Chapter 41 Unknown, is Unknown?

After hearing those five words, Feng Bujue blurted out, "Unknown... is unknown?"

As soon as he said that, the mouth on the right side of the sky-piercing braid replied, "Is knowing."

"Um..." Feng Bujue didn't understand why the other party was discussing the Analects of Confucius with him, but he still had to find a way to continue the conversation. "This brother... what are you doing?"

"I, see, you, look, like, you, have, read, a, few, years, of, books, it, seems..."

From that sentence on, the sky-piercing braid stopped speaking properly. From then on, every sentence he said was spoken alternately by the two mouths.

To avoid the suspicion of adding words, the use of commas like the one above will be omitted in the following text. Please imagine it yourself.

"...I have three questions I want to ask you." The sky-piercing braid continued in his unique way of speaking, "I wonder if you dare to answer?"

"I dare..." Feng Bujue raised an eyebrow, "But if you can't stump me... then what?"

"You and your companions want to go up, don't you?" The NPC said, "If you can answer my questions, I will let you go up." Before Jue-ge could ask, he added, "If you can't answer... or don't answer, you'll have to become my hair."

As soon as he said this, Jue-ge and Xiao Ling behind him both turned their eyes to the top of his head, staring at the sky-piercing braid.

"Could it be... this innovative bundle of long, straight black hair on your head..." Feng Bujue took the opportunity to retort, "Every strand is transformed from a person?"

"That's right." The other party replied frankly.

"Oh..." Feng Bujue continued, "Let me ask... not long ago, how did Miao Xuzi, Hong Ying, and Lu Bufu get through here?"

"Miao Xuzi is quick-witted, has outstanding literary talent, and is well-versed in Zen principles. It can be said that... his answers flowed like a river." The sky-piercing braid replied.

"Tch... even that guy could answer?" Jue-ge said, "Then ask away." As he said this, he seemed to have thought of something again, and added, "Oh, right, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"My name is Congming'er." Congming'er replied, "Cong is the cong of clever, ming is the ming of clever."

"Understood." Feng Bujue replied, "Then... Er, just ask whatever you don't understand."

"How are you talking?" Congming'er interrupted with a slight scold, "Taking advantage of me?"

"Alright, alright~" Jue-ge pointed at the mouth on the left side of the other party, "Can I call you Xiao Cong?"

At this moment, the mouth on the right side of Congming'er spoke a sentence alone: "Is your next sentence going to give me the name 'Tofu'?"

"Hehe..." Feng Bujue laughed, "Brother Congming is indeed worthy of his name."

"Hmph..." Congming'er sneered, "Do you think that's very funny?"

"It's alright." Jue-ge said, "Anyway, I feel pretty happy."

"But I'm not very happy listening to it." Congming'er said.

Feng Bujue's smile grew even wider: "That's one of the reasons why I'm happy."

"You..." Congming'er seemed to want to curse, but he held back the words. Then he smiled and said, "Hehe... forget it, I won't bother with you."

Obviously, the key flags in the dialogue with this NPC had already been seen through by Jue-ge. The first was to answer with "Unknown, is unknown," and the second was to clearly express that he wanted to answer the questions. As long as he accurately grasped these two key points, the other party would not easily attack the player.

"Listen carefully, the first question..." After a few seconds, Congming'er directly began to recite the question, "One yin and one yang, one short and one long, one day and one night, combined as a pair. This is..."

"Ming." Before Congming'er could finish asking the question, Feng Bujue reported the answer.

"Um..." Congming'er's expression (although he didn't have eyebrows, some changes could still be seen) changed slightly. "...You do have some skills."

"Hmph... isn't that obvious?" Jue-ge had an indifferent look on his face, "Hurry up and ask the second question."

"Alright, I'll give you an upper couplet, you match it..." Congming'er cleared his throat and recited in alternating voices, "Mountains and rivers, high and low, everywhere bright and beautiful."

"Ha! Hahahahaha..." Feng Bujue laughed for a while, then smiled without saying a word.

"What are you laughing at?" Congming'er asked, "You can't match it, so you're using laughter to cover up your guilty conscience?"

"I can't match it? Ha!" Feng Bujue paced around the other party, "I'm a great~ writer, would I not be able to match this kind of couplet?" He snorted coldly, "I just think your couplet is laughably simple."

"Then match it!" Congming'er shouted.

"Match it, then match it, this level is easy for me~" Feng Bujue really just opened his mouth and recited, "Shit and piss, big and small, often smelly and sticky."

At this moment... the whole world was shocked.

Congming'er, as an NPC, was shocked, Gu Xiaoling, as a teammate, was shocked, Ms. An, as an observer and Jue-ge's editor, was shocked, and all the viewers watching this match were also shocked...

"This..." Congming'er was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"How is it? Such a perfect match, a lower couplet with a lasting artistic conception, you must have only seen it once in your life, right?" Seeing this, Feng Bujue added triumphantly.

"Um... this match... is really perfect..." Congming'er murmured, "It's true that I've only seen it once in my life..." When he said this, his tone began to reveal a feeling of pain, "As for the artistic conception..."

"I guess you can't appreciate it either." Feng Bujue didn't let the other party finish speaking and snatched the words, "Your cultural cultivation and taste are too far from mine. You should go read a few more years of books before discussing artistic conception with me." After he said this shamelessly, he immediately changed the topic, "Now... let's talk about the third question."

"Alright..." Congming'er didn't want to talk about that couplet anymore. Anyway, as long as the second question was answered, it would be considered passed. So, he adjusted the expression on his face and continued to ask, "Listen carefully, please answer me... what is hell? What is heaven?"

This third question was obviously a question about Zen philosophy.

Just now, Congming'er described Miao Xuzi as "quick-witted, with outstanding literary talent, and well-versed in Zen principles," which was actually hinting to the players that the next three questions were riddles, couplets, and Zen principles, respectively.

And such obvious hints had naturally already been seen through by Feng Bujue...

Pa—

Half a second later, before Congming'er finished speaking, Jue-ge slapped him fiercely.

This sudden action stunned Congming'er. But after a brief moment of surprise, what followed was a burst of anger... In an instant, a substantial baleful aura bloomed from Congming'er's body, and it looked like he was about to attack.

However, in the next second, Feng Bujue recited in a very calm tone: "This... is hell."

As soon as he said this, Congming'er was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Jue-ge took a step forward, took out [Bell's Everyday Knife] from his waist, grabbed the sky-piercing braid on Congming'er's head with one hand, and cut it off easily with the knife in the other hand.

It was unknown why, but Congming'er did not resist Feng Bujue's actions at all. He just stood there, watching Feng Bujue cut off his hair, and then threw it away casually.

It was seen that after the black, straight strands of hair left Jue-ge's palm, they dissipated into the air on their own, turning into wisps of black smoke. As the smoke dissipated, it seemed that there was a faint echo of noisy weeping in this fourth layer.

At the same time, the baleful aura on Congming'er's body also disappeared with the black smoke, and his appearance quickly returned to the state of an ordinary human. In addition to the number and position of his facial features returning to normal, when looking at the top of his head... the six Jie Dian (ordination scars) that were originally covered by the roots of the sky-piercing braid were also revealed.

"Amitabha..." Congming'er put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and bowed deeply to Feng Bujue.

And Jue-ge was still that lazy and casual, and replied: "This... is heaven."

Congming'er nodded and replied: "Benefactor has great wisdom and transcends the mortal world. This humble monk is completely convinced..." When he said this sentence, his figure had become blurred, "Thank you, benefactor, for your accomplishment..."

"You're welcome~" Feng Bujue cupped his fists and said, "Farewell forever."

After saying this, he turned his head and winked at Xiao Ling, signaling the latter to follow.

When the two stepped onto the steps leading to the fifth floor, Xiao Ling couldn't help but look back, only to find that there was no one behind her...