But Xuan Ji had no time to appreciate the moonlight, and his mood was as cool as the pond water.

The altar is full of evil curses, which are much more terrifying than the anthrax virus. Even a butterfly can fly out, it can trigger a Resident Evil!

A large bunch of hair floated around him. Xuan Ji was about to reach out his hand when Sheng Lingyuan's gritted teeth sounded in his consciousness: "If you dare to pull my hair again, I will kill your nine clans."

"Punish the punishment, just kill me. When I go back, I will move my household registration to the unit's collective household registration book," Xuan Ji said quickly, "But the butterfly can't run out!"

"I know, shut up and don't make a noise."

"So what to do? Your Majesty, you are the Human Emperor after all, and you don't want to see the creatures suffer!"

The two of them hadn't discussed the reason yet. A large "wild animal" was flapping the dog's plowing, and was washed in by the water.

Xuan Ji raised his foot and hid the guy. When he looked closely, he found that Yang Chao, the one who floated in his department, was actually Yang Chao.

Xuan Ji: "Graduate student? Why are you here?"

Yang Chao seemed to have just cut a hundred onions, and his physiological tears still couldn't stop crying. He hugged Xuan Ji's thighs with his limbs and ground. He almost took off the only complete clothes on their leader and choked and said, "Director... hiccup... I haven't passed the exam yet!"

Xuan Ji struggled to hold his belt and said angrily: "What are you doing? Which bastard is making a mountain? Do you know where this is? Just blow it up!"

Yang Chao was very unfair and wanted to explain, but unfortunately he was in tears.

Sheng Lingyuan suddenly interrupted and asked, "Has Qingpingsi come to you? How many people?"

Xuan Ji didn't bother to correct his words and quickly translated it.

Yang Chao choked and said, "Five...no, hiccup...six, six...who is this director? Where did the beauty come from?"

Xuan Ji's veins jumped straight: "...you should pay attention to the key points."

I can’t count the numbers within ten, my eyes are not good, and I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination!

Why do young people nowadays have so many ideas?

Sheng Lingyuan pondered: "Then include you and me, there are exactly eight people."

Xuan Ji finally kept his belt and couldn't defend his shoes. As he spoke, one of the shoes was stripped down by Yang Chao: "You... His Majesty... Are you sure? I remind you in advance that some of my classmates in my department may not be able to use them no matter how many people are, and they may not be able to use them if they have the "head"!"

"Just live." Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and grabbed Xuan Ji's shoulder, stabilized himself, and pressed his other hand towards Tanshui with his other hand.

"What...ao!"

Sheng Lingyuan's palm seemed to have some mysterious gravity. When he pressed down, the water suddenly sank and a vortex appeared. The vortex became bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye, the three people were rolled out together.

Yang Chao's loud voice predicted their itinerary. Wang Ze heard his movements from a distance and shouted, "Run down, dodge!"

While speaking, he took off his coat and threw it into the water, but his clothes did not float away, as if they were stuck to the water.

Wang Ze reached out and pulled up his clothes. The muscles on his arms were bulging, and the water surface was sucked up by his coat. He made a "water dam" about one meter high out of thin air. The "water dam" solidified into ice in the blink of an eye, just blocking the three people who were washed out.

The others rushed up and pulled the three people in the water to the shore with all their might.

The three of them landed on the ground, and the ice dam was shattered by the flood.

Only then did Wang Ze see clearly the person he pulled up, and his cigarette fell out of shock: "This... is this the suspect? Are the suspects so good now?"

He had never seen Sheng Lingyuan, but Ping Qianru and Gu Yuexi had both watched the big demons close at Chiyuan Hospital, and the two of them reacted fiercely.

Ping Qianru's legs were weak: "Oh my god! Why is it him again! Help!"

Gu Yuexi shouted sternly: "President Wang be careful! Stay away from him!"

Sheng Lingyuan had no time to pay attention to them, so he swung his sleeves to the point where Wang Ze was in trouble: "Little Demon, really fire!"

Although "brain wave Bluetooth" invades personal privacy, it is not completely unhealthy. At least in this case, it greatly reduces the communication time between two people who are not very good at speaking.

Sheng Lingyuan didn't have to speak, his mind moved slightly, and Xuan Ji already understood what he wanted.

Xuan Ji immediately slashed through the fingertips of his middle finger and squeezed out a drop of blood. The blood bead broke away from the skin and then turned into a ball of true fire and flew into the air.

Sheng Lingyuan took materials locally, waved his hand, and a row of fake trees nearby fell down. The branches and leaves made of paper fell down and rolled into human shapes on the spot. In the blink of an eye, eight dummies formed.

Sheng Lingyuan: "Borrow some living people for me."

No one understood the Yayin he said except Xuan Ji, and they all stared at him blankly. Sheng Lingyuan directly felt that they were silent and agreed, and he was self-defeating. Several people present felt a trembling flowing through their bodies at the same time, as if they were standing naked in the snow in the cold winter, and the northwest wind ruthlessly swept away their body temperature.

Xuan Ji's fire suddenly shattered into countless light spots, nailing the vivid popularity to the five hearts of each dummy.

I don’t know what trick this is, but a fire lit up in the empty eyes of the fake people. Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and waved his hand. The fake people flew out in one stroke, pressing the position of Fuxi’s Bagua, and landed on eight directions halfway up the mountain.

At the same time, everyone had a strange feeling, as if they suddenly had a second perspective and flew to the distance with the dummy.

The moment the dummy landed, the altar of the witch man had completely floated on the water.

With a "boom", a large number of mirror flowers, water and moon butterflies were flooded in the pool, but there were still countless fish that had escaped from the cave in groups. They shuttled through the false plants and trees in a stretch and elegant manner. The mountains and forests were like the legendary firefly forest.

Whether it is the Wind God or the Aftermath, everyone gave this beautiful scenery so beautiful that everyone looked unhappy.

However, the next moment, the creepy butterflies were guided by some kind of guidance and began to divert and fly towards the dummies.

Through the dummy's eyes, several people could "see" groups of butterflies hovering above their heads, some of which were close together, and could see the faces of joy and sorrow on their wings.

Even though he is an experienced field department, he is sweating all over his body now.

Zhang Zhao stammered his neck, not daring to move, and murmured: "What kind of nightmare is this? I'm going to have insect phobia."

Sheng Lingyuan said in a somewhat stiff modern Chinese: "Everyone, read a word to me."

Then, he said a word from the Witch Man. Perhaps because he was afraid that they would not be able to learn, Sheng Lingyuan spoke very slowly, and his pronunciation position was relatively backward, which seemed low and gentle.

There are taboos when following others to read things that you don’t understand. This is what the employee in the first lesson of the on-boarding training of the staff of the Extraordinary Control Bureau said. However, Sheng Lingyuan’s voice seemed to have some temptation. Even Wang Ze, who mistakenly thought he was the suspect, was in a daze, murmured, and then began to read.

As soon as he made a sound, Wang Ze was suddenly shocked and recalled that he didn't understand why he followed him.

What level of mental control is this? He actually skipped his body and had a dozen protective gears!

Wang Ze immediately wanted to bite his tongue, but before he could close his teeth, he listened to Sheng Lingyuan's instructions: "Recite repeatedly, don't stop."

His tongue seemed to have arisen his willpower and he couldn't help but recite it with him.

The hovering butterflies seemed to have heard something, falling around the fake people, among the branches and leaves, and among the grass, as if they were covered with diamonds.

Xuan Ji was the first to pronounce the word "Witch Man" out loud. I wonder if it was because he was connected with Sheng Lingyuan's mind. He inexplicably understood the meaning of the word "Witch Man" - it was a call, meaning "come back".

Although Sheng Lingyuan is very ill-hearted and can kill his teammates with his backhand at any time, Xuan Ji just thinks he won't do anything small in this matter... After all, he sealed the last Dongchuan altar with his own hands.

The spells of the witch tribe flowed out from the mouths of the eight living people. The fire in the eyes of the fake people became more and more vigorous. The butterflies were gradually attracted and crawled into the dummy's body in groups.

On the road in the distance, street lights were on on time, and innocent cities and villages were preparing to sleep or start a carnival.

The lights are just on, and the fireworks on earth are blurred.

Halfway up the mountain, eight dummies with mirror flowers, water and moon butterflies were lit by butterflies. From a distance, they looked like several gods who were conquering the mountain. They looked solemn and restrained the evil curse that should not belong to this world in the mountains.

"What's the thing on the mountain?"

At the foot of the mountain, the disciples of Yuede Gong also saw this scene. They just shot out, but the noise caused was far beyond expectations. It seemed that a huge creature buried deep in the ground was alarmed and roared into the world.

The old man Tang Huan immediately reacted - it was broken, and the things in the forbidden area of ​​their "mine" were dug out.

The old man's voice was awkward: "No matter what they looked out, they should not let them leave this mountain alive."

Their ancestors have been entrenched here for generations, and they cannot receive worship during festivals and festivals. Fame and fortune in the world are simply a pediatrician. Over the years, many believers who have been "saved" by masters have already worshipped them as gods.

Over time, the "masters" themselves also had the illusion that they were born superior and had become extraordinary and saints.

They dare not even think about the consequences of the secrets in the mountains being leaked.

Whether it was Yuede Gong who was in Penglai or his disciples, they wanted to capture the inner demon who leaked his "secrets" and tear them a hundred times.

"Let's fire..." Old man Tang Hua squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "Let's fire!"

Those disciples carrying special "Misins cannons" received orders and drove the second round of fire to the top of the mountain.

Without aiming, a meteor-like white light flew out of the "muzzle" with a bowl-sized mouth, tearing the night light and smashing it down the mountain.

With a "boom", the second round of dense white light fell to the ground, and all the fake woods on the hillside were blown away. The white light directly penetrated the ground and smashed on the pile of white bones of Wutozuka.

Those immortal bones that were once parasitized by butterflies and burned by Lihuo were shocked and exploded everywhere like flowers.

"Misins!" Zhang Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, "Which team is this? Who told them to act without permission?!"

Xuan Ji: "What?"

"The Institute just developed a weapon of mass destruction, specifically targeting various disaster-level mutant species," Wang Ze said quickly, "I... I'm so fucking hell, aren't I still in the experimental stage?! This can't be ours."

Gu Yuexi: "Not good! Butterfly!"

The butterflies that had been sucked into the dummy's body were alarmed by the explosion in the sky and were about to fly out of the dummy.

"Does go." Sheng Lingyuan knelt on one knee and recited another witch saying that Xuan Ji had never heard of. It was very long. As he recited, his straight back bent faintly.

At the same time, Xuan Ji, who was forced to share his feelings with him for a while, felt heavy pressure, like a mountain landing on his shoulders. For a moment, he had difficulty breathing. Then, he felt Sheng Lingyuan shook his spirit under such heavy pressure, and involuntarily recalled what A Luojin said before his death.

It was a Witch Man's Word. Xuan Ji learned the Witch Man's Word without a teacher in this strange "online" state.

He found that Alujin's last words were actually a congratulations, saying: "The mountain god is above, the ancestors are above, the great Emperor of Human Emperor, I, Alujin and the entire clan of the witch, wish you immortality."

"The Red Abyss Mars is immortal, your Majesty's soul is immortal, your spirit is immortal, your spirit is immortal, your blood is endless, and your body is immortal."

"Long live the years and transcend the ghosts and gods."

It was clearly a good thing Zhu Changsheng. Alujin's tone made Xuan Ji shudder. Before Xuan Ji could think about it carefully, the next moment, eight dummies caught fire at the same time, swept thousands of mirror flowers, water moons that had only turned into evil curses into the tongue of flames, and all the little faces on the butterfly turned into resentment.
To be continued...