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date="2021-01-17"

title="39.Chapter Thirty Nine "

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series = ["Lie Huo Jiao Chou"]

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Sheng Lingyuan was stunned for a while, 　 suddenly remembered something, 　 whispered "not good", turned around and chased it out.

But it is full of modern luxury hotels, and many native contemporary road idiots are still confused. 　Can an ancient man understand it?

Sheng Lingyuan was dazzled by the winding corridor first, and was forced to listen to a large circle of corners, 　 finally got into the elevator, and he was confused by the complicated floors-this hotel is located in an urban complex Above, the four floors and below are all called "So-and-so Hall", 　He didn't know Arabic numerals and English, so he had to press the bottom floor intuitively.

Generally speaking, 　If a person's scheming is too deep, he thinks about everything, 　intuition is usually not accurate.

Sheng Lingyuan was first taken aback by the elevator buttons that turned on at the touch of a touch, 　 and then he was pulled directly into the dark underground parking lot.

The smell of gasoline caused your majesty to have a headache, and for a while, he was even more at a loss. At this moment, the security guard on duty got up at night, 　 by the way, he made a routine patrol, 　 saw a figure in the distance, so he raised his flashlight and shook it.

This is going to take his own life. The security shook and saw a disheveled image at a glance, standing in the empty parking lot in the middle of the night, with blood on his body!

The security guard was so frightened, 　Before Sheng Lingyuan could ask for directions, he screamed strangely, his limbs fluttered in the air in a dog-planing posture, and while howling, he "swimmed" like a fish/thunder.

Sheng Lingyuan: "..."

Xuan Ji did not go to the front desk-the signal in the hotel was not very good, Xiao Zheng said on the phone intermittently, he ran to the viewing smoking area on the sixth floor.

At this time, Xiao Zheng was on the brightly lit witch man? V.

The ridge collapsed in half, and almost all the fake trees and grass used to cover people's eyes were burned bald. The pool water rushing up from the altar flowed to the low-lying place, rushing into the depressions that were bombarded by mithril, and the water accumulated temporarily A "lake" was formed.

The six water system field crews were standing on three helicopters respectively, hovering over the Wuren?V, and at the same time they "pulled" the ground water. The pool water was like a whole piece of cloth, and they were "pulled" to the sky.

On the ground, the field workers were divided into several groups and searched in carpet on both sides of the "water curtain".

Xiao Zheng responded to the order of the Yellow Bureau and urgently recruited all the field workers that could be transferred in the nearby provinces and cities. Half of them went to arrest the disciples and grandchildren of Yuede Gong. The rest were gathered in the shaman? V and sealed the entire area. .

They have to investigate the scene as soon as possible and deal with the dangerous relics of the witch people to ensure that there will not be any safety hazards when someone comes again, and most importantly, find the bronze coffin that was shaken underwater.

It was another demon who was awakened by the gloomy sacrificial text. He was even more weird than the previous one, and his mental state was still unstable. When you think about it, it is human.

First of all, the gloomy memorial texts are not a bad street thing. Even the top-secret files of the Alien Control Bureau contain only a few words, and even Dr. Wang is half-knowledgeable. That Bi Chunsheng and Mustache Ji Chenchen didn’t wake up until they were adults. Yes, it's just a scum tomb robber, where did they come into contact with this kind of thing?

Regardless of the so-called "Witch Clan", or the one who appeared in Red Abyss before, in addition to being extremely dangerous, their origins are still a mystery. If the gloomy sacrificial text is manipulated by someone behind, then this person is definitely qualified to be a PhD supervisor in the Department of Archaeology.

Everyone in the Alien Control Bureau was puzzled-how did he know where these big monsters were buried?

And now the most terrible problem is that according to Xuan Ji's description, the on-site investigation team has calculated the location where the bronze coffin might fall. Xiao Zheng has led people to search around eight times, and he has not found a piece of patina!

"Are you sure?" Xiao Zheng held up the phone, stepping deep and shallow across the gravel and bones, "I am now near the remains of the stone platform. There are traces of sacrificial inscriptions on these gravel blocks, but what about the coffin? "

"It should be," Xuan Ji said vaguely with a cigarette in it, "Or you can look for it again?"

"Should" forget it, let's "go"! This irresponsible bastard thing, who is the logistics!

Xiao Zheng is about to get him out of training now. When he heard the sound of this guy, he wanted to turn it into a spray gun: "Am I losing a bunch of keys and dropping a mobile phone? You..."

"Director Xiao!" Suddenly, a field worker not far away raised the searchlight in his hand, "Look!"

The field service of the Alien Control Bureau is equipped with a "fourth-generation searchlight"-the size of a household flashlight, which can produce a soft white light beam. If it encounters an object with abnormal energy, the light will turn from white to red. This thing is very sensitive. It is said that if you shoot from the ground down, you can detect a mutant grass 100 meters underground.

As soon as Xiao Zheng raised his head, he saw the beams of several searchlights concentrated on an open space. Under the white light, there was a rectangle on the ground that suddenly turned blood red. Depending on the size, it looked like a coffin.

"Is this just the mark left by the coffin?" The field worker carrying the lantern leaned over, "But Director, this is not right!"

This is certainly not true. The "search light" detects abnormal energy reactions. Even if the bronze coffin is a fire and it has been moved for so long, it should have been cold. How could it be this color?

Moreover, a bronze coffin of such a size, whether it was washed away by water or taken away, there should always be traces of drag on the ground, which is too neat and square.

"Be careful, there may be something on the ground."

As soon as Xiao Zheng’s voice fell, the dark clouds on the mountain top were blown away by the wind, and the faint moonlight leaked from the gaps in the clouds, and fell impartially on the coffin print. The ground seemed to have reacted, and a layer suddenly emerged. white mist, the field workers collectively retreated two meters.

I saw that the white mist was like dry ice sprayed on the stage at first, and then more water vapor may have been stirred into it, and the texture became thicker. After rolling for a while, the white mist began to condense the image of people and things.

Like a three-dimensional sand painting.

The white mist first condensed into the shape of a coffin, and then closely matched the traces on the ground. Then, more white mist gathered next to the "coffin", condensing a human-shaped shadow.

"There are sound effects!"

"Shhh...what is this talking about, isn't it the witchcraft language that Director Xuan mentioned?"

The white shadow leaned on the coffin, chanting an unknown language, and the voice hovered in the dense mist. It made people get goosebumps. It was getting higher and higher and sharper. Although he could not understand the content, It seemed to carry great anger.

When the sound was about to break, the coffin suddenly fell apart, and the figure dissipated. In the coffin there was another human figure condensed with white fog. It can be seen from the silhouette that this man has long hair with a bulged forehead, as if wearing a small mask. It should be the Alozin described by Xuan Ji.

It turns out that the coffin is so absent, no wonder there are no traces on the ground!

The field staff of the Alien Control Bureau were stunned: "Is the corpse fraud scene?"

The white mist condensed Alozin raised his head, seeming to face the shaman?V. Suddenly, he made a posture of looking up to the sky, but there was no sound, and then he rose into the air.

The field workers were taken aback for a while, and then they remembered-Alozin was supposed to be underwater at the time, he could not fly, but swam up, of course people couldn't roar in the water.

But... how could the white shadow who had awakened the big demon make a sound?

Before Xiao Zheng and others could figure it out, they saw that the white shadow representing Alozin seemed to have reached the surface of the water and flew away—in the direction of downtown East River!

At the same time, the white mist hovered down and fell back to the ground. After stirring in place for a while, the culprit who awakened the big demon condensed again.

I saw that white shadow stood at the place where the bronze coffin was originally placed, standing in a relaxed posture, holding his hands on his chest, as if waiting for something, staring at the field workers.

Xiao Zheng turned his head suddenly: "Have any of you photographed the picture just now?"

Several field workers raised their mobile phones in response-it can be seen that taking pictures and videos has become the instinctive reaction of a small group of people when they encounter emergencies.

"Give it to me." Xiao Zheng picked the one with the clearest picture, and sent it to Dr. Wang at the headquarters, and then passed it to Xuan Ji, asking him, "What did you do? What is this?"

Dr. Wang was on standby at the headquarters. After receiving the video, the old man quickly called.

"This is called'visualization'," Dr. Wang dragged the Lao Dan's long voice, whispering, "It is an ancient technology, which was often used by ancients to prevent embezzlement. The person who performed the technique left a'mark' in advance, and then For a period of time, everything that happened near that mark can be recorded by'visualization'-what you just saw is. Just like that...what is it called? Oh, camera! Not many people know this now. , This requires very high requirements for the operator, and it is not something that ordinary'special ability' can do. Besides, now the telephone can't record video..."

Before Dr. Wang finished speaking, the scope of the fog began to expand, covering half of the mountain. Then, noisy voices came from the edge, and helicopters and cranes condensed in the white fog, and then there were teams and teams. People.

"It's us," Xiao Zheng said softly, "when we just arrived here."

"Wait, that is to say, we are here to clean up the scene, this...this..." Another field worker pointed at the white shadow standing with arms around, and said in horror, "I don't know if it's a ghost... just Watching us beside?!"

A bit of cold passed by, and the field workers tensed their backs collectively. At this moment, a group of white fog people who should represent a field service on site came over and came to the white shadow who had awakened Alozin. white shadow said in Mandarin familiarly: "You are here."

The unidentified field worker didn't say a word, just veiled out a hand to white shadow, and white shadow flashed quickly, submerged into the field worker's body, and the two figures merged into one!

"No... what do these mean?"

Xiao Zheng's face paled in blue, and he said every word: "It means that the culprit who used the gloomy sacrificial writings is attached to one of us!"

Xuan Ji simultaneously received the video sent by Xiao Zheng from the scene. After watching it, he casually screwed the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him, with a strange look on his face, as if he was a little embarrassed to laugh at himself: "I said It."

He didn't know which muscle he had made the mistake. He thought that Sheng Lingyuan was "unwilling" to destroy Alozin's body, only to nail the enchanted witcher patriarch back into the coffin.

Shit, why is his old man unwilling?

The witch clan is like a dead water, and cannot resurrect after death. What corpse does it pretend to protect? How could that old demon have such a mundane sentimentality?

Sheng Lingyuan was clearly determined. When the people who used the gloomy sacrifices saw him "unbearable" to destroy Alozin's corpse, when they left, they would definitely be unable to hold back, and would make another little action.

After all, who would be willing to give up the power of the witch race?

A gust of night wind blew up, curling up Xuan Ji's half-dry hair, and a floral scent came in the wind-too sweet, with a vague smell of rancidity.

"Helping the coffin to vomit blood, I actually thought he was sad. Tsk, what did I think? This is so fucking passionate." Xuan Ji sneered, put her pocket in her pocket, and turned around - there was a viaduct not far away. A thin figure stood on the street lamp on the bridge like a kite, his sight was exactly at the level of Xuan Ji...There was a terrible blood hole between his delicate brows.

Alozin is just a bait.

"I'm the bait too." Xuan Ji sighed almost inaudibly--thinking about it to her heart. After Alozin was nailed into the coffin again, the resentment value in her heart must have exploded, and she will follow them to find him. .

Those who make gloomy sacrifices behind the scenes will most likely be mixed in the field team of the alien control bureau, otherwise they will not be so familiar with the inside/scene of the alien control bureau. Knowing that they would go back to downtown East River to rest, they would relax their vigilance.

Sheng Lingyuan had just turned over his memory on purpose, just to get him off.

He was free from the fire, fighting against the evils, and standing on the side of the road in the middle of the night, which was equivalent to a conspicuous fire, which was extremely attractive to the moths of all walks of life, and Alozin would be attracted by him 100%.

In this way, on the one hand, Sheng Lingyuan can free up his hands to deal with the gloomy sacrifices behind the scenes. On the other hand, having him contain Alozin, so that Alozin can temporarily lose sight of harming the world.

"Leave me a glorious and arduous task." Xuan Ji grinds her teeth in her heart, "Okay, I only know what'everything is done' today."

"I've clarified, Patriarch, I'm really not that Danli." Xuan Ji stretched out her hands at Alozin, helplessly, "Look at my face full of collagen, I look so old. Is it?"

Alozin remained unmoved and looked at him coldly.

It is said that because of a person with a thought, he will no longer be the original person in his body. He will become a zombie driven by that "thought".

Xuan Ji didn't know what happened to this kind of demon that was cursed thousands of times by her own clan before she was alive, and saw her people dying out of the fire. Alozin obviously has a memory. It stands to reason that part of his thoughts as a human should have been preserved, but the way of thinking after becoming a demon cannot be measured by common sense.

Xuan Ji only hoped that he could be a little bit logical and reasonable.

"Of course, if you want to form an'anti-fraud' alliance with me, I still welcome it," Xuan Ji said. "We are both victims, and we really have something to talk about..."

"Suzaku." Alozin spit out the ancient human language in a rounded tone, and his voice swept across the street along the cold watery night, and poured into Xuan Ji's ear, "You...like him, you have the smell of the Suzaku clan."