mainly donated by good men and trusted women and donated by wealthy merchants.

Guhan Temple, which has good business conditions, has also set up the "Changshengku" warehouse, which is specially used to pile up property and conduct financial lending.

Based on the slightly luxurious number of oxen in that village, it can even be speculated that the thousands of hectares of fertile fields seen by the drone just now were all monk-produced Buddhist fields formed by this Guhan Temple after land annexation!"

When the teleportation was just now, Li Ang did not give any constructive opinions, but stood beside him and beat him up and made jokes, which was to observe the actions of seniors suspected of having official backgrounds.

Also because Xing Hechou followed the Special Affairs Bureau's action guidelines and did a good job in easing the atmosphere and forming a temporary team, Li Ang was happy to paddle.

Now that he heard Wuming's crying and had no source of the crying, Li Ang, who felt vaguely threatened, began to take the initiative to conduct intelligence analysis so that the group of teammates would not lead him into the ditch.

Wanli Fengdao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say - he didn't think he was stupid, but he absolutely couldn't guess the original appearance of the matter based on just two or three pieces of information.

He frowned and asked, "The former business conditions of Guhan Temple have been in good condition. What does it have to do with our desire to survive here for seven days?"

Li Ang smiled, "Of course it's related. Just imagine, how could a luxurious temple with two hundred monks, countless devout men and women, and thousands of hectares of fertile land be abandoned in just three years?

By the way, this '3 years' wasted time was speculated from the growth conditions of ivy and other vines on the red brick wall."

Wanli Fengdao didn't like this kind of test of his IQ. He looked at Li Ang with his eyes horizontally, "Can you stop hiding it? Can you tell the conclusion quickly?"

"Hehehe."

Li Ang was not angry with Wanli Fengdao and said with a smile: "There are many possible reasons.

The war disaster came, causing these monks to flee in panic? This is impossible, because the plain villages are peaceful and quiet without any trace of war disaster.

The court was dissatisfied with the Buddhist sect that did not work, and the emperor destroyed the Buddha? It was impossible, because before the monks fled, they would at least transfer all the magical instruments, property, and scriptures in the temple. Even if the monks did not move, the government would move them.

Local tyrants united and destroyed the entire temple overnight? Not to mention that there were no traces of fire swords and soldiers in Guhan Temple, even if the temple was destroyed overnight, the rural Guizhou farmers below had already taken advantage of the past three years to sneak up the mountain and emptied all the valuable pots, pans, tables, chairs, and benches in Guhan Temple.

After all the impossible is eliminated, the only possibility is the truth.”

Li Ang's eyes suddenly turned cold and said quietly: "Three years ago, an extremely serious accident occurred in Guhan Temple. This accident not only made local good men and women stop visiting the Buddhist temple,

It also prevents monks from coming here to repair it.

The poor and deserted countryside Guizhou, Buddhist serfs and even government officials kept their distance from Guhan Temple, and they didn't even dare to steal property in the temple to subsidize their household income."

"The system will not give a mortal task. Since it stipulates that we cannot leave Guhan Temple for more than 500 meters, it means that the secret to cracking all this is in Guhan Temple.

By figuring out what accident happened here three years ago, you can figure out the source of the shrill cry just now, which is the key to our seven-day mission of survival.”

Li Ang's analysis was completed. Wanli Fengdao looked confused, Huibing monk looked admiring, Xing He looked at Li Ang thoughtfully, while Liu Wudai was still the expressionless iceberg face.

In fact, Li Ang has not yet expressed another guess. The woman's arm stretched out from the plaque is probably related to the resentful cry he heard outside the temple just now.

Unfortunately, he was the only one among the people present, and after the other party hid, he could not find any trace of the spirit body.

I don't know if any spirit is hostile...

Li Ang's thoughts turned sharply, but his face was still as quiet as water. Xing Hexiao said, "Brother Li..."

"Don't go," Li Ang glanced at Xing Hechou's face with Guangweizheng's words, and his eyes twitched, and said, "Just call me Xiao Li."

"Okay, Xiao Li, can you ask what kind of work you do in the real world?"

Although Xing Hechou raised questions, he had no doubt that Li Ang would give answers such as "private detectives" and "historians".

"... Actually, I'm a chef." Li Ang sighed and replied seriously: "They call me the youngest super chef ever."

Wanli Fengdao, who claims to be born in the 1990s, almost choked by his saliva. "Are you the legendary chef Liu Angxin? In order to compete with the dark cuisine world, you have begun to look for the legendary kitchen utensils?"

Li Ang said in surprise: "Oh? I didn't expect you to have heard of the legend I left in the world."

"A legendary soul?" Wanli Fengdao's eyes twitched: "Brother, if you don't want to expose the information in the real world, can you change a better reason?"

"Hey, haven't you cheated?" Li Ang was quite disappointed.

"Only a fool can be deceived, right?" Wanli Fengdao was speechless. Xing Hechou, a strong man with a national character face, suppressed his urge to wipe his sweat. This middle-aged man had never seen "China One" before, and almost wrote in his notes, "Search for young special chefs in the citizen database"

Li Ang nodded and said, "Actually, I am a robot, a Grand Cannon, walking upright with both feet."

Wanli Fengdao's eyes twitched wildly, "The span is so big, will it jump from human to non-human? And who would remember the 2001 meme of China Grand Canon? I always feel like there is a vulgar and silver breath!"

"Oh, are you complaining very well?"

Li Ang widened his eyes and looked at Wanli Fengdao, "You can actually catch my joke. I didn't expect you to be a post-90s."

Wanli Fengdao said with his eyes empty, "I told you that I just look a little older."

"Um..." Li Ang once again thought about what reasonable origin he should make up, "I saw the mask on my face. Actually, I am the Monkey King Sun Wukong."

"As expected, like China Grand Canon, you are not a human at all." Wanli Fengdao continued to complain.

"Does it have to be human?" Li Ann nodded, "Agu Beast."

"That thing doesn't even have a basic human form, right?" Wanli Fengdao complained strongly: "And Taiyi, who owns the Asian beast, is it Japanese?"

"It's not the Japanese Taiyi, it's the Chinese Donghuang Taiyi."

"Even if the nationality is changed, it cannot change the fact that it is not human." Wanli Fengdao's expression was quite painful,

It is obvious that the Lv3 new player who is quite smart but has a clear brain circuit that is different from that of ordinary people, makes him feel powerless.

Seeing the two of them singing and interacting with each other, Master Huibing had never seen such an interesting situation before. He couldn't help but stretch out ten green jade fingers and covered his mouth and chuckled.

The charming and tenderness that was inadvertently outlined between the red lips and the teeth made Wanli Fengdao feel chill all over his body.

"It's okay, Xiao Li, if you don't want to answer, you don't need to answer,"

Xing Hechou broke the embarrassing situation, "I just asked casually, and the first priority at the moment is to complete the task."

It is definitely a good thing to have a smart person in the team who can conduct intelligence analysis, but Xing Hechou, who was a field agent from the Special Affairs Bureau, does not intend to hand over the team command.

After all, he is the highest-level Lv6 in the team, and there is also an action guide compiled by the think tank. Xing Hechou is still a bit confident in handling critical situations.

"I suggest that tonight, we will first raise a fire in the courtyard of the temple. Everyone should not act alone around the fire, and take turns to spend the night tonight. We will search for the temple until tomorrow."

Xing Hechou said, "Xiao Li, what do you think?"

"I think it's OK."

Li Ang nodded and looked at the sunset in the distance, "It's still a while before dark, and I guess more changes will happen after nightfall. Taking advantage of this time before dark, we'd better collect some items as much as possible.

If Lao Xing doesn't mind, I suggest that you, who is the highest level, and this Master Huibing, go to the Sutra Pavilion to find the Buddhist scriptures on the cabinet.

If Master Huibing is professional enough, he should be able to judge the dynasty of this plot task based on the deadlines of all Buddhist scriptures.

If Master Huibing did not recognize any Buddhist scriptures, it would still prove that the background of this plot mission was not the ancient Chinese country, but the unveiled different world.

By the way, after you collect the Buddhist scriptures, remember to pack them and bring them to this courtyard. Those scriptures may also be extraordinary items."

Master Huibing nodded, "I grew up in a Buddhist temple since I was a child, and I read the scriptures well, so it is not a big problem to distinguish the age."

"It's best." Li Ang looked at Wanli Fengdao and Liu Wudai: "The entire temple is empty, and the most likely clue is in the presiding meditation room of this temple. I want to go to the presiding meditation room to search for his personal supplies, and it's best to find the account book about the money transactions of this temple.

But my level is relatively low, and it is not safe for one person to move. Who of you two will accompany me?"

"I'll go." Liu Wudai said expressionlessly.

Wanli Fengdao was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and said hurriedly: "Hey, what am I doing?"

Li Ang curled his lips, "Pick up firewood and raise a fire in the courtyard."

"I'm Lv5 after all, you want me to make a fire?" Wanli Fengdao looked at Li Ang, who was still two levels behind him, and said dissatisfiedly: "And doesn't it mean that they will be defeated one by one in the horror movies?"

Li Ang smiled and said, "The task we received is to survive for seven consecutive days. Generally speaking, the danger level will gradually increase during these seven days, and it may be the safest one in the first few days.

After all, you are a Lv5 player, and your self-protection ability ranks among the top in the entire team, so there is no big problem for you to act alone.

I'll be relieved if you do your business."

After saying that, Li Ang ignored Wanli Fengdao standing there, turned his head and headed straight to the presiding room. Liu Wudai, wearing a night-slide clothes and carrying a dark compound bow, followed closely behind him.

Xing Hechou patted Wanli Fengdao's shoulder and took the monk Huibing to the library.

After all the four teammates left, Wanli Fengdao, who was standing there, came to his senses. He looked at the deep and silent courtyard, sucked his teeth, held a long sword in one hand, and honestly picked up the wooden branches that fell into the courtyard with the other hand, and muttered in his mouth.
Chapter completed!