Zang was also pondering at this time, she changed a cigarette and put it between her lips, and put the fast-burning ember between her thumb and forefinger.

According to the normal process, the officers of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau are responsible for the content of the military side, from training to learning, and the ability to master and their professional knowledge are all based on this, and when this kind of thing is encountered, most of them are mainly based on the guiding spirit of the observation center.

However, I can't stand the old seniority and great authority of Zang Wai, and the other is the left road that although he has not experienced much in this world, he has successfully mixed into an old fritter in his previous life.

Both of them were now in a moment of contemplation, each with a reason not to be told by outsiders, or a feeling that something was wrong.

At this time, Zuo Dao suddenly spoke:

"Team leader, please tell me something."

"Say."

Zuo Dao sorted out the following situation:

"In the ritual, if there are specific characters or related situations, whether it is related to the composition of the ritual or the power it absorbs, for example, the fog ritual had intercepted the time node on Huaiyang Road to imitate the "neighborhood leader", and when the library was supposed to swallow a librarian and manipulate him to talk to me.

"In this case, is it necessary and directly related to the composition of the elements, or is it determined according to the characteristics of the ritual?"

His words made Zang's eyes move, and he looked at each other slightly sideways:

"What did you find?

"Generally speaking, there are two possibilities, and the former and the latter do not necessarily have only one."

Zuodao, who learned the new knowledge through the side, did not procrastinate, and replied:

"Shin Cheol-sung's ritual is a bit strange, after Tong Yeon activates the spiritual vision and looks at its manifestation, the person then responds, and he has the ability to show that he is not sure whether it is a ghost or a ritual, and the child holds the hand of Quan Hu and the fat man and makes a spatial transfer, but it does not appear after that.

"It stands to reason that in the core of his ritual, as the team leader told me, there will be unconscious abilities emanating from within him, so theoretically the abilities that were revealed before should also be there, and the result is that I don't see it at the moment."

Zuo Dao said quickly, and finally added:

"That's what I don't understand."

He didn't 'teach people to do things', only reasonably combined Professor Zang's knowledge points and the wrongness of his inner mind, made a proper reminder, and finally saw how the other party would choose, after all, this world also has a complete mysterious system, and there will inevitably be many details that he doesn't know, and overconfidence will only increase trouble.

And he is not sensitive to the keyword 'ghost', this world has a blockade of 'mysterious knowledge', but some strange ambitions and anecdotes have not been cut to the roots, and even some weird novels and even TV series and movies will also have them, but the review will be stricter.

It's hard to say whether it's determined that these "stories" or "themes" no longer have mysterious powers, or what, but as a result, the strange talk of ghosts always exists.

"That's it..."Zang couldn't find a fluctuating expression on his face, so he only took a puff of cigarette and said:

"I saw that you had some paper-cutting paper figurines with smeared magic crystals and other things on your body, right?"

"Yes," said the left man:

"The four of us made a lot of plans before we set off, and the paper figure was helped by Brother Quan, Sister Tongyan."

"Okay," Zang said, gesturing around:

"Give this place some explosions."

She took a puff of her cigarette at Shin Zhecheng, who was lying on the ground, and a wind shield formed around him.

Without further ado, Zuo Dao summoned a group of "Nigo Paper Figures", scattered separately, evenly distributed next to each other, and they stuck straight to the wall in large characters, and made a starting gesture after Zang Cry approached him and returned the suitcase to himself.

In an instant, the room was on fire—

At the same time, outside the core space.

The ritual liquid that Jin Reverence had turned into was originally covered with a normal package, but at this moment, it suddenly fluctuated violently, and even some weak points were raised and broken, revealing the original flesh and blood creatures, and the fat man's body also shook violently, and Yan Fang's side instantly felt the pressure.

It's as if - he woke up.

In the core space, the sea of fire dissipated, and nothing changed.

Except that the walls are a little broken, some are charred, and the flesh walls are bubbling with oil.

This scenario changed others and others may think that their guess was wrong, but Zang and Zuo Dao confirmed one thing at the same time.

"Sure enough, there is a problem." Zang cried and said:

"There is an explosion in the core of the ritual, or there is no reaction under the broken demon crystal, what about when we are stupid?"

This is Zuo Dao's eyebrows moved, and he said to Zang:

"The mall has just undergone a change, and my paper man contacted Jin Chongjing again without replying, and the fat man and Yan Fang seem to be under a lot of pressure."

Zuo Dao kept the double line synchronized to give feedback to Zang Cry, and while speaking, he glanced at Shen Zhecheng on the ground, and a word came to his mind - trap.

Whether it's a direct kill or a take-out, you can get the result that the other party wants.

And here comes another question......

"Is it the trap of the ritual person, or someone else?"

An inexplicable fluctuation flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The passage to the core is opened by the people in the observation center.

It is also the people from the observation center who give the advice.

Now there is a problem, but it is a coincidence that the paper man has not received a new reply, and it is also from the observation center.

- Did you say that it was a coincidence, but it was all set up for you?

It also made Zuo Dao inevitably suspect the other party, originally from the beginning of the action to the present, everything is still progressing as usual, open... As soon as a certain department arrives, it begins to pull the crotch.

"The old lady doesn't really want to use any other method." Zang suddenly looked at the boy at this time, and she said.

Zuo Dao looked at him, his face was as usual, and he made a somewhat puzzled and clear expression in his eyes, and he raised his hand and swiped it in front of his neck.

Zang replied with an approving look, pointed to the left, put his index finger between his lips, and saw that the young man made a clear gesture.

-- Tacit understanding.

Then, Zang took out a pocket watch from the inside of his trench coat.

The outer layer of the pocket watch is covered with scratches and scratches, silently telling the age of the watch.

As the flip lid opened, Zuo Dao vaguely saw a small yellowed family photo from the top cover, and the hands of the pocket watch had already stopped turning.

Zang Si stared at the pocket watch, the left hand supporting the pocket watch stretched forward, his expression was sad, and with the whisper, all kinds of visions began to emerge:

"I will pray no more"

Suddenly, Zuo Dao heard many hallucinatory sounds that he couldn't hear clearly, and he could only vaguely hear the general atmosphere from them, some sad, some angry, some laughing, some flat, and some - like desperate prayers.

"I will remember the sorrow"

The hands of the pocket watch in Zang's hand began to recede wildly, making people feel that the next moment the inside was about to fall apart and smoke.

"I will tell the pain"

There were a lot of pictures floating beside her, one by one in front of Zang's eyes, but when Zuo Dao looked closely, there was only a blurry picture, like adding layers of mosaics.

"Triple Ritual Here"

At this time, a triple halo appeared from the soles of Zang's feet, waist, and head.

"Part 3: My Words—"