While talking, Chen Ying devoted herself to work again.
Lin Feng, who saw this in his eyes, was completely confused. He didn't know if Chen Ying had discovered anything.
But in his impression, Chen Ying had almost never shown such an expression.
Looking back on every time they interact with the polling bureau, it seems that every time, the polling bureau always brings them all kinds of confusion.
This feeling makes Lin Feng very uncomfortable, but now besides waiting patiently for the experts' investigation results, Lin Feng really has no other better way.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
At this moment, the sound of forging iron came from the silent construction site again. Lin Feng kicked his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.
what happened? Hasn’t the polling bureau already solved the problem?
The moment the voice came, Lin Feng obviously felt a headache. The voice seemed to penetrate directly into his brain, causing waves of pain.
Lin Feng shook his head subconsciously. In his feeling, this weird sound seemed to be magical, giving him a sense of chaos, and accompanied by a faint stinging pain, Lin Feng's face became ugly.
"ah!"
But at this moment, Chen Ying not far away suddenly screamed. Lin Feng subconsciously held the pistol at his waist, and then looked in the direction of Chen Ying.
It didn't matter, the scene in front of him made Lin Feng's scalp tingle.
I saw many snakes crawling from all directions on the entire construction site along with strange noises.
I don't know where these snakes came from, but they seemed to be affected by some kind of force at this moment, and they quickly shuttled under the investigators' feet.
The workers standing outside the isolation line soon saw the dense snakes that made people feel very uncomfortable.
They were all shocked by this, and the scene quickly became chaotic.
"It's this kind of snake again, almost exactly the same as the one we dug up before."
"Where did these snakes come from? This is a city, how could there be so many snakes?"
"A bad sign, this is a bad sign, this place is too evil, we can't start construction anymore!"
The panicked voices of the workers reached Lin Feng's ears, making Lin Feng a little confused about what to do for a moment.
He had never experienced such a strange thing before. These snakes were not afraid of people at all. They seemed to be affected by the sound and acted very crazy.
The investigators retreated towards the outside of the construction site, no one dared to stay among the snakes for long.
These snakes keep coming from all directions, scurrying back and forth on the construction site, giving people goosebumps.
This scene was too weird, as if these snakes were attracted by the strange sound.
For a while, the strange things on the construction site did not stop because the zombies were taken away. Lin Feng stood outside the construction site confused, with many doubts in his heart, but he could not find any answers.
I just suddenly realized: "Did the poll bureau fail this time and it can't be solved?"
…
At the same time, Feng Yun and others from the polling bureau were completely focused on the zombie.
Under Feng Yun's order, Fatty and Yan Qilin worked together to stand the zombie upright and stand upright in the lobby of the polling bureau. The surrounding temperature instantly dropped several degrees.
Feng Yun stood in front of the zombie, stretched out his fingers and pressed the zombie's throat.
Fatty and others were surprised to find that the place Feng Yun was pressing was actually softer.
This zombie's body was as hard as iron, but its throat was unusually soft, which naturally made a few people feel weird.
Feng Yun quickly retracted his hand, and then nodded gently:
"It seems that this will be due to the deep obsession at the end of the day, and the last breath was not exhaled and was stuck in the throat.
In addition, lying in the fallen tree, being nourished by yin energy day and night, the body does not rot.
As times change and the great age comes, in recent years it has turned into a zombie and has been hiding underground. However, with the construction of the subway, it has an opportunity to appear and cause chaos.
The power of a zombie is directly proportional to his obsession. The stronger the obsession, the stronger the power.
To be able to force you to be like this, and even force Yan Qilin to activate Mo Qilin's form, it seems that this zombie's obsession when it is dying is extraordinary. "
"Director, what should we do now?
The zombies have been subdued, but we can still hear strange noises coming from the construction site. Is this not over yet? "
The fat man looked at Feng Yun with confusion and said, but this was also the doubt in Feng Yun's heart:
"This matter is indeed a bit strange. This zombie should be the real culprit behind the strange things happening on the construction site. This cannot be true.
But according to your previous description, this zombie is building weapons, armor, and forming Yin soldiers. What is the reason?
Only by clarifying these can we understand why this matter has not been completely resolved. "
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xue, who had been silent all this time, said helplessly:
"Director Feng, it will be dawn soon. If this matter cannot be resolved as soon as possible, the people nearby may cause a lot of public opinion, and they may not be able to suppress it by then.
Please also think of a way to close the case as soon as possible no matter what. "
"It's easy to say, but how can it be that simple?"
The fat man couldn't help but said:
"This zombie has been dead for hundreds of years. If you want to figure out so many things in such a short period of time, you have to let this guy speak for himself."
"That's right..."
The fat man's words seemed to remind Feng Yun, making Feng Yun's eyes light up and he said with admiration:
"Wang Guilai has some insights. It seems that the top priority now is to figure out why this zombie has such a big obsession."
"ah?"
"Director, can you really let this guy talk?"
Feng Yun shook his head calmly:
"The so-called zombies have spirits but no gods.
It just relied on obsession to become a walking corpse. It has no soul and naturally cannot speak.
But it cannot be said, we can see for ourselves. "
Feng Yun's words made everyone present feel a little confused.
But Feng Yun didn't have time to explain at this moment, and he just quickly urged everyone to start preparing to follow him.
Soon the fat man moved a mirror from the second floor and stood it in front of the zombie.
Then Yan Qilin brought another bowl of white rice and put three sticks of incense on the rice.
Ma Ling'er was also busy beside Feng Yun. Only Zhao Xue and the flat-headed brother next to him looked at this scene with confusion.
At this moment, Zhao Xue looked at Brother Flathead next to him again, lowered his voice, and asked something that even Brother Flathead was surprised:
"You're not human, are you?"
After hearing these words, not only the flat-headed brother next to him was stunned, but also the busy fat guys stopped and looked at Zhao Xue with puzzled expressions.
No one had ever mentioned Brother Pingtou's true identity in front of Zhao Xue, so the question Zhao Xue asked at this moment shocked everyone.
"You...how do you know?"
Brother Flathead was obviously confused by the question, and his words were somewhat incoherent.
It was clear that Zhao Xue's attitude was very strange, but Feng Yun seemed not to hear it at all, and just urged Fatty and the others to hurry up and help him prepare.
Once again, several people felt that there was something unusual about Zhao Xue, and Feng Yun's attitude toward Zhao Xue seemed to have hidden secrets.
But after all, the matter at the moment was quite urgent, so none of the three people said anything, and they just suppressed the doubts in their hearts for the time being.
Soon, everyone helped Feng Yun prepare the things he wanted to prepare.
During this period, Feng Yun also realized that the polling bureau still lacked a place for "Xingyi Zhifa".
So much so that if you want to perform the ritual of asking rice, you can only make do with the open space on the first floor.
Feng Yun was thinking in his heart that he should build a law field as soon as possible in the future so that he could do some rituals.
Under everyone's gaze, Feng Yun quickly came to the zombie and pointed its front at the mirror not far away.
What Feng Yun wants to use is a very ancient technique called 'Wenmi Technique'.
Strictly speaking, the rice-asking technique is not a magic technique. In ancient times, it was mostly used by goddesses or immortals from the immortal family.
The art of asking rice is also called the "art of crossing the yin". Goddess often use it to ask ghosts to ask questions, or to allow the seeker to talk to the dead.
Following Feng Yun's glance, the fat man quickly turned off the lights, and the whole room suddenly fell into darkness.
"Snapped!"
Feng Yun pressed the lighter in his hand, and the fire lit up, making his face look a little pale and strange. Then he lit the three sticks of incense inserted in the bowl.
Feng Yun placed the bowl of rice right in front of the mirror. Several people were standing behind Feng Yun at the moment, looking at Feng Yun in the firelight through the mirror, and they all felt a little strange.
Then Feng Yun took a few steps back, letting the zombie standing there appear in the mirror.
The fat man and the others subconsciously held their breath at this moment. In this dark environment, the scene in front of them always made people feel an indescribable sense of gloom.
Feng Yun quickly picked up an egg, held a brush dipped in cinnabar in his right hand, and drew a human face on the egg.
While drawing, Feng Yun recited in a low voice in an extremely weird tone:
"The souls of the dead have their own way, and a substitute will come and walk, but they will have no choice but to pass through hell.
Draw the eyes looking east, the center of the prison under the iron mountain.
Draw an ear to listen to the west. Po Meng knows the yin and yang by the bridge.
Draw your nose and smell the south, the fragrance of the underworld is hundreds of miles away.
Draw the mouth and ask the north, the ten palaces of hell show the true seal..."
Feng Yun's voice couldn't tell the difference between male and female, it just gave people a hoarse and old feeling.
This kind of tune is called three tunes and five tunes, and was mostly used by ancient folk to ask gods and ghosts.
Later, the famous nine tunes and eighteen tunes in Errenzhuan evolved on the basis of these three tunes and five tunes.
At the same time, the mourning songs in Shaanzhou still retain the ancient tune of three tunes and five tunes.
As for what Feng Yun chanted, it was the Guo Yin mantra in the Wenmi technique.
In ancient times, most of the people who practiced the art of asking rice were women, so it was often called rice asking woman among the people.
This Yin Curse is based on the Taoist Four Directions technique, which guides the dead to either return the Yang or escape the Yin.
As the red human face was drawn on the egg, Feng Yun placed it in front of the mirror.
Strangely enough, the three sticks of incense stuck on the white rice were obviously half burned, but the ashes stood straight there without falling off at all.
The bowl of white rice gradually turned black visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding temperature became lower and lower.
The reason why the Rice Wen technique is called evil magic in many places is because the process of performing the technique is quite weird.
The bell in Feng Yun's hand shook. Every time the bell rang, Fatty and the others found it a little difficult to tell the truth from the truth.
Gradually, a picture gradually appeared on the mirror...
(End of chapter)
