"What's in here?"
Li Datou still couldn't find the key, so the ghost story trio looked through Li Changan's backpack out of boredom.
I have already gone through my notes, voice recorder, camera and other items, but there is nothing to say. There is only a heavy iron cylinder half an arm long, and the lid is tightly sealed and cannot be opened. I don’t know what is inside.
The three of them gathered together and found a hammer to smash it open to see what was going on.
But just as the hammer was raised, it had not yet fallen.
The iron cylinder buzzed and suddenly began to vibrate.
Wang Mazi, who was holding the iron tube, said "ouch" and suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been pricked by a needle.
"What's wrong?"
"These things are leaking electricity!"
He sucked his fingers in his mouth and cursed vaguely. This battle attracted Yang Sanli's attention. He waved, and the three of them obediently took a towel, wrapped the iron tube several times thickly, and handed it over.
However, just such a small amount of effort.
The iron tube squeaked and trembled more and more.
In Yang Sanli's hands, it seemed as if something was about to burst out of his body.
People in the hall were busy discussing.
"What's in here?"
Batteries, cameras, tripods, portable fans... there are random speculations, and some even say it is a remote-controlled bomb.
Until a voice from far away came up with a rather unreliable answer.
"sword."
This group of people were just talking nonsense, but when they heard such a serious answer, they burst into laughter, but the sound became more and more unreliable.
"Flying sword."
You’ve seen too much!
It was so ridiculous that it made people laugh, but the laughter in the hall was actually smaller than before.
Wang Mazi grinned and laughed a few times, but suddenly found that the atmosphere was a little cold. He rolled his eyes and saw General Manager Yang's unkind expression. He quickly covered his mouth and followed his gaze.
I saw a person who shouldn't be there leaning on the doorway connecting the corridor to the inside of the hall.
The foreign reporter who was stuffed into a stone lattice to eat cockroaches.
Li Changan.
…
"Mr. Li is really good at it!"
Yang Sanli stared at the Taoist priest for a long time, then suddenly shook his head and laughed.
"What are you still doing?"
All the black-clad "security guards" in the hall stood up and silently picked up the steel pipes and machetes they carried with them.
Yang Sanli pushed up his glasses.
"I want to live!"
As soon as these words came out, like an order was given, these "security guards" swarmed towards me with ferocious faces.
But Li Changan closed the door slowly, before the first steel pipe came over.
Flicked the light switch on the wall.
The entire hall fell into darkness.
…………
The hall was originally a mess of objects.
Leng Budinghei made such a move, and the group of "security guards" who rushed towards him were in bad luck.
The toe hits the table leg, the dick hits the corner of the table, the person who can't stop the car hits others, the one who can stop the car gets hit by others, people get on top of others, and people squeeze in.
It was pitch dark.
First, there was a constant banging sound.
Then, there was a mess of painful shouts and curses.
After a while, someone finally had the consciousness to take out his cell phone.
However, as soon as the faint light came on, it suddenly rose high and flew away.
As it flipped in the air, the faint light swept past the side of the phone's owner.
A ghostly shadow and a steel pipe whizzing down were revealed.
"Snapped."
The phone fell to the ground, the screen flickered a few times and finally went off.
At the same time, there was a crisp sound of broken bones and a short miserable howl.
There was a sudden silence in the hall, and then it suddenly boiled!
…
Yang Sanli saw all this in his eyes.
He was a little restless.
What happened was beyond his expectation.
He actually didn't care how Li Changan escaped from the stone prison. It was just due to the negligence of his men or the rescue by outsiders. In any case, as long as this cowardly reporter is caught and a few bones are broken, the truth will come to light. However, he looked towards the field...
The hall was noisy, with bright or dark mobile phone lights shining everywhere, but the hall was too big, too dark, and too messy... Everyone was like headless flies, waving the things in their hands, buzzing at the top of their voices, just Occasionally, there would be light to catch the attacker's shadow, but it would be accompanied by his companions' lung-splitting wails, and then disappear into the shadows, causing even greater chaos.
It's like a cat teasing a bunch of blind mice.
Yang Sanli thought so.
Immediately, a "mouse" shook his cell phone and ran into him in a panic.
Yang Sanli couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and grabbed the man. The man was also dizzy, and he raised the thing in his hand without thinking.
"Look clearly!"
Yang Sanli pulled the other party's head to his eyes.
"it's me!"
These fools are hopeless.
"Are you playing hide and seek with him?"
He almost sprayed the leek leaves from his teeth onto the other person's face.
"Go turn on the lights!"
The man actually showed a look of enlightenment, nodded hurriedly, and was about to turn around to do what he was told.
Sudden.
A scream erupted amidst the noise, and a steel pipe came out of the darkness and hit the "security guard" firmly in the face.
Just a moment.
Yang Sanli smelled the rust mixed with blood, heard the bones clicking under the impact, saw the man's eyes bulging and bloodshot, saw the flesh on his cheeks vibrating and shaking, and saw the gums deformed and a molar tooth "popped out".
"ah!"
He screamed and stumbled to the ground.
The molar shattered the glasses, and the broken lenses scratched the eyelids.
At this moment, his right eye was already dripping with blood, but instead he tried to open his eyes wide. He saw his subordinate lying softly on the ground with his eyes blank. He saw a dim light on the screen of his mobile phone next to him, reflecting the A slightly bent and flat steel pipe stained with mottled blood, and the figure holding the steel pipe that was somewhat blurry at the edge of the light.
It's him!
Yang Sanli felt that every hair on his body was exploding. He hurriedly grabbed the iron tube next to him and blocked it in front of him.
But a vague sneer could be heard faintly, and the man just raised a finger to his lips, slowly backed away, and disappeared into the depths of darkness.
Subsequently.
The sharp roar pierced the darkness and overwhelmed the noise in the room.
Yang Sanli screamed at the top of his lungs.
"He's here!"
………
It's like throwing a boulder into boiling water.
This sound simply caused a stir in the hall.
Everyone is buzzing around here.
"Mr. Yang, how are you?"
A stout man arrived first. Yang Sanli recognized him. He was a small leader among the thugs. He was usually reckless and impulsive, but he always disliked the opponent's strong limbs and simple mind. But now, grabbing the strong arm stretched out by the other party, he actually felt an indescribable sense of security.
However.
at this time.
The familiar scream was accompanied by the extremely familiar bent, flat, and blood-stained steel pipe protruding from the darkness.
"Click."
Still right in front of him, the arm he grabbed was bent 90 degrees inward from the elbow joint, and the broken bone stubble pushed up the flesh. And what was disconnected along with it was the string called reason in his brain.
Yang Sanli was going crazy.
Howl.
Like a frightened mouse, it ran out with its hands and feet.
But no matter where he fled, the screams and the terrifying sound of breaking bones and flesh were like gangrene in the bones, chasing him, biting him, and chasing him... until the last light source went out and the last curse fell silent. .
The hall was completely dark, with only cries and moans coming and going.
He finally regained his composure and realized that he had shrunk into the corner of the wall at some point. He shivered and climbed up against the wall, groping for a familiar object in his hand.
That's a switch.
"Snapped."
The long-lost light returned to the hall.
Yang Sanli's body suddenly stiffened and his pupils shrank violently.
That person, no, that devil, was standing in front of him, only four or five steps away.
…………
Yang Sanli stared at Li Changan.
In his eyes, although the other person's forehead was covered with beads of sweat and his breathing was slightly heavy, his expression was calm, as if every corner of his clothes exuded a calm and unhurried look, as if he just returned from a walk in the early morning. Only the steel pipe in his hand was coated with a layer of red blood, and its shape became more and more twisted, like an epileptic red snake that was about to jump up unexpectedly.
Yang Sanli didn't dare to look anymore. He averted his eyes and saw that the hall behind Li Changan was in a mess. The "security guards" were lying on the ground, some holding their stumps and crying, and some moaning like half-dead frogs. There were twitches from time to time, and some were motionless and silent.
died?
His heart trembled.
But the other person seemed to see through his heart.
"rest assured."
Li Changan wiped the blood splattered on his face with his sleeve and replied unconvincingly:
"I act in a measured manner."
Immediately, he dragged the steel pipe and approached slowly and swaying.
Yang Sanli wanted to scream and run away immediately.
But fear blocked his throat, making him unable to make a sound, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead. He could only close his eyes in despair and wait for the judgment to come.
However.
"Bring it here."
"What?"
Yang Sanli opened his eyes blankly and saw Li Changan pointing at his arms.
"The thing in your arms."
Only then did he look down in a daze. It turned out that he was too panicked earlier and forgot to let go of the iron tube.
At the moment, for some unknown reason, the towel wrapped on the outside of the iron tube and the clothes he got close to him were inexplicably torn into pieces, exposing his bloody flesh.
Huh? Why?
While he was in a daze, the iron cylinder shuddered again, and waves of soreness and numbness came from his skin.
He trembled and quickly handed the iron tube back.
…
What's inside the iron tube here is naturally the flying sword embryo.
Even though it was very well-behaved in Li Changan's hands, it was actually a vicious weapon. Li Changan didn't dare to put it at home. Otherwise, when he went back, all the ghosts in the house would have to give up the sword to Huo Huo.
No.
Yang Sanli only held him for such a short time before being cut with blood by the dissipated sword energy.
Yang Sanli was so frightened that he didn't notice. Li Changan had been distracted to appease the sword embryo, for fear that it would not be able to contain its ferocity and would burst out, cutting the group of people in the field into pieces.
The purpose of his trip was to help Captain Yuan fight back, collect evidence, and bring down the local evil forces. Just like in the ancient world, escorting the White Lotus Saint was to complete Yan Xinglie's unfulfilled ambition. Otherwise, wouldn't it be cleaner to settle the matter with one sword?
Li Changan packed up the flying sword and stared at Yang Sanli, but his mind was filled with thoughts.
What to do with this guy?
To be honest, the current situation of the Taoist priest is not good, and there is a price for taking tricks. The "Charging Dragon Jade" driven by "Expelling God" is actually himself, which is like cutting out a piece of his soul and body. It's easy to separate, but if you want to bring it back, you have to spend some time to heal it.
The Taoist priest is now literally out of his mind. Otherwise, there would have been no need to resort to sneak attacks in the dark, let alone so many ruthless attacks.
Now he felt that his body was getting heavier. If Yang Sanli slowed down and tried to run away, he might not be able to catch up in this wilderness.
never mind.
Break one of his legs.
Ever since, under Yang Sanli's horrified eyes, Li Changan raised the steel pipe in his hand high.
And this time.
"Do not move."
The two of them looked over in shock, only to see that the door leading to the corridor had been opened at some point, and a rusty gun barrel and a pile of colorful hairs were poked out.
…………
You can't stop luck when it comes! It’s time for me to make meritorious service and make a fortune!
Fang Duner burst out laughing.
There were no roads up or down this barren mountain. He climbed all the way and "shuttled" down from the mountain. Not only did he look disgraced, but the sky was also completely dark.
In the desolate place, relying on the light from my mobile phone, I hurried back to the quarry.
Just as he was wondering if those bastards had any leftovers for him, unexpectedly, from the window, he caught a glimpse of Li Changan holding a steel pipe and pressing the switch.
Without thinking too much, he concluded that these bastards must kneel down.
Back then, the reporter could beat the shit out of his brothers with a few bamboo sticks, but now, he is holding steel pipes in his hands!
Fang Dun'er wanted to run away at that time, but the wound on his butt was not healed yet.
But thinking of his "grand ambition" and seeing the shotgun in his hand, courage surged into his heart again. But it's definitely not possible to rush in like this. If you act blindly, you might get slapped.
So, he changed his mind, climbed in through the window on the side of the house, and bypassed the corridor through the corridor.
Hey!
Unexpectedly, he achieved a miracle in one fell swoop!
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Yang, I'm here!"
He pointed his gun at Li Changan and stepped in front of Yang Sanli. He kept staring at Yang Sanli from the corner of his eye, clearly seeing the other person's expression changing from despair to surprise, and then from surprise to ecstasy.
Fang Duner was secretly happy.
Become the leader, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life, today is the day!
But before that, there is one more important thing to do.
He took a step forward, put the muzzle of the gun to Li Changan's head, took out the mobile phone in his hip pocket, and turned on the selfie.
In the front camera, he is pointing his gun at his opponent, and every hair of his hair is swaying with high spirits.
"kneel."
The two words "simple" reveal infinite pride and joy.
"Shout, Dad!"
Naturally, Li Changan would not do as he wished. In fact, the Taoist priest did not even raise his hand. He only patted the iron cylinder that was trembling crazily and said calmly:
"too close."
"What is it?!"
Fang Dun'er couldn't believe his ears.
"Do you understand? What is this? A gun!"
"Is it amazing to know martial arts? Believe it or not..."
Sudden.
Fang Dun'er's hand holding the gun tightened and his words stopped abruptly.
He was startled, and subconsciously pulled the trigger. However, he was shocked to realize that the trigger could not be pressed down. After a closer look, it turned out that the other party had grasped the gun body with one hand, and his little finger passed through the guard ring and rested on it. behind the trigger.
"I said……"
Li Changan's voice was unhurried.
"You're too close to me."
After saying that, Fang Dun'er felt his wrist go numb, and the black muzzle of the gun had turned around and was pointed at himself.
Oh haha.
Ruined.
He was about to cry but had no tears when he heard someone say from the other side.
"Yep."
Li Changan stared at the tuft of colorful hair, which seemed vaguely familiar.
"What did you say you were going to shout just now?"
Fang Dun'er didn't answer in a hurry. He only turned around slightly and saw Yang Sanli's shocked, desperate and vicious eyes.
He couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.
When the time comes, heaven and earth all work together, and the heroes are not free when they are transported!
Push the golden mountain and knock down the jade pillar.
"dad!"
…………
Li Changan didn't care that he had such a colorful son.
But this shotgun can be regarded as a timely rain.
With it, there is no need to take into account one's own physical condition. In order to prevent the other party from escaping, the legs of the two people were broken.
Li Changan found a place to rest in the hall, and used a gun to force the two of them to tie up the "security guards" on the ground one by one.
Then, they were escorted through the corridor and into the stone cell.
The stone prison was still the same, dark and damp.
Li Datou was lying at the door, motionless like a corpse.
This guy was so frightened that he fainted, and such a big movement in the hall couldn't wake him up. At this moment, Fang Dun'er just happened to tie them up and move them aside.
"Mr. Li, do you have any other instructions?"
Yang Sanli asked tremblingly.
Li Changan grinned, just like Huang Laowu in the previous ghost story, leaning against the door frame and narrowing his eyes.
"Don't you call these stone grids 'living coffins'?"
The muzzle was raised at them.
"Open the coffin and scatter."
