The second row of spiritual seats trembled at the same time, and the strange auras connected with each other and spread to both sides.
throughout the entire building.
In the ancestral hall that looks like an old oil painting, there are irregular fog-colored cracks.
It was as if someone had folded and unfolded the painting countless times, and finally developed irreparable creases.
On the other side of the crease...there's obviously something trying to break through the thin paper.
The fog that was about to dissipate suddenly became several times thicker, and there was a strong earthy smell in the breath.
Can't see clearly.
The only thing that can be seen clearly are the illusory palms roaring out from the cracks.
They took on physical form the moment they touched the mist, and their power increased by three points.
"court death."
The young man looked cold and snapped his fingers.
If others can't see clearly, Wang Jin can't see clearly either.
But this doesn't stop him from doing things.
Four large water-patterned flags soared into the sky and kept hovering in the air.
Raising his hand to press the blue flag floating in front of him, Wang Jin's pupils instantly turned dark.
The vast inspiration allows Wang Jin to forcefully use some strange equipment that is obviously not suitable for him.
It's like popping popcorn with a grenade or running Didi with a Maybach.
Although it is wasteful, the effect is unquestionable.
Inspiration is fully unleashed and controlled by force.
A shadow of light blue costume appeared on Wang Jin's body, and the blue light of the water flag was so intense that it was about to flow out.
The next second, the white mist that had just emerged disappeared in an instant, and was all absorbed by the walking water flag.
The originally foggy vision became clear again.
Unfortunately, Wang Jin did not have time to be happy.
The palm of his hand quickly enlarged in his eyes, almost touching the tip of his nose.
These things are very fast, not even a fraction faster than long hands.
It only took a blink of an eye to reach him, leaving no time for anyone to react.
Xiaohua screamed, holding her head and squatting behind Wang Jin, trying hard not to get hurt.
Hu Xiaobei looked a little pale, and the chaotic roar obviously made her with sensitive hearing uncomfortable.
Even so, she observed the situation carefully and tried to save the situation.
Unlike the other two who reacted as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Wang Jin just stood there quietly, looking at the pale palms in front of him.
He is as leisurely as the hero in a horror movie, facing death with a nonchalant attitude.
Hu Xiaobei turned his head and looked at Wang Jin, seeming to understand something.
So he put his hands in his pockets and stood there with him in a daze.
Like a heroine in a horror movie.
call!
The white trench coat was raised, and the girl was instantly submerged in the wave of illusory palms.
call--
The palm passes through the body, leaving only a harmless cold wind.
They pinch, scratch, scratch, and hit.
But none of them had any effect.
The palms and theirs don't seem to be in the same reality, and even if they overlap, it will have no effect.
Destined to keep flapping there, unable to rage.
"cough…"
Wang Jin looked at the crack that was obviously much narrower and coughed lightly.
He straightened his hair that was flying everywhere, and seemed to hesitate to speak.
Wang Jin suddenly wanted to say the line "I bet your gun has no bullets in it", but suddenly felt it was not appropriate.
So Wang Jin thought for a moment and covered Xiaohua's eyes.
Face the palm in front of you and raise your middle finger.
Actions are more powerful than words, Wang Jin agrees with this view.
"The palm uses mist as a medium, and now the mist disappears..."
Hu Xiaobei rubbed the big ears on the top of his head and whispered softly.
Considering the situation at hand, she reluctantly followed Wang Jin's train of thought.
only…
It still takes a few seconds to think about the cause by yourself based on the results.
But Wang Jin judged the situation the moment his vision was blocked and made the most effective response.
"So smart."
The girl puffed up her cheeks and turned to look at Wang Jin.
The latter was squatting next to Xiaohua and arming herself with her, looking like "I admire you very much".
It feels quite wise and foolish.
"A little silly again."
Hu Xiaobei nodded, thoughtfully.
After a long time, she stretched out her left hand and tapped the palm of her right hand.
"Smart fool."
"Um?"
After comforting Xiaohua, Wang Jin stood up and turned to respond to Hu Xiaobei's call.
Although he easily dealt with those palms just now, Wang Jin knew how dangerous they were.
The speed and strength are several times stronger than those of long hands, and the numbers are terrifying.
Just one hit would cause serious injuries, let alone an attack that could be called a wave.
Fortunately, the palm of his hand probably gave Wang Jin half a second to think before taking action.
Quite sufficient for Wang Jin.
To be able to achieve this, Xiaohua has a great contribution.
If the person who went to offer incense just now was Wang Jin, it's hard to say what would happen now.
This also shows from the side that there is nothing wrong with Wang Jin's plan. Taking Xiaohua with him is an unethical but quite wise choice.
"Did you hear anything?"
"Everyone was calling us traitors, mixed with swear words and meaningless shouts."
Hu Xiaobei held his chin and tapped his arm lightly with his other hand.
"But the second-row guy with the loudest voice is different."
The girl turned to look at Wang Jin, her tone suddenly slowed down, and she spoke almost word for word.
"He said...well, be careful."
"oh?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
He is very good at observing details, so he found some places worth noting.
The shout from the head of the second platoon was loud, but it was too vague in Wang Jin's ears to hear clearly.
So Wang Jin focused on observing other things.
The shouts are the complaints of the platoon leader, and the illusory palms are the embodiment of the platoon leader's will.
As long as they are dissatisfied, they will attack themselves in these two ways.
But from the moment the second platoon leader shouted, the crack that was still expanding instantly shrank a lot, and the number of palms pouring out did not continue to increase.
Obviously, he originally planned to help, but gave up the idea after seeing how fierce Wang Jin was.
All in all, the second platoon leader who came from other places did not seem to reject Wang Jin, who was also a foreigner, and was even willing to share some information.
"Is it a trap?"
Hu Xiaobei frowned slightly and tugged on Wang Jin's sleeve.
She wasn't too scared, just a little worried.
I don't know since when, I have always been worried about Wang Jin's safety for no reason.
This has nothing to do with trust.
It's like playing blackmail with friends.
You know that his invincible consciousness is terrifying, but he has only one drop of blood and cannot be revived.
Since the ancestral hall is so dangerous, it's hard to say what could happen to the well in the backyard.
What's more, the second row leader is also a member of the village.
The other platoon leaders were obviously trying to block his group, and the second platoon leader's position was probably not consistent with what he showed.
"It's not a trap."
Wang Jin hesitated for a moment and then spoke softly.
"You can understand it if you comb through the clues carefully."
"first."
"The leader of the second row is an outsider from the village, but he can still hold a high position even though the other tablets are so exclusive."
"This is enough to show that he has made commendable progress in the Mud Dragon King incident."
"He was involved in an incident that had nothing to do with him. Before he died, he was thinking of ways to confront the Mud Dragon King... This is a rare good person."
"There is no need for people like this to trick us at this time. The well may be the key."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes.
He knew that this reason was a bit far-fetched, but now he didn't need to prove that "the second platoon leader is a good person", he only needed to prove that "he must go to the well".
So the young man sighed and spoke again.
"Secondly."
"The other platoon leaders called us traitors."
"In other words, someone gave them a hard time."
"Judging from the number of tablets that obviously don't match up, there is a high probability that this person is also at the top of the list."
"Our position is the same as that of the second platoon leader, and we are opposite to the platoon leader who betrayed the village."
"The enemy of our enemy is our friend, and the second platoon leader will not lie to us."
Wang Jin picked up Xiao Hua and wiped the inhibitor from her face to prevent it from getting into her eyes.
"Finally, let's look at those palms just now."
"They are closely related to the [mist] formed by a certain liquid."
"Knowing whether the fog is well water or rainwater, I can make a rough estimate of the matter."
Wang Jin stretched out his hand to hold Hu Xiaobei's slightly thin shoulders and asked her to look into his eyes.
"I must go, but I will go by myself."
"What...what do you mean?"
The girl was stunned.
"You should know very well...don't you want to believe it?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
"Xiaohua is a foreigner, but she came back safely after fetching water."
"But there are dangers in water wells that the second platoon leaders have to warn personally."
"Guess where this danger lies?"
“…”
Hu Xiaobei did not answer.
The answer was on her lips, but she was a little speechless.
After a long time, Hu Xiaobei sighed and spoke softly.
"Bottom of the well."
"That's right."
Wang Jin smiled, his smile still pure and bright.
"I need someone I can trust absolutely."
"After all, the villagers don't know when they will go crazy and rush over... Then it will be interesting if no one grabs me."
The young man reached out and smoothed the girl's slightly frowned brow.
"Don't worry, I'm pretty good at dealing with death."
"Tsk...I reluctantly agree to you."
Hu Xiaobei's expression became less happy for a moment, but he still looked away and spoke softly.
She couldn't see clearly her ambiguous feelings for this young man...but one thing was clear.
If he died, I would be sad for a long, long time.
It's as sad as the death of my third uncle.
"I'm watching from the door."
Xiaohua waved her hand and volunteered to run far away, sitting on the threshold and swaying.
Hu Xiaobei did not look at Wang Jin, but walked to the backyard, as if he wanted to check the situation in advance.
"call…"
The young man took off his coat and began to adjust his equipment.
A backpack is quite inconvenient underwater. Fortunately, Wang Jin also has a small satchel issued by the company.
Although it can't hold much, Wang Jin doesn't need to bring too much.
There are many equipment that cannot be used underwater, such as shock bombs.
This thing cannot be thrown far underwater, and the shock wave generated by the explosion will be transmitted back along the water, knocking people unconscious in the well.
It is simply a good helper for suicide.
Inhibitors are not very effective unless the entire well is filled.
If that were to happen, the villagers who had lost their living water would definitely come here to fight for their lives.
In addition, Hu Xiaobei himself doesn't like these villagers very much...
When Wang Jin came out, he could only see corpses all over the village.
"Alice's power will also be weakened a lot, but at least it can still be used."
Wang Jin hung the shotgun on his waist.
"The most important thing is to walk the water flag."
Open your backpack and fasten the four large aqua flags to your belt.
This thing gave Wang Jin the courage to jump into the well.
[Author's digression]: I have a fever and I really can't stand it_(:зゝ∠)_
No update on the 29th
You should wear more clothes, it’s been cold lately????????????