Tianma Xingkong saw the great axe cleaving down and immediately sidestepped, easily dodging the attack.

Although he didn't know who this "baboon-face" was, judging from the speed and force of this axe, he wasn't much of a formidable character.

The next second, Tianma Xingkong steadied himself and swung his arm, preparing to counterattack.

Ding-ling--

At that moment, a bell rang from not far away. It was Feng Bujue taking out and activating the [Vajra Bell]. He was using Command One: observe a detailed profile of an NPC.

[Name: Listener Liesend]

[Faction: None]

[Level: 100]

[Height: 192 cm]

[Weight: 316 kg]

[Combat Triggerable: Yes]

[Attached Plot: Shortcut to the Temple of Faith]

"Hold your fist!" Feng Bujue glanced at the menu and immediately shouted.

Hearing this, Tianma Xingkong hurriedly retracted his hand, suppressing the skill he was about to unleash (everyone knew what he was preparing to do).

"What's wrong?" Little Ma asked, turning his head.

"Liesend! Calm down!" Feng Bujue shouted at the NPC. "Let's talk it out!"

Liesend pulled the axe embedded in the mud and held it horizontally in front of his chest. His baboon-like face was still twitching with a forced smile. "Talk? Heh... hahahaha... I've said enough! I want to listen!" He roared, looking like he was about to start chopping people again.

"What do you want to hear?" Feng Bujue reacted quickly and spoke quickly, immediately responding to the other party's words in less than half a second.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liesend's movements paused slightly, and his tone became a little calmer: "Sin..." As he said this, his hysterical state was also changing. "The sins you once committed... the evil deeds that violate morality and order..." His tone revealed an unusual sense of hunger. "Tell me, the more the better..."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue's eyes changed slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared on his face. "Is this what you want?"

"That's right! Tell me quickly!" Liesend strode forward, quickly approaching Jue-Ge.

"Be careful!" Uncle Waste, who was on the side, quickly reminded him upon seeing this. At this time, both he and Atobe had appeared, and Tianma Xingkong and Honghu had also come over, ready to provide support at any time.

"Heh... I have plenty of that kind of thing." Feng Bujue didn't move an inch. While easily responding to Liesend's words, he waved his hand at his teammates on both sides, signaling them not to worry.

"Quick! Tell me..." Liesend rushed in front of Jue-Ge in two steps, urging him with a fanatical expression.

"Hmm... then I'll just say something not too serious..." Feng Bujue said casually, with his hands in his pockets. "When I was in the first grade of elementary school, I framed a delinquent teenager. He was stuck in a sewer for more than three hours before the fire brigade rescued him."

"Is that still not too serious?" Honghu's glasses almost fell to the ground.

"To be honest... I feel very guilty." Feng Bujue continued, with a calm face, "After all, the manhole cover is state property, and the firefighters are also very busy."

"Hey! You've got the object of your guilt wrong, haven't you? Show some consideration for the delinquent teenager's feelings!" Atobe's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

"So, my second framing used a new plan that wouldn't cause trouble for others." Jue-Ge continued as if nothing had happened.

"There's even a sequel? How much of a grudge is this? Is he trying to wipe him out?" Honghu thought to himself.

"Unexpectedly... after that guy got food poisoning, he actually called the police." Feng Bujue spat disdainfully. "Tch... now that I think about it, it was probably because the dosage was too large when I poisoned him... After all, he was just a middle school student, and his digestive system isn't as good as an adult's..."

"'Dosage'? What exactly did you add to his food! Would a normal elementary school student go to that extent? Are you a blackened version of Conan?" Atobe wondered to himself.

"Fortunately, my prior plan was seamless and didn't leave any evidence. The police didn't pay much attention to this kind of minor case, and it eventually ended without a conclusion." Jue-Ge continued. "However... it's also a fact that I caused them trouble, and I'm very ashamed."

"Hey, hey... this story must be made up, right? It has to be made up, right?" Even Uncle Waste was muttering this in his heart.

"Finally, one day in the fourth grade of elementary school, I completed my revenge." Feng Bujue was still saying. "That day, I successfully stole his wallet, retrieved the three yuan for breakfast that he had extorted from me, and incidentally used a needle to puncture the condom he had in his wallet. Then, I put the wallet in their school's lost and found."

When the other four teammates heard this, they were all thinking the same thing: "Officer! This is the person!"

"Ah... revenge is a dish best served cold..." Feng Bujue said at this point, letting out a morbid chuckle. "Hehehe... I was such a naughty rebellious kid... As the saying goes, 'an eye for an eye, wipe them clean'..."

"What 'as the saying goes'! Who else besides you has ever said that?" Atobe roared.

"Not enough..." Liesend said after listening to this. "Are there no more serious crimes?"

"Is that so? Then... does destroying the scene evidence of a serial murder case count?" Feng Bujue asked again.

Hearing this, Tianma Xingkong silently opened the game menu: "Hmm... how do you report someone to the public security department again..."

"I want to hear evil deeds! Real evil deeds!" Liesend said loudly. Then, he looked around at the other players and said, "You! Tell me more! Tell me more! Or I'll kill you!"

"Hmph... how could a hero have evil deeds!" Little Ma turned his head away, looking at the sky, while his hands both made the gesture of crossing his index and middle fingers.

"You should go back to kindergarten and learn how to lie from the other kids!" Atobe shouted.

"I see..." Honghu on the other side silently adjusted his glasses, thinking to himself, "For this NPC, listening to other people's confessions is basically the same as eating... Judging by his appearance, he's probably been 'hungry' for a long time, causing him to be a little mentally unstable."

Honghu's analysis was basically correct, and Feng Bujue's deduction was similar to his. After hearing Liesend's request, Jue-Ge immediately thought of these things, because he had encountered similar NPCs before (Olden), who kept clamoring to hear ghost stories or something. In comparison, Liesend's hobby wasn't that strange.

"I said... I have plenty of stories to tell." Feng Bujue continued to negotiate with Liesend. "But... in exchange, what benefits can you give us?"

"Hmm... worthy of being Brother Feng." Honghu thought to himself, "He's getting to the point."

Liesend's expression instantly turned cold. Feng Bujue's words seemed to have raised a flag, triggering some kind of fixed reaction from this NPC.

"Benefits..." Liesend said in a deep voice, "The meaning of this word is different for different individuals..." His gaze swept over the five people. "Let me ask first... what is your 'faith'?"