Tick tock, tick tock, the three of us are staring at the wall clock on the wall. The second hand moves slowly. Mr. Andrew on the bed is still swinging like a pendulum. Rich food and beer have been prepared in front of the bed, just waiting for him to enjoy it.
.Jason kept pacing in the room, frowning.
The hour hand finally moved to the two o'clock position after suffering, but Mr. Andrew was still wavering. Linda walked forward and greeted him in a low voice, but Mr. Andrew had no response. I turned and asked Jason: "What's the matter?"
No reaction yet?"
Jason replied in a hoarse voice: "The time is not fixed. It is only within this time period. Sometimes it is earlier and sometimes it is later. However, it will definitely wake up. Let's wait and see."
Linda straightened up, with red eyes, and said: "It's really sad to see Mr. Andrew like this. Why do these damn Yuanjie bastards always have trouble with us?" Yes, who can answer this question?
Suddenly, Mr. Andrew stopped swaying, stood up straight and motionless, staring blankly at the opposite wall, as if there was something there. We all looked at him nervously, and Jason picked up the table.
of beer, ready to hand it to Mr. Andrew at any time. Seeing Jason like this, Linda and I both knew that Mr. Andrew was coming back.
Sure enough, Mr. Andrew's originally empty eyes became lively. After he shuddered, he reached out and took the beer from Jason's hand and started drinking. The silence was broken, and the three of us were relieved.
Jason smiled even more.
I hurriedly walked forward. While drinking beer, Mr. Andrew stretched out his hand to signal me not to worry. "Burp", Mr. Andrew burped beautifully, and then he grabbed the food in front of him without any explanation and started eating it. Jason
He smiled and said, "Dad, please slow down, don't choke."
Linda couldn't help laughing when she saw Mr. Andrew eating like a child in front of her, and thoughtfully took a tissue to help him wipe away the beer dripping on his clothes.
After the storm was over, Mr. Andrew took the towel handed over by Jason, wiped his hands clean, and then grabbed Linda and me and said, "I'm so glad to see you again. I was so sorry just now. It's all my fault."
Belly, hahaha.”
"I'm glad to see you back, Mr. Andrew, you are still so straightforward," I sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand tightly and said, "Would you like another beer?"
"Of course, son, give me another can." Mr. Andrew said to Jason energetically.
"Jason has already introduced the general situation, and the three of us have also discussed it, but there is no clue, so now we want to hear what you think. In addition, do we have any usable weapons on hand now?" I was eager.
asked.
Mr. Andrew took a sip of the beer that Jason handed over again, and said: "In addition to some conventional guns we have on hand, frequency attack and frequency locking net are naturally indispensable. In addition, frequency explosion bombs."
"Frequency explosive bomb? What is this? I have never heard of this kind of weapon before." I asked curiously.
"Well, it's simple." Mr. Andrew said, got off the bed, lifted one of the bed legs, took out a key from underneath, handed it to Jason, and said: "Son, go to the room outside, on the fireplace.
Behind the oil painting, there is a safe. Open it and take everything inside. You should know the password."
Jason took the key and turned out of the room. Linda asked: "Mr. Andrew, besides these weapons, do you have any other ideas?"
"Other ideas? Well, you know, I only have this one hour left, and I really haven't come up with anything to pay attention to, but I can first talk about those people in the Yuan Realm, and then
Let's figure it out together." Mr. Andrew said, scratching his head.
"Why don't you teach us how to use frequency explosive bombs first? If the enemy attacks, we won't just sit back and wait to be killed." Jason walked in with two long and bulging travel bags in each hand, and put the two bags
Throw it directly on the bed.
Mr. Andrew smiled, shook his head and said, "That's why I refused to tell him where the weapons were before you came." After that, he reached out and opened both travel bags, clattering, and opened them.
The contents were poured all over the bed.
Naturally, I am most interested in the frequency explosive bomb. This thing looks similar to a rifle grenade and is integrated with the frequency bomb. Mr. Andrew picked up the gun and said: "This is very useful for dealing with groups of enemies."
It is effective. For weaker enemies at close range, it can even directly annihilate the opponent's consciousness, so you must use it with caution and don't make such a fatal move easily. Do you hear me, Jason?"
Jason played with a gun and hummed in reply: "I know, remember."
Mr. Andrew did not delve deeper and continued: "Let's discuss now, how to deal with Satan?"
I was about to speak when Jason rushed to say: "Tomorrow, drive straight to their lair, use ordinary firearms to deal with ordinary foxes, and then use frequency explosive bombs to directly deal with Satan and his accomplices, especially the wizard."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. They come from the Yuan Realm, and we still understand their true purpose of coming here. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to act rashly." Linda was deeply uneasy about Jason's suggestion.
"Well, what Linda said makes sense. Not everything can be solved with fists. It's best for us to feel each other's bottom first to see what their purpose is and what their strength is.
It’s important to be careful. Otherwise, worse consequences may occur.” Mr. Andrew obviously agreed with Linda’s view and completely rejected Jason’s suggestion.
Jason snorted coldly and then stopped talking. He was fiddling with the weapons on the bed and kept making clicking sounds. Mr. Andrew frowned and said: "The key is, how can we find out their details?
These guys are very vigilant and difficult to get close to, and they will also set up ambushes. I suffered this loss last time and played into Satan's scheme."
Yes, these are not pure foxes, but high-level brokers from the Yuan Realm. They just appear in the New Realm in the form of foxes. According to Pu Songling's standards, these are a group of out-and-out fox monsters. Since they are monsters,
Then we have to use the art of subduing demons. So which one is the best at subduing demons? I think the most recommended one is the Great Sage Qitian. So what magic weapon does Sun Xingzhe have? Tendon Cloud, Golden Cudgel and Seventy
Change twice.
Hey, seventy-two transformations, I think back then, didn't this great sage transform into the master fool and successfully deceive a lot of little fools? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think about it, and I was so happy that I couldn't help laughing.
Speak up.
"Wan, why are you laughing? Did you think of a good idea? Tell me quickly." Linda, who was thoughtful and thoughtful, was the first to ask.
After hearing what she said, Jason also put down the weapon in his hand and looked at me, wanting to hear what happened. Mr. Andrew put his hands on his shoulders and waited for my answer.
"Well, it's actually very simple. Aren't those guys from the Yuan Jie just pretending to be gods? We can also treat others in their own way. We can catch a fox and bring it back, and then exchange consciousnesses.
, the next step is to break into them, that’s it! I tried this trick during the Yuanjie assessment, and it’s no problem.” I expressed my thoughts.
The three of them were startled at first, and then Mr. Andrew clapped his hands and laughed, patted me heavily on the shoulder with a big hand, and said: "Okay, very good. It's really beyond my expectation, and Satan would never have thought of this."
.”
Jason looked at me with wide eyes and said, "You can think of such a solution, Wan, how many evil ideas do you have in your head?"
"How did you come up with this idea?" Linda was very interested in the origin of this idea.
"I have to thank the ancient Chinese novelists. I heard too many stories about conquering demons and demons written by them when I was a child." I said proudly. I thanked Pu Songling and Wu Chengen from the bottom of my heart.
These two old people.
Mr. Andrew looked up at the clock on the wall and urged: "I don't have much time. Let's talk about the specific method first. What should we do?"
Hearing what he said, the three of us all looked at the wall clock in unison. Sure enough, time was running out. It was already a quarter to three.