Chapter Seventy-Two: The First Day
Chu Renmei's singing voice is extremely mournful and terrifying, especially if this song is heard, it means that people will definitely die! How can you succeed in getting off the horse first?! An inexplicable panic began to appear in the team, scattering and running away or gathering together to face it? The veteran chose the latter.
It seems that there is a thick fog all around, it is getting thicker and thicker, and the visibility is getting lower and lower. No, is this an illusion? Does breathing in the air start hallucinating?
Calm, must be absolutely calm and sanity! When encountering something you don't understand, the first thing to show is definitely not panic, but to try to understand, any flaw in the will may cause irreparable mistakes.
A pale man dressed in the clothes of the Republic of China era walked forward blankly, this is a visible corner in the thick fog, but no one dared to touch him, no one dared to come forward to ask, everyone was a ghostly expression. One, two, three, and then more and more figures appeared in the thick fog, all of them were pale and blank, they all seemed to have a destination, yes! They all went towards the bitter song.
"Amya!" Haoran began to command. "Don't act rashly, everyone!"
"Captain, none of these people have any substance." Amya immediately gestured, "And all I just sensed was the high concentration of moisture."
"Is that so?" Haoran looked around to see if there were any members of the demon team who wanted to escape alone, no, and suddenly found that Zhang Ze's hand with the ring was very visible, especially in this dense fog that was about to bury everyone. "Take out the exchange you are going to ward off evil spirits." This is said to the members of the main god space.
Zhang Ze quickly took out a talisman from the ring, and as soon as he took it out and held it in his hand, the talisman began to burn slowly and inexplicably. Zhao Yuankong pulled out the bookmark from the book, it didn't burn, it wasn't a stall, and the fog around him faded quickly. Reinhardt directly took out a perfume bottle, which was estimated to be diluted holy water, the dark camp did not like the energy that was biased towards light, Reinhardt sprayed it around, and the effect was also significant. Rost's protective props were exhausted by Haoran, and he directly turned on his fighting spirit, forcibly blowing away the dense fog, and the demon team members began to use their own methods, and the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers.
"Tom, Aemia, Victor, give me a little of your holy water, and I'm going to evaporate this fog!" Haoran took out eight sulfur cloud oranges, four in each hand, and held them between his fingers. In the past, however, it was not so generous, and the time difference in adjustment and the abundance of raw materials combined with the absolute loyalty of Vermeer were very efficient.
"Will you use the high temperature generated by the explosion to volatilize the holy water and neutralize this thick fog?" Victor had seen the power of Haoran's potion, and as a fireman, he immediately saw Haoran's intentions, and handed over his holy water without saying a word.
Chu Renmei, how about this trick?! The sulfur cloud orange taken out of the freezer quickly returned to normal temperature and became extremely unstable, and Hao Ran Nian controlled the power to scatter in all directions, just wrapping everyone in a circle. "Boom, boom!" The continuous explosions blew away some of the dense fog, and then the holy water installed by the power control was splashed on these flames that had not yet been extinguished, and the sound of the water evaporated in an instant, and the volatile holy water vapor was volatilized as soon as it met those people with pale faces, and it was immediately like a drop of water thrown into the oil pot, and the person was directly volatilized without any struggle. No, to be precise, those people are illusions formed by the condensation of water vapor, and the evil aura is directly neutralized by the holy water vapor.
At this time, the concentration of the fog is dissipating at a noticeable speed, and the visibility is also rising. Reinhardt inhaled the water vapor of the holy water and vomited out directly, looking at Haoran who successfully dispelled the mist with resentment, and indiscriminately purified Reinhardt felt that the power could not be used, this guy, didn't he consider that he was a blood clan of the dark camp? A white man kindly stepped forward to help him up, and only after thanking him gratefully did he keep up with the footsteps of the large army.
Walking out of the fog, everyone found that they were close to the place where they woke up for a few minutes, but they delayed for a long time, and they didn't know the true face of Lushan, only because they were in this mountain.
"I'm sorry, I'm leading the way." Zhang Ze stepped forward to apologize to everyone.
"It's okay, this time even the time difference can be confused, Chu Renmei's strength cannot be underestimated." Haoran encouraged.
"How do you get to the city, I seem to see a taxi over there, let's take a taxi." A white man suggested, and several frightened people agreed, not wanting to stay here for a moment, and wanting to leave as quickly as possible.
"I'm going to take a taxi" Zhang Ze is not like talking today, what's going on?
"We'll walk over there." Haoran motioned for Zhang Ze to stop, looking at a few white people who wanted to take a taxi, "Breathing that air will cause hallucinations, I don't guarantee that the taxi drivers here are more resistant than us, one wrong step and one wrong step, if you want to live cautiously, you must rely on yourself!" Do you want to have an accident while riding in the car? ”
"Let's just grab a few cars, Captain Coward." The disdainful sneered, completely dissatisfied with the leader of Haoran.
"The identity that the Lord God has arranged for us is random, but there must be a mark of smuggling, since we are not from this world, every move is easier to attract attention, do you want to try it with your life? Or do you think your body is harder than Rost? Haoran taunted the two people at once, attracting angry eyes.
"Cut, afraid of this, afraid of that"
"Any behavior that shows off the lower limit within the ability will be a sign of no support, and will be abandoned by the demon team and left to fend for itself, and in this kind of ghost movie, being alone is equivalent to looking for death." Haoran threatened. Everyone didn't speak, knowing that what Haoran said was the fact that he could live, but when a yellow man said it in a tone of admonition, he was more or less unhappy in his heart.
"So, what do you do when you get to the city? Captain? Felder looked indifferent Zou Lu walked to the city and asked.
"It's okay to live for 6 days, my original idea was to stay in a hotel for 6 days, and add holy water to the air humidifier every day, so that you can live with a reward of 1000 points." Haoran talked eloquently. "In this way, even if the content of Chu people's beautiful corpse bone water in the air is getting bigger and bigger, as long as you don't inhale it, you can't pose any deadly threat. Any temptation to reward is worthless in the face of life. ”
"Wait a minute, I don't agree!" A sound interrupted Haoran's arrangement, it was Reinhardt, Reinhardt heard that he had to add holy water to the air every day to volatilize and breathe, and the diluted perfume bottled holy water was already very annoying, so didn't he want to live every day to suffer? Suddenly, like a cat that had stepped on its tail, it jumped out weakly and shouted, "You obviously know that the strengthened blood clan system is very disgusted with bright things, have you considered my feelings?" I'm also a member of the Demon Team! ”
"Desiccant." Haoran glanced at Reinhardt and spit out three words, "I also take this into account, spreading desiccant in the room to absorb moisture in the air is also suitable for most people." In order to crack "The Old Corpse of the Mountain Village", Haoran racked his brains and forced him to be close to complete preparation, Reinhardt stopped talking after hearing this, and obediently closed his mouth.
Hotel Nikko Hong Kong ushered in a strange self-paid tour group, foreigners and yellow people who obviously don't have a Hong Kong accent, but they use Hong Kong ID cards! Immigrants after Hong Kong's handover? No, Haoran and Zhao Yuankong hacked into the police station's intranet to forge their ID cards, and the demon team almost chartered all the luxurious rooms in the hotel, and then each of them had one.
Hong Kong gave the two people different feelings, one was Zhang Ze, who showed his nostalgia for his wife, and at this time he was holding a scalpel and facing the sunset in a daze: "Zhenzhen, this is Hong Kong, let's visit the old place again tomorrow." Kissing the scalpel with remembrance of love.
There is also Zhao Yuankong, who put down the blank books inside, Zhao Yuankong lay on the bed and shook his hand in the air: "Hong Kong, it's really unpleasant, Zhao Yukong, you traitor!" Death can no longer forgive you! Unable to suppress the smile of killing excitement, Zhao Yuan raised his empty hand and clenched his fist in the air, but a paw print clearly appeared on the vertical ceiling, and the sturdy floor slab looked like it was made of tofu.
This is just the first day.