Chapter Twelve: The paper pierced people are alive
Today is the full moon, and there are not many lights in the small place. You could originally see the stars all over the sky. But at this time, the black mist in the alley swallowed up the original light, leaving only complete darkness.
Jie Nanshi was standing in the middle of the street, holding a command charm between his middle and index fingers. He frowned and looked at the incense shop in front of him. At this time, the door of the shop was wide open, and all the paper figures in the room came to life.
, all of them stood upright, their black eyes looking at Jie Nanshi and Du Anchen outside, with weird laughter floating around.
Before burning the incense, Xie Nanshi looked in the direction pointed by Du Anchen, and happened to meet the eyes of a paper-tied man who was sitting up, and then the scene turned into what it is now.
Du Anchen sounded a little surprised: "Are these all ghosts?"
"It's driven by resentment, but the only ones with this ability are the White Walkers." After Xie Nanshi subconsciously explained, he couldn't help but frown, "How did your Safety Department select people?"
"Well, there are certain selection criteria." Du Anchen said casually: "What should we do now? How about we withdraw first?"
Xie Nanshi didn't have a good impression of the Ping An Division. Now, the people in the Ping An Division that he has come into contact with personally are from the Song Dynasty. His spiritual veins are tangled and chaotic and he has no cultivation qualifications. Although Du Anchen has not explored the veins, he is obviously also a martial artist.
The reckless people who destroy evil do not even have the most basic common sense and vision. Now it seems that "big heart" is a unique blessing from the same line.
Sensing that Du Anchen was looking at him with a vague look of expectation, Xie Nanshi added "face control" to the item of "big heart".
"It's not so easy to leave." Xie Nanshi grabbed Du Anchen and stepped back. A black air burst out from the gap in the small tiles. But this black air was isolated in the small room by some unknown means.
In the small world, there is no leakage.
After all, Du Anchen had a background in martial arts. She reacted quickly enough and immediately pulled back a few feet. When she saw that the entrance to the alley where they came from had disappeared, she fell into the alley and the giant sword was drawn out from behind.
Sweeping out the domineering sword wind, the door panel of the incense and candle shop was broken.
Jie Nanshi didn't expect Du Anchen to be so direct, and held out the talisman at his fingertips. Du Anchen's figure was like a red light, but the talisman was faster than her, hitting the group of paper figures who suddenly seemed alive when they saw the light of day.
In the golden light, the paper man felt the fresh air, and became more and more active for a while. He stood upright and fell in the other direction. His completely black eyes stared at Jie Nanshi, and the mouth drawn with a red pen suddenly tore open,
It made a weird laugh with folded paper. Anyone who retreated slowly would be destroyed by the golden light emitted by the talisman paper.
Du Anchen turned around and glanced at Xie Nanshi, probably feeling that this was a person who could tell him the truth. The path of his sword opened and closed more and more. With a "choking" sound, the sword seemed to cut on the gold and stone, and the paper pierced people.
Not even a single piece of paper was damaged. With such great force, it couldn't even cut open a piece of paper.
Du Anchen's expression became solemn. She knew very well how strong she was. Either the paper was special, or the strange ghost was too powerful.
"Hehe, sister, do you want to play with us?" Du Anchen only stopped for a moment, and immediately countless paper figures surrounded Du Anchen, cutting off her retreat.
"Okay, I'll just play with you!" Du Anchen was not afraid. Instead, her eyes were bright and she held the sword in her backhand. All the paper figures around her were blown away by her power.
There were too many paper figures in the incense and candle shop, and the talismans could not last long, and finally lost their effectiveness. The paper figures that had been suppressed by the golden light immediately attacked Jie Nanshi. One of them was a paper doll with braids and a red face, smiling.
He leaned into Xie Nanshi's ear and said, "My little brother is so good-looking. How about I make a paper figurine just like you?"
It is a rule not to prick a living person with paper, not to mention that I have never heard of a paper man pricking a paper man. Xie Nanshi just frowned and closed his eyes, straightened the middle finger of his left hand, put his thumb and index finger facing each other, and pinched Wang Tianjun.
Seeing that Nanshi didn't respond, the paper man put it on his back with a smile. But as soon as the paper touched Jie Nanshi, it hissed and peeled itself off from Jie Nanshi, and the part that had just been attached
Showing a burnt black color.
The next moment, Jie Nanshi opened his eyes. His face was pale and somewhat sickly, but his eyes were as cold as ice. A trace of gold flashed in his eyes. The ten fingers of his hands quickly flew around and pinched one by one.
imprint.
The paper figures seemed to feel something, and they tried to escape in a panic, but the next moment they were burned by golden light and disappeared in an instant.
Du Anchen was using his giant sword to resist the attack of a paper man. When he saw this scene from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and muttered in a low voice: "This makes me look useless."
Probably because he wanted to give the Department of Peace and Security some credit, Du Anchen sighed and stretched out his hand to wipe the edge of the giant sword. The rich smell of blood stained the sword body. Du Anchen curled his lips and smiled, and the sword light struck straight with a bloody aura.
Towards the front.
Those dark and indistinguishable auras were split open by the sharp sword light, and a burst of arguing echoed. The paper-struck people were all involved in the sword light, and were strangled on the spot. A path opened up in the black mist like dawn.
Come.
"What a killing sword." Jie Nanshi looked at the giant sword in Du Anchen's hand and sighed in a low voice. However, in the next moment, fire shot up into the sky. The fire tore through the night, and the original isolation barrier in the alley was
This moment completely disappeared.
Xie Nanshi frowned, his steps only paused for a moment, and then he rushed directly into the sea of fire.
"Hey!" Du Anchen stretched out his hand to stop Xie Nanshi, but was still half a step too late. Her face changed slightly, and she stamped her foot and rushed in.
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"Suck it." The sound of swallowing noodles broke the silence on the second floor of the restaurant. Song Yu raised his head and glanced at everyone, then drank half the bowl of noodles in one go.
The delicious food could not be eaten in front of him, but he could smell it. At this time, his stomach was full, and his appetite gradually disappeared. Song Yu put down the bowl sadly and indignantly. He seemed to have just realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Everyone is so nervous.
What to do? I just asked casually, don't delay your meal, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
"Sir, what do you mean by this?" Qi Huai asked in a gloomy voice.
"It's nothing. It's just that the main road to and from Qinghe Town was built with Mr. Qi's help. I estimate that Mr. Qi should know better than the locals of Qinghe Town which town he has closer contact with and where monsters are more frequent."
." Song Yu widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Hey, aren't these what you just said? Could it be that you said it wrong?"
Everyone present had their eyes wandered for a moment, not knowing whether they didn't want to be confronted by Song Yu or Qi Huai.
At this point, Qi Huai was not sure whether Song Yu was really stupid, or whether the news from the old chief clerk was wrong. After a pause, he raised his hand to pour the wine, as if he wanted to toast Song Yu, the manager of the Security Department: "These things,
I do know something about it. But after all, strange ghosts and ordinary people are two different realms. The flow of strange ghosts should be from the Department of Peace..."
"No, it's not good!" A man who looked like a young boy climbed up the stairs in a panic, went straight to Qi Huai, cried and knelt down, "Mr. Qi, help me! Something happened to my master!"
"How can you behave in such a panic and offend the steward?"
The boy's face was full of tears and runny nose. He couldn't listen to these reprimands and wailed: "My master is dead! It's a White Walker! It must be a White Walker!"
When the boy looked up in embarrassment and begged Qi Huai to give his family some help.
Song Yu suddenly stood up - he recognized this NPC. In the first week, this person cried and reported the crime, interrupting one of his side quests. But that was the fifth day after he entered "Meeting the Gods", and now this person
But the matter was moved forward two days. Could it be that the investigation in these two days had some unexpected developments that successfully promoted the plot?
Unfortunately, he originally wanted to take advantage of the banquet to find the first deceased person.
Song Yu lowered his head and turned the wine glass casually. Xie Nanshi's calm but compassionate eyes flashed through his mind unconsciously, and he was in a daze for a moment. The sense of immersion that he had deliberately downplayed after entering the game involuntarily deepened, and
Unconsciously, I felt more awe and sadness at the news of the death.
Hearing that someone had died, or was killed by a strange ghost, everyone present was panicked. Local lawsuits are usually handled by the Department of Peace. The old clerk stood up and subconsciously wanted to ask Qi Huai for instructions, but Song Yu pulled him from behind.
He touched his arm. No matter what, this old guy really couldn't tell the difference between priorities.
He crossed Qi Huai and pulled up the boy who was crying until his bones were weak: "I am the manager of the Safety Department, leading the way."
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The deceased squire's surname was Zhang, a famous minister, and he had some reputation in the local area. The most important thing was that his family was the famous Zhang family in Baizhao City. Although it was just a branch, his unexplained death in Qinghe Town would also attract unexplained anger.
Less trouble.
In the dark night, the waiter led the way hurriedly with a lamp, followed by Song Yu, the old master, Qiao Yi, and Mr. Qi Huai. Although the remaining distinguished guests eating in the quiet building also heard it.
News, but no one has the desire to follow. It is often at this time that Song Yu feels that he is actually in the game. After all, in reality, it is human nature to join in the fun, and at this time, such a big death
It was so lively that no one was interested.
Song Yu thought absentmindedly while tossing his panel in the void. Logically speaking,
The PCs have come to the door, and the main mission should be triggered, but now there is still no movement at all...
As time goes by, Song Yu's uneasiness becomes more and more intense. He is afraid that one day he will be completely lost in this game and forget what is real. The behavior of NPCs that are out of touch with normal human nature makes Song Yu somewhat relieved.
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While walking through an alley, Song Yu suddenly saw a red light rising into the sky in the distance. He was stunned for a moment, and then heard someone shouting around him: "It's on fire! It's on fire!"
Song Yu paused for a moment, having a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately asked the old bookkeeper beside him: "What is the location over there?"
"Over there..." The old chief clerk is still worried about Zhang Chen's death. Why are there so many strange ghosts in his small place... If they are reported out, the new steward may be fine, but he, the chief clerk, will probably