"Is this what it is?"
The golden coffin was a bit heavy, and when the contract was moved from the ground to the ground, it felt full weight.
Several people present looked at each other, no one dared to open it. The thing that Shen Lin placed so carefully was still sealed in the golden coffin. Just think about it and you will know how dangerous it is.
"The coffin cannot be opened. With the weight of this thing, if you want to transport it to Yang'an in a short time, I'm afraid it will have to be carried by four or five helicopters. It will make a lot of noise." Zhang Yuan looked ugly.
Unknown movements are quite troublesome. At present, there are countless pairs of eyes on Daxia, including the Reform Association. As one of the cities guarded by the 12th captain of the headquarters, coupled with Shen Lin's various deeds and legends, Daxia City's every move They are far more eye-catching than ordinary cities.
Now that terror is resurrected, nothing is more attractive than containing the resurgence of evil ghosts. No one knows how Shen Lin did it. In short, there have been similar rumors in the market. It seems that every one of the famous twelve captains in the headquarters has mastered it. He has a unique method to solve the problem of the ghost's resurgence.
No one knows whether the rumor is true or not, but most people believe it to be groundless. In addition, the headquarters deliberately adds fuel to the flames and wants to set twelve benchmark figures in the world of terror recovery. This rumor is so miraculous that others cannot help but believe it. .
In addition, the deeds circulated one by one by the twelve captains in the headquarters do not seem to be afraid of the resurgence of the evil ghost at all, which greatly increases the authenticity of the rumors.
Shen Lin first became a ghost controller. After the Fengmen Village incident, he had experienced similar things. When he first controlled the ghost mother, he killed most of the ghost controllers in the city before the turmoil was stopped. In addition, Dong Wang During the battle in the village, Shen Lin moved freely among the people and killed many people, and even made many people turn against him.
Daxia with Shen Lin is Daxia. Now, both Zhang Yuan and He Tu know very well that if Daxia City's big war is discovered, once someone discovers that there seems to be something wrong with Shen Lin, Daxia City will face What.
I don’t know how many people’s madness can turn the area where Shen Lin is in Daxia City to pieces, just to find out Shen Lin’s solution to the evil ghost’s resurrection.
It doesn't matter whether there is such a way, it doesn't matter whether Shen Lin hides or not. In this desperate world, the possibility of this is enough to make too many people flock to it.
"The four of us can't stop it. If you kill one, there will be a second one. If you kill ten, there will be twenty more. They are all dead anyway. These people will not back down." Zhang Yuan's face was ugly. Except for Ji Hedu is a ghost controller, and terror resurgence is unavoidable. Even if they are able to defeat too many people based on ability or experience, they will be dragged down by themselves sooner or later due to the pressure of the ghosts' resurgence.
It is true that this team has Ji He, but it is difficult for him to defeat the dead hand with two fists. In addition, Ji He's Ji Zhen is too unstable. With Shen Lin's absence, Zhang Yuan cannot guarantee that if Ji He's ghost behaves strangely, You have your own way to solve it.
Taking risks is definitely not the answer. This plan is Team Shen's only chance of survival. Zhang Yuan wants to increase the success rate to the best they can.
Zhang Yuan turned on the headset and whispered.
"Wu Qiu, find a way to contact Professor Wang and explain the situation on Team Shen's side. We need support from the headquarters."
The only person trustworthy in the headquarters is Wang Xiaoming. Zhang Yuan does not want to contact anyone else, otherwise Shen Lin may become an outcast at any time.
"Understood." Wu Qiu did not refute anything. Before Shen Lin left, he made it clear that in his absence, Zhang Yuan would be the acting captain of the team. His orders were Shen Lin's orders. In name, everything in this team now belongs to Zhang Yuan. A young steward who has just turned eighteen.
Fortunately, after many operations, Zhang Yuan has proven his ability. His personality is a bit conservative, but it is enough to win the trust of everyone in the team.
"Put the golden coffin here first. Uncle Zhao will take care of it with me. He Tu will take Ji He with him to take out the things according to the location instructed by Captain Shen."
"Captain Li Geng, prepare the helicopter to carry you. We are ready to go at any time."
"Okay." He Tu nodded. The coordinates of the supernatural file have been calculated. The destination is Daxia, which is not far away. It only takes He Tu three minutes at most to get back and forth.
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Yang'an.
The pain from the depths of memory makes Shen Lin a little overwhelmed. The situation is very bad. Due to the excessive use of abilities, the mummy part of the ghost mother is rapidly transforming, and the reanimation is about to be completed. After the ghost has swallowed the born ghost fetus, it is about to grow. complete.
Looking at the ghost mother's closed eyes deep in his memory, Shen Lin no longer knew how to restrain the ghost.
After growing up, the ghost mother is too terrifying, so terrifying that even though she has not fully recovered, the restless ghost who was eager to recover before has now made no movement at all.
The balance of the ghost belonging to Shen Lin was completely restored, and tilted greatly in the direction of the ghost mother, and the ghost aspect was completely suppressed.
Opening his eyes during the struggle, his overly tense spirit became increasingly exhausted after a brief moment of relief.
Wang Jiang, who was waiting on the sidelines, stepped forward immediately after seeing Shen Lin wake up.
"Captain Shen."
"How long have I rested?" His body and spirit were already overwhelmed. His body was fine, and it didn't matter that his body was overworked by the ghosts. But the mental pressure had reached its peak and there was a danger of collapse at any time. Shen Lin had to rest.
Wang Jiang checked his watch carefully, with a mixed expression on his face.
"fifteen minutes."
After Wang Jiang finished his answer, the urgent desire in his heart made him want to say more, but his reason kept him from saying anything.
He wanted to ask if there was still hope in Yang'an, if they could only wait to die, and if there was any other way. Wang Jiang was full of questions and helpless.
"Has anything happened during this period?" Fifteen minutes is already a good time. Considering Shen Lin's current situation, if he really falls asleep, the ghost mother might wake up from her sleep.
Li Gui was in a precarious state, and he didn't have much time to waste.
"No, everything is normal." Wang Jiang responded.
No matter how long it takes, Shen Lin can't adapt to this situation. Normality under abnormality is like having a pending machete above your head. You know that it will fall sooner or later, but you don't know when. The fear and uneasiness are far from that. Ordinary situations can be compared.
A quantum superposition of hope and despair, God knows what they will encounter next time.
"Continue to use drones to monitor the situation of the haunted house on Chaoxing Road, seal Ding Yi and the three of them in a safe house or a golden coffin, and let me know if there is any abnormality in the future."
Blocking Ding Yi and the three of them is tantamount to changing the communication channel of the Drumming and Passing Flowers incident. Shen Lin cannot confirm how this ghost currently exists, and whether the ghost that is suspected to be the complete puzzle piece of the Ghost Master can be captured. In short, he has nothing better to do at the moment. method.
The drumming and spreading of flowers, the Chaoxing Road ghost house incident, and the Huangquan Road incident are the only three incidents left in Yang'an.
If imprisoning Ding Yi and others is tantamount to being related to the Beating the Drum and Passing Flowers Incident, then the survival of the Chaoxing Road Haunted House Incident or the Huangquan Road Incident will directly determine the next fate of Yang'an.
When the evil ghost exists, attack the evil ghost.
So what if the evil ghost is gone? What will this city face? Only God knows.
Do your best and obey fate. The oppression of the Ghost Mother has made Shen Lin unable to further use his supernatural powers. Any stimulation may cause the Ghost Mother to immediately revive.
He just looked at the direction in which Su Yonghe disappeared, and now he only hoped that everything he told him could be completed successfully.
That may be their last hope.
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In the city of vain death, in front of everyone, Huang Ruoping, who had just spoken nonsense, looked horrified, damn, what happened.
Huang Ruoping reached out and touched the blood-stained stone turtle on his chest, his entire expression was so unbelievable.
Most of the tortoise shell is embedded in the flesh, set on Huang Ruoping's chest, like a stone gem. What's even weirder is that you can vaguely see the stone turtle's head shaking, trying to drill deeper. Entering, Huang Ruoping's chest inlaid with the stone turtle's flesh groove seemed to have taken root. No matter how the stone turtle moved, it could not break free.
Something is wrong, very wrong.
The inlay pattern of this meat tank belongs to the method of suppressing ghosts inherited by the Huang family. The meat tank looks like it was dug out of Huang Gantang's body, but it is actually a supernatural item. The ghosts who enter it will be killed because of the special characteristics of the meat tank. Imprisoned in it, the evil ghost can only be forced to live in this small space.
This is very different from gold's detention ability, and it's unclear how the Republic of China figured it out.
While the meat trough is imprisoning the cabinet, it will also corrode Huang Ruoping himself. Within thirty years, Huang Ruoping's entire body will be eaten away by this weird meat trough, and then he will die.
This is nothing. Thirty years is already an elusive lifespan for a ghost controller.
There are two stone turtles, one at my place and one at Han Zizhong's place.
Since the Huang family and Han family accidentally encountered this city in the late Republic of China, they have tried their best to research it. Finally, significant results were achieved in the 1980s, and they succeeded in Huang and Han's father's generation.
Each of the two turtles has the ability to influence the City of Wasted Death to a certain extent.
In the city of vain death, they are undefeated.
Outside the city of Wusi, because of the characteristics of the stone turtle, they can escape into the city and leave at any time.
But now, Huang Ruoping was shocked to find that no matter how hard he tried, there was no response from Wusi City. He could even feel that the flesh groove on his chest was getting tighter and tighter, and there was a sign that the stone turtle would be completely swallowed up.
This is simply unbelievable. In the past, the terror of the Stone Turtle has always been something that the Meat Tank could not withstand, and it might need some assistance from time to time. Huang Ruoping had never encountered this situation before, as if the terror belonging to the Stone Turtle had been lost.
Without his own supernatural power, he is no different from ordinary people.
In a daze, Su Yonghe kicked Huang Ruoping away with huge force.
On the side, Xu Fang, who had not understood why Su Yonghe brought the dog before, now completely understood.
The big white-haired dog that was docile just now seemed to be infected by something at this moment. Xu Fang could clearly feel something was wrong. The arms belonging to the hugger were suppressing the big white-haired dog tightly.
He had a feeling that this dog was like controlling a ghost. He could feel the ability that belonged to the ghost, but it seemed that because of unknown reasons and because he was still suppressing it, this thing could not be released.
Su Yonghe's face was full of irritation as he stepped on Huang Ruoping's head.
"Let me ask you one last time, where is Qin Mingshi?"
Huang Ruoping's face was full of anger as his body felt tingling.
"Su Yonghe, are you looking for death if you blame him? Do you know what you are doing? You really want to go against the entire Reform Association."
Rolling his eyes and walking several meters again, Su Yonghe almost laughed angrily.
"I really don't understand if you guys have survived so long because your brains were gnawed by dogs."
"Qin Mingshi wanted to cause trouble for the sake of his family glory of being the second in the feudal family."
"What do you want? To be king and play house in the modern era? When I was with Qin Ming, I was played around like a dog. What do you want? Do you really think you are powerful? And what kind of self-confidence makes you think you can do it? How to solve the resurgence of evil ghosts in modern times?"
"Idiot! Are you looking at the inheritance of the Su family for nothing? It has been solved once during the Republic of China. We have the experience of our ancestors and are fully prepared. Our ancestors succeeded once. We are more prepared than them. We are not starting from scratch. Of course we can success."
Huang Ruoping yelled.
"Damn it, he's mentally ill. He was fooled by Qin Mingshi and even counted money."
Su Yonghe didn't bother to ask any more questions after half a sentence, but the ghost behind him appeared again.
This was the first time Huang Ruoping faced Su Yonghe directly. He looked at everything in front of him in shock, and then felt the tingling pain all over his body and the sudden weakness.
The feeling of weakness came suddenly, violently, and unstoppably, as if his entire life was passing quickly.
There isn't much else in the city, but there are plenty of corpses.
The life that belonged to Huang Ruoping was equally divided among the six corpses the moment Su Yonghe took action.
This is Su Yonghe's limit. He can't do more, but it is enough for Huang Ruoping.
Question, does one seventh of life still count as life?
How long can one in seven people stay alive?
The answer is "5 seconds", which may also include the time for Li Gui's law to be activated.
Huang Ruoping felt his vision gradually blurring in a trance, and then completely lost consciousness.
The King of Equality, all things are equal. Huang Ruoping was not only given six-sevenths of his life, but also six-sevenths of death brought to him by the seven corpses.
One-seventh of life + six-seventh of death = what?
This question is not difficult to calculate, and Huang Ruoping gave the most direct answer.
Su Yonghe had a sullen face. The ghosts and gods behind him did not dissipate. The ghosts and gods held down the stone turtle with their empty hands, hindering the ghost's recovery. He looked at Xu Fang.
"Ask him where he is."
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In Daxia City, Zhao Ziliang shouted fiercely, lifted the golden coffin onto the rope, and then did not leave as planned. Instead, he stood there and looked at the almost crazy ghost controller in front of him, showing an almost mocking smile.
"Brother Zhao! What are you going to do?"
Zhang Yuan's voice sounded in the headset, Zhao Ziliang lit a cigarette and took a few puffs.
"Put it down. Do you believe what you say? Since these people can get the news so quickly, it means that someone is adding fuel to the flames. These people will not let us go so easily. Don't even think about the fairy tale of family reunion. Someone has to stay. After the break."
"It just so happens that after much thought, there seems to be no one more suitable than me. What do you think we should do?"
He Tu used his abilities one after another, and the evil ghost needed to be calmed down to revive, and he might need to use it next.
Zhang Yuan couldn't use Li Gui for a long time. The ability of the unlucky ghost could only affect people or ghosts to a certain extent, and it would not play a decisive role in this situation.
The uncertainty about Ji Hyuk and Ji Zhun is too high.
At the scene, Li Gui was stable and had the ability to break the back. It seemed that except for him, Zhao Ziliang, there was no one else.
No one moved at the scene.
Zhao Ziliang threw away the headset, stamped out the cigarette butts in his hand, and said something.
"Fuck, what do you think this is?"
(End of chapter)
