Chapter 688: Breaking Through the Clouds
I really sighed, this window and door couldn't be opened, but I didn't expect that the roof of this shed was actually empty.
There was no ceiling at all, and there were no other obstacles to intercept it, as long as it was a slight jump, it was automatically pulled up, and when I came out, I saw that there was such a lightning rod in the middle of this roof.
As the saying goes, stand tall and see far.
Now the situation here is very special, I can stand on the ceiling after jumping out, that is, above the roof, but the dark clouds completely form the part of the roof, that is, if you are under the dark clouds, you can't see through what is on it, and once you jump out, you can give people a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
I looked around, and found that the fat man suddenly stopped fighting, stood up suddenly, folded his hands, and struck the door directly with a vajra palm after reciting the Sutra on his mouth.
This fat man has used the kung fu to press the bottom of the box, and this palm is shaking the whole world, which is not how much power this one has, but the use of Buddha light.
In the palm of my hand, I saw that this fat man had pinched a relic in his hand before, and this relic was broken before it was able to exert this power.
I guess this fat man is also forced to be anxious, such a good baby can also be willing to use it, it seems that he wants to break the net.
After the fat man solved the door of the door, the old driver immediately ran out of the opening, and then stood on the roof and shouted to the fat man below: "Let's change our plans, I'm on the roof now, and I found that the thing that seals the soul seems to be on the roof of the house!" ”
I say this because I found that at the bottom of the lightning rod, there was such a charm.
A black urn was pasted underneath.
There is a photo on the urn, and in the photo is a woman who looks like she hasn't woken up, the woman's hair is a little unkempt, with round glasses, and her face is also plain, I'm afraid this woman is Fang Xiaonan who died before.
It turns out that this is the case, after it is difficult to commit suicide in this direction, someone really sealed the soul here.
I estimated that Fang Xiaonan was in a hurry now, so he used such a strong thunderbolt to lure us up.
I kicked directly on the lightning rod, and the current situation is a bit funny, in the house there is lightning and thunder, and the microcomputer is everywhere, but once you get to the roof, you will find that it is simply a clear sky and a good scenery.
Under the moonlight, I took out the urn with a lightning rod that I moved, but at this time I didn't dare to remove the spell on it.
Because now the situation has changed.
I originally planned that if the soul was trapped in the computer room, we would just need to surround the entire computer room with a formation from beginning to end, but now, the place where it was sealed was actually on the ceiling, and it was not within the scope of our previous arrangement at all.
If I break this spell, then this soul will appear instantly, but it will also be sucked away by that mysterious power, and there will be no time for us to react.
And the formation we laid out before has also become useless.
I lifted the ash shell inside, and shouted to the fat man below: "Dead fat man, do you have any way to improvise, otherwise, our previous efforts will be in vain!" ”
The fat man looked up, and then angrily took out a series of necklaces around his neck.
At this time, I realized that the beads I was wearing around my neck were not like Buddha beads at all, let alone a necklace, but a small box one by one.
In fact, it is a box like a round Chinese medicine pill, and there are still things in the box.
The fat man gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and opened a small round box, and took out such a piece of white flowers from it.
This fat man is really wealthy, and the feelings of his neck are with a large circle of relics.
But this thing is not inexhaustible, inexhaustible, because I can see that this large string of necklaces varies in weight and weight, at least more than half of the relics have already been used, so there are very few left, and one is less than one, and the fat man is so distressed that he stomps his feet.
But now in this case, I can't consider the feeling of distress, and the fat man has no choice but to crush the second one directly.
In the next moment, I saw that the spells attached to every wall of the house before the flash of golden light automatically suspended in the air one by one.
As if they were flying swords, they flew directly to the roof of the house according to the fat man's command, intercepting the surroundings.
I turned around and looked, but found that all these things were posted by the fat man himself, and I pasted them without any movement at all, it seems that the fat man can only command his own props, and I can't do anything at all.
No way, it's too late, and if I take off all the things on my stickers and get them up again, I don't have the time to talk about how these things can hang in the air, which is also a problem for me.
I could only say: "Fatty, you come up with me and figure out a way, they are about to open the coffin for an autopsy, don't drop the chain!" ”
When I finished saying this, the old driver helped the fat bloated body, and slowly came to the rooftop, although the fat man's means are not clever, but his physical fitness is really weak, and he dare not be complimented.
Then he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, directly breaking the spell on the ashes, and in the next moment, the entire urn was the soul of the woman in Zhongyuanyaki in front of everyone.
At the same time, a huge suction force was born.
Although this suction force is of little use to us who are alive, I can feel the pressure even to me, as if facing an avalanche, showing that we are all powerless in the face of natural disasters.
When this scene happened, the fat man immediately crushed a relic again, this guy really made a lot of money, only a moment of fine light flashed, the whole aura, shrouded the roof of the entire room, with the previous spell to exert the maximum efficiency.
But our efforts were not in vain, because the soul stood before us and was not sucked away.
But the time was very short, only three seconds, just three seconds.
The amount of time we can delay with such hard work is already the limit.
I can't say how small what we are doing, in fact, in the face of natural disasters, to be able to do this step is already to do our best, just like a huge rock, just like an earthquake collapse, you can delay the earthquake for three seconds, that is already an unprecedented divine power!