Today is the full moon, and there are not many lights in the small place. You can see the stars all over the sky. But at this time, the black mist in the alley swallowed up the original light, leaving only complete darkness.
Jie Nanshi was standing in the middle of the street, holding a command charm between his middle and index fingers. He frowned and looked at the incense shop in front of him. At this time, the door of the shop was wide open, and all the paper figures in the room came to life. , all of them stood upright, their black eyes looking at Jie Nanshi and Du Anchen outside, with weird laughter floating around.
Before burning the incense, Xie Nanshi looked in the direction pointed by Du Anchen, and happened to meet the eyes of a paper-tied man who sat up, and then the scene turned into this.
Du Anchen sounded a little surprised: "Are these all ghosts?"
"It's driven by resentment, but the only ones with this ability are the White Walkers." Xie Nanshi explained subconsciously, and couldn't help but frowned, "How did your Safety Department select people?"
"Well, there are certain selection criteria." Du Anchen said casually: "What should we do now? How about we withdraw first?"
Xie Nanshi didn't have a good impression of the Ping An Division. Now, the people in the Ping An Division who he has come into contact with personally are from the Song Dynasty. His spiritual veins are tangled and chaotic and he has no cultivation qualifications. Although Du Anchen has not explored the veins, he is obviously also a martial artist. The reckless people who destroy evil do not even have the most basic common sense and vision. Now it seems that "big heart" is a unique blessing in the same vein.
He noticed that Du Anchen was looking at him with a vague look of expectation. Xie Nanshi added "face control" after "big heart".
"It's not that easy to leave." Xie Nanshi grabbed Du Anchen and stepped back, and a burst of black energy suddenly rushed out of the gap in the small tile. But this black energy was isolated in a small world by some unknown means and was not leaked out.
After all, Du Anchen had a background in martial arts. She reacted quickly enough and immediately pulled back a few feet. When she saw that the entrance to the alley where they came from had disappeared, she fell into the alley and the giant sword was drawn out from behind. Sweeping out the domineering sword wind, the door panel of the incense and candle shop was broken.
Jie Nanshi didn't expect Du Anchen to be so direct, holding out the talisman at his fingertips. Du Anchen's figure was like a red light, but the talisman was faster than her, hitting the group of paper figures who suddenly seemed alive when they saw the light of day.
In the golden light, the paper man felt the fresh air, and became more and more active for a while. He stood upright and fell in the other direction. His completely black eyes stared at Jie Nanshi, and the mouth drawn with a red pen suddenly tore open, A weird paper-folding laugh. Anyone who retreats slowly will be destroyed by the golden light emitted by the talisman.
Du Anchen looked back at Xie Nanshi, probably feeling that this was a person who could give him the truth, and his sword path became more and more open. With a "choking" sound, the sword seemed to have struck the metal and stone, but the paper was not damaged at all. With such great force, he couldn't even cut open a piece of paper.
Du Anchen's expression became solemn. She knew very well how strong she was. Either the paper was special or the ghost was too powerful.
"Hehe, sister, do you want to play with us?" Du Anchen just stopped for a moment, and immediately countless paper figures surrounded Du Anchen, cutting off her retreat.
"Okay, I'll just play with you!" Du Anchen was not afraid. Instead, his eyes were bright and he held the sword in his backhand. All the paper figures around him were blown away by her power.
There were too many paper people in the incense and candle shop, so the talismans could not last long and eventually lost their effectiveness. The paper man who had just been suppressed by the golden light immediately attacked Jie Nanshi. One of the paper dolls, with braids and a red face, smiled and came to Xie Nanshi's ear: "My little brother is so good-looking, can I make a paper doll like you?"
It is a rule not to pierce living people with paper, not to mention that I have never heard of paper people piercing paper figures. However, Xie Nanshi just frowned and closed his eyes, straightened the middle finger of his left hand, put the tips of his thumb and index finger opposite each other, and pinched Wang Tianjun.
When the paper man saw that Nan Shi had no reaction, he smiled and pressed his head against his back. But as soon as the paper skin touched the Jie Nan Stone, it screamed and peeled itself off from the Jie Nan Stone, and the part that had just been attached showed a burnt black color.
The next moment, Jie Nanshi opened his eyes. His face was pale and somewhat sickly, but his eyes were as cold as ice. A trace of gold flashed in his eyes. The ten fingers of his hands quickly flew around and pinched one by one. imprint.
The paper figures seemed to feel something and wanted to escape in a panic. The next moment, they were burned by golden light and disappeared in an instant.
Du Anchen was using his giant sword to resist the attack of a paper man. When he saw this scene from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and muttered in a low voice: "This makes me look useless."
Probably because he wanted to give the Department of Peace a voice, Du Anchen sighed while reaching out and wiping the edge of the giant sword. The rich smell of blood stained the sword body. Du Anchen curled his lips and smiled, and the sword light struck forward with a bloody aura.
Those dark and indistinguishable auras were split open by the sharp sword light, and a burst of arguing echoed. The paper-struck people were all involved in the sword light, and were strangled on the spot. A path opened up in the black mist like dawn. Come.
"What a killing sword." Jie Nanshi looked at the giant sword in Du Anchen's hand and sighed in a low voice. However, the next moment, fire burst into the sky. The fire ripped open the darkness, and the original isolation barrier in the alley completely disappeared at this moment.
Xie Nanshi frowned, his steps only paused for a moment, and then he rushed directly into the sea of fire.
"Hey!" Du Anchen stretched out his hand to stop Xie Nanshi, but was still half a step too late. Her expression changed slightly, and she stamped her foot and rushed in.
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"Suck it." The sound of swallowing noodles broke the silence on the second floor of the restaurant. Song Yu raised his head and glanced at the crowd, then drank half the bowl of noodles in one go.
The delicacies cannot be eaten or smelled in front of you. If you fill your stomach at this time, your appetite will slowly disappear. Song Yu put down his bowl sadly and indignantly. He seemed to have just noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Why are everyone so nervous? I'm just asking casually, don't delay your meal, it won't taste good when it's cold."
"Sir, what do you mean by this?" Qi Huai asked in a gloomy voice.
"It's nothing. It's just that the main road to and from Qinghe Town was built with Mr. Qi's help. I estimate that Mr. Qi should know better than the locals of Qinghe Town about which town we have closer connections with and where monsters are more frequent." ." Song Yu's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "Hey, aren't these what you just said? Could it be that you said it wrong?"
Everyone present's eyes wandered for a moment, and they didn't know whether they didn't want to be confronted by Song Yu or by Qi Huai.
At this time, Qi Huai was not sure whether Song Yu was really stupid or whether the information from the old master's bookkeeper was wrong. After a pause, he raised his hand to pour a glass of wine, as if to toast Song Yu, the manager of the Security Department: "I do know a little bit about these things. But after all, the alien ghosts and the ordinary people are two worlds, and the flow of the alien ghosts should be Department of Safety..."
"No, it's not good!" A man who looked like a boy climbed up the stairs in a panic, went straight to Qi Huai, cried and knelt down, "Mr. Qi, help! Something happened to my master!"
"How can you behave in a panic and offend the steward?"
The boy's face was full of tears and runny nose. He couldn't listen to these reprimands and wailed: "My master is dead! It's a White Walker! It must be a White Walker!"
When the young man raised his face in embarrassment and begged Qi Huai to give his family some help.
Song Yu suddenly stood up - he recognized this NPC. It was this person who cried and reported the crime during the first week, interrupting one of his side missions. But that time was the fifth day after he entered "Meeting the Gods", but now it happened two days earlier. Could it be that there was some unexpected development in the investigation over the past two days that successfully advanced the plot?
Unfortunately, he originally wanted to take advantage of the banquet to find the first deceased person.
Song Yu lowered his head and turned the wine glass casually. Xie Nanshi's calm but compassionate eyes flashed unconsciously in his mind, and he was in a daze for a moment. The sense of immersion that he had deliberately downplayed after entering the game involuntarily deepened, and he also unconsciously felt more awe and sadness at the news of his death.
When they heard that someone had died, or was killed by a strange ghost, everyone present was panicked. Local lawsuits are usually handled by the Department of Security. The old clerk stood up and subconsciously wanted to ask Qi Huai for instructions, but Song Yu grabbed his arm from behind. Regardless, this old guy really can't tell the difference between priorities.
He reached over Qi Huai and pulled up the boy who was crying until his bones were weak: "I am the manager of the Safety Department, leading the way."
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The deceased squire's surname was Zhang, a famous minister, and he had some reputation in the local area. The most important thing was that his family was the famous Zhang family in Baizhao City. Although it was just a branch, his unexplained death in Qinghe Town would also attract unrest. Less hassle.
In the dark night, the boy held a lamp and hurriedly led the way, followed by Song Yu, the old master, Qiao Yi, and Mr. Qi Huai. Although the few remaining distinguished guests dining in the quiet building also heard the news, they had no desire to follow. It is often at this time that Song Yu feels like he is actually in the game. After all, in reality, it is human nature to join in the fun, and at this time, no one is interested in such a big fuss like the death of a person.
Song Yu thought absentmindedly while tossing his panel in the void. Logically speaking,
The PCs have come to the door, and the main mission should be triggered, but now there is still no movement at all...
As time went by, Song Yu's anxiety became more and more intense. He was afraid that one day he would be completely lost in this game and forget what reality was. The NPC's behavior was out of touch with normal human nature, which somewhat relieved Song Yu.
While walking through an alley, Song Yu suddenly saw a red light rising into the sky in the distance. He was stunned for a moment, and then heard someone shouting around him: "Fire! Fire!"
Song Yu paused for a moment, having a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately asked the old bookkeeper beside him: "What is the location over there?"
"Over there..." The old chief clerk is still worried about Zhang Chen's death. Why are there so many strange ghosts in his small place... If they are reported out, the new steward may be fine, but he, the chief clerk, will probably Done to the end. "It seems to be Muzi Lane."
