Chapter 103: Look! Free shows!
"What ?!!"
Duan Xiaoyun's stunned voice came from the other end of the phone, "What?!" Boss, you mean let her go? β
Zhou Yi said impatiently: "Now that your boss and I have killed all the living mouths, I can only let Xu Xingluo take us to find it by himself." β
The ghosts just now were all intricate causal threads, winding up like twine, and Zhou Yi pulled for a long time but didn't find the thread together, so it seemed that he could only start from Xu Xingluo.
The "big brother" WeChat account is their shared account, this is easy to solve, the important thing is that Zhou Yi wants to know what "that wall" is.
Duan Xiaoyun was silent for a few seconds, "Okay, boss." β
Aoki City First People's Hospital.
After hanging up the phone, Duan Xiaoyun stepped forward to untie the restraint belt on Xu Xingluo's body, and Xu Xingluo, who lost control, immediately got up from the bed with a grunt, his eyes lost focus, his body swayed, and he walked forward straight with his waist hunched.
"Let's go, keep up." Duan Xiaoyun lowered his voice and glanced at Jiang Yu, and the two got up and followed behind Xu Xing.
Somehow, I didn't meet anyone on the road, even the security room was empty, and even the rustle of the leaves in the wind disappeared completely, and the surroundings became quiet and unusual. The three of them walked in the darkness one after the other, the street lamps dimly illuminated the road ahead, and they seemed to be walking a road of no return without an end.
For the sake of convenience, Zhou Yi rode a small electric donkey with a steel fork and a big carp brand, and I have to say that it is really light and dexterous, with the feeling of a monkey. The core of the puppet is here with Zhou Yi, and he is not afraid of losing it, so he chased along Duan Xiaoyun's breath all the way.
He rode so fast that people walking on the road at night stopped to marvel.
"Damn, the little electric donkey is riding so fast to be reincarnated?"
"I don't dare to drive so fast in 50 years of professional locomotives!"
"Let's drive, let's open, it's cool for a while, and it's cool to go straight to the crematorium!"
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All the way, Zhou Yi was automatically immune to these words. The road became more and more deviant, and the darker and darker it became, and in the end even the street lights were broken, and there was no light in front of them. Zhou Yi closed his eyes and opened his eyes, and his light brown pupils immediately became dark and deep.
There was a closed cul-de-sac ahead, and he drove into it without hesitation.
"Buzz!"
Swarms of flies rushed towards Zhou Yi, the narrow alley smelled stinking, there were three or four blue garbage cans on the right side of the alley, the underground sewage flowed sideways, the dirt next to the garbage cans could no longer be seen, all kinds of liquid mixed together flowed down the sewer, the garbage and wastewater in the city piled up here, and maggots grew here.
Zhou Yi, who was riding on the little electric donkey, didn't even get out of the car in disgust, and frowned: "Little fatty, the living environment of this cult organization is worrying!" β
Big Carp with Steel Fork: "......"
When did it get chubby? Chubby or something doesn't fit his strong body at all, okay?!! However, I heard that the spicy chicken dragon was called Xiao Hei, and the steel fork big carp was a little more balanced.
Zhou Yi chattered while riding forward: "You look, you look, you want to pull people...... Oh no. I didn't decorate the faΓ§ade before pulling the ghost, it was so dirty, and the publicity was not in place, so it was no wonder that I pulled down that little ghost hand, it was not enough for me to fight! β
The ghost who has died: "Not enough to blame us?" β
The traces left by Duan Xiaoyun moved forward step by step, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached a dead end, but Zhou Yi had no intention of stopping, and even added the throttle to the bottom, and the big carp with a steel fork could only close his eyes and grit his teeth and rush over, and the eldest brother said that he would hit wherever he wanted!
The hard wall suddenly twisted and blurred, and in an instant, Zhou Yi passed through the wall, and the salty and wet sea breeze blew, and there was a hole outside the wall.
In front of you is a fine soft sand, and the cleanliness is incredible. A deep blue moon hung high in the sky, and it was unexpectedly large, occupying the middle of the sky like a large disk.
"Boss, request for support!"
From a distance, I saw Duan Xiaoyun holding Xu Xingluo's arm stubbornly, Jiang Yu used a puppet wire to lock Xu Xingluo's soul emerging from the top of his head, and the two of them gritted their teeth, and it was very difficult to persevere.
Wave after wave of sea water slapped against the reef, and in the sound of cheering, the dense black figures leaned over to pick up the shells together, and Zhou Yi could see their lips constantly squirming, looking pious and serious. In these dark shadows, the living and the evil ghosts are mixed together, and their eyes are numb and sluggish.
"What's going on?" Zhou Yi couldn't squeeze through, and immediately slapped a soul-fixing Dao spell in the middle of Xu Xingluo's head, but it was only to alleviate the symptoms, not the root cause.
Duan Xiaoyun said distressedly: "We followed Xingluo all the way, and we got here. β
Jiang Yu said: "It seems to be a large-scale sacrificial ceremony. β
Zhou Yi: "Recently, this sacrifice is a bit much. β
After a few words, the black shadow who had made a wish to the shell just now actually danced against the disc that was bluer than the blue moon.
"Dancing to the moon." Jiang Yu seemed to fall into some kind of memory, and sighed: "It turns out that fashion is a fashion, and after hundreds of years, the sacrifices in the world still change the soup but not the medicine." No, there was neither a change of soup nor a change of dressing. β
Each black shadow was dancing wildly with demons, as if they were dancing some kind of ancient dance, singing in an unintelligible language, and a vague soul gradually floated out of the top of the person's head, all the way up. And the soul that is a ghost itself omits this process, and the two go all the way up, ending with the moon hanging in the sky.
Zhou Yi pointed to the moon and said, "Free live performance, do you want to watch it?" β
Duan Xiaoyun and Jiang Yu were both stunned, "What live performance?" β
"Large-scale live stage play, Running to the Moon." Zhou Yi sat idly on the reef near the beach, listening to the sound of the waves crashing, and said lightly: "This thing is quite elegant, don't say it, it's better than the professional." β
At the same time, two clearly outlined shadows suddenly appeared in the distant moon. A woman's long sleeves fluttered, and the lotus step was light. The other was shorter and looked like a teenager, and the two danced in the middle of the moon, dancing brilliantly and gorgeously, sometimes taking off and sometimes landing. And the shadow that was originally on the ground flew quickly to the moon, and everyone's soul was sucked in.
Zhou Yi spread his hands helplessly, it's really not that he doesn't save it, these things are inextricably linked to the moon, even if he wants to save people, he can't pick them up at this time. He can't intervene unless cause and effect are ripe.
Not soon, though.
If this strange scene is placed in reality, it is a heavenly phenomenon, but in this place it can only be an illusion.
In the end, Duan Xiaoyun didn't stop Xu Xingluo, Jiang Yu's puppet line was also broken away with a bang, and the yellow fu bounced out of Xu Xingluo's eyebrows twice, falling to the ground and turning into ashes.