This is an incident caused by cow dung!

Maybe this evil hidden next to Wu Heng, it is very aggrieved, it is just standing quietly on the side of the road, it was splashed with filth, and it is being done like this, it will definitely take revenge, not to mention this kind of thing, even people can't stand it.

As a result, a priest suddenly appeared and surrendered it with a slap.

Wu Heng observed the evil figure in front of him that looked like a cowboy, and said:

"Since you also looked like a bull when you possessed the car, then your name is Hidden Trick!"

He said a name that had nothing to do with it.

He looked down at the car again, and looked at it with a strange look.

"You just possessed a car, you should be able to control the car, right?"

"In that case, let's drive, I'll rest for a while, and then call me when I get to Lincoln City!"

Wu Heng didn't care whether he had any objections or not, and whether he could understand it or not, he forced him to integrate into the car, and then put Yu Er in the driver's cab, disguised as the driver.

The vehicle's engine roared out of thin air, and the gears turned, moving at high speed along the kilometer.

Wu Heng laid the co-pilot flat, lay on it, and leisurely enjoyed the scenery along the way.

He picked up an obedient, unpaid, 24-hour driver, who can work seven days a week.

A large number of tumbleweeds roll unscrupulously on the wilderness on both sides of the road, occasionally rolling to the road, and are also misguided by the car, easily and flexibly avoided.

Four hours later,

Wu Heng rolled down the window and observed the city in front of him.

"Father, welcome to Lincoln City!"

The policeman at the highway intersection saluted, returned the documents in his hand to Wu Heng, and greeted him.

It's a white cop.

Wu Heng took back his documents, drove the car off the highway, and stopped in front of the nearest café.

While he was drinking, he checked the information of the TV station by the way.

'NBS Channel, an intercontinental television station in Lasga, is located at 217 Lincoln Second Avenue. ’

Wu Heng's target this time is the director of NBS: Bob Kuhn.

Through the newspaper, he carefully observed the appearance of the director of NBS TV.

This is a fat man who looks nearly two meters tall, the muscles on his body hold the shirt a little tight, and his shiny oily hair is combed into back hair, like an underworld character.

But in reality, he's in charge of all the TV station rights in Nebraska.

This plot time is different from the Internet era when mobile phones and computers were developed in later generations.

The main news media are still disseminated through newspapers and television, among which color television undoubtedly occupies an absolute dominant position, it has replaced newspapers, and is deeply loved by the locals.

Even if it is the most boring TV show, they will put down the farm work in their hands and watch it with relish, and then report the show after spending a lot of money in countless purchases.

But the report did not help, and not once was it found to be the fault of the TV station.

None of this has any effect on Bob Kuhn either.

On the contrary, the rising income and the continuous growth of employees' benefits have made him more loved by the employees of the TV station.

Wu Heng parked the car at the door of the TV station and waited quietly.

waited until 21 o'clock in the afternoon, and Wu Heng waited here for the past four hours, waiting for Bob Kuhn to come out.

But he'd read a whole stack of magazines, the doors of the TV station building were locked, and he still hadn't waited for the people he needed.

Wu Heng was annoyed.

He got out of the car with Yu Er and Yin Wei, and the security guard with a gun at the door of the TV station instantly fell into Yu Er's trick wall.

"Director!"

The security guard shouted loudly as if sleepwalking, then turned his head to the left, as if there was someone in the air, and whispered to the air sneakily:

"Shhhh

These words made Wu Heng's face sink, and he felt that he was like a funny clown who had been waiting here for four hours.

Wu Heng returned to the car expressionlessly.

The security guard's body lost its strength and lay flat on the ground, then slowly woke up, he quickly stood up and thought he had accidentally fallen asleep.

Inside the car,

Wu Heng handed Yinwei a lighter, and today the director of the station must come to the TV station.

Directing the hidden trick with the ability to hide, he infiltrated the TV station, chose the less important restaurant location, and lit a fire.

Wu Heng looked at the burning smoke and continued to wait.

About 10 minutes later, with the sound of sirens, a long line of fire trucks arrived at the scene, and 15 minutes later, a relatively high-end looking black Chevrolet sedan stopped in front of the TV station.

Anxious, the panicked security guard quickly greeted him and respectfully opened the car door.

A burly figure stepped out of the car, he walked hurriedly in the direction of the fire truck, and after talking with a person who was not wearing a fireproof suit and resembled a fire commander, he seemed to be relieved.

"This is the car, go for it!"

Wu Heng was on the side of the road on the opposite street, and the conductor secretly possessed Bob Kuhn's car, and he drove away to find a hotel to stay in.

At two o'clock in the morning at night, Wu Heng opened his eyes instantly.

It's time to do something. ’

He got up and walked into the garage to start the car, and according to the mysterious positioning, he came to a rich man's villa area.

Wu Heng didn't go in, he just manipulated Yu Er to climb along the sloping and sharp wall, and according to the mysterious coordinates, he found the place where Bob Kuhn lived.

The ability to 'Trick the Wall' is activated.

The people in this area are all enveloped in it.

Bob Kuhn had just fallen asleep at night after the fire had been overwhelmed when he found himself in a red place.

It seems to be a hollow valley, and the surrounding earth walls and ground are all blood-red, as if they were made of flesh and mud.

Around his body stood densely packed, countless corpses, all of which had lost their skin.

When one of the corpses saw him, he spoke: "Bob Kuhn, you are here too, look at the good things you have done, I have been waiting for you here for a long time." ”

The corpse was pronounced with the accent of a local farmer, and Bob immediately heard it, and he took two steps back.

It seems that the name Bob Kuhn has attracted the attention of many corpses, and they all gathered around, and the pointed nails in their hands scratched his body.

Bob struggled violently and lost consciousness.

"Hiss——!"

Bob woke up suddenly, thinking it was just a nightmare, only to find himself sitting on the living room floor.

"What's going on, am I too tired to fall asleep here?" Bob had some suspicions that something was wrong with his memory, or that he was sleepwalking.

His strong arm held on to the table next to him and tried to stand up, but he felt a slight pain in his body.

So after putting his hand under the pajamas and stroking his body, his complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly turned on all the lights in the room.

Then he walked to the bathroom and lifted his pajamas.

His body was covered in dense scratches, as if scratched with his fingernails.

"How is that possible!" Bob was flawed.

He was obviously just too tired and had a dream, how could he really be injured.

Just when he doubted his life, a corpse dripping with pus suddenly appeared behind him, the corners of its mouth were covered with yellow blisters, the blisters were wrinkled and wrinkled, and as he opened his mouth, he could burst at any time.

"Oh, Bob, I think I should go with D!"

"What, it's only ABC three, Fack, damn bitch, then I'm going to circle a D on you."

The blisters at the corners of the corpse's mouth were punctured by the angry mouth, and the yellow juice inside splashed on Bob's face.

The stench and coldness were so clear, so real.

Bob was completely flustered, he was completely convinced at the moment that he had encountered something evil.

Bob turned around and ran out the door around the corpse, only to look up again to find that he was still indoors. Back to where it was.

The floor of the room cracked, then completely arched, and corpses crawled out of it, screaming angrily at the name Bob Kuhn.

"Damn it!"

When Bob felt cornered and was about to collapse to the ground to accept his fate, a gentle voice sounded in his ears:

"Left-hand direction, don't care about the wall."

At this moment, Bob believes that this is the voice of the Lord, the voice of salvation.

He ran as hard as he could towards the wall on his left, closing his eyes as he hit the wall.

Then he was empty and appeared in the hallway.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the group of corpses behind him also chased out, and Bob continued to escape, only to find that the place where the stairs were located had also become a dead wall.

According to his experience of going out, he thought it was also a hallucination, until he hit him with a pain in the ribs, and he had to admit that it was the real wall.

"Left!" The gentle voice sounded again, and Bob didn't hesitate.

In this way, under the repeated chase of corpses and the command of a gentle voice, Bob ran in front of a black sedan in his pajamas and barefoot.

"Father, help me, I'm a devout believer."

Looking at the priest in the car, Bob burst into tears with excitement and almost burst into tears, and he stretched out his hand to the rear with an anxious expression.

Regardless of whether he believed in God or not before, now he is a devout believer, and whoever dares to question it, he dares to be anxious with whomever he wants.

"Don't panic, child, the light of the Lord shines on you."

Wu Heng pushed open the car door, took out a glass bottle of holy water, and sprinkled it on the group of corpses that came after him, and in the sound of sulfuric acid corrosion, they turned into ashes and completely dissipated.

Then he pulled out a new Bible and a cross.

Holding the Bible in his left hand, he reads:

"Lord, purify your believer again, and remove the unrighteousness from him, that he may have a pure heart and an upright spirit before you."

Then Wu Heng used the cross to press on the forehead of Bob, who was kneeling, a black smoke came out, Wu Heng stretched out his hand and pulled it at the side position, and the mystery had been caught in his hand, and then disappeared.

Bob shuddered again as he looked at what had been cleared out of his body.

Inside Bob's villa,

He was making coffee for Wu Heng, and in his impression, the priests liked coffee, and coffee was called "a sacred object to remove drowsiness and purify the soul".

It's just that when passing by the bathroom, Bob's body subconsciously tightened, and he already had a shadow on his home.

"Father, you mean that when I was at the scene of the fire, I was tainted with the smell of hell?"

Bob put the steaming coffee on the table and asked with some panic.

"Yes, I sensed that something was wrong, traced it all the way here, and then felt your crisis."

Wu Heng's eyes were full of kindness, as if he was looking at his own child.

"I see, yes, I'll just say that the fire is a little strange, it turns out that the debris of hell is at work!"

"Thank you, Lord, thank you, Father!"

Bob suddenly realized, cursed a little angrily, and looked at Wu Heng gratefully.

Wu Heng felt that this was a bit strange, and he couldn't tell whether he was scolded or grateful.

"Bob, you're in it, fear has come to the world, you've been contaminated with it, and you'll continue to encounter related things."

Wu Heng's words made Bob shocked, although he was a strong man in business, but in the face of mysterious events like a child, he stared at Wu Heng pleadingly:

"Father, can you?"

"I'm sorry, Bob, I have something very important to do and can't help you all the time." Wu Heng interrupted Bob's words, as if he knew what he was going to say.

Bob continued to stare at Wu Heng pitifully, as if his eyes moved Wu Heng, and Wu Heng opened his mouth again to explain:

"The power of Hell in this invasion is very strong, I need to find some strong people who ignore fear to carry the power of the 12 Apostles, in order to completely exorcise the evil, and then the aura on your body will naturally disappear."

"It's just that this kind of person is too difficult to find, I will spend time, during this time, you have to be careful yourself, I will give you some holy water."

Bob was a little anxious inside, he had been scared out of the shadows, and he couldn't help but tremble at the thought of seeing those horrible corpses at any time.

He listened to Wu Heng's helpless explanation, his brain was spinning rapidly, and then his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly offered a plan:

"Father, you said that since you want to find a specific candidate, you can rely on the TV station to find it, we can carry out a variety show, with high remuneration and treatment, so that the person who ignores your fear will be automatically sent to the door."

"In particular, my NBS TV station is basically a must-see channel in Nebraska every day, which is much easier and more effective than if you had to travel long distances to find it."

Wu Heng said with some concern:

"Can this be done, I've never tried it like this, if the people who come are ordinary people, it's likely to delay things."

Bob's faith was even fuller.

His face was full of joy, and he was confident that the plan to keep the priest would succeed.

It seems that the priest, though very good at mysteries, clearly does not know so much about modern methods. ’

A wave of confidence rose in his heart.

As long as the candidates who do not meet the requirements are screened out after strict audition, and the judges are strictly controlled, the right people can be selected.

"Father, trust me once, please, I promise to get the job done."

Bob patted his chest vigorously and swore an oath.

"This, since that's the case, let's try it first, but if it doesn't work within three days, I can't delay it any longer!"

"Bob, it should cost a lot of money to do this kind of talent selection show, and it's all for you."

Wu Heng will be Ben. Hanscomb handed Bob a check in gold and a new bag of gold.

"So much!"

Bob was a little surprised to see the numbers above, he already wanted to pay out of his own pocket, although it would cost a lot of wealth, but compared to his own safety, it was nothing.

He just wanted to return it to Wu Heng, but Wu Heng refused in advance.

"Take it Bob, there are demons who always like to collect riches, and the meaning of these riches is for this moment, and now is not the time to save."

Wu Heng's words made Bob's confidence skyrocket tenfold again.

Wu Heng looked at Bob with a firm face and smiled slightly in his heart.

He came to Lincoln City this time to use the largest state television station to select people, but if he took the initiative to bring up some things, it would lead people to wonder if everything was too coincidental.

But if the person himself comes up with it, they will be convinced of their wisdom and strategy, and even have a sense of pride.

Wu Heng only guided Bob in the opposite direction a little, and asked him to take the initiative to help Wu Heng think of a way from the perspective of his own safety and interests.

In this way, Bob will definitely do his best to do things.

(End of chapter)