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Chapter Sixteen Possession

The first impression of this photo is like one of those supernatural photos that are circulated on the Internet. The scene is very strange. Gesang Medo in the photo does not notice or react at all, but the shadow behind her is clearly visible.

This photo frightened Gesang Meiduo, and also made Mustache feel a little chilly.

Mustache is also a flawed person, but he is stronger than most people. He cannot see everything. However, at such a close distance, he actually did not notice the shadow of a group of people behind Gesang Medo. This shows that

What?

"Brother! What on earth is this!" Gesangmeido's panic gradually turned into anger. After entering the Ice City, she was frightened one after another, and this kind of fright has gradually exceeded her bottom line. There are

With the mustache in front of her, Gesangmedo's body no longer trembled, but when she looked at the photo taken by the digital camera, she couldn't tell who the shadow was, nor could she tell the other person's gender, age, appearance, or anything else.

"Go back to the ice wall and have a look." Mustache could not distinguish the shadow for the time being, but he had an intuition that this shadow would not appear for no reason. Since it appeared, there must be something that cannot be known now.

Moreover, Xiaozhu felt that these unknowable secrets must be very important.

"Do you want to go back?" Gesangmedo held his camera, his hands shaking slightly involuntarily.

"You stay behind me, I'll go alone."

"Brother! Don't leave me!" Gesang Medo bit her lip and grabbed her mustache. She was scared, but the cold man in front of her who knocked down the snow giant with only a pipe was frightening.

She has a sense of security, and she is a very curious person.

This place is not very far from the ice wall just now. When they were about to approach, Gesangmeduo almost completely hid behind Mustache, only exposing the barrel of the Type 56 gun with the butt cut off.

Beard adjusted the flashlight to its strongest level. At this distance, his vision and hearing could detect any slight noises or abnormalities.

The body of a snow giant was still near the ice wall. Mustache stood in the distance and carefully observed the place where he had just taken pictures of Gesang Medo, but no matter how he looked at it, it could no longer be normal here. The blurry mass

The human shadow has disappeared.

Mustache thought for a while, then reached out to Gesang Medo for the camera, and took several photos of this place. After that, Gesang Medo took out the photos he just took, and the flash made the ice wall in the lens white.

It was a bit dazzling, but still couldn't see the shadow. Mustache thought about it again and looked at Gesang Meiduo.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gesangmedo subconsciously stepped back: "Brother, what do you want me to do?"

Mustache judged that the prayer wheel and even the shadow were directly related to Kelsang Medo, which meant that the shadow could only appear again if Kelsang Medo was close. Kelsang Medo soon understood that the little

What the beard meant was that her head was shaking faster than a prayer wheel, and she refused to go over and take pictures again.

"What should we do?" Mustache was unwilling to force Gesang Meiduo, and for a while he couldn't think of any other way. This matter was a bit bizarre.

"Brother, do you think there is something inside this wall?" Gesangmedo pulled the velvet on his hat and told Mustache about several movies he had watched in the past. The plots of those movies were pure.

It's a random fabrication, but it can give people some inspiration by linking it to this completely unreasonable phenomenon.

Mustache turned his attention to the ice wall. He didn't know if there was something inside the wall, but even if there was something, it could cause such a result? However, something that is not in line with common sense can no longer be judged by common sense. This building

There seems to be a secret connection between Bingcheng, Six Fingers and even the doomsday prophecy. Mustache does not want to let go of any possible clues and opportunities, even though some dangers and unexpected things may appear during the exploration.

"You step back and I'll go take a look."

Mustache directly picked up the carbide lamp. When the carbide lamp was turned to the brightest, the high-temperature flame could quickly melt through the ice wall. Gesang Meiduo took out his little hidden knife and said that if there was another accident this time

, she will definitely swing the knife in time to protect her mustache.

He slowly approached the place where he had just taken the photo, and added some calcium carbide into the lamp tube. The lamp head without the lampshade suddenly burst out with a flame more than a foot long. A small pit immediately appeared in the ice wall, and the melted ice water moved along the ice wall.

Slowly flowing downward. This ice wall may be a part of a demolished building. It is not particularly thick. When half of the wall was burned through by the flames, nothing still appeared. Mustache felt that the remaining

It is impossible to find anything in half the ice layer.

At this time, he suddenly noticed something strange. To be precise, the strange thing came from behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw Gesang Medo standing not far away. He didn't know when he had moved.

Walk towards the ice wall.

"What are you doing?" Mustache asked immediately, but next, he knew that he must have asked in vain. Because Gesangmedo's eyes became blank and dull, she seemed to have lost consciousness again, as if she was being controlled.

Generally, walking stiffly.

Mustache immediately put down the lamp in his hand, stepped over, and held Kelsang Medo tightly. However, the other party's reaction was a bit fierce, and the Tibetan knife in his hand suddenly swiped past Mustache's eyes. Mustache grabbed Kelsang Medo and held it tightly.

The hand of the knife then held her. Gesangmedo slowly turned his head and looked at Xiaozi, a look that made Xiaohu feel very strange.

Gesang Meiduo's strength became very strong, and the power that was inexplicably poured into her body seemed to be able to compete with Mustache. Normally, Mustache had a hundred ways to deal with the opponent, but he was unwilling to hurt Gesang.

Mei Duo. In this stalemate, Gesang Mei Duo still walked towards the ice wall step by step.

At this moment, Xiaozhu suddenly had an idea. He wanted to let go of Kelsang Medo and see what she was going to do. But he was not sure whether the other party would be in danger after letting go of Kelsang Medo, so

This idea was swirling in my mind, and I still couldn't decide.

However, Mustache had melted half of the ice wall before, and there was no difference. So after a fierce struggle with the thoughts in his mind, his hand gradually relaxed a little, and he let Gesang Medo walk forward slowly.

Gesang Meiduo swung the hand holding the Tibetan knife, and the sharp Tibetan knife slashed towards the blood vessels between Mustache's neck. Mustache had originally planned to let go, but at this time he had to control her again.

.

"Let me go..."

Gesang Meiduo squeezed out three words through his teeth. However, these three words gave Mustache, who had experienced countless twists and turns of life and death, a sudden panic. Because this was not Gesang Meiduo's voice at all, it was

It was dull and hoarse, the voice of a strange man.

Thinking about this situation makes one's scalp numb. In a dark and unfamiliar environment, the familiar people around him suddenly seemed to be possessed, making extremely unfamiliar sounds.

At this moment, Mustache already knew that the person in front of him was no longer Gesang Meiduo.

The strength in Gesangmei Duo's hand suddenly increased, and she suddenly got rid of the shackles of her mustache. She almost stepped to the ice wall with an incredible speed, and stood silently facing the lonely ice wall for two minutes.

Mustache's hand holding the alloy tube relaxed slightly, because he knew clearly that the enemy he was facing did not seem to be human.

Immediately afterwards, Gesangmei Duo turned around and slowly sat down cross-legged on the spot. One of her hands was free, but she kept repeating an action. At first, Mustache was very attracted to this kind of machine.

He was puzzled by the strange movements, but after looking at them, he found that they were very similar to the movements of lamas or Tibetan people in Tibetan areas when shaking prayer wheels. However, Kelsang Medo's hands were empty.

, so such actions are incomprehensible.

"You will die." Gesangmedo's eyes were completely closed. She was like a believer who had been shaking the prayer wheel all her life. The voice coming out of her mouth was still that of a strange man, dull and hoarse.

: "Someone will kill you soon!"

"Who are you?" Mustache asked back calmly. This time, he could distinguish something from his voice. This dull man's voice spoke Chinese, but it was very stiff, and it was different from the original speaker of Gazha Monastery.

Like the living Buddha Rinpoche, he may hardly use Chinese to talk to people on a daily basis.

"The place where the sun sets is the beginning of hope. It is difficult to cleanse the world with the power of one person alone. The ancient inheritance has powerful power and will never perish..."

Mustache still remembers this passage. It was a piece of Tibetan text he saw before entering Xuefeng Ice City. In an instant, Mustache had an idea. This was like possessing Kelsang Meiduo.

The voice is that of a murderer so fierce that one punch can break a person's skull?

But how is this possible? Xiaozhu doesn’t know who the murderer is, but in what state does the murderer exist at this moment? In Xiaozhu’s understanding, when a person dies, he is dead, except for a skin.

Nothing will be left, no gods or ghosts will exist.

However, this is a Tibetan area, the most mysterious land in the world. From the past to the present, many unexplained phenomena have occurred.

Mustache did not ask any more questions. He knew that since the other party appeared with such a hostile attitude, he would not tell what he wanted to know. At this moment, the only thing he was worried about was whether Gesang Medo would be affected in any way.

"You don't know who I am, you will die soon and be killed..."


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