Chapter 688: Trip to the Mountain (41)
Just when Qian Xiaoyi’s arm started to feel sore, Weibo’s voice finally appeared again, refreshing everyone present, even a tough guy like King Kong. , after trying all the attacks, he was still unable to cause effective damage to the zombies, which made him quite frustrated. He even lay on the ground exhausted and gasping for air.
Not to mention, Suzuna has taken off the mask on her face to save energy. She is holding the mask in her hand and is sitting aside, hugging her knees in a daze, muttering "I'm so stupid" "It shouldn't have come" and the like.
Only Iku Terao was still immersed in his own world. He was kneeling on the ground not far away like a madman, writing and drawing on the ground with his fingers, paying no attention to external affairs.
"Mr. Qian, what should we do next?" Weibo's voice asked.
Qian Xiaoyi said: "You are psychics, right? Use your special skills to see if you can send that guy back!"
As a psychic, of course, your special skills are to attract spiritual bodies to possess you. Of course, being able to successfully attract a spirit body is a top priority, but how to send it back is also a compulsory subject for psychics.
Weibo asked strangely: "But just now..."
It has been completely proven that the practice of transcendence is useless, why did Qian Xiaoyi let them do this? ?
Qian Xiaoyi explained: “It’s not about sending it back to hell, it’s about finding where it came from.”
Wei Bo was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "So that's it, because it was just confirmed that the soul in this zombie did not return from hell, and salvation is useless, so we need to directly find its source in this world, right? I understand." < br>
Perception is the strength of psychics, and they are very good at following the clues through the traces on the target spirit.
Qian Xiaoyi added: "Is the people over there okay? This thing is very dangerous. If the number of people is too small, the power is not enough, and the sense traceability can easily be backfired by it."
< br>Everyone thought it was an evil spirit that only came back from hell, but now they found that it was not the case at all, so now they can only use this desperate method.
"It doesn't matter, everyone here supports me." Weibo said: "Everyone is here, even if there is danger, everyone can share it."
Qian Xiaoyi nodded: "That's good, without further ado, let's start quickly."
Under the leadership of Weibo, everyone in the yard returned to their seats and started the ceremony again. , the people present were not the liars outside. After just a moment, they concentrated their power on Weibo on the altar.
A transparent figure appeared in front of Qian Xiaoyi and the others. It was exactly what Weibo looked like. Her figure was a little blurry, but she was much more stable than Granny Tao. Weibo looked at the figure The zombie said: "Mr. Qian, I'm going to start."
King Kong and Suzuna also stood up from the ground at this time, watching the development of things nervously.
Weibo's shadow came to the zombie. This was the first time she looked at the monster so close. Its eye sockets were like abyss, with only endless blackness. Seeing Weibo's Shadow, the zombie laughed: "Ah, are you Taozi's disciple? It seems that your strength is not as good as Taozi back then."
"Teacher's talent is far beyond my comparison." Weibo stretched out his hand, pressed it on the zombie's forehead, and said: "But I will try my best to catch up with her, no matter you are really the master, or I won't let you hurt Master with anything else." "Really? Do you think so?" Although the zombie's expression did not change, anyone can. Feeling that its tone suddenly became weird, the zombie said: "Let me see what Taozi's disciples can do? I'm curious, what will your expression be like when you see the truth?"
Weibo was a little strange about what the zombies said, but how could he believe what the enemy said? So Weibo did not stop and continue asking, but directly activated his ability as a psychic.
Weibo murmured: "Let me see what you are..."
As Weibo's ability was activated, the zombie's dark eyes were swallowed up like an abyss. Her Weibo perception ability continues to penetrate deep into the zombies. With the increase of the ritual, she can do some things that she can't usually do and see some scenes that she can't usually see. If she did this to ordinary spirits, she would probably experience some fragmented scenes from a first-person perspective, and then piece together enough clues from these fragments.
However, this time, she saw a different scene.
“No…” Weibo said in horror.
Qian Xiaoyi frowned: "What are you talking about?"
"It shouldn't be like this...it's wrong." Weibo murmured.
Qian Xiaoyi quickly said: "Don't worry about what you saw! Find its source! The location of its true body! You should be able to do it!"
"The true body..." Weibo In a trance, she still did what Qian Xiaoyi wanted. She saw many scenes. Among these scenes, her own dojo appeared the most often, followed by various corners of Mount Osore and the city under the mountain...
But no matter where these scenes are, there is a figure wearing a haori in the picture leading Weibo forward.
Looking at this figure, Weibo became more and more frightened. They walked all the way, and finally came to the temple. In the picture, the mountain owner's sedan chair and the monks' murmurs were all vividly visible, and ...This altar beneath me?
The back figure stood on the altar, turned his head slightly, and said gently to Weibo: "Taozi, the dojo will be left to you from now on."
Weibo was shocked, she took two steps back, looked at her body with a pale face, and said: "It's right here...it has always been here!"
The spirit in the yard The matchmaker and the monks all stopped the ceremony. It was not because they meant it, but because they felt that Weibo had taken the initiative to break away from the channeling. One psychic asked in confusion: "Weibo, what did you just say?" What?"
Weibo looked pale, staring at the altar beneath him, shouting: "It's here all the time! Let's run away!" >
The sky-high black energy erupted from the altar. Weibo was unsteady for a moment, fell from the altar, and sat on the ground, looking at the direction of the altar with dull eyes.
“What happened?”
"What is that? Why is there such an evil atmosphere here!"
"Weibo! Weibo! What have you done!"
"Help!"
< br>Those black auras spread like a tide, covering the entire yard. The accident happened so fast that no one could escape, and they were all drowned by the black aura.
In [Hell], on Qian Xiaoyi's side, they looked up at the sky that was suddenly covered with dark clouds. Countless psychics fell from the sky like rain and fell to the ground.
After they landed, they looked around blankly, as if they didn't understand why they suddenly came to this place.
Qian Xiaoyi suddenly felt a stinging pain in his fingers that were holding down the copper coin, and quickly retracted his hand. The next second, the copper coin holding the paper man down exploded, and the paper man stood up automatically.
Also standing up was the monster in the center of everyone's sight.
(End of this chapter)