Chapter 234 Requiem
After waiting in the prison for less than an hour, Ning Zhe saw Taoist Priest Duan Geng who came in a hurry.
"Pindao happened to be working in Taoyuan City. Hearing that the donor had a request, he rushed over." Duan Geng got out of the car, and the motorcade behind him drove towards the back and side doors of Shen Yugu Prison.
Ning Zhe handed a piece of paper that had been folded in advance to Duan Geng and asked casually: "Do you have any method to imprison the ghosts here?"
Duan Geng rolled up the sleeves of his Taoist robe. He took the note and looked at it. It only contained some precautions on how to avoid triggering the rules. There were no more specific things, which was not surprising to him.
"Easy to say." Duan Geng smiled, lit a cigarette for himself, burned the note handed by Ning Zhe, and took out an exquisite wooden octagonal box from his wide sleeves: "This is it. "
Ning Zhe took the box and took a look. It was a music box.
“It can’t be opened here.” Duan Geng gently pressed his hand trying to open the box and said: “This is a conferring prop, a product of extremely special and strange rules, the music box There is a piece of music played by ghosts in the recording. No matter whether it is a human or a ghost, as long as it hears the music, it will fall into a deep sleep. "
"Are there any restrictions on its use?" Ning Zhe weighed his hands. music box, asked.
"Of course there is." Duan Geng nodded and said: "The music in the music box only has a hypnotic and strange effect when it is turned on for the first time. When it is played again, it is just an ordinary song.< br>
Furthermore, after all, this small box is just a strange product obtained by the conferment, not an immortal ghost of rules. The music contained in the music box is less hypnotic than the music played by the source ghost himself. If you encounter a ferocious ghost in a rampage state, just a music box may not be able to calm it down. "
As he spoke, Duan Geng gently clasped the music box in Ning Zhe's hand with his fingers, and added: "There are a total of 8 pieces of music recorded in this box. If used properly, it should ideally be enough to hypnotize 8 pieces. Only evil ghost. Of course, that's an ideal situation. If the music in this box is used up in the future, the donor can come to Pindao again. "
"Understood. "Ning Zhe put away the music box. This was Duan Geng's reason for judging that the two of them might cooperate in the future.
"Then, Pindao, let's go and kill this evil man in prison. Ghost, I’m here to see you. "Duan Geng smiled and arched his hands towards Ning Zhe, turned around and walked into the prison through the main entrance.
Neither the upgraders nor the conferees like to take risks and come into contact with unknown weirdness, but if this weird rule has been If others find out, but you just go in and do some hard work and make some profit when you have enough information... that's another matter.
Duan Geng was not afraid that Ning Zhe was deceiving him. The so-called talented people were bold. He was quite famous in the circle of Qinzhou awardees. While he had the ability to protect himself, he did not think that Yu Ziqian was brave. Will deceive him at the expense of offending the entire circle of Qinzhou awardees.
It’s just a replicable conferring prop, and it’s not a unique and real ghost. What is it for?
Ning Zhe did not go in with Duan Geng, but leaned against the roadside tree and silently looked up at the sky. Unless the other party took the initiative to show it, he would not actively try to spy on the other party's weird methods. This is an upgraded person. habits.
The night sky in the early morning was so dark that not even the stars could be seen.
About daybreak, a bright silver glow began to appear on the distant horizon. Duan Geng, a Taoist priest with a loose robe, walked out of the main entrance of the prison with his hands behind his back, holding a rope in his hand, with a rope hanging at the end. Something with a long root.
Ning Zhe took a closer look and saw a green and white tongue.
"Donor, take the tongue of the lamp-blowing ghost." Duan Geng handed the rope in his hand to Ning Zhe.
The rope is an ordinary straw rope, not a teaching tool with special abilities. The tongue tied to it is like a small flesh snake, squirming slowly, and seems to want to make some sound in conjunction with the lips and teeth. .
At the same time as he took the tongue, a cold wind blew over the corner of Ning Zhe's clothes, and the biting chill wrapped around his body, lingering.
That's the lampblower trying to get his tongue back. "This ghost is fierce. Fortunately, my benefactor protected me with his kind words. Only then did I have the opportunity to cut off its tongue and bring it to you." Duan Geng gently brushed off the dust on his sleeves and said with a smile, "I'll do it again next time." For such a good job, remember to contact Pindao and thank you in advance.”
After settling the matter here, Duan Geng was not in a hurry to leave. He still wanted to contact the Qinzhou government to write an investigation report with his men and cooperate with the work.
Ning Zhe left Shen Yugu alone with the music box and the tongue of the lamp-blowing ghost.
His mind is a little confused now and he needs some time to sort out his thoughts.
Okay, okay, Shen Yu Valley took a walk. Not only was he unable to control the God who cannot be looked at directly, but he was also attacked by Yan Wu and Tu Yu together. After a long time of trouble, he didn't get anything. Kill one of his puppets...
So fucking annoying.
However, there are gains. At least it is confirmed that the ability that Yan Wu has is not only luck, but also related to memory. Tian Chengyun, Yu Ziqian, Bai Zhi... the memories of many people have been stolen by him. Tampered.
"No wonder Lan Shiwen said that Yan Wu is a dragon that sees its head but not its tail. With such an ability, it is too easy to hide oneself." Ning Zhe thought about it and suddenly thought of a very scary thing. Question:
“Has my memory been modified?”< br>
This is a very scary question. Once you start to doubt, it is difficult to dispel it, because you can’t confirm or falsify. No one knows whether their memory is true, just like no one can prove that they will live. In the real world, not a brain in a vat soaked in nutrient solution.
Yan Yukuan is so crazy.
"...It's really a terrifying ability." Ning Zhe took a breath of cold air silently. In a sense, the ability of anger may be more terrifying than the thought stamp.
There are powerful ghosts behind you, and there are people scarier than ghosts in front of you. The road to promotion is really difficult.
Fortunately, Ning Zhe's will is strong enough. Even if there is such a terrifying monster staring at him in the dark, he will not feel sorry for himself and lose his fighting spirit, nor will he just die on the spot.
“Since this road doesn’t work, we can only risk taking another road and find another way to control the God who cannot be looked directly at.”
Ning Zhe transformed into a bird and fluttered its wings over the green hills in the south of Qinzhou. Below was a tired city that had just woken up, Taoyuan City.
Through the busy steel jungle, Ning Zhe crossed the Taoyuan West Branch of Qinzhou Medical College and came to an area east of the hospital. The famous Qinzhou Medical University is located here. Ning Zhe’s grandfather once I really hope he can get into this school.
The university campus had not yet fully woken up in the early morning. Ning Zhe found the gray and white low-key building between the buildings with ease. This was a cold storage for general teachers.
Enter the cold storage and search for the target according to the number. Everything is so natural.
Ning Zhe carried a lot of copper coins, walked to a deep corner where no one cared, and opened a freezer marked "empty".
"Good morning, Yu Ziqian."
(End of this chapter)