After many more days, Ning Shuang finally explained to Liang Gong that he and Meng Yue were just ordinary friends, but as for Liang Gong's belief or not, he didn't know.

"The culture class in the morning is so boring."

The teacher was talking on the stage, and Ning Shuang was lying on the table complaining, since she took the cultural class, the cultural class has become more and more boring day by day, because her memory has almost all the knowledge points memorized, and then listening to the teacher talk about the repetitive content, of course, she will feel very bored.

"Still reading novels?"

Poked Niu Tian, who was lying in the middle of a pile of books, Ning Shuang asked.

"Of course, what else?"

The answer was simply impeccable, and there was no fault with it.

Just when Ning Shuang was lying on the table and doing nothing, he suddenly felt that something was wrong around him.

Suddenly, deathly silence.

Ning Shuang's heart instantly tensed, what is the situation?

Patiently observing the surroundings, Ning Shuang found that the students around the teacher on the stage had indeed stopped moving suddenly, but the clock on the wall was still moving minute by minute.

A rush of footsteps came from outside the door, and Frost was secretly on guard.

"Frost, urgently assemble!"

It was none other than the god stick who ran in from outside the door.

Looking at the sweaty and panting godstick, Ning Shuang's heart was full of doubts.

"What's the situation?"

"It's too late to explain, hurry up and follow me, I've already helped you replace all the memories of your teacher and classmates."

Holding Frost's hand, the magic stick directly dragged Frost outside the door and took out a talisman seal from his arms.

"Refugee memorial, stealth execution, speed take me."

After speaking, he slapped the talisman seal on himself, and the figure had disappeared in Ning Shuang's eyes, but it was clearly left in Ning Shuang's perception.

Even though he had half a question in his heart, but seeing that the divine stick was so eager, Ning Shuang also temporarily suppressed the doubt in his heart, took off his coat, spread his wings, and pinched his hands to perform a stealth decision, directly grabbing his arms and soaring into the sky.

"Hurry, urgent."

"The wind is very strong, have you taken it?"

"It's okay, go quickly!"

"Then get ready!"

Directly the wings vibrated wildly, leaving a green smoke in the sky with the condensation of the divine stick, and the eyes of the divine stick suppressed by the wind pressure could not be opened at all.

In the office of the music teaching building, Hu Shujun suddenly sensed the situation in the sky, and looked at the direction of Ning Shuang's departure.

In less than a minute, Frost saw a huge locking array with a diameter of one kilometer appear at the location of the Refugee Memorial Hall in the distance, and the strange vehicles that he had seen last time appeared around again, but this time it had reached the scale of twenty.

The frost slowed down and floated in the sky above the Lock Demon Array, this time the Lock Demon Array was different from the past, the usual Lock Demon Array wall was just a faint layer of water ripples, but this Lock Demon Array was like a layer of glass, emitting a crystal blue light.

"Rush right in!"

Seeing that Frost hesitated above, the Divine Stick opened his mouth to remind Frost.

"Won't destroy the Lock Demon Array?"

"This time it's different, it's internal, not external, speed."

Ning Shuang didn't say anything more, and rushed directly into this lock demon array.

This is?!

After entering the lock demon array, it suddenly felt like it was evening all of a sudden, and there was a layer of gloomy black gas floating around the refugee memorial hall in the center, as if it was bound by something, this was not in the perception of the frost, but what the frost saw with the naked eye, in the perception of the frost, these black gases were all cyan!

What happened to the ghostly aura in the head!

"Captain, they're there!"

The Divine Stick pointed in one direction, and Ning Shuang also saw Meng Yue and Tietou, except for her and the Divine Stick, all of them were there.

The speed landed on the rooftop where Meng Yue and they were.

"Done?"

The tone was very deep, completely different from before, and Ning Shuang could hear the uneasiness in Team Meng's tone.

"Now that I've arrived, I'm going to explain the situation now, the Refugee Memorial Hall suddenly had a ghost riot, the ghost riot is a precursor to a group of ghosts, I have reported to the General Administration for support, before the reinforcements arrive, guard this area and can't let any of the ghosts go out, Lao Lin has gone to the museum in advance to blockade, Frost and Divine Stick, you go in to help, remember, this time the ghosts are different, the museum is full of bones, you can borrow corpses at any time to return the soul, specific when you go to support Lao Lin He will tell you, as for the others, Conduct alerts and searches around the museum, there are ordinary people in the museum, remember, the safety of the general public comes first! Report to me immediately if you have something, and now, disband! ”

After listening to Meng Yue's order, Ning Shuang could also feel the seriousness of this incident, the Refugee Memorial Hall, not to mention tens of thousands of bones, at least thousands of remains, this incident is indeed quite serious.

"Let's speed up to support Lao Lin."

The voice of the Divine Stick rang in his ears, and he pressed a chip to the back of Frost's ear.

Frost once again flew into the sky with the Divine Stick, and rushed directly towards the memorial shrouded in black gas.

Closer to the venue, Ning Shuang saw the situation of the venue clearly, in the dense black gas, there were golden lights stretching around, forming a dense net to envelop all the black gas in the venue and not escape outward.

Ning Shuang relied on his perception to find the location of the source of these silk threads, and at the main entrance of the memorial hall, those dense golden silk threads extended from a person's hand, it was Lao Lin.

"Lao Lin."

The frost and the magic stick landed behind Lao Lin, Lao Lin pinched the magic trick with both hands, his body trembled slightly, and the cigarette butt in his mouth on his bloodless lips on his pale face had burned to the butt of the cigarette.

"You guys are here, Meng Yue has already told you some things, I can't say much, I usually told you about some things, now hurry up and go to the burial pit in the venue to save people, the ghost aura is the strongest there, and it will be difficult for the people inside to stay for a long time if they are infected by the ghost qi."

Ning Shuang and the Divine Stick didn't have time to interject, one took out the talisman seal, and the other pinched the magic trick and prepared to enter the venue.

"Wait a minute."

Frost and the Divine Stick stopped.

"Help me re-grab a cigarette, it's really hard to contain this ghost, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."

The god stick took out the cigarette case from Lao Lin's pocket and rekindled a cigarette for Lao Lin.

"Be careful."

Lao Lin instructed the frost and the magic stick.

The two of them nodded, cast a spell to isolate the ghost qi on themselves, and then turned around and disappeared directly into the rich ghost qi.

In the ghostly aura, the entire memorial hall was like shrouded in darkness, and Ning Shuang knew very well where the burial place was by virtue of his own perception, but there was more than one burial pit, twice.

"Can you feel the location?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll go to the No. 2 burial pit, and you go to No. 1."

After exchanging his thoughts with the Divine Stick, Ning Shuang ignored the Divine Stick's reaction after speaking, and had already flapped his wings one step ahead and rushed towards the No. 2 burial pit.

The No. 2 burial pit, the largest burial pit excavated in the memorial hall, is covered with the venue, and the memorial hall at this time is full of ghosts, and the light is compressed so that it can only illuminate the surrounding area of one meter.

"Anyone!"

Ning Frost was shouting, but he didn't know if this ghost qi also had the effect of blocking the spread of sound, and Ning Frost couldn't hear his own echo.

Ning Shuang was groping along the passage of the venue, her perception was a little out of order in it, and the range of the scrubbing could only reach ten meters around her.

The walls in the passage are posted with some historical materials of the war of aggression of that year, and there are some relics of the invading army, which looks a little more dignified at this time.

Bang dang.

An extremely small voice reached Frost's ears.

There are people there!

……