The fourth mummy hung upside down from the ceiling, howling at Sun Dasheng like a demonstrative, and then the mummy crawled like a spider towards the exit of the hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

How could Sun Dasheng let it escape, he saw Sun Dasheng's eyes glaring, and with a "z" sound, two golden lights erupted from Sun Dasheng's eyes, and the golden light shot on the mummy's body, and the mummy suddenly let out a miserable scream, black smoke overflowed, and the mummy fell to the ground.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

There was a noise of footsteps from below the second floor, and several armed security guards rushed up, and as soon as they reached the entrance of the hall, the security guards saw the mummy falling on the ground, and these security guards jumped in fright......

After that, it's simpler. Anyway, the museum was in a big mess, first the police ran over, and then the Super Gas Bureau immediately took over the case when they heard the news.

The museum's monitoring data was all transferred by the Super Gas Bureau, and the mummy's secretions were carefully collected, and Chen Xiaoyi? He was immediately admitted to the hospital.

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In the hospital, Chen Xiaoyi recounted his experience, and Ling Hu Han listened to the whole incident with a frown.

The mummy was actually resurrected, if it wasn't for watching the video before, Linghu Han would have thought it was a fantasy talk.

"Those mummies were infused with ghosts, but in fact, this is ordinary ghost puppetry. Mummies are activated by more powerful demons. ”

Sun Dasheng said his opinion lightly, and Ling Hu Han asked in a low voice:

"What do you mean?"

"That Grim Reaper, the bull-headed horse face that came out of hell before, we haven't found it so far.

Ghost puppetry is the most common corpse control spell, and the purpose of controlling the dead is to establish one's own ghost pawn.

The Minotaur is ready to move, and it is expanding its strength to capture more souls. ”

……

At the headquarters of the Southern Bureau of the Paranormal Meteorological Bureau, Linghu Han is holding an emergency internal meeting to study the effects of this mummy incident.

Participants shared their judgments, and data analysts provided global data analysis. One of the materials caught everyone's attention.

"The Ebola virus is spreading rapidly in East Africa, and the World Health Organization has issued a global warning of the outbreak.

WHO has sent a dedicated medical team to East Africa and launched an appeal to developed countries, and WHO wants more countries to be involved in controlling the outbreak.

As of yesterday, 521 people in eastern Africa have been infected with the Ebola virus, of which 160 have died and 361 are in isolation.

The Ebola virus is in danger of global spread. ”

"What do you think?"

Linghu Han asked, and the staff in the conference room discussed. Soon one of the participants raised his hand, and he held a record and said:

"I remember the last meeting when our newly hired consultant talked about this.

He said that it was the Grim Reaper, the legendary bull and horse, who escaped from the ground, and that when the Grim Reaper came out, it would bring large-scale plague and death.

Could the spread of Ebola be what he called the plague? ”

The meeting quickly set the direction of the work, and a report was submitted, urging the state to send a professional medical team, and the Occult Meteorological Bureau was willing to help the medical team.

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In the hospital, Chen Xiaoyi still vomited from time to time. The hospital had washed his intestines many times, but those black things seemed to be unclean, and Chen Xiaoyi's physique was quite weak.

Sun Dasheng peeled an apple for him, and Chen Xiaoyi frowned:

"Great Sage, can I still get better?"

"Absolutely!"

Sun Dasheng replied with a smile: "This is the Yin Death Mud, something from hell, and after pouring it into the human body, it can summon the dead spirit, so those four mummies are resurrected."

Your luck is very good, you have cultivated the basic exercises I taught you, so your little spiritual power can still maintain your sanity, otherwise you would be a zombie now. ”

"Yesterday was terrible!"

Chen Xiaoyi's eyes showed a look of fear, and he recalled the moment when the mummy was made.

The mummy, tied in strips of rotten cloth, cracked open its mouth, and its foul-smelling mouth came to the other.

The mummy's mouth was like tree bark, it pressed against Chen Xiaoyi's mouth, and then with a "wow", gurgling black mud sprayed in from the mummy's abdomen......

"Vomit", Chen Xiaoyi couldn't help but lie on the head of the bed and vomit again, this time it was finally light water, and after vomiting, Chen Xiaoyi lay weakly on the hospital bed.

Sun Dasheng lifted the bag next to the bed, he took out a bronze mirror from the bag, and Chen Xiaoyi was overjoyed when he saw it.

"Looking in the mirror?! You helped me get it back! ”

Sun Dasheng said with a smile:

"Nice baby, of course I'll pick it up. Here you go, you've been thinking about this thing for a long time, right? ”

Chen Xiaoyi took the mirror excitedly, and Ling Hurui next to him also came over curiously to take a look. Chen Xiaoyi pretended to follow Ling Hurui, but Ling Hurui smiled and hid to the side. The atmosphere in the ward is much better.

……

In a remote town, the People's Square is very lively at night, where nearby uncles and aunts are dancing and the younger people are playing roller skating.

Just as the people in the square were having fun, a foul smell mixed with perfume suddenly wafted in, and the smell was extremely unpleasant, and the people in the square stopped dancing.

"Who? Who's dragging here? It's too much! ”

The people in the square cursed, and they sniffed and looked over. People saw a beggar passing in the distance, wrapped in tattered clothes, who was hunched over into the distance.

"If you stink, you will die far away, it really stinks to death."

The beggar bent over and bowed his head, his figure looking weak. After two steps, there was a "pop" sound from the beggar's feet, and a black whirring thing fell to the ground.

"I'm rotting, I'm rotting......"

The beggar muttered to himself, he lifted his hands up, and the beggar shoved back the entrails that had fallen out of his abdomen, and the stench became stronger.

The beggar pressed his hand on his abdomen, and there was no flesh on his palm, and a white bone paw pressed against the piercing belly, and only a little rotten skin hung on the claw.

"I'm rotting, I'm rotting......"

The beggar went to the shade of the tree, and under the shade of the tree were a few young men who were smoking, and the young men smelled the stench, so they threw a stone at the beggar and went away swearing.

The beggar found a quiet place, he squatted down, the beggar seemed to be practicing, and a black qi was released from his body.

At this moment, another man and a woman hurriedly walked over, and the two were obviously looking for a hidden position.

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