Chapter 1360 Puppet
At night, Linxian Village.
An old building stands by the lake. The building seems to have been abandoned for a long time. The cement wall is covered with spiderweb-like cracks. The door is ajar, and light shines through the cracks.
A figure wrapped in gray cloth walked on the path from far to near, holding a candlestick in his left hand. The flames on the candlestick swayed in the wind, like a dying old man, giving One's senses will go out the next second.
What is really surprising is that the flame is not the usual bright orange, but a faint, miserable green, like a ghost eye, revealing something strange everywhere.
The man holding the candle stopped in front of the door of the building and stretched out his hand. Before he could knock on the door, the door opened with a "squeak" sound. The man holding the candle hesitated for a moment and walked in.
The view inside the building is very poor, filled with a light blue mist. The mist surges slowly, as if there is life.
If Jiang Cheng saw this scene, he would immediately realize The blue mist was the same as that on the bus, but the person holding the candle continued to walk towards the unknown road as if it was a common sight.
The moment the candlestick in his hand came into contact with the cyan mist, the originally faint candle flame became intense. As the light became stronger, the surrounding scene became clearer.
At least from the inside, this is by no means a dilapidated cement building, because there are brand new floors on the ground. As the candle holder walked forward on the floor, more and more scenes came into his eyes. .
There are people here, lots and lots of people.
Sitting around tables, drinking, singing, and giving orders. The space here is much larger than it looks from the outside. There is even a larger space in the middle with scantily clad dancers. There are dancing to add to the fun, and there are special gambling stalls and troupes playing music nearby. In short, this is a rare gold-selling cave in the world.
But what’s really weird is that it’s completely silent here, yes, because everything here is still!
The wine glass held up pauses in mid-air, the posture of the fisting hand has not changed, the graceful figure of the dancing girl has also been frozen, and even the expressions on people's faces have been frozen.
Everyone is smiling, smiling with all their strength, and that smile is also frozen.
Smiling faces loomed in the blue mist, but no sound was heard. The strange scene was completely beyond words.
The candle-bearing man walked past these wax figure-like people with an expressionless face, as if he was not surprised, because he knew these people, and even knew quite a few of them.
Without exception, they are all disciples, and there are even high-level disciples who have been famous for a long time.
But at this moment, these people are dead. To be precise, they have become puppets at the mercy of others. In the real world, most of these people are defined as dead or missing.
The candle holder continued walking until he stopped in front of a table.
This table is not big, with only 9 seats. Currently, 6 people are sitting there, and 3 seats are still empty. The main seat is a handsome man.
The man is probably in his early 30s, his pupils are silver, very light in color, and they have rare double pupils. Just staring at these eyes makes you feel like you are being swallowed up.
And the most important thing is that the man with silver eyes is different from anyone else here. He is alive because... this is his world.
The man holding the candle looked at other locations. Apart from the president, there were 5 puppets left here, and he also knew their identities very well. The man with the sword in the middle was the Crazy Sword Immortal, followed by The evil scholar, the evil lady, the blind cobbler, and the skinner, all high-level disciples, some of whom would have been quite famous even many years ago.
But now, they have all become distinguished guests in this building.
wrong.
It’s a ghost guest!
Bingzhuren looked at the man with silver eyes and spoke carefully, "These guys are barely qualified people. In order to round up this crazy swordsman, we lost many good men back then. With their help Your injury should be relieved a lot."
"It's not enough, their quality is too poor." There was no emotion in the silver-eyed man's tone, even though Bingzhuren was used to such conversations. I can't help but feel a chill running down my spine.
The silver-eyed man slowly shifted his gaze and stared at the other three empty seats, "Uncle Ghost, you know, what I really want are these three people."
After hearing the word "Uncle Ghost", Bing Zhuren's tight mouth relaxed slightly. He naturally knew who the three people the president was talking about were. If nothing else happened, the people sitting here should be Lin Wan'er and Luo He. , and the man who deceived them and has now become unrecognizable.
Thinking of that man's deception, Bingzhuren felt itching with hatred, and...and Lin Waner, this damn woman, I had never completely trusted her, but I just didn't have a more suitable candidate.
If I had known this, I should have listened to this old guy, the presiding judge, and let him kill her and seize her door!
"It is indeed a pity, we almost... almost killed them all." Bingzhuren's face was gloomy, "It was all because of the guy named Wu who ruined our affairs, and the old guy who was the presiding judge also died. In his hands."
"His ability is the same as yours, Mr. President. We should kill him before he grows up. This is my fault." Zhu Bingren lowered his voice, "According to reliable information, he has devoured at least 10 strange doors, and his growth rate is really terrifying. With him by our side, we want to..."
Before the candle bearer could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a calm voice, "These doors are not a problem, the real problem is that door." The silver-eyed man's eyes were cold.
Bingzhuren took a deep breath and nodded, "Xia Tan's door."
"I tried to restrict him in my dream, but his ability exceeded my expectations. I estimate, and the degree of integration between him and Xia Tan's door is much better than I thought. Our previous intelligence was wrong. Now it is not entirely Xia Tan's door that is restricting him. They are using each other." Silver Eyes. Men recall.
Things are also getting tricky for the Night Watchmen. In terms of overall strength, the Night Watchmen are naturally not as good as the state machine. Their strength is their ability as disciples. But now, although Xia Tan is dead, another one has popped up. None, and Gong Zhe, who is about to lose his mind and is at the peak of his strength, keeps causing trouble for them outside.
“What’s the latest news?” The silver-eyed man rubbed his temples. His injuries kept coming back, and he had been getting better recently by devouring a large number of doors.
Hearing this, Bingzhuren hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the silver-eyed man looking at him, "Uncle Ghost, I trust you the most. You know, I want to listen to the truth."
Now. Bingzhuren immediately retracted his prepared remarks and did not dare to hide any more, "Our plans are being steadily pushed forward. Come on, go to Gong Zhe. He is just like the old Xia Tan, a life-threatening lunatic!” The news came, the head of the enforcement department who was involved in the hunt, and the people who were involved in it. He almost killed them all."
"News came yesterday that the person in charge of the Southern Region and the dozen or so disciples accompanying him were intercepted during the transfer, and they were all killed. Look, it was Gong Zhe who did it too. Now he doesn’t care about the backlash. He’s going crazy. He wants to kill not just people related to the previous head of the executive department, but anyone who is ours."
"Because we are focusing on planning now, we have not concentrated our efforts to kill him, otherwise. How can he be so arrogant on his own?" Bingzhuren said angrily.
The silver-eyed man nodded and exhaled, "Everything will be carried out according to the original plan. Don't distract your energy because of him alone. Don't ruin our big event and let him kill us. We just lost some insignificant people. Look at his condition. He doesn't have much time."
"A dying person is nothing to worry about."
"Yes, as long as we don't mess up, it's their turn." People echoed.
"Is there any news outside?" the silver-eyed man asked, "I mean around here, it has been quiet for too long."
The man holding the candle naturally knew what he meant. , and gradually showed a strange expression, Then he turned his head and looked behind him, realizing that he seemed to be able to penetrate here and see the scene outside clearly, "Yes, it's too peaceful. It has been some time since we arrived here, but the nearby secret sentry reported that there was indeed no sign of a large number of disciples gathering. .”
"According to Lin Wan'er's intelligence capabilities, they should be able to detect signs that we have ordered to assemble. Based on the movement of those disciples, they should be able to trace it here soon."
"They know that I have suffered. Hurt, this is an excellent opportunity, I don’t think they will miss it easily." Although his tone was calm, there was an undisguised murderous intent in the eyes of the silver-eyed man.
“I can’t figure it out about this. Could it be that they are too motivated and unable to do so? After all, President, your dream is not so easy to escape, Lin Wan’er, and Luo He, that damn 1 No. They all suffered unknown injuries. Not to mention Lin Wan'er, Luo He was directly destroyed. Yes, there is also the traitor No. 1. Although he noticed something was wrong at the last moment, opened the space channel, and sent away the frozen disciples who were used to deal with us, but due to the limitations of his strength and the scene, he was unable to perform at 100%. With hundreds of abilities, this is all too reluctant.”
“ Our news said that they found some corpses in the Xixieming Mountains, all of which belonged to the Frozen Disciples. Judging from the signs on the scene, they encountered turbulence in time and space. You also personally tested the physical condition of No. 1, at least in In terms of physical condition, No. 1 has no chance to lie. He is already a strong weapon. In the end, I think this time and space turbulence is enough to kill him, and he should never appear again."
Hearing Zhu Bingren say this, the silver-eyed man frowned, " Not necessarily, after all, his body hasn’t been found yet, so it’s too early to tell.”
"President, what should we do next?" Bingzhuren asked.
A few seconds later, the silver-eyed man's voice sounded, "Wait, they don't move, and we don't move either. They are the ones who are worried now. Have the things you arranged all come to fruition?"
Being stared at by the silver-eyed man, Bingzhuren felt uncomfortable all over, but he still answered bravely: "Don't worry, everything has been arranged. I went there in person. This time we deliberately exposed some People gave it to them and revealed it to the outside world. There is some news that is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Judging from the current situation, they have believed it.”
“The disciples who have been exposed are all under surveillance, and most of the people used for surveillance are ordinary people. Disciple, it is probably the guy from Luo Yunshan who is responsible for this. It is the secret army he formed. This insignificant thing, after it becomes a thing, I will lead people to clean them out personally, as well as those idiots who are in charge of the Luo family. "The man holding the candle looked fiercely in his eyes.
“Luoyunshan is nothing to worry about, what about the others?”
"The situation of the others is not completely clear yet. It is certain that Luo He has been crippled. Use his body to exert your strength. His door has never been so squandered. But Lin Wan'er's whereabouts are unknown. Now I only know that she is still alive, but whether she is still in the town needs to be investigated."
"Huh--" The silver-eyed man leaned back in his chair, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "That guy named Wu, is there any news about him?"
Bingzhuren looked embarrassed, "No, not yet. Our people don't dare to get too close. You also know that he..."< br>
The silver-eyed man naturally knew that although Wu was not completely confused in the dream he created, the other party had to forcefully break through the barrier he had set up several times and paid a huge price. He must also be cultivating now.
Bingzhuren waited for a moment, but did not hear the silver-eyed man continue to speak, so he asked cautiously: "Then you have been staying here to heal your wounds recently, or you should change places. I think it is good to leave an illusion here. , otherwise if something happens..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, the other party suddenly laughed. Bingzhuren couldn't help but take a breath. The man with silver eyes would smile, but this time his smile looked very strange. "Don't worry, nothing will happen." It doesn't matter, I'm ready, I'll stay here, I won't go there, and...it doesn't matter even if they don't show up , in short, I will meet them again soon." The silver-eyed man smiled: "I really... really look forward to that day coming soon,"
Suddenly, the candle holder felt the surrounding people. The momentum changes. This feeling may be very unfamiliar to others, but to the candle bearer, it is indeed familiar deep in his bones.
Because...because this is the aura of the old president!
Perhaps to set off something, or to explain, slowly, the silver-eyed man turned his head and looked in another direction, where the mist was filled with fog and had a sticky texture, as if he was using something to Slow surge.
Gradually, the man holding the candle opened his eyes wide, and saw the fog slowly receding, and then revealed a huge car body hidden in the fog. It was an old bus, with stains on the bus. It's like driving back from the previous period of history.
"It doesn't matter if they don't come. I will wait for them, waiting for them on this bus." The silver-eyed man looked at the bus, his eyes gradually turning into nothingness. (End of this chapter)