Chapter 129 The ringtone fails
Ring, bell, bell, bell, bell, bell.
The weird ringtone that whetted the ghost's appetite rang, and spread far and wide in this golden ghost land.
As the white ghost bell swayed, everything around seemed to stop for a moment.
The densely packed tens of thousands of ghost slaves below all paused and raised their heads almost at the same time, looking up to the sky.
The ghost slaves began to move, slowly moving towards Lin Yuanqing's feet, and the surrounding ghost realm seemed to have undergone slight changes.
Lin Yuanqing glanced around, looking at the spectacular scene under his feet, trying to find the source ghost from the group of ghost slaves below.
But there are too many ghost slaves, and now even the five ghosts are completely invisible.
Suddenly, a sense of threat came from all directions. Lin Yuanqing's ghost eyes were activated to the maximum, trying to find the source of the threat.
The ghost bell in his hand did not stop shaking, and the threat around him became stronger and stronger. A pitch black stick appeared in Lin Yuanqing's black hand, and he looked around him warily.
Finally, the sense of threat seemed to have reached its limit, and there was a squeezing feeling around him, and the squeezing feeling became stronger and stronger.
"Get out!" Lin Yuanqing shouted, and the ghostly power of Ghost Throat spread in all directions.
But. This is in someone else's ghost realm. As soon as Ghost Throat's supernatural powers appeared, they were offset by the golden brilliance.
However, the squeezing feeling around me also became smaller for a moment.
Lin Yuanqing still did not stop shaking the ghost bell. When the squeezing feeling came again, the ghost stick swept across and circled around Lin Yuanqing.
But this had no effect, the squeezing feeling still came and became stronger and stronger.
The black ghost realm extended in all directions with penetrating properties, and something strange happened.
In this area controlled by black and gold, the squeezing feeling was still coming, and Lin Yuanqing could not find the source of the squeezing feeling.
Looking at the feet, the ghost slaves below actually formed a human wall, like a zombie siege in Resident Evil, they were all densely packed with ghost slaves.
The squeezing feeling became stronger and stronger. Gradually, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Lin Yuanqing's mouth. The activity of his body was rapidly receding, and gradually the breath of the living person was disappearing.
When he stopped shaking the ghost bell, everything around him suddenly paused again, the squeezing feeling receded, the ghost heart ability was activated, and the living breath of Lin Yuanqing suddenly appeared again.
The ghost slaves below regained their mechanical properties and gradually dispersed around, and everything returned to calm.
Lin Yuanqing frowned and closed his ghost eyes. Suddenly everything around him was golden.
My line of sight was greatly blocked. Looking down, I could only vaguely see the pile of ghost slaves below descending little by little.
Exiting the Golden Ghost Realm, looking at the golden field in front of me outside, I can't even find the source ghost. Even if I want to use the ghost sea tactic, the ghost will be suppressed as soon as it is thrown in.
After all, the population of a city is still very large, not to mention that the ghost slaves' supernatural abilities can be superimposed.
Bell, bell, bell
The weird ringtone of the ghost bell rang, and the golden ghost domain that was about to move slowly in the opposite direction paused, but actually slowly moved in the direction of Lin Yuanqing come over.
The ringing stopped, but the golden ghost realm did not stop. It was still moving this way. Black light flashed, teleporting with Zhu Heng and the unconscious cannon fodder.
When it reappeared, it was already in the opposite direction of the movement of the golden ghost realm.
Looking forward, the golden light did not change direction again, but was still moving in the direction that the ghost bell had just attracted.
Lin Yuanqing moved his eyes and looked at Zhu Heng. The tall ghost stood up and walked in his direction.
Zhu Heng saw the tall ghost walking towards him, and suddenly panicked. He quickly pointed at the unconscious cannon fodder and said: "Brother Lin Lin, isn't there someone else there?"< br>
"He is an experimental subject. Don't worry, you will be fine." Lin Yuanqing said lightly.
The tall ghost ignored Zhu Heng's resistance and entered his body. Suddenly, he felt a sense of control.
The supernatural blessing controlled him to walk towards the golden ghost realm.
Zhu Heng accepted his fate and began to observe the left and right carefully.
At the same time, I was thinking: Sure enough, what the forum said is right. Supernatural events are full of force majeure. Since you can’t resist, you might as well learn how the big guys deal with supernatural events.
Entering the Golden Ghost Realm, this time because the body surface flashed with black light, there was no feeling of light and shadow changing, so I walked straight in.
When he entered the ghost realm, dense crowds of ghost slaves suddenly appeared around him. Because Zhu Heng was afraid, what appeared this time was the expected anger.
The moment Zhu Heng appeared, the group of ghost slaves who were all heading in one direction were stunned.
The ghost-covering eyes were activated, and the ghost slaves who were about to turn around once again paused and continued to wander forward.
Zhu Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the operation was not delayed this time, otherwise it would have been another exciting death-defying journey.
Suddenly, his body levitated, about ten meters high, and began to fly forward at a high speed.
Although I can't control my body, this feeling of flying is still very novel.
All the way flying, there were densely packed ghost slaves underneath me. Apart from the ghost slaves, nothing else was abnormal at all.
After flying for about fifty kilometers, there were still ghost slaves under me. They still had angry expressions and walked slightly numb, no different from the ones in front.
Suddenly, the black light on the body lit up and shot straight into the sky, disappeared in an instant, and came to the place just now.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Heng asked, a little confused. He obviously didn't encounter any danger this time.
"Let's go eat first and we'll talk tomorrow." Lin Yuanqing said a little irritably.
Until now, this ghost Buddha has no thoughts at all, as if the source ghost does not exist, and even the ghost bell does not work. It is better to let the brain relax first!
Zhu Heng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, thinking to himself: There is an intermission for dealing with supernatural events?
Lin Yuanqing retracted the ghost image, black light flashed on his body, and disappeared with Zhu Heng and the test subject.
Daming City, edge of the city.
Shortly after Lin Yuanqing left, a "person" wearing an old robe, with a numb expression and staggering steps was slowly walking towards Daming City.
At the same time, the garrison office.
Ten people were standing in front of a table with serious faces, and there were various pistols on the table.
A resolute-looking middle-aged man was lecturing, it was Wang Xin himself.
“Your special pistol has not been made yet, but you have also seen the introduction of that gun. As long as you fail to hit the enemy, you will be the one who will die. So starting from today, pistol training Double it, and you can’t stop other training, you hear me?” Wang Xin said.
“I heard it!” Ten people roared in unison.
"Very good, today's task is to fire a thousand rounds of ammunition per person, and the accuracy is required to be 100%! Are you confident?" Wang Xin shouted.
"Yes!" the soldiers replied in unison.
"The momentum is very good, let's start training now."
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, the sound of the pistol continued. (End of this chapter)