"The mud tires in our eyes have disappeared. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"
…
At the east exit of Longshanji,
When many villagers saw Su Wu's figure emerging from the shadows, their faces were full of surprise. They gathered around and asked questions.
Yun Nishang stood at the front of the crowd, raising her hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
As expected, the noise of the people was much quieter because of her gesture.
Su Wu's face was expressionless and he didn't answer any of the villagers' questions. The arms growing out of his armpits tore open the shadows.
Soon one pale person after another was pulled out from the shadows.
After those people came out of the shadows, they were all trembling, standing unsteadily, holding their chests, gasping for air, or trembling all over.
Normal people will have various uncomfortable reactions if they are enveloped in a strange rhyme.
"Zhiyong!"
"Dad, dad is back!"
"Xiaofen, Xiaofen..."
When the villagers saw familiar people being dragged out of the shadows by Su Wu, they immediately exploded.
Accountant Li saw his son among those people at a glance.
Along the way, he suppressed his grief and assisted the village chief in moving the people. He originally thought that his son would never come back and his body could not be found.
Unexpectedly, Su Wu would find his son directly.
He shouted immediately and strode towards his son.
Most of the other villagers reacted with excitement when they saw their loved ones being recovered, or cried loudly, or hugged each other and cried.
After experiencing this life-and-death crisis, everyone's mentality changes differently.
The villagers gathered around their missing relatives, expressing concern and greetings.
For a while, Su Wu's place became deserted.
No one continued to ask him, was it a good thing or a bad thing that the mud tires disappeared in the vision? The focus of their attention now was on the villagers who disappeared and were recovered.
Yun Nishang, Master Huang Daochang and his disciples are still standing by Su Wu's side,
Watching Su Wu drag out the last person from the shadows.
——Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is a ‘mud tire’.
The chest of this 'mud tire' rose and fell slightly, indicating that he was still breathing. He was Zhou Yang who was brought back by Su Wu.
Because his skin was transformed into mud, he was always under the influence of evil spirits.
Wrapped in Su Wu's shadow, he was the one least affected.
As soon as he was dragged out of the shadows, his eyelids slowly moved, trying to open his eyes.
"Is this... a living person?" Looking at Zhou Yang's heaving chest, Xie Yunqing looked frightened and asked Su Wu in a low voice.
"yes."
Su Wu nodded.
Looking at Yun Nishang: "Is there any way to save him? He has been severely eroded by the charm of the intestines of the Three Pure Ones - but if it weren't for him, none of these villagers would be able to come back. If he can be saved, I still hope that you will officially
The Weird Countermeasures Department can do its best to help."
If it weren't for Zhou Yang's live broadcast, Su Wu wouldn't have been able to find the key to breaking the game.
If Zhou Yang hadn't tried his best to maintain his sanity and fight against Jui Yun desperately, most of the villagers who relied on him to form a mud tire would have been walking zombies who had lost their sanity.
Zhou Yang unintentionally made a great contribution,
His previous actions were both self-rescue and rescue of others. Such great achievements cannot be ignored.
After hearing what Su Wu said, Yun Nishang's expression became serious.
"Let me see."
She whispered back, and then squatted down next to Zhou Yang, carefully checking his condition. After a while, her expression became slightly more relaxed: "The injuries on his body were very serious, and the skin layer was almost completely replaced by a mud shell.
However, after being so seriously eroded by the mysterious charm, he still has life and self-awareness, which shows that his body and will are very good.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of injury is difficult to save even with modern medicine.
However, adopting the method of accommodating Gui and replacing the mud-shell skin on his body with Gui can just save his life.
There is currently a green-skinned ghost imprisoned in the prison. With his talent and will, he has a high success rate in accommodating the green-skinned ghosts imprisoned in the prison."
After Yun Nishang finished speaking, she looked at Su Wu.
Su Wu looked at Zhou Yang on the ground and asked, "Are you willing?"
While Yun Nishang was speaking, Zhou Yang had woken up from his coma and opened his eyes.
He heard what the two of them said just now.
When Su Wu asked him, his eyes hesitated: "I, I didn't understand..."
"If you don't accommodate the trick, with your current injuries, you will die in about seven days to half a month." Yun Nichang also looked at Zhou Yang and explained aloud, "If you can accommodate the trick, you can use it sparingly.
The power of deceit,
It can extend life by about three to five years.
If you are more lucky and find something that can compete with your own weirdness, you may be able to live longer.
Are you willing to tolerate Wei and become people like us?"
"I do, I do!" After Yun Nishang finished speaking, Zhou Yang blinked his eyes, slightly louder his voice, expressing his will, "I thought I was going to die soon...
If I can live for another three to five years, there is nothing I wouldn’t do!”
"You helped us rescue these villagers,
It would be enough to exchange this credit for an opportunity to accommodate Wei." Yun Nishang nodded, and embroidery threads stretched out from her fingers and began to wrap around Zhou Yang's body, "Rest more now and stop talking.
.
I'll just arrange the rest."
"Okay, okay." Zhou Yang nodded repeatedly, and before the embroidery thread covered his face, he looked at Su Wu with earnest eyes, "Brother Su, do you remember the string of numbers I told you earlier?"
"I was just about to ask you,
What does this string of numbers mean?" Su Wu looked confused.
"Lottery numbers!
Brother Su, I encountered two strange incidents in a row. This kind of luck is beyond the reach of normal people...
Help me use that set of numbers to buy ten sports lottery tickets!
Five bets for you, five bets for me!
Brother Su, please remember to help me ensure that my wife is safe..."
The embroidery thread gradually wrapped around Zhou Yang's face, blocking his speech.
Su Wu imagined many possibilities in his mind, but he did not expect that the string of numbers spit out from Zhou Yang's mouth turned out to be a set of lottery numbers...
He shook his head and smiled.
After Yun Nishang's embroiderers wrap around living objects, they can temporarily stabilize them in a fixed state, just like vegetables that can maintain their freshness for a period of time after being put into the refrigerator.
She now wrapped embroidery thread around Zhou Yang,
This can prevent Zhou Yang's condition from deteriorating further.
After completely wrapping Zhou Yang into a 'mummy', she stood up and was about to ask Su Wu whether it was a good or bad thing for the mud tire in her vision to disappear.
Su Wu had already responded in advance: "The intestines of Sanqing have been temporarily suppressed.
About 70% of the strange charm that shrouded the mountainous road ahead dissipated.
It is still difficult for ordinary people to cross the mountainous road, but for us, it is no longer difficult - I can drag all the villagers into the shadows and take them out of the village."
"You can take nearly four hundred people out?" Yun Nishang said with shocked eyes.
"yes."
Su Wu nodded.
He looked at Yun Nishang: "But after we take them out, a sly will come to chase me. Please help me block it."
Once I regain some strength, I can drive it away again.
That trick can kill people with the help of shadows,
However, it can only kill one person at a time, and it will kill people in order according to the distance of the shadow - you just need to block it from taking action."
Yun Nishang thought for a moment after hearing this, nodded and said, "Okay, judging from its specific ability, my embroiderer should be able to block it."
Su Wu was silent for a while,
Yun Nishang next to her was about to speak but stopped.
"The two Tricksters are dead.
In order to save the villagers in Longshanji, they sacrificed themselves." After a moment of silence, Su Wu said two sentences.
Yun Nishang originally wanted to ask Xiao Jinrong about their whereabouts.
When she heard what Su Wu said, she was not surprised at all, but nodded: "They died well.
I will report it to the Countermeasures Department and provide them with additional pensions.
Do you have any intention..."
"I have no intention." Su Wu glanced sideways at her.
He knew what Yun Nishang wanted to ask him—it was nothing more than inviting him to join the official weird countermeasures department.
joke,
The previous Xu Jin made Su Wu doubt the professionalism of this countermeasures department.
Now I see Yun Nichang almost being tricked to death by two of his teammates,
It would be strange if he was willing to join this kind of department.
Yun Nishang pursed her lips,
I sighed silently in my heart.
She also knew that she, Xiao Jinrong and others, representing the official government, had really left a very bad impression on Su Wu.
This bad impression will be difficult to reverse in a short time.
"Do all the weirdos in the weird countermeasures department come from the weird prison?" Su Wu asked a question from the side.
Yun Nishang was stunned when she heard this.
Unexpectedly, Su Wu would become curious about the prison.
However, she soon realized that Su Wu had most likely witnessed Xiao Jinrong being dragged away by the chains of the prison, so she was curious about the prison.
She never thought that Xiao Jinrong was dead.
In the end, the prison only took away one of his fingers.
"No." Yun Nishang shook her head and answered Su Wu's question, "Sixty percent of the Trick Controllers in the Countermeasures Department are from Trick Prison.
Some of the 60% of the witches in the prison have inherited the witches imprisoned in the prison.
There are also some trick masters who take the initiative to imprison their own tricks in the jail.
The remaining 40% of the Trick Controllers are all Trick Controllers like me who were recruited from the folk..."
Speaking of this, Yun Nishang's eyes were a little complicated.
"The risks of inheriting the deceptions imprisoned in the deception prison are lower, and the damage to the body is smaller, but correspondingly, the power of the deceptions they can control is also smaller.
The situation of folk tricksters is exactly the opposite of that of jail tricksters.
Because the number of the Prison Controllers in the Countermeasures Department has the upper hand, and because the ‘Prison’ is the only detention tool needed to resurrect weirdos in various places, the Prison Controllers have always occupied a dominant position in the Countermeasures Department.”
Yun Nishang just introduced Su Wu to the source of the Trick Controller in the Countermeasures Department.
However, Su Wu could already imagine that there would be constant disputes between the folk controllers and the prison controllers in the Countermeasures Department.
Their intrigue has spread to the handling of strange events.
For example, the battle between Yun Nichang, who was assigned to rescue the villagers, and Xiao Jinrong and Shen Yuanyuan, who assisted her, is the epitome of the strife between the superstructures.
"If the prison has the ability to imprison and resurrect weird things from all over the world,
Why don't you bring it in and imprison Longshanji for being weird?" Su Wu noticed a key point in Yun Nishang's words and asked directly.
“I haven’t found its true identity, and I’m not familiar with its capabilities, so there’s no way to imprison it.
Moreover, there are not many 'cells' left in the prison, and the detention time must be at least one month apart, so we can only detain the weird ones in the most important places first.
Before me, someone has already gone to Mingzhou City to explore the possible location of the 'ferocious' level Wanmuju in Mingzhou City, and they are carrying the 'white coffin' of the prison, and are preparing to imprison this devil," Yun Nishang said.
"Ferocious level, white coffin? What is it?"
"The appraisal data team of the Countermeasures Department divides trickery into six categories: 'enhanced type', 'control type', 'ghost type', 'omnipotent type', 'infectious type', and 'conceptless type'.
At the same time, they are divided into seven levels according to their degree of harm and the difficulty of catching and imprisoning them.
From low to high they are ‘evil’, ‘disaster’, ‘misfortune’, ‘misfortune’, ‘famine’, ‘disaster’, and ‘catastrophe’.
Because its coverage area is approximately equal to two-thirds of the city, Wanmujue will randomly kill humans within the coverage area.
Every time it appears, twelve humans will be killed randomly out of a total of 30. That is, every time it is illuminated by a lantern, there is a 40% chance of death.
Moreover, the person killed will continue to infect witnesses, causing their deaths, and the main body of the Ten Thousand Eyes Cree is difficult to find, so it is rated as a 'ferocious' level uncanny.
There are three types of utensils used to imprison ghosts in the prison: urn, black coffin, and white coffin.
Those who are extremely vicious and weird are usually imprisoned in white coffins."
"Wanmugui, who has killed so many people in Mingzhou City, is only rated as 'ferocious'?"
"Because the evil spirits and above will be more terrifying.
For example, the desolate level of guile is called the desolate level.
This is because as soon as it appears, everyone in an area will be killed indiscriminately in a short period of time, with few exceptions.
Moreover, there is no way to imprison deceptions above the level of ferocity, and there may even be no available imprisonment method in the world."
"..."
"I think you may be looking for Wanmugui's true body in the wrong direction.
I found a red lantern over Yunlong Temple in Longshan.
However, people's heads will not fall off when illuminated by its light.
Maybe you can pass this news back to the headquarters and ask them to investigate more based on this clue."
Su Wu looked at Yun Nishang and said something solemnly with his eyes.
He shared with Yun Nishang the story about Master Zhaodao and Lady Ma that he discovered under the old locust tree in Yunlongguan.
However, he hid the fact that he fed Xiao Jinrong to two Qing Dynasty ‘figures’.
"This is a very important clue. I have already written it down!" Yun Nishang nodded heavily, her eyes vaguely excited, "To facilitate our communication in the future, can I add your social account?"
"no."
Su Wu flatly refused: "I don't have a social account."
The reason for his refusal was very perfunctory - how could a young man like Su Wu not have a social account nowadays? This sounded perfunctory to Yun Nishang.
But for this reason, Yun Nishang had to believe it even if she didn't believe it.