Chapter 72: Overgrown temples (5)
The actual host in the city reacted when the blasting occurred, and almost at the same time quickly mobilized a large number of machines to repair the city gate, making sure to prevent people from entering and leaving again.
Nowadays, there is no one on the street, only moving machines.
Yan Zhengyan rushed to the temple in a straight line on the way back. On the way, she passed through the walls of many houses, passed many residences, and the ordinary people she saw along the way were consistent and pious prayer.
In view of Xu Lan's "advice" when she parted, she also consciously remembered and watched, and finally found something wrong: no one showed anger, panic and other emotions about the changes in the city.
They are all calm, but they will pray more and more frantically, as if no matter what happens, as long as they pray, bad things will always be solved.
But what does this mean? What is the use? Yan Zhengyan, who had no time to think about these things, did not think deeply about people's hearts.
Everything fell on deaf ears, and there was a sense of being out of the world.
But speaking of it, the monks she has seen are indeed the physical qualities of ordinary people, and they do not have souls, they are more like artificial humans.
So they can rule everyone safely, it is really amazing, after all, other human beings have souls.
It took several hours, Yan Zhengyan went through dozens of large and small halls in this temple, and only found a Buddhist scripture with unknown content, which was carefully stored by the monks The head of the bed should be very important.
However, the exploration of the world is stubborn and motionless.
It seems that we still have to start with monks. The most special thing in this world is their existence.
Yan Zhengyan has no ambition to search for causal products, she just wants to steadily increase the exploration of the world, and by the way find the relationship between the main system and these worlds.
The fact is and it is obvious that simply searching for temples will not improve much exploration.
So next, Yan Zhengyan tried various methods, such as "finding faults on the outside" and "frequent attacks", but to no avail. Even tentative slight movements were automatically blocked by the monk's wooden fish.
The skillful Yan Zhengyan simply did nothing, stared at the monk's hand, ready to grab the wooden fish and run away.
Three, two, one…
The monk was calm and didn't call for help, he said flatly to the wooden fish that he was holding with both hands: "Repeat the cleaning."
Muyu responded smoothly to this, and a cleaning machine of different sizes appeared neatly in every corner of the hall in the next second, and then carried out a detailed, comprehensive, Blockade cleaning, not even a fly can fly out.
The monk looked at them silently, looking far away.