Bai Lin's run was really sudden, and no one could block it when he was caught off guard. The tall crest's angry shouts were still echoing in the corridor, and Bai Lin had already rushed into the depths of the corner, disappearing into the shadows in a flash. The tall crown was furious, and subconsciously touched the gas eruption button on the head of the crutch, but suddenly felt that his palm was tight, and he was firmly held down by Lin Jian.

"Don't move!" Lin Jian pressed the palm of the tall crown and raised his voice to warn everyone: "Now the hospital is unpredictable, and there is no difference between rash action and looking for death!" ”

Gao Daguan broke free of Lin Jian's hand with all his might: "Then forget it?" ”

"I can't help it if I don't 'forget it'." Lin Jian withdrew his hand calmly: "But this Bai Lin is your assistant anyway, right?" ”

His words faintly implicate the accusation that the tall crown does not know people. Gao Daguan had just been betrayed by his cronies, and he was extremely angry and embarrassed, and when he heard this sentence suddenly, he felt that it was too big to hear, and his tone was immediately difficult to sound: "Mr. Lin's magic is mysterious, didn't he notice the little thoughts in Bai Lin's mind early?" Why not do some preparation sooner? ”

Lin Jian didn't seem to be embarrassed at all, and his expression didn't change: "Even if you find out, it's useless." In any case, Secretary Bai is not the material behind the scenes, and he is just an amateur spy who doesn't even know how to be psychological. Even if he was really caught, what was the use? ”

When it came to psychological elements, Lin Jian paused subtly, and Gao Daguan immediately remembered Bai Linru's expression and anxious acting skills ten minutes ago, and immediately felt that he had nothing to say.

As long as the brains of the masterminds behind the scenes are not broken, they shouldn't let such a stupid person know too much, right?

But......

"You're better to leave people behind." Gao Daguan's tone softened a lot: "He just witnessed the whole spell casting process, what if it was leaked to the enemy?" ”

"It's good if it's leaked." Lin Jian smiled slightly: "If it is going to be leaked, the two of them must at least have a contact, right?" Speaking of which, Secretary Bai's heart is really big enough, he remembers to throw crutches when he runs away, why don't he know to tear off the red thread on his fingers? It's not easy to rip off, though."

He stretched out his left hand and shook it towards the tall crown, the red thread tied to his little finger fluttering, glowing an eerie color in the moonlight. Gao Daguan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally stopped talking. Lin Jian glanced around, his gaze sweeping over the pale and focused faces. Seeing them twist their faces to avoid themselves, and finally go down one after another, admiring the red threads on their fingers. He smiled and put his hand back in his arms.

"Alright, the next thing is to wait."

"What are you waiting for?" Ishihara asked dryly.

"Waiting for Secretary Bai to throw himself into the net, or be abandoned by his accomplices, and run back to reform his life in tears." Lin Jian said leisurely.

He glanced at Secretary Gao from the corner of his eye, and his gaze slid over his blue face: "Of course, Mr. Gao may not just give up his old suspicions." ”

Nonsense.

Everyone muttered from their hearts.

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Su Luo had been standing for a full forty minutes, feeling that his legs were about to be numb by the cold of the night. It's still early summer, but the temperature here is about the same as late autumn, and it's surprisingly cold.

It's a pity that no matter how cold the temperature is, he still has to shrink in the shadow corner, and continue to look at Lin Jian's fluttering figure in white clothes a few meters away (the hospital gown is too big), and the pile of high-ranking officials and dignitaries in front of him with pale faces and panicked expressions - through the bright moonlight, he can clearly see everyone's faces, and can recognize some famous and even powerful figures, but now these noble faces can no longer see a little blood, white as a dead man.

So those things that Lin Jian did were really useful. He thought.

Forty minutes ago, Lin Jian asked him to find a red thread on a whim—of course, he couldn't find it, but Lin Jian immediately saw the red shirt under his sweater.

At that moment, Su Luo's mood was not very good.

Of course, he still knows the general situation very well, even if he is in a bad mood, he obediently takes off his sweater, and then begins to deal with the shirt. However, it was not easy to pull out the cotton thread when there was only broken glass as a tool, not to mention that this unfortunate shirt had been specially treated, and he could not find even a slightly protruding thread. So soon, Su Luo was busy in the cool breeze, sweating profusely, with a sore back, and felt that his eyes were about to be ghosted by the fibers.

He regretted wearing this unlucky dress a little.

During the whole process of Su Luo and the cotton shirt fighting, Lin Jian knelt on the floor two meters away from him, staring at Su Luo's shirt motionlessly, and he didn't know what he was looking at. It wasn't until Su Luo couldn't bear to sneer and tore the precious piece of clothing that he slowly stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the pile of threads and pieces of cloth at Su Luo's feet. Those needles and threads immediately floated into the sky and flew into Lin Jian's hands in a whirlwind. With his right hand closed, he clenched all the scraps into his fist, and after a few seconds, he spread out his palm again, revealing a complete red thread lying on it.

Solo:......

Lin Jian immediately saw that his face was wrong, and quickly explained: "This is just a small illusion, similar to street magic, and it is actually useless." ”

"And what do you want a rope that doesn't have any eggs?" Su Luo was carrying his shirt from a minute ago and two rags now, deeply feeling that he was wasting his time.

"Waste utilization, waste utilization." Lin Jian glanced at his face, and immediately threw out the rope, which swirled a few times in the air, and fell to the end of the corridor with a snap, he clapped his hands and turned his head: "This kind of rope can't be used to cast spells, but it's still no problem to use it to set up formations!" ”

"Array." Su Luo repeated coldly: "Aren't you going to use some southern witchcraft?" ”

"This is the witchcraft of the South." Lin Jian shrugged his shoulders: "Casting spells with red rope is not traditional Taoist spells, and a large part of it is a product of folk witchcraft. In the south, red ropes are generally used as stumbling ropes, which are just the opposite of the effect of straw ropes - plants and trees are frivolous and can bind the same invisible souls; The red rope is much heavier, so it can stumble on something tangible or fleshy. For example, flesh and blood...... Or a very angry soul. ”

Su Luo didn't expect Lin Jian to say such a thing at all, and his tone immediately became stern: "Flesh and blood? And the 'soul with a lot of resentment'? What the hell are you doing? ”

"Of course it can't be a ghost." Lin Jian replied honestly: "Now that we are paralyzed and paralyzed and fainted, where can we provoke a resentful ghost?" What's more, using red lines will only add to the ghost's resentment. This red line is not for others, or for the flesh and blood of Secretary General Gao's subordinates. ”

"What?" Su Luo almost took a breath: "Those are all high-ranking officials and dignitaries, if there is a good one-"

"-- If there's a good one, it's going to be in trouble." Lin Jian immediately took Su Luo's words, he glanced at Su Luo, lowered his head and fiddled with the glass: "I'm not stupid enough to attack these powerful people, even if I want to do it, I have to find a good target to shake the pot...... This red rope is just in case. ”

Su Luo immediately asked, "Just in case?" What exactly do you want to do? ”

Lin Jian didn't answer him immediately, he slowly rotated the glass piece in his hand, and was silent for a moment before speaking: "The spell here is actually very simple. The yin qi in this hospital was already heavy, and those people were frightened and restless...... The moon is too □□ and blooming, and the proper gathering of moonlight can also gather more yin energy, and when the yin energy and yin energy overlap, it will become the yin eye of the whole building, suppressing the yang energy to a minimum. The vast majority of creatures like yang and hate yin, and in this environment of yin and yang, it is easy for people to be excited, uncertain, and even restless. ”

"So what?"

"So it's a good opportunity. These people are usually arrogant characters, if they directly learn from the beauty snake to expose the ** of the powerful, it may be a rehearsal, so only when they are uncertain can they make contributions in one fell swoop. What's more, the yin environment here is also conducive to my mastery of the soul. Using the yin environment and the ** I inquired, I was able to perform a miracle on them, for example, to make them stand up. ”

"Stand up?" Su Luo was shocked: "Can you make them stand up?" ”

"It's just an illusion." Lin Jian explained: "The impact of yin qi coupled with spell seduction, the soul will have symptoms of leaving the body. In this case, you will see all kinds of illusions and wonders, upside down, crazy, and unbelievable...... With hints in advance, it's easy to create the illusion that I'm 'on my feet.'" It's just that hallucinations are always hallucinations, and those who are inside the formation may be confused, but those outside the formation can see clearly. ”

"...... outside the formation" Su Luo said: "You mean me?" ”

Lin Jian nodded: "Not bad." This formation is compatible with the stumbling rope, and once the tall crown steps into this hallway, you must not show your face again unless I tell you to, for example, a rope. (Su Luo's face immediately lost expression) - you need to hide in the corner and wait for an opportunity, and then do as I say. Rest assured, the souls that leave the body are all blind, and their sight and hearing are the impressions of the last moment before leaving the body. In other words, they can neither see you nor hear you unless you walk into the formation...... Got it? ”

"What the hell do you want me to do?" Su Luo frowned, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong. Lin Jian smiled at him

"Carry one thing."

Then he said something that made Su Luo's whole person confused.

The lethality of this sentence was so great that now, a full forty minutes later, Su Luo couldn't help but recall Lin Jian's expression and demeanor when he said this, and secretly wondered if he had been made insane by the yin qi in this corridor first.

In fact, now he can only rely on speculating about Lin Jian's intentions to pass the time. Although he was only a few meters away from the crowd, he could no longer hear what they were saying, and he could only see the tall crown Ishihara and several secretaries and assistants in the East Palace opening their mouths one after another, but only a series of weak rumbling and panting sounds, like the throat of a dying patient...... His familiar voice.

Lin Jian explained this problem to him. He told Su Luo that the reason why people can make sounds is to rely on a breath of yang qi to support the vocal cords of the throat, and then vibrate and breathe, if the soul is separated from the body, the yang qi is exhausted, and the person can no longer drive the throat, and then only the last few qi sounds come out of the mouth, and the unconscious murmuring of the soul that is stimulated by yang energy. These whispers are the language of ghosts, the so-called "funeral texts".

In other words, the group of people in the formation is already more akin to ghosts.

Su Luo tilted his neck uneasily, and his gaze swept over the blue and white faces refracted in the broken glass. He wanted to see Lin Jian's situation a little, but this person sat motionless with his back to him, refusing to even make a slightly larger posture, and the broken glass on the ground could only barely reflect his chin. Su Luo stared at that broken jaw for two or three minutes, and could only look away.

No sooner had he looked up than there was a loud thud at the end of the hallway, as if something heavy had fallen to the floor. He narrowed his eyes to look at the source of the sound, but found that his vision had been completely blocked by the wall around the corner, and he could only see the tall crown waving his hands and his face flushed, as if he had been provoked by something. It's a pity that his voice is only grunting, and no matter how angry he is, he can't hear why. After a few seconds, Lin Jian stood up on the ground and reached out to press the exposed fist of the tall crown's green tendons. Intentionally or unintentionally, he turned to the side and glanced at Su Luo's corner.

This is the "opportunity" to wait for?

Su Luo walked out of the corner, silently brushed the tall crown's huge body, and bypassed the crowd that blocked the corridor tightly. He came to the end of the hallway, and as expected, he saw a red rope and a man paralyzed next to it.

He sighed, depressed as he remembered Lin Jian's astonishing declaration forty minutes ago-

[You can understand it this way - the human body is like clothes, and the soul is like the body. Usually this dress is tightly buttoned, and unless it is unbuttoned with a special spell, the soul can only move with its body. But there are always exceptions. If a person's soul is disturbed by an external force, or if it is already in turmoil, there will be gaps in the garment of the body. That's where the stumbling rope comes into play. By the time I meet the tall crown group, there will be a hapless little spy who has been called out of his identity and is running away - or trying to run away. Then he will meet that rope. The invisible soul can pass through the guò stumbling rope, but it is difficult to have a tangible **, ** will drag the soul down and leave him here. Of course, if this person's escape is really extremely strong, his soul is not very stable...... His soul would unconsciously break free from his body and continue to run wildly, as if his body had broken free from his hanging clothes—the best I could think of. If this happens, you can take him under the moonlight, and use broken glass to cut his temples and the skin of his man, and bleed. 】

What are you going to do? 】

[Now that my feet are paralyzed and trapped in place, I naturally want to ...... Let's change my clothes. 】