Chapter 368 Conspiracy
After solving these animals, Lin Yuanqing decided to seal off the place first. As for the others, they still need to be tested.
Lin Yuanqing has already thought of the place for the test, England! You need to pay for cheating!
Now that he had thought about it, Lin Yuanqing no longer hesitated. The ghost realm was activated. The ground was surging and everything around him was changing. After a while, a huge hill appeared.
This hill is unusually round. If someone can break in, they can see that the hill is hollow! And inside is the dark red world.
Lin Yuanqing thought for a moment, and the specially processed gold bags appeared one after another. They spliced together quickly in the air and soon formed a huge curtain.
One side of this curtain is golden yellow and the other side is iron metallic color. You don’t need to think about it to know what material it is made of.
The golden curtain is still being spliced, and the inventory in Lin Yuanqing's ring seems to have bottomed out.
Ghost Domain Control, trying to wrap up the newly raised hill, but it’s still a little short!
Specially processed bags continued to appear from the ring. When the inventory in the ring was about to be emptied, the supernatural projection was completely wrapped up, even the ground was not spared. It was wrapped tightly around .
In Lin Yuanqing's ghostly eyes, the moment the hill was completely wrapped, the supernatural was isolated, and the threads in mid-air broke.
"Huh?" Lin Yuanqing was a little confused. Can the isolation of gold solve this kind of projection?
His eyes did not move, he just looked at the connection point in the void quietly. The black thread at the connection point slowly began to extend, as if there was some kind of existence that was projecting supernatural beings over.
Lin Yuanqing used supernatural power to try to block it, but it undoubtedly failed. This failure made Lin Yuanqing frown.
"Can't attack or block?" Lin Yuanqing murmured.
The ghost realm flashed, and the gold wrapping the hill was lifted up by the specially reinforced steel. The power of the ghost realm fluctuated again, and the hill suddenly disappeared.
"Sure enough." Lin Yuanqing whispered again. The isolated dark red wheat field had disappeared, which proved the projection.
The black silk thread extended very quickly, and the wheat field that originally disappeared was quickly constructed. After a while, the dark red wheat field appeared in front of you.
In the center of the wheat field, the weird scarecrow slowly raised his head, looked at Lin Yuanqing with his cloudy and empty eyes, and slowly grinned with his slightly closed mouth.
It's laughing!
Lin Yuanqing frowned and looked at the connection point in the air. The golden curtain that originally wrapped the wheat field below surged upwards, directly wrapping the connection point.
At this moment, the wheat field below was disintegrating, as if the thing supporting its existence was cut off. It was like a power outage when watching TV, and the picture was terminated.
But the next moment, dozens of meters away from the original connection point, a new connection point was being constructed. Not long after, another rice field slowly turned red, and turned like a dark red. .
Lin Yuanqing's frown deepened, and he had some guesses in his heart.
(As long as the supernatural being in the painting is released, will the coordinates be constructed? This coordinate cannot be destroyed or isolated?
So why did England send such a dangerous thing out? Could it be that establishing coordinates in multiple places would make the Scarecrow hesitate?
No, it shouldn’t be. The connection of coordinates is related to the number of creatures killed, not the number of projections.)
Thinking of this, Lin Yuanqing was slightly startled, and he suddenly thought of something more Deep stuff.
(What will happen if panic is created where the scarecrow appears? Assuming that the killing range of this thing can reach a city
Then as long as there is a large-scale panic, the source of the scarecrow will be very fast came, and the most England paid was a "treasonous" ghost master.
No, we don't even need ghost masters. Terrorist attacks are enough to cause great panic to ordinary people. Then England doesn't even need to pay for ghost masters, just mercenaries.
And the harm of the scarecrow's body.)
Thinking of this, Lin Yuanqing directly dialed Kong Qiu's phone number and answered it instantly.
"Check, taking my current position as the center, are there any people or animals turned into scarecrows within a hundred kilometers around me?" Lin Yuanqing asked directly.
After finishing speaking, Lin Yuanqing said again: "The ghost law I am dealing with now is fear!"
This is to remind Confucius that if his guess comes true, it would be a pity for such a good subordinate to die.
"Okay, right away." Kongqiu's tone was unusually solemn, and the sound of tapping the keyboard was louder than any previous tapping.
"Notify us immediately if we find out." After Lin Yuanqing finished speaking, he hung up the phone and dialed Wang Xiaofeng's number again.
"I am Lin Yuanqing. I am now blocking the Daming City Airport, not allowing planes to land, and canceling flights to and from England." Lin Yuanqing said directly without hesitation.
Although this is just a guess and we still need to wait for the response from Confucius, the captain's guess does not require evidence. Even if he guesses wrong later, it will only be some economic losses.
"Yes!" Wang Xiaofeng's tone was unusually solemn.
If the airport needs to be blocked, it will definitely not be a trivial matter. It may be a large-scale supernatural event. With Lin Yuanqing's order, Wang Xiaofeng also has the power to block Daming Airport.
After all, he is specifically in charge of this area, and even the people in power in Daming City cannot stop it.
Seeing that Wang Xiaofeng didn't ask any questions, Lin Yuanqing was somewhat satisfied. He couldn't help but remind: "Keep it secret and don't make a panic."
After Lin Yuanqing hung up the phone, he I believe Wang Xiaofeng knows what to do.
About ten minutes later, the phone rang. Answer it.
"Brother Lin, about 150 kilometers away from you, there is a village where all the people have turned into scarecrows. I checked their backgrounds and they are the original residents of your village." Confucius's The voice was unusually solemn.
He continued: "And, because it is a small county, fear is spreading."
Lin Yuanqing took a deep breath, and sure enough, what he guessed based on conspiracy theories came true, and this The projected killing range is wider than imagined.
"I know, block the network in that small county." Lin Yuanqing's voice was as calm as ever, and he hung up the phone after giving the order.
Turning around, I don't know when the connection points in the sky became much thicker, and it seemed that the connection with a certain existence was getting stronger.
Below, the scarecrow staring at Lin Yuanqing seemed a little more real. It was smiling strangely, and its mouth had reached to the base of its ears, and it seemed that the whole head was about to split in half.
Lin Yuanqing lowered his eyes and looked at the scarecrow. He was not afraid, but he just found it tricky. This kind of visible and intangible thing was very unsolvable.
Lin Yuanqing is thinking about the solution. The overall feeling of the scarecrow can only be expressed in four words: scary and crazy.
Crazy crazy
"Crazy!" Lin Yuanqing murmured and smiled, crazy. Yes! (End of this chapter)