The sky was very gloomy and it was drizzling.
The rain was not heavy, but it continued for five hours and soaked the excavated soil, making the site muddy.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and the time was getting closer, a sound finally appeared on Li Geng's walkie-talkie.
After giving the order, Li Geng looked at the calm Yang An with a worried expression. He put on a black raincoat, wiped the rainwater splashed on his face, changed the channel, pressed the intercom and drank calmly. .
"start."
In the hazy rain curtain, heavily armed official troops escorted the condemned prisoners to their execution ground. Everyone's face was very nervous, and they were anxiously guessing what they were about to face.
"He Tu's ghost realm has lasted for at least five minutes. There has been no fluctuation in Yang'an. Team Shen may be in trouble. Do you want to continue?" Zhang Yuan looked at Su Yonghe. The matter was so important that he did not dare to act easily. It was decided that this was different from other terrorist incidents, this was related to Shen Lin's life.
Perhaps Zhang Yuan was very good in terms of ideas and plans, but compared to his understanding of Li Gui and Sheng Zhuang, no one present had more say than Su Yonghe.
Su Yonghe was also wearing a black raincoat. This guy who usually looked out of place now had an expressionless face, terrifyingly heavy. Those black eyes mixed with brown were staring at Yang'an not far away, as if they wanted to see through the entire city.
"Xin Chenlin, although this guy is unlucky, he has never been unreliable from the beginning to now."
Su Yonghe swept his hands back, and the dark raincoat in the rain curtain actually flew up with the wind, like a windbreaker passing by. The guy walked forward with such determination and determination.
"Damn it, take action, the sky will fall, labor and capital will hold you up!"
This sentence was like a reassurance. Zhang Yuan nodded in the direction of Li Geng, then turned to ask.
"How many?"
To nail the stakes, use living people, and to build the piles, use up to five living people as the foundation. Now they have tried four. Facts have proved that this does not have much effect on Yang'an. Now, Zhang Yuan once again handed over the decision-making power to Su Yonghe's hand.
He knew very well that the supernatural power of fully opening the stakes was likely to cause greater trouble. Not only might it not be possible to save Shen Lin, but it would also lead to an even greater disaster. If an accident occurs, only Su Yonghe may be able to solve it, so he must get Su Yonghe's approval.
"Five, there's no time, let's do it." Su Yonghe didn't even raise his face, staring in the direction of Yang An. This damn thing had better turn out as he expected, otherwise everyone would have to finish playing.
Zhang Yuan's eyes sank, and he pressed the decisive button in his hand. At that moment, the death row prisoners and troops who had been waiting for a long time all started to move.
The escorted condemned prisoners jumped into the grave pits dug for them like dumplings.
The moment all five people entered and were buried in the mud, their faces hidden in the mud were only filled with anxiety and confusion.
And maybe relief and fear.
"ah!!"
Accompanied by a roar, the first hammer hit the ground. The pile was clearly nailed in, but the people underneath didn't even scream. It was like their life was taken away in an instant, and the red blood flowed uncontrollably. It seeped out from the soil and was diluted by the muddy water and rain, painting half of the area with a touch of maroon.
The person wielding the hammer seemed to have been taken away from him in an instant. He was extremely weak. The official troops nearby hurriedly took the person away, handed the hammer to the second prisoner, and swung the hammer again.
The wooden stake went in a little further, and Zhang Yuan and Li Geng could see clearly.
This is completely different from the situation when driving piles for the first time. Before, every hammer could not move an inch, as if there was diamond underneath, which was so hard that it was not even able to be drilled through manually.
But now, every hammer is embedded visible to the naked eye. If this situation continues, it is only a matter of time before the raw piles are driven in.
No one cares why there is such a contrast between before and after.
Maybe Shen Lin succeeded! Their plan was perfect.
Or maybe the full-on horror and supernatural living stake is much scarier than they imagined, enough to easily pierce Yang'an's ghost realm.
But it doesn't matter. According to the last experience, as long as they can plant the living stakes, they can rescue Shen Lin, and even rescue the entire Yang'an, and everything will be happy.
When the fifth person swung the hammer and the piles were planted more than halfway, and the sixth person's swing progress was still considerable, Zhang Yuan and Li Geng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The piles are about to be put in place, all units are ready!"
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he looked at Yang An. In the direction where Shen Lin had appeared, He Tu was standing next to him. As long as Shen Lin appeared, he would also open the ghost realm. I wish Shen Lin a helping hand. It might be a drop in the bucket, but what if it works?
All is ready except for the opportunity.
All the hard work on the football field is for that final kick.
Therefore, before that shot, most people would hold their breath nervously.
Just like in front of them, watching the raw piles being driven in with hammer after hammer, most of the people present nervously held their breath, waiting for the imaginary scene to appear.
One second, two seconds, five seconds, one minute.
The pounding in his ears has gradually slowed down, but Yang An in front of him has not changed much, which suddenly made Su Yonghe frown.
Turning his head and looking in the direction of the pile, he saw that most of the complete pile had been submerged in the soil, and no more than one-tenth of the exposed part was.
Five people are sitting on the bank and ten are staking, and everything is going smoothly. At this point, the terror of staking should have taken effect. According to the previous situation, this should not be the case now.
Seeing that the nailing piles were still going on, and the raw piles were sinking into the soil until they completely disappeared. Su Yonghe turned around and still saw the unruffled, quiet and strange Yang'an.
His entire face changed drastically.
Turning his head, gritting his teeth, he took three steps at a time and stepped forward. In the end, he ran regardless of his appearance in the rain. When he came to the stake, Su Yonghe directly and roughly stopped the prisoner who was about to drive him to the stake, and roughly pulled him aside. , the whole person looked closely at the pile that was submerged in the soil.
This is impossible. Having reached this point, the law of pile creation has definitely been triggered, but if so, it shouldn't be like this now.
there is a problem! But I don’t know what went wrong! This made Su Yonghe a little irritable. Thinking about these issues had never been his strong point. Xiao Shen, who was good at using his brain in this area, was stuck in Yang'an.
Horse riding! Su Yonghe just wanted to scold her.
"Everyone, step back five meters, now!"
With a roar, everyone could hear Su Yonghe's anxiety and impatience.
Standing on the edge of Yang'an, Zhang Yuan's face was gloomy and scary. He had already realized that there was a problem, and he didn't know whether it could be solved. This kind of people went through hardships for a glimmer of hope, and just missed it but didn't know where it went. Problem feeling.
It can really drive people crazy.
"Listen to him, hurry up!" Li Geng roared into the intercom, and the order was accurately transmitted to the ears of everyone present. The encirclement centered on the live pile retreated in unison, revealing a large vacuum area.
"Crack!"
There was a thunder and lightning, and when silver lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, after the light disappeared, everyone discovered that there was something behind Su Yonghe.
what is that? smoke? Or is it clouds and mist? Or something else.
In short, the thing appeared from Su Yonghe's body and condensed its outline in mid-air. The overall image was majestic and terrifying. Under the cover of the rain curtain, it looked even more strange and mysterious.
In full view of everyone, Su Yonghe let out an angry roar, and the ethereal ghost in mid-air suddenly took action and reached for the living stake that was submerged in the ground.
A strange collision of forces was imminent, and the supernatural invasion made Su Yonghe change his expression.
The trouble did not disappear, and the supernatural power of the piles was still there. Su Yonghe could even feel the terrifying invasion, as if he wanted to skin him and cramp him. For a moment, he actually wanted to go deep into the ground and replace the five strangers. impulse.
Su Yonghe tried to withdraw his hands, but Su Yonghe's expression didn't look good. It didn't feel good to forcibly cut off the supernatural invasion.
If it weren't for the fact that Shengzhuang seemed to be in trouble at this moment, then Su Yonghe was definitely in trouble now.
There was another strange wave, and Su Yonghe's arm was successfully evacuated. Due to the reaction force, he took a few steps back to regain his balance. His expression was quite ugly.
"How is the situation?" Zhang Yuan was already at the side, and he asked about the situation immediately.
"No, the trouble is big. I don't know what happened. Anyway, the weird ability to generate stakes is still there, but it has no effect. The whole Yang'an is like a dead city now, and the plan to generate stakes as a guide has completely failed. "Su Yonghe's face was ugly. He was thinking quickly if there was any other way, but nothing in his mind worked. There was nothing he could do now.
"How could this happen?" Zhang Yuan couldn't accept it. "The stakes have been planted, and the supernatural horror is fully activated. Four people can break through the ghost realm in Yang'an. Why can't five people do it now?"
This is simply impossible. Zhang Yuan doesn't know how to evaluate what is happening in front of him. If it were normal, he would have to say that this is fucking unscientific, but Terrorist Resurrection never talks about science, and anything can happen here.
"I don't know." Su Yonghe's nasal voice was heavy and dull.
"Is there any other way? I remember that there are still a few supernatural items left behind by the previous innovation conference. Can we start from here? Let's try it." Zhang Yuan asked.
Su Yonghe looked at him with an unprecedentedly cold expression.
"Among the supernatural items of Azi's Innovation Association, the scariness of the living pile is one of the best. If this thing doesn't have any effect, then if we want to open up the situation from here, we must at least find something that is twice as scary as this thing, let alone this thing. Whether we can find something or not, even if we can, is not something we can control.”
Zhang Yuan was silent. He didn't know, but what could he do now? What to do? After working hard to this point, we can't just forget it now and give up Captain Shen completely.
Zhang Yuan could never forget that when he was down and out, Shen Lin carried everything for him like a giant.
If Shen Lin decided not to abandon him at that moment, it would be the same now.
No matter how difficult it is, as long as Zhang Yuan can handle it, he will find a way.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan's expression calmed down, but no one noticed the madness and bloodshed hidden under this calmness.
"I will report the relevant situation to the headquarters. Captain Shen once said that there are some supernatural items in the inventory of the Ghost Controller Headquarters, which may be able to help the current situation."
"Is this useful? Is it too late?" Su Yonghe asked.
"If it doesn't work, you have to try it. The supernatural files that Captain Shen left us clearly recorded that he named the ghost codenamed "Ghost Pawn Shop". There is a possibility of trading this thing, but it will cost a lot. I will try to think of it. A way to communicate this thing can provide us with a glimmer of hope." Zhang Yuan said.
"Then you should know more. Shen Lin clearly explained the big trouble of the ghost pawn shop. This thing will determine whether you have the ability to repay before the transaction. If not, you will most likely die there. You think you can handle Yang'an. Big trouble, even if it gives you a chance to survive, what are the chances of solving the big trouble in Yang'an? We have no way to deal with this ghost now. Do you expect the ghost pawnshop to agree to this kind of deal? He will die there on the spot!" Su Yonghe! The voice was sullen and he looked at Zhang Yuan.
"I know." Zhang Yuan was very calm, and said calmly that this plan that had a high probability of his own death did not seem to be proposed by him.
"It doesn't matter, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance of saving Captain Shen, I will try. If I can't come back, Daxia will be left to you, Brother Su."
Zhang Yuan just looked at Su Yonghe, his eyes were calm and pleading, and Su Yonghe lost all his temper.
"The crime of riding a horse, the crime of riding a horse, labor and management must owe him Xiao Shen in the past life." Su Yonghe directly took off his raincoat, scratched his head irritably in the rain, and then pushed Zhang Yuan away angrily.
"Step aside, it's not your turn to be a hero yet."
As soon as the voice fell, before Zhang Yuan could speak, he saw the ghost-like shadow appear.
The thing no longer floated behind Su Yonghe, but stepped forward step by step until it completely overlapped with Su Yonghe's figure.
At that moment, the ghosts and gods were Su Yonghe, and Su Yonghe was the ghosts and gods.
He looked at Yang An in front of him, his eyes full of anger, and his big illusory hand stretched out, as if to push open the invisible door.
Touched, Su Yonghe did touch something.
Then, he felt incredible power pouring into his body. The sudden increase in the terror of the ghost made him feel frightened. Su Yonghe had never encountered such a situation.
The fierce ghost that belongs to him will bring the power to balance everything, just like his code name, King of Equality.
The person or ghost you look at will trigger this law for a short time, and then the person or ghost present who is targeted by the evil ghost will balance the power uncontrollably until they are completely equal.
Now, Su Yonghe is neutralizing the evil ghost that has enveloped Yang'an.
Feeling the terrifying supernatural force that was like a flood, Su Yonghe's expression became worse and worse.
He knew that he was in big trouble, but there was no turning back when he opened his bow. When he sensed the ghost, the ghost had also sensed him, and the supernatural reverse invasion would soon come.
The hard work paid off, and Yang An finally changed in front of him at that moment.
(End of chapter)
