Synopsis: The cover is the protagonist's character design.
After binding to the 'Teacher System,' Yu Tong transformed into a little kitten. The system tasked him with becoming the...
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[Deviation detected, add 10 points. Current deviation value of Yu Tong's character: 55/100]
The system stamped its feet excitedly, wanting to share the good news with Xiaoyu.
When I turned around, I saw Chen Yanli picking up the rabbit on the ground at some point.
The moment Officer Liu and the paper people rushed back, the Ink Man's voice rang out again.
Yu Tong didn't react much, but the little white rabbit seemed to be frightened and its fur stood on end.
Chen Yanli paused in his petting of the rabbit, his movements imperceptibly paused. A cold light flashed in his dark eyes.
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Officer Liu and the paper man left early and didn't have time to hear the plan.
Chen Yanli had just received a message from his roommate and was busy replying.
Yu Tong took over the task of explaining the plan and teaching Officer Liu how to use the yellow talisman.
Brother Fachen, the Bodhisattva has gone mad. He's killing people indiscriminately. From what I've seen, it seems he's trying to kill monks and rape monks.
The abbot is shaving the head of a newly emerged lewd monk. I vaguely heard him say that once the ten evil monks are found, and all the offerings are made, the master will be able to become a true Bodhisattva.
The two messages were sent so quickly, almost simultaneously. There were many typos, and Chen Yanli frowned as he automatically corrected them in his mind.
At this point, his roommate no longer had any reason to lie to him, as everything he said was true.
A few seconds later, the third message came.
The abbot tells the new lecherous monk to go to the donor's quarters and ask for someone. That person will lead him through a secret passage, out of the temple, to find Boss Long.
"Brother, I think the Bodhisattva wants to kill everyone, including us monks in the temple. I'm telling you everything I know. Can you please save me and my boyfriend?"
Chen Yanli was in a bad mood, and he felt even worse after reading the news.
He quickly typed the word 'no' into the input field.
His fingertips hovered over the send button for a long time, and then deleted the word 'no'.
[I'm no match for him, and I can't save you. Why don't you...]
Chen Yanli Card is here, and I don’t know what to say after “not as good as”.
He wanted to give his roommate a way out, but he couldn't think of any other solution for a while.
"Why don't you grab your boyfriend and squeeze to the back of the crowd? Stay alive a little longer, hold on for thirty minutes, and you might still be saved."
His roommates didn't expect him to be so polite, and they responded much faster.
"Thank you, Senior Brother. I'm sorry for the trouble. As a reward for this information, could you please bury me and my boyfriend together?"
"We have no family, and I'm worried that no one will claim our bodies, and they might be randomly cremated and mixed with strangers."
Since Chen Yanli was able to walk out of the donor's dormitory alive, he would naturally help them collect the bodies.
But he didn't understand why his roommate said that.
Chen Yanli was tortured every three days. He hated the monks in the temple and had never been kind to his roommates for all these years.
He didn't understand why his roommate treated him specially given their relationship.
He thought so and asked so.
"Because Senior Brother Fachen is the kindest person in this temple. Of all the monks, you're the only one who let the female demon go. Even though you were punished for it, you still chose to help the little boy escape three years later. You're a good person, and I have a feeling you'd be willing to help me."
In my heart, I also somewhat believe that some of the things Bodhisattvas do are cruel, but I don't dare to speak out or intervene. Therefore, I have always felt that Brother Fachen is truly amazing, kind, and trustworthy.
He probably hadn't finished speaking, but Chen Yanli waited for a long time and no message came from the other side.
I don’t know whether he didn’t find the opportunity or he’s already dead.
Chen Yanli tapped the screen repeatedly with his fingertips, wanting to ask him why he didn't reply.
Edit the message, delete it, edit it again, and delete it again.
Finally, I sent one out. [Where are the people?]
There was no response from the other side. Chen Yanli vaguely realized something and became even more annoyed.
Yu Tong, who was explaining the whole story to Xiaohong, heard a prompt sound in the system space.
[Deviation detected, plus 3 points. Current Chen Yanli's personality deviation value: 51/100]
Yu Tong stopped explaining and turned around in surprise.
Chen Yanli was as gloomy as ever, but there was a hint of redness at the corners of his eyes.
Yu Tong leaned over to take a look and saw that the phone screen was covered with newly sent messages.
Where are the people?
【say】
[I don't remember what your boyfriend looks like, please send me a photo.]
There was no reply from the other end. Chen Yanli snorted coldly and put the phone in his pocket.
Less than half a second later, he took it out again and continued to read the messages.
Yu Tong let out a breath.
It seems that my roommate is dead.
Message records flashed before his eyes. Chen Yanli read the chat between the two over and over again, and the deviation value secretly increased by 10 points.
From 51 to 61.
Ever since he let go of the people trapped in the temple out of a moment of weakness.
Chen Yanli was caught and lost his ability to speak. He had to pretend to be deaf and was tortured every three days.
He grew up in a temple. To him, Dahe Guangming Temple is his home and the monks here are his family.
Although Chen Yanli appeared very strong, he had been doubting himself every day during these three years.
If he had not let the female monster go, he would not have ended up like this.
Why didn't the people he helped come back to see him and help him? Was he the only one suffering? Had they forgotten him?
Until just now, Chen Yanli finally confirmed that someone had actually remembered what he had done, but had not told him due to various concerns.