Chapter 47: The Black Hand
Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhong looked at each other directly, and they both couldn't believe their judgment. Is a mere junior psychic so influential? Could it be that the psychic hidden in the fence is deliberately showing weakness?
Just when the two brothers were puzzled, a group of people came out of the largest house.
This group of people are all young, there are men and women, the men are unusually handsome, and the women are enchanting and charming. They were all dressed very little, like those in the harem of the pharaohs of ancient Egypt, except for a few pitiful pieces of cloth wrapped around the vital parts, and the rest of their bodies were all bare.
In the middle of the crowd, there was a person who stood out, he was wearing a bright red robe, and his body was tightly wrapped.
As soon as this group of people appeared, it immediately caused a large commotion, and everyone within the fence knelt on the ground and prostrated themselves, shouting in unison: "See the Psychic Holy Master!" ”
Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhongzhi couldn't believe their eyes, is this filming a TV series? The person in the bright red robe exuded a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, and he was simply a beginner psychic, but he enjoyed the same treatment as an emperor.
Everyone was saluting him, and the eyes in which people looked at him were full of fear, anticipation, fanaticism, and adoration.
The man in the bright red robe ignored the crowd kneeling on the ground, and he led the handsome men and women behind him straight to the gate of the fence. Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhongzhi didn't know what kind of medicine these people were selling in their gourds, so they simply stood there and watched the changes.
"It's fun to have friends from afar!" The man in the bright red robe smiled and greeted Qu Zhongzhi, "Adolf, a psychic disciple of the Contemptible Holy Spirit Sect, don't you know the name of Youzun?" ”
What the Holy Spirit is. I've never heard of it, but Qu Zhongzhi is silent on the surface. said lightly: "Daoyou is invited, and the next surname is loyal and straight." He is the fourteenth generation disciple of Yashan Liu. ”
"Long admiration! Long admiration! Adolf arched his hand and said, "Daoist friends have vast magical powers, and the fluctuations of spiritual power are better than mine!" Admire, admire. I don't know where this comes from? Where are you going? ”
Qu Zhong looked straight at the large black crowd kneeling in the fence, frowned slightly, and said, "This doesn't seem to be the place to talk......
Qu Zhong spoke straight and pretended to hesitate, Adolf slapped his head, and suddenly said: "Look at my stupid, since I am a fellow Taoist, I have passed by here." How can there be any reason not to entertain? Friends, please come in, let's go in and talk in detail. ”
He turned to a petite woman next to him and said, "Let them all disperse, and tell them to go down and prepare a feast, and I will entertain this psychic immortal!" ”
The petite woman agreed, bowed her head and took a few steps back before turning to disperse the crowd. Her appearance is even more respectful than the palace maids who treated the emperor back then.
Cheng and Qu Zhong don't know why, but Adolf is used to it. He glanced at Cheng Cheng and never returned. I didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations from Cheng Bugui's body, so I didn't care too much. He probably thought that Cheng or Not was Qu Zhongzhi's little guy, so he only greeted Qu Zhongzhi and ignored Cheng or not.
If you don't return, you have to be quiet. Instead of breaking it, he pretended to be a servant. Qu Zhongzhi has a sharp mind, so naturally he will not be confused. simply put on a plan and put on a posture of a master. He followed Adolf into the fence.
When I passed the fence, I paid attention to it. The wood that now forms the fence is more than ten years old. Peach wood wards off evil spirits, and this fence alone can prevent many low-level evil spirits. I just don't know where Adolf got so many old mahogany?
Not only is the fence made of mahogany, but all the building materials in this village are quirky. The floor was covered with graphite, the roadside was sprinkled with glutinous rice and peach pits, every house had roosters and black dogs, wind chimes were hung everywhere, and copper coins were hung at the door.
In addition to these, there are all sorts of other oddities. Such a battle used to only be put on display when the murderous house was haunted. But when you think about the zombies and evil spirits that litter the fence, it's easy to understand the good intentions of doing so.
Adolf lived in the largest of all the houses, and the room he was in had nothing to ward off evil spirits, just ordinary brick houses. But the inside of the house is very gorgeous, the floor is paved with gold bricks one by one, and the walls are inlaid with jade agate gemstone pearls, and the things in this house can't buy even a tenth of the things in the past, even if you are a billionaire.
Adolf didn't care about these gold and silver treasures, and his many followers didn't seem to be surprised, but Qu Zhongzhi and Cheng Bugui were slightly shocked.
Everyone sat down, Adolf sat on the main seat, Qu Zhong sat straight up, and stood silently behind him if he didn't return. Adolf clapped his hands, and drinks and dishes were served.
Cheng Bugui watched coldly, and now turned a blind eye to the treasures in the room, and looked at the food on the table, but their eyes lit up, and they needed to refrain from drooling out. He frowned, and the doubts in his heart were even worse.
Adolf put on the posture of a hospitable host, he kept toasting Qu Zhongzhi, and waved his hand to arrange for some people to dance to cheer up. Those chosen were elated, and everyone else was envious.
Ten people were chosen, five men and five women. They were in pairs, swinging their limbs to their heart's content, dancing wildly and sexy.
During the banquet, Qu Zhong couldn't help but knock on Adolf's side, and finally figured out the question that had been hanging in the hearts of the two brothers for many days.
It turned out that a full decade had passed since they entered the bloody hell, and on the day they entered the hell, there was an undead frenzy that could be called the end of the world!
The population has plummeted to less than one percent of its original size and is scattered around the world. The living conditions of human beings have almost returned to primitive society, and there is no longer electricity supply, and there is no productivity brought by any scientific and technological means.
The civilization of mankind has been completely destroyed, and the heyday of psychics has returned!
The psychic is the god in the minds of ordinary people, the all-powerful holy immortal, and the savior who protects people from being corrupted by evil spirits. The surviving people sought the blessing of the psychic, and gradually formed one new city after another around the psychic. The psychic is the master of these new cities, and he holds a qiē in the city.
Of course, not all psychics are qualified to guard a city, and psychics like Adolf, who are only beginners, have shallow spiritual power, so they can only build a small village in the wilderness to play. The village he blessed was called Taomu Village, and it took in hundreds of people.
Qu Zhongzhi didn't care about how Adolf could be a qualified village owner, he and Cheng Bugui quietly exchanged a look, and they both saw the doubts in each other's eyes.
Although the mysteries of the return from hell have been solved, more questions have surfaced.
What's all about the Evil Spirit? As soon as they enter hell, they explode the end of the evil spirit, is it a coincidence, or is it man-made? The evil spirit frenzy came too suddenly, and it subsided even more suddenly, as if there was an invisible hand controlling a qiē, the purpose of which was to restore the prosperity of the psychic. These invisible hands of darkness, do they really exist? After the end of the evil spirits, the re-establishment of order was too fast, and in just ten years, a new class of psychics was formed.
Who is so mad that he leads the evil spirits to the end of the world, and even does not hesitate to destroy the entire human race to recreate the past scenery of the psychic world?
Whoever it was, his purpose had been achieved.
According to Adolf, today's psychic world is full of talents, and there are many geniuses in troubled times. Psychics have grown up one after another, and there are already many people who are attacking the great psychics, but for the time being, I haven't heard of anyone succeeding.
Compared with the previous era of the end of the law, the divine channel method is not visible in the world, and ordinary people have never even heard of the name of psychics. Who has survived the apocalypse of evil spirits who is not in awe of psychic? Who wouldn't want to learn the Divine Passage Method and become a psychic?
If this qiē is all man-made, the cruelty and horror of the mastermind behind the scenes make almost everyone in the world tremble. But does the rise of psychics really mean the splendor of the psychic world?
The psychic who appeared after the apocalypse of the evil spirit did not know the mission of the psychic at all, let alone any principles. Just like Adolf, he began to be powerful and blessed with supernatural powers, where is the slightest appearance of subduing demons and eliminating demons to maintain the stability of the human world?
Why did the ancient psychic world decline? Isn't it because the psychics use their own power and don't know the fire to protect mankind that they are condemned? (To be continued!)
ps: Wow yes yes!! The old man is full of inspiration, and the follow-up plot is treacherous and cunning, and even I can't help but want to be a reader to read the outline several times!
But the more I write, the less it looks like a supernatural, alas, swaying between finishing a new book and continuing to create, I hope that all book friends will actively express their opinions, and I have a good decision.
The current situation is that the book can be finished, and the plot is still a twist, but it is estimated that many people have guessed a lot according to the previous style......
It's okay if you don't finish the book, but the supernatural style can't come back at all......
If you write it again, it will become a fantasy.
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