Being watched by a group of weak ants never creates a sense of embarrassment.

So Wu Heng didn't have any crampedness, he glanced around at everyone, and said slowly:

"Although everyone has gathered, we still have to pay attention to precautions and do a good job of protection, this is a picture I just received from the police station, and I will take a look at it in the group."

After Wu Heng spoke in the psychic group last night, the Heguang Police Station took the initiative to contact him and provide him with information about the Demon Demon first.

After the director got the news, he would quickly send it to Wu Heng.

As for sending it to Wu Heng at a different time, it was because there were too many chaotic information, and they had to sort it out first, so that Wu Heng would not be distracted.

"This is Mr. Ozaki in the group."

"Yes, he just saved us, but he was worshiped by thousands of people and called the incarnation of gods!"

The four aunts who were rescued by Wu Heng saw everyone's confused eyes, entered the role of followers, and became compliments.

When the people in the lounge heard this, their eyes became serious.

Although they didn't understand what the old lady in the flower jacket meant by "ten thousand people bowing down".

But Mr. Ozaki, who the old lady in the pink sweater said, was recognized by the strongest psychic master Kotoko in the group.

This alone must be taken seriously.

They opened their phones and checked them.

"The East Station-02-09 double-decker bus suffered a car accident, and none of the 43 people in the car were spared!"

Clicking on the video, I saw a high-speed bus, not only did not slow down in the speed limit lane, but rushed faster and faster, completely reaching the speed limit.

Suddenly, the tire on the right side of the body made a muffled sound as if it had been crushed by an invisible mine.

The vehicle was directly overturned by the bullet and pressed against the fence next to it, and the second-floor carriage was cut off by the waist, and quickly slid forward for more than 150 meters before slowly stopping.

The passengers in the second-floor car were all thrown to the left side by the inertia of being overturned.

Then the iron fence turned into a meat grinder, and all the passengers on the second floor were cut off by the waist, but they were still conscious, and let out a hellish scream.

Blood flowed from the second-floor carriage to the first-floor carriage.

The passengers on the first floor of the carriage had just breathed a sigh of relief because of the stopped bus, but ten meters above their heads, there were two sounds similar to explosions.

They didn't notice that the bus had just taxied under the overpass.

With the tooth-aching sound of steel cracking, the overpass slowly collapsed and pressed down.

This huge hydraulic press crushed the passenger car and the passing car into pieces of iron, and the passengers on the first floor did not have to guess and knew what the consequences were.

There is no need to call an ambulance at all.

After everyone finished reading it, Wu Heng said again:

"This car departed from Shin-Yokohama, and there were a full nine psychic mediums in it, and after they were in a group, they were still killed by the Demon of the Spirit."

"So don't think that if there are too many people, you can sit back and relax, and now do a good job of protection, so that the people who come behind can rest at ease."

Wu Heng's arrangement, coupled with the bloody picture of 'grinding wheel hell' in the video, made everyone act immediately.

Runes, prayers, witches, everything that has a function, they took it out.

Wu Heng took the opportunity to observe the effects of these items.

Until 9 p.m., mediums arrived almost every hour.

And those who were able to reach were wounded.

According to the statistics of the number of people who should and did not arrive, combined with the number of casualties of disaster information.

Someone counted that of the 150 mediums who came today, only 98 arrived safely.

This meant that the ritual had not yet begun, and there were already 52 mediums who had died on the way to come, and they hadn't even seen the Demon Demon.

But this is already half more than the number of people in the plot, after all, even if you stay in the plot, you will still be killed.

The Demon has a wisdom that is no worse than that of ordinary people, and this is where the danger lies.

The same steel, in the hands of ancient people, is an ordinary cold weapon, and in the hands of modern people, it is a rocket that can destroy the enemy thousands of miles away.

Kotoko said in the group in the morning that she would arrive in 17 hours, so there are still 6 hours left.

When Kotoko arrived, he just had to sit back and wait for the ceremony to take place.

Wu Heng picked up his laptop and checked the blog.

Hideki Tahara's blog has been updated again, and a bunch of photos have been posted in it, showing him and his daughter weaving yarn and his wife Chana, holding hands in the kingdom of omelet rice.

A family of three with a happy smile on their faces.

"Sure enough, it's a terrible child!"

Wu Heng sighed.

What he saw was not the happiness in the pictures, but the fact that Orisha was able to use the power of the Demon to create these pictures and publish them.

even restored the false happy family woven by Hideki Tahara in the 'mountain'.

If you zoom in on the photo and look closely, you can see that there is not the slightest anger in the eyes of Tahara and Chana.

They're just corpses controlled by the Spirits, used to tease the weaving of yarn, not even the most basic floating spirits.

The essence of this family photo: it is a little girl who killed her parents, holding the corpses of her parents with two small hands, and showing a happy smile in the place of bones.

Wu Heng looked at the comments:

"What a happy family!"

"I really envy you, I'm 178 tall, male, are there any girls who start a family?"

"Oh my God, I'm a bachelor, why do I always brush these!"

In the comment area, most of them were words of appreciation and blessings, wishing their family happiness, and expressing their envy.

But combined with that cold truth, it's a very ironic thing.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wu Heng sensed that there was a person who was asked by him, and he was approaching the True Light Temple in a straight line.

That man is Makoto.

"What is this woman doing again, it's not enough to have a dead boyfriend?"

Wu Heng simply waited in place, wanting to see what kind of demon she was going to do.

He didn't go to the regions to pick up the mediums like a nanny today.

The first reason is that he protects too many mediums, which will completely anger the Demon and lead to the start of a big war in advance.

And the mediums who can survive are also people with outstanding abilities, which is more like a death screening.

Saving those four goddesses was just a coincidence, and it was just a matter of time.

Another reason is that there are so many people gathered in the True Light Temple, if he is served in a pot after leaving, will this exorcism ritual not be done tomorrow?

These people are dead, and they have to die tomorrow to be worthy.

waited for half an hour,

Dressed in a white dress for the Psychic Ceremony and dyed her hair black, Makoto came to the True Light Temple.

"What do you mean by that?"

Wu Heng asked with some annoyance.

"I want to avenge Ye Qi and destroy the Demon of the Spirit!" Makoto replied calmly with hatred in her eyes.

This hatred is against the Demon of the Spirit, not against him, and Wu Heng can still see this.

It's just that

Not to mention the yarn she loves very much and is willing to sacrifice hundreds of lives for it?

Is this going to be saved?

The ridicule in Wu Heng's heart was not revealed, but he just said flatly:

"What about the child, I don't care anymore?"

Makoto looked down at her belly, reached out and gently touched it through her clothes:

"There are so many exorcists here, such a huge ritual, I won't be tainted with evil."

Speaking of this, Zhenqin paused for a moment and continued: "If it is really contaminated, it is also the fate of this child, and he is destined to not be able to come to this world. ”

When Wu Heng heard this, he took a careful look at Zhenqin.

He used to think that the other party was just a pseudo-virgin who didn't know the severity, but he didn't expect that he was a child with a complete brain.

"Childish!" Wu Heng snorted coldly and stopped talking.

On January 1~7, it is still a double monthly pass, one top two ()

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