The fat man saw this scene in his eyes, and then he came back to his senses, and then shouted:
"Meng Gourd, you can't kill!"
Hearing these words, Yan Qilin suddenly raised his head and looked at Fatty with murderous eyes.
The fat man swallowed his saliva and said to Yan Qilin:
“Don’t forget who you are, don’t forget your identity.
This zombie has not committed any crime, and his crime is not worthy of death. As for how to deal with it, you should ask the director for instructions.
If you kill him now, you will break the rules of the polling bureau! "
Yan Qilin looked at the fat man, then looked down at the zombie who had no strength.
The fat man also looked at Yan Qilin worriedly, fearing that if his yin and yang fingers fell, everything would be too late.
Fortunately, after a brief stalemate, the black fog in Yan Qilin's eyes dimmed a lot.
Looking at the zombie in front of him, the Mo Qilin formed in the black mist around him suddenly roared silently, and a voice that only the Yan Qilin could hear sounded in his mind.
"The holy beast Mo Qilin is willing to fight in all directions for your Majesty!"
"Back off!"
Yan Qilin shouted in a deep voice, and after the deep and cold words fell, the black mist gathered around him suddenly dispersed, and a gloomy wind blew in his face, making Fatty and others couldn't help but shiver.
Then he stood up without saying a word and walked to the side.
The black mist that was originally boiling now seemed to be calming down as Yan Qilin's mentality changed.
Empty but unyielding, moving and getting more and more out, reaching the darkest and darkest, nothing can survive, only Mo Qilin!
Seeing this, the fat man quickly got up, bit his fingertips, took out the yellow talisman paper, and drew a complex talisman on it in one go.
Just when the zombie was about to stand up stiffly again, the fat man arrived in time and put the charm on the zombie's face.
In an instant, the zombie lay motionless on the ground, the corpse fire on his arm also dissipated, and the sledgehammer was scattered aside.
Until this moment, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, but the Yan Qilin not far away still showed the form of the Mo Qilin shrouded in black mist, and was slowly recovering.
As the yellow sand gradually fell to the ground, Ma Linger and Zhao Xue hurried over.
The moment she saw Yan Qilin, Zhao Xue was startled, and when she lowered her head and saw the zombie, she was startled again.
"Is...is he okay?"
The aura emitted by Yan Qilin at this moment was indeed terrifying. This state of being both good and evil made Zhao Xue afraid to approach it.
The fat man gasped and waved his hands:
"It's okay, he hasn't lost his mind."
While the fat man was talking, Yan Qilin had been stabilizing his mind. As the crisis was resolved, Yan Qilin finally faded away from the black mist after a while, and sat on the ground panting heavily.
The fat man looked in the direction of Yan Qilin. At this time, the construction site was in ruins.
A row of construction site office buildings in the distance had been turned into ruins in the fighting.
The dilapidated construction site is still filled with smoke and dust that cannot be dissipated for a long time.
The destructive power caused by the fight between Yan Qilin and the zombies can be seen, and the many cracks on the ground are still extending and spreading.
The black mist dissipated, and Yan Qilin finally returned to his warm and jade-like temperament, and his eyes became as clear as stars.
Yan Qilin was very clear about what had just happened. As Mo Qilin's form dissipated, Yan Qilin also felt as if his own power had been taken away in an instant, and a feeling of weakness came over his heart.
The fat man staggered to Yan Qilin's side and stretched out his hand:
"Brother, it was so fierce just now, it scared me."
Yan Qilin grabbed the fat man's hand and stood up. The sweat beads on his head were clearly visible:
"I don't know why this is happening?"
Yan Qilin originally only wanted to stimulate his own bloodline power to help his teammates escape the crisis.
But unexpectedly, a combination of circumstances aroused Mo Qilin's state.
The form of Mo Qilin obviously did not belong to the Five Elements Holy Beasts, so Yan Qilin was full of curiosity and couldn't wait to find Feng Yun to answer all his doubts.
But the top priority for several people now is to deal with the zombie in front of them first. As Fatty said, only Feng Yun, as the director, has the right to decide the fate of this zombie.
"We have to transport it back. With the zombie control talisman, the zombie can't move."
The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead as he spoke:
"But how to transport it back is a problem. It's such a big guy and it's so stiff that our military vehicle can't fit it in."
Just as the fat man finished speaking, Zhao Xue's voice came next:
"When we were evacuating the workers just now, I felt that something big might have happened, so I reported it to the Criminal Division and asked them to come and help. People should be on their way here now..."
After hearing this, the fat man immediately nodded and said in surprise:
"It's easier to deal with it. Otherwise, we have to find the military mansion, which is far away and troublesome. Let your people from the Xing Division help send it back, which saves us a lot of time."
"ah?"
Zhao Xue pointed to the zombie standing straight on the ground with some uneasiness.
This is a zombie. It is unrealistic to ask colleagues from the Tissing Division to send it back.
The fat man obviously thought of this problem quickly, so he touched his chin, frowned and said in thought:
"But if we just ask the people from Tixing Division to help, they probably won't be able to agree to it given their poor temperament..."
After saying these words, the fat man realized that Zhao Xue was now the person in charge of the punishment department, so he coughed twice and explained hurriedly:
"I mean this will definitely scare them, we have to think of a way..."
“Isn’t the coffin still intact in the tomb?
Put this zombie in a coffin. Compared with giving a zombie or giving a coffin, the latter is obviously more acceptable. "
Ma Ling'er's words made Fatty's eyes light up:
"That's right, it just takes some effort to get it up..."
Just as Fatty finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Ma Linger and Yan Qilin were looking at him, and a bad premonition suddenly hit his heart.
"What are you looking at me doing?"
Yan Qilin then looked at the pothole behind with his eyes, and the fat man suddenly widened his eyes:
"What? Do I have to go down again?
Do you know how hard it was for Fatty to climb up? Is it easy for me? "
After hearing this, Ma Ling'er immediately said:
"You see Yan Qilin is so weak now, he definitely can't go down there again.
I don't have that much strength, so I can't move the coffin at all.
You just need to move the coffin under the pit, tie it with a rope, and we will help you pull it up, how about it? "
After hearing this, Yan Qilin raised his hand in time, weakly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and unexpectedly entered Mo Qilin's state. For him at this time, it was still a bit too far-fetched.
"I'm fine..."
While talking, Yan Qilin wanted to walk towards the pothole, but seeing his staggering appearance, the fat man couldn't help but waved his hands impatiently:
"Come on, this team will break up without me!
After you go back, you have to tell me about my contribution in front of the director. When the time comes, you can't take the position of captain from me! "
While talking to himself, the fat man reluctantly grabbed the rope again and struggled down the pit.
At this moment, the tomb passage below had almost collapsed. The fat man finally reached the main tomb chamber and found the coffin. The coffin was probably well preserved.
But after all, the battle was so fierce just now, there will inevitably be some small gaps in the coffin, but it is harmless.
The fat man tied a hemp rope to the coffin, then dragged the rope and struggled to pull the coffin out.
It took a full 10 minutes to reach the bottom of the pothole. The fat man was already sweating profusely.
After finally tying the coffin to the hanging rope again, the fat man was too tired to stand up.
After a moment's rest, Yan Qilin also recovered a little, and the three of them helped pull the coffin up from the hole.
It wasn't until the three of them put the zombie into the coffin and closed the coffin lid that they remembered that the fat man was still under the pit and had not come up.
Then the three of them looked down the pit, and then they noticed that the fat man had been cursing down there for a long time with his hands on his hips.
"Didn't you notice that there are a few people? I can see clearly, you are just trying to harm me!"
The three of them helped pull the fat man up again, but after they got started, the three of them realized that the tonnage of the fat man was no lighter than the coffin.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
However, at this moment, the sound of forging iron came from the silent construction site again.
When they heard this voice, several people were stunned.
"Why is there still such movement?"
The fat man stared at Yan Qilin and the others above with wide eyes and asked:
"Aren't the zombies already under control? Where did the sound come from this time?"
This was also the doubt in the minds of several other people. After looking at each other, Yan Qilin, Ma Ling'er and Zhao Xue stood up and turned around, but they still could not determine the source of the sound.
The fat man under the pit was not idle either. He walked along the tomb passage again with a flashlight, intending to check it out.
However, not long after walking, Fatty suddenly heard a slight sound coming from above his head.
He immediately looked up and noticed that there were a lot of cracks in the tomb passage above his head.
When Yan Qilin and the zombies were fighting here, the powerful destructive force still had an irreversible impact on this place.
"Damn it!"
The fat man didn't care so much now, turned around and ran out.
"Boom..."
The gap above the head became wider and wider, and the entire tomb passage began to tremble.
The fat man hurriedly ran under the cave and shook the rope crazily.
Yan Qilin and others quickly worked together to pull the fat man up from below.
After the fat man finally climbed out again, everyone was exhausted.
"boom!"
At this moment, the ground beneath Fatty's feet suddenly collapsed. Fortunately, Yan Qilin gave Fatty a hand, which prevented Fatty from falling.
With a loud noise, the tomb passage below collapsed due to Yan Qilin's power, causing a crack as thick as an arm to quickly appear on the ground.
As the cracks continued to extend, the ground began to collapse in large areas, once again stirring up the sky full of yellow sand.
Fatty and the others coughed and quickly left the collapsed position.
There was a bit of surprise in Yan Qilin's eyes. In Mo Qilin's state, he couldn't control his power at all.
Looking at the devastation all around, it was all caused by Mo Qilin's power.
He even couldn't believe it, was this something he could do?
"I have to say that the director is still very good. You have learned this skill in vain. Please give it a try when you get back."
The fat man patted Yan Qilin's shoulder gently. Although he said nothing, this was considered a comfort.
"Um."
Yan Qilin nodded, looked down at his hands, and recalled the strange emotions and state of Mo Qilin just now.
He had many doubts and wanted to go back and ask Feng Yun, at least to find out what this extremely dark power was and why it was activated.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
But the weird sound came again, the familiar dizziness, and the sudden sense of seeing a battlefield littered with corpses, made Fatty and the others frown.
The zombie was lying straight next to him, but the sound did not dissipate.
"We searched around just now and found nothing!"
Ma Ling'er said solemnly, and the fat man also said hastily:
“I wanted to go into the tomb and take another look, but it was already starting to collapse underneath.
It stands to reason that since everything below has become ruins and the zombies are under our control, there shouldn't be such a sound, right? "
After Yan Qilin thought for a moment, he looked at a few people and said solemnly:
"It seems that the matter is not over yet. There are areas that we have ignored and have not been resolved."
"That's right!"
The fat man frowned and sighed deeply:
“But now our top priority is to bring this zombie back.
As for why the matter is not over yet, we have to talk to the director.
After all, this place is already in ruins, there is no need to check..."
Soon, the Criminal Division's car arrived at the scene with its siren on.
Seeing this, Zhao Xue quickly stood up and walked towards the outside of the construction site.
Several investigators quickly got out of the car. After seeing Zhao Xue, the investigator at the front quickly saluted.
"I am Wang Shuo, the leader of the second team, and Lin Feng, the leader of the first team, has other tasks to deal with, so we are here on my behalf.
What is the situation here now? Why are these workers evacuated outside the isolation zone?
What happened inside? "
Lin Feng's so-called mission was, of course, to go to the hospital to investigate the matter of summoning spirits.
Zhao Xue naturally knew that what she had just seen was important. She could report it to He Tianlin, director of the Tiexing Department, but she could not let too many other people know about it.
Therefore, Zhao Xue quickly shook his head:
“Everything is settled and the poll bureau’s operations team is inside.
I need your help with something, send something back to the polling bureau.
Things here have been taken care of, I just need to trouble you to make another trip. "
Wang Shuo didn't think much after hearing this. He nodded and followed Zhao Xue to the construction site.
However, the messy scene all around really surprised Wang Shuo and others.
"What's going on here? Are you blasting in the middle of the night?
Why are even the workers’ dormitories over there turned into ruins? "
In front of everyone's eyes, the construction site is still devastated.
Makeshift dormitory buildings collapsed into rubble, and large equipment parked on the construction site was swaying.
The ground cracked in many places, and even due to the collapse of the cave, the land above also collapsed on a large scale. Several excavators were buried in the loess due to the landslide, and only some parts of them were still exposed.
What puzzled a few people the most was that the many cracks on the ground seemed to have been hit hard in a small area.
And in many places, there were shocking scratches, which looked like they had been attacked by wild beasts.
But this is a city, and there are no wild beasts around, making these traces even more strange.
Facing Wang Shuo's inquiry, Zhao Xue didn't know how to explain it at all, so she could only make a few vague and perfunctory sentences, and then hurriedly brought the group of people to Fatty and others.
Wang Shuo looked at the exhausted people in front of him, and there was a tattered coffin beside them, and he became even more confused for a moment.
"What happened?"
The fat man raised his head and pointed to the coffin next to him with a tired look:
“We have already dealt with what needs to be dealt with, you just need to help us return this coffin to the polling bureau.
As for wanting to know what happened, your permissions may not be enough for the time being. "
Wang Shuo looked at the coffin next to him with a suspicious look on his face. After circling around the coffin, he asked again in confusion:
"Where did this coffin come from?"
All the second team investigators present were very confused about this, but Fatty and the others were obviously unwilling to talk more about it.
So after a moment, Wang Shuo, who didn't get any answer, could only wave his hand with an unhappy expression:
"Bring the car in, lay down the back seat, and move it to the car!"
Although the investigators felt a little unlucky about this, they still nodded and ran towards the outside of the construction site.
"correct!"
At this moment, the fat man looked at Wang Shuo and said:
"Be sure to remember that the coffin must not be illuminated by the moonlight!"
Wang Shuo raised his head and looked at it. There was no moon in the sky in the gloomy weather, so he didn't take it too seriously. He just felt that the people in the polling bureau were a little too superstitious.
Soon, the investigators worked together to put the coffin in the car, and then Wang Shuo sat in the passenger seat.
Since he was worried about leaving such an important matter to Ti Xingsi for escort alone, the fat man quickly sat in the back, next to the coffin that extended from the trunk to the back seat.
Wang Shuo didn't speak, but he kept thinking in his mind that after he was sent to the polling bureau, he had to ask what happened at the construction site that night...
(End of chapter)
