"The coordinates of the witch!" Wu Heng said coldly.

"Yes, yes~!"

The evil spirit Grote nodded hurriedly, it was already stupid at this time, and it didn't dare to ask for any points or criminals, and it only wanted to return to hell.

Even outside its lair,

There will be a festering, cauliflower-covered mother evil spirit guarding it.

After all, his appearance is handsome in hell, compared to something that only has a skeleton or no human form.

Grote hurriedly stuffed the two broken tentacles back into his forehead, and a cloud of white mist gathered between the tentacles.

In the white mist, the witch's location, terrain, orientation, etc., are displayed in three dimensions.

"Get back into the salt ring!" After Wu Heng remembered all these pictures in his mind, he said lightly.

"Hey~!"

The evil spirit Grote only felt that this command was full of hope, and it was the hope of life!

It nodded hurriedly, carrying its belly tail with one hand, and supporting the ground with the other, and quickly crawled back along the gap in the salt ring that was rubbed when it was dragged by Wu Heng.

No way

The rope tied to its waist was dead and had not yet been untied, and the tail and waist wound did not match, and it did not dare to glue the tail back without the order to untie the rope.

If the anger of the big guy in front of him has not subsided, any superfluous actions may lead to its complete destruction.

Grote, who entered the salt circle, was not at ease,

Hurriedly wiped it with his hand, when it was first summoned, it deliberately secreted mucus on the ground in order to destroy the salt ring, for fear of causing some unnecessary misunderstandings.

Seeing this, the man in the windbreaker on the side also stepped forward silently and filled the gap in the salt ring of the spell array with the coarse salt in the bag.

At this time, Grote is like a cat who has just been brought into a strange home, without the slightest arrogance at the beginning.

But all this is just its instinct to bully the soft and fear the hard, and Wu Heng naturally saw through this.

He used his spiritual power to flip through the albums of the 'Ten Prison Flowers of Witches', memorized all the images of these witches in his mind, and then threw the album on the table beside him.

"This thing is for you."

Then he turned to Harrison and said:

"One more thing, this kind of evil spirit, their personality has always been capricious, I don't think you can grasp it very well, do you want to help you kill it?"

"Don't, I don't dare anymore, I don't want any points in the future!"

Grote panicked instantly when he heard this, and he immediately said to Harrison: "Harrison, those previous urban legends, haunted houses, and demonic possessions are all information provided by me, and I have made meritorious contributions to PI!" ”

"Your information is all exchanged by us for sacrifices, but the rewards that should be given have been given, this is called trading, not meritorious service." Harrison immediately cleared up the matter.

"I'm useful, I know a lot of news, I promise to know everything in the future, give me a chance, please, woo woo ——!" From the corners of Grote's eyes, mucus was secreted, as if crying.

Its heart is very restless at this time, and it is constantly counting the time.

There are still 28 minutes, only an hour, and then it can return to hell on its own, how can it be delayed for such a long time!

"Big guy, it's better for you to decide, as long as you can relieve your anger, you will kill it." Harrison said with a smile on his face.

Wu Heng glanced at Harrison, he already understood the other party's choice, so he said: "Since you don't want it to die, then keep it for now, after all, it is something you summoned." ”

After finishing speaking, Wu Heng put the serpentine stockings into the life box, turned into black smoke, and flew away from here.

The information he wants to know has already been obtained, and it would be a waste of time to stay any longer, and he would be too lazy to be vain.

With Wu Heng disappearing,

The invisible pressure in the secret room suddenly dissipated, and the atmosphere was much lighter.

Wu Heng killed tens of thousands of people, and used Grote as a toy to fiddle with it, which brought them too much deterrent.

If I had to describe it, it would be the equivalent of them being tied up all over their bodies, and then locked up in the same room with the same neurotic.

In the hands of the neuropaths, there is still a sharp blade,

Although the other party looks quite normal, but no one can guess when this knife will suddenly stab him!

"Harrison, it's horrible here, let me go now!"

Seeing Wu Heng leave, Grote straightened his waist slightly, and no longer crawled tightly on the ground.

It thought for a moment and continued: "Thank you for helping me, how do you know that if you answer like this, the big guy will let me go?" ”

"I'm scared to death, I almost thought that you unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, and refused to help me, I was going to die here!"

The evil spirit Grote asked curiously as he untied the knot on his waist and pasted his tail on his abdomen with the secreted mucus.

"That's my big guy, I knew what the right answer was at the time, and since I knew that I helped you, I'll cooperate next time." Harrison said quietly.

In fact, he really didn't want to care about Grote, and he didn't intercede for Grote.

Thinking that it is dead, it is also dead!

It's really too risky, climb along the pole to intercede, in case you make the big guy angry, Grlot is not the only one who will die.

He didn't have a friendship with Wu Heng, and he didn't know Wu Heng's temperament, so he just inferred from the general moodiness of hell creatures and treated them with caution.

What demons like to do most is to make people make demands.

If you want wealth, you will throw people into the depths of the gold mine and starve to death; If you want to stay young forever, you make each other into specimens; If you want power, throw it to the sun and become the lord of the stars.,

Things like this caused their PI people to not dare to ask casually.

Harrison didn't expect it either,

The big guy not only saw his inner thoughts, but even took the initiative to give him a face.

After all, he doesn't feel that he has face.

Speaking of which, it's really not easy for PI to maintain a hell like Grote, at least every time he can take out some useful information in his mouth.

Grote is deceitful, remorseful, and very greedy.

From the first sacrifice was just a chicken, to the cows, sheep, and human corpses in the back, due to the continuous increase, the price has now increased to the point that every time a living person is needed.

If it continues to have a greater appetite, it wants to ask for news, and the PI is afraid that it will not even be able to afford the sacrifice.

But Grote is greedy,

But for the information given, in terms of authenticity, there is never a lie, which is why the PI is willing to keep it.

Many hellish creatures, who look down on humans at all, have benefited from it, and after eating and wiping it off, they have left a mouth full of lies.

Just because these things are obviously eaten and taken, and they deliberately give false news, resulting in a lot of PI's people being killed in the pit.

"Colley, take out the intelligence questionnaire that you have prepared in advance."

Harrison tilted his head and glanced in the direction of the open doorway, then suddenly smiled at his aunt and turned to the other man in a trench coat.

When the man in the trench coat named Colley heard this,

From the inside pocket of the trench coat, he took out a notebook and a pen and threw them into the salt ring.

"Grote, don't just say thank you, write out all the 13 pieces of information in this and tell us, and it will be regarded as a reward for saving your life." Harrison smiled and said, "Your life is worth 13 messages, I heard that you hellish creatures like 13 and think it's an auspicious number." ”

"No, those demons only like 13, I only like B!"

Grote squeezed the antennae that had been reversed on the left and right sides due to excessive panic just now, squeezed it into his head with his palm, completed the left and right exchange in the skull, and popped out of his forehead again, while licking his lips and said:

"13 messages! How many points do you have to give me? ”

When he spoke, he kept holding the horns with his hands, which was a symbol of its noble status, similar to the horns of demons, but it could charm many evil spirit mothers.

"The big guy shouldn't have gone far yet!" Harrison kept smiling, "Why don't I go and consult?" ”

"Don't, don't get points, I'll write it."

As soon as he glued his tail, the evil spirit Grote, who had recovered his three-point nature, heard the word 'big guy', immediately shrunk his neck, controlled the pen in the air, and wrote hard.

Soon the writing was completed, and Harrison kept his promise and sent Grote back to Hell.

He was flipping through the unfinished information.

The trench coat man next to him, Coley, pulled down the back of his shirt soaked in cold sweat, separated it from his skin, and couldn't help but speak:

"Harrison, did you say our calculations were discovered by the big guys?"

The young man stood silently aside, and when he heard this, he looked up a little blankly: "Ah! What calculation? ”

But the other six didn't pay attention to him, this young man didn't have enough emotional intelligence, and he had to continue to practice.

"Yes, it was discovered!" Harrison nodded affirmatively.

"But for now, the fortunate thing in the misfortune is that the big guy didn't get angry, but pushed the boat down the river and helped us."

"One is that we did help, and this guy Grote happens to know the details; The second is that the other party should belong to the orderly and evil character, not as irritable and indiscriminate as the demon. ”

"It's really dangerous this time!" Colley clasped his hands together and said in fear.

Their PI knew from the beginning that the evil spirit Grote would never give an honest account of information, and the last time they asked for information about the 'cultists in Buller Town', they asked for three prisoners.

This time, absolutely not, as long as three prisoners open their mouths to reveal the news.

One of the psychic mediums in their organization communicated with Grote in advance, and only after knowing that Grote knew about Northumberland County did he start summoning the other party.

After all, the sacrifice can only be enjoyed after being summoned, otherwise Grote will not reveal any information.

This time, they deliberately only brought three prisoners, and offered to let Wu Heng ask in person.

They believe that

In the face of the information clues that Wu Heng is concerned about, he will definitely ask in person, so that he can rest assured, this is human nature.

And Grote's bad character has long been thoroughly analyzed by them, knowing that this time, Grote will inevitably anger Wu Heng.

During the trip to the military base, they risked their lives and had already tried out: although Wu Heng can kill, he is not a chaotic and evil character who kills indiscriminately.

This time, I wanted to use Wu Heng's hand to play a fox and fake tiger power, so as to teach the greedy Grlot a lesson.

And he can also take the opportunity to further observe Wu Heng,

Analyze more about the strongman's personality and behavior, so that in the future, develop an effective response plan.

Once the plan was decided, it was implemented.

In the beginning, things were going well, and everything was going as they envisioned.

Wu Heng was indeed enraged, and came to them and ravaged the greedy Grote.

But when Wu Heng asked them, 'Do you want to help kill Grote',

The six people who knew the plan were scared out of a cold sweat.

This deliberate act of questioning them and leaving Grote's life to their choice.

Except for the young man, the other six instantly understood the meaning of this sentence: their intentions had been perceived by Wu Heng!

Because of this,

Even if Harrison wanted Grlot to be alive and continue to provide them with information, he didn't dare to climb the pole and continued to intercede for Groot.

At that time, they even thought: I hope that only the seven of them can be killed to calm Wu Heng's anger of being plotted.

The result was unexpected,

Wu Heng did not get angry, but helped them and pushed the credit for Grote's survival on their heads.

Thinking of this, the other five people glanced at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, with raw joy on their faces.

Harrison's face was serious, he sighed, and said helplessly: "Strong strength, the ability to penetrate people's hearts, simple and neat killing, and not subject to the laws of hell, with this kind of person, America is in danger!" ”

They PI organization, with the help of the identity of ordinary people, circulate among all kinds of demons and monsters, taking advantage of each other's shortcomings to check and balance each other.

Many powerful evil creatures have their own paranoid personalities, and naturally there are loopholes that can be exploited.

It was the first time they had encountered an evil like Wu Heng with no obvious flaws.

As a matter of fact

It was indeed as they thought, Wu Heng, who was rushing back to the gathering place of believers, did see through their thoughts at that time.

Although the emotions of those six people are very stable,

But the fear fluctuations and changes in his eyes on his body immediately made Wu Heng find out that the other party was taking advantage of the situation.

But as long as it doesn't block his way, and doesn't interfere with his things,

In addition, he did provide useful information and helped himself, and Wu Heng didn't care about the other party's little ninety-nine.

If he didn't beat Grote, the time wasted in bargaining between them would probably be even more delayed than the time when Wu Heng did it directly.

With the wild evil spirit, he will repay his own favor, and he will lose nothing.

When Wu Heng returned, the believers' celebration had ended, and Curry and Blake were sitting side by side on a collapsed tree pole, drinking beer and chatting.

After the two experienced life and death in the dream world together, they no longer had the original idea of fighting openly and secretly, and became good brothers.

"Blake, since Lori and you still have such a good relationship, I suggest that you don't let her stay in Springwood Town, someone may use this to threaten you."

As a person who has come over, Curry reminded Blake.

"You have a story here, tell it, I'm done telling me." Blake lifted the can of beer, and the two of them clinked glasses.

Curry took a big sip and talked about his regrets about Alison.

He still doesn't understand why Alice has to put two unrelated things, cowardice, bullying and affection, together.

He is willing to have love, but he never wants to be bullied.

Wu Heng didn't disturb everyone, found a place, and summoned the dream realm and entered the dream realm.

He restrained his mind from the chaos of thoughts, the dream dissipated, and he quickly fell into the dreamless zone.

All kinds of weird insect-eating light clusters also became agitated after discovering him.

Different from nightmares, Wu Heng's nightmare power generated when he has a dream, which contains dream factors, has been able to easily isolate these devourers.

They can't break through dreams in the first place.

Wu Heng followed Freddy's route to the Crystal Lake and quickly sank in the dream.

The darkness around them also began to change,

At first, it was like a blue sky, but white clouds appeared, and the dark dreamless area gradually appeared like a substantial shadow.

Continue to sink again,

Wu Heng felt as if he was walking on foot, slowly walking into a snowy area from a clear place, surrounded by a sponge-like dark substance.

Gradually, these materials became thicker and thicker like snow, and Wu Heng felt a feeling of landing similar to that when the lighthouse space cover disappeared.

He has gone into the hell of this world.

Endless shadows covered the entire sky, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of sulfur and stench, unusually pungent.

The ground under his feet was extremely hot, and from time to time there were tiny flames that came out of the ground.

Strange roars and moans continued to emanate from the darkness around them, echoing through the space.

Wu Heng suddenly felt that more than a thousand fear links appeared in his mind at this time, of which 512 weaker links were gathered together, and the remaining more than five hundred were scattered all over the place, and the distance between them spanned a lot.

And these scattered fears,

They vary in strength, some are extremely strong, and some are so weak that they disconnect almost immediately.

He guessed that these people, the rich ones among them should be the ones he had died, who luckily did not die cleanly and came to hell.

As for the extremely weak, it should be some extremely evil people who have watched Michael's online videos, who died after an accident.

Wu Heng also immediately confirmed,

The five hundred fearful links gathered together were definitely the believers who were taken away by the witches.

He discerned the direction and unleashed a random stunt force, scattering an evil spirit that had pounced fifty meters away, turning it into black smoke and flying away from the place.

During the flight,

Wu Heng found that the air here was accompanied by a viscous feeling, ordinary sinful souls, their originally light and fluttering bodies, but they had a mass here, causing them to only walk slowly.

And there is not the slightest breath of life here,

Evil souls will be burned by the flames that suddenly burst out, and they will also be burned by the ground, and their destination can only be endless darkness.

The evil spirits that are slightly stronger and can withstand the torment are also distorted and angry by the hellish breath contained in the air.

Wu Heng suddenly felt that Grote could maintain some of his sanity in this environment, with that kind of lower-level strength, and he could be regarded as a talent.

In the course of continuous flight,

The hot and dry air suddenly turns to bitterly cold, then to rancid dampness, and the environment is constantly changing.

Wu Heng was also getting closer and closer to the position of the believers.

He surveyed his surroundings and compared them with the markings provided by Grote, and found that they basically matched.

(End of chapter)