Not only him, but all the other passengers in this first-class cabin fell in a pool of blood. There were no other scars on their bodies, as if they had fallen asleep, with strange smiles on their faces.
An Qingyu stepped forward, carefully analyzed everyone's status, and shook his head.
"They are all dead. During our battle, the people here were mentally controlled and completed a ritual. Only he was stabbed through the heart with a knife and died. The others died from mental strangulation."
"That insect is sealed in a crystal and is on the verge of death. How can it still control so many people?" Lin Qiye looked at the corpses on the ground, and his mental power instantly swept across the economy cabin in front of him, and slowly said: "The one in the cabin behind
The passengers are fine, it seems that its control is within limits."
"Perhaps I saw that the situation was not right and made a desperate move."
"Even if he killed the last person in the ceremony, the strength of the soul sacrificed should be far from enough." Lin Qiye pondered, "There are only six corpses here, and the souls of six ordinary people cannot complete the ceremony...
…"
After Lin Qiye finished speaking, the entire plane suddenly shook, a strong sense of weightlessness came, and the entire plane plummeted downwards!
Lin Qiye and An Qingyu looked at each other and said at the same time:
"It wants to crash the plane!"
The two of them rushed into the cab quickly, and saw the only pilot's eyes glowing red, as if he was going crazy, and he was controlling the plane to fall rapidly!
Dense residential buildings quickly expanded before their eyes!
In the cab, Lin Qiye and the others could clearly hear the screams coming from the cabin behind!
Without saying a word, Lin Qiye struck the pilot on the back of the neck with his palm. The latter immediately passed out. An Qingyu quickly walked to the control console and reached out to operate it quickly.
"You know how to fly a plane?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.
"meeting."
"When will that happen?"
"In three seconds."
A gray light appeared in An Qingyu's eyes, he grabbed the lever on the console and pulled it back hard!
…
ground.
The hovering plane suddenly lost control and dived quickly towards the residential area. This sudden change made everyone in Team 136 feel a thump in their hearts.
"Captain, it's going to hit a residential building!" Wu Xiangnan's face was solemn.
The huge fuselage quickly enlarged in everyone's eyes, and the low sound of the engine resounded in the sky. If this continues, the plane will hit this residential area in ten seconds at most!
The casualties incurred by then will be calculated in units of thousands!
Chen Muye stared at the plane in front of him, the tangled look in his eyes getting stronger and stronger. He stretched out his hand, gently stretched it somewhere on his chest, and slowly spoke:
"Shonan, what's the serial number of that plane?"
"What?"
"The aircraft number."
"It's XXXXXX, captain, why are you asking this now?" Wu Xiangnan's heart was full of confusion. At this moment, his palms were already covered with sweat due to nervousness.
Chen Muye didn't answer. His fingertips had already touched a corner of something and he pulled out a small part of it. Judging from the appearance, it was a yellowed ancient sheepskin scroll.
The moment this parchment appeared in the air, it seemed as if some kind of seal had been opened, and a strange wave of power escaped.
At the same time, a mysterious and ethereal gaze cast from the void, hanging above the entire city, as if looking for something.
There were still three seconds before the plane crashed into a residential area.
Suddenly, the huge body of the aircraft adjusted its attitude in mid-air, suddenly changed the direction of its dive, missed the residential area and turned to the other side. It almost flew over the rooftops of the residential area while the wings on both sides trembled violently.
Get up, and then the fuselage begins to gradually climb!
The strong wind brought by the plane rustled the trees in the community, and the low engine sound was like continuous thunder, echoing between each building.
Countless people were awakened, turned on the lights in their rooms, and poked their heads out curiously...
At this time, the plane had already raised its angle and was flying steadily towards the night sky.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Team 136 breathed a sigh of relief. Their backs were soaked with cold sweat from unknown time.
"I thought I was going to die..." Hongying patted her chest, her face filled with fear.
Chen Muye stood alone on the roof of the building, looking at the plane that was gradually disappearing in the sky. He breathed a long sigh of relief and stuffed the parchment roll in his hand back into the clothes on his chest.
The ethereal gaze continued to search the city for a while, but it seemed that it could not find the target and could only dissipate without a trace.
…
In the cab.
Seeing that the crisis was finally resolved, Lin Qiye felt relieved.
"What? You don't believe me?" An Qingyu skillfully controlled the plane and glanced at Lin Qiye.
"Um."
"..." An Qingyu was silent for a moment, "You'd better ask the flight attendant to broadcast two voices to stabilize the passengers, otherwise they will definitely cause trouble when they discover the body in the first class cabin."
Lin Qiye nodded in agreement, walked to the flight attendant rest area, and untied a flight attendant's rope and the tape on her mouth. After showing her police ID, the other party immediately cooperated.
"Due to the weather, the aircraft will encounter unstable airflow during travel. Passengers please fasten your seat belts and do not move around at will..."
The gentle voice of the flight attendant sounded in the cabin, soothing the hearts of some restless people, but many people didn't believe it at all. After all, they just watched the plane almost hit the stairs with their own eyes. Is this called unstable airflow?
Lin Qiye untied the ropes of several other flight attendants, asked them to go to the cabin to calm the passengers, and told them that the plane would return in ten minutes.
Finally, Lin Qiye walked over to Wen Qimo, who was slumped on the ground. The latter looked at him with a slightly raised brow.
"nailed it?"
"I don't know." Lin Qiye shook his head, "The tavern owner and Shikiri Ghost Boy are dead, but the ritual was still completed. I don't know if the souls of the tavern owner and Shikiri Ghost Boy will be absorbed by the ritual. If so,
, they are in the 'Sichuan' realm and the other in the 'Child' realm, plus a few corpses in the first class cabin, they may be able to meet the minimum conditions of the ceremony."
Wen Qimo stretched out his hand as if he wanted to pat Lin Qiye's shoulder, but when he saw that his palm was bloody, he took it back with a wry smile.
"You have saved everyone on this plane and in the residential area, which is very good. As for the 'mystery' from the western fog, this should be the responsibility of the 'Phoenix' special team. What happens next
, they will take care of it."
Lin Qiye was stunned, "Has there ever been a 'mysterious' appearance from the western fog before?"
"Of course, there are only a very small number, but each one is extremely dangerous, otherwise they would not be able to survive in the fog. Once a 'mysterious' incident involving the western fog occurs, no matter how big or small, the 'Phoenix' team needs to take over