The mountain is about to collapse.

This is not an illusion. After the "snow" collapse faded, a landslide occurred.

The loose mountain tilted downwards. In a panic of people, the slipping mud and soil hit the mountain road and rushed to the village halfway up the mountain.

The barrier that resisted a "snow" crash attack was shaking. Fortunately, the pure physical collision was not very serious. The transparent barrier shook twice and still persisted.

Because the distance is close, the signal difference is no longer a big problem, Gao Tianyi pressed the headphones in pain: "Brother Xia, save me, transfer the people from this village quickly!"

"I didn't bring much talisman paper. This barrier will definitely be broken if it breaks again!"

Xia Chengyin: “…wait.”

He stopped helplessly to go up the mountain and gestured to his colleagues in the next province.

Afterwards, some people turned to the village, and the other people went to clear the mountain road. The access to the mountain was completely blocked by forest wreckage.

There are also some people who show their magical powers and walk up as much as possible over the blocked mountain road. They want to arrive at Fuzhao Temple early, which is not known what the situation is.

Xia Chengyin was originally one of them, but after a call from the mountain, his movements stopped.

"Senior Xia...Senior Xia, there is finally a signal." The female voice on the other end of the phone was disguised. After the torn sound, she returned to the original sound, "Are I okay...Are you asking about the situation on the mountain?"

The female voice suddenly stopped. She stopped for a long time before answering: "I can't remember what happened, but many people died... Senior Xia, I flipped through all the people around me, and there were not many living people, and..."

After a few more seconds, the confused female voice rang again: "And, there is only half of Fuzhao Temple left."

...

what happened?

Qi Zhuyue took off her disguise... It was no longer necessary. The environment was so bad that she had no need to maintain Wei Wenxue's dress.

The skin was squirming and undulating, and the bright facial features changed back to a beautiful appearance. I pulled the wig and took out the headband from my pocket to tie up my hair...

"Hiss." Qi Zhuyue raised her arm and felt pain in her shoulders.

She pulled her collar strangely and could not see any signs of wounds, but the pain feedback seemed to have been bitten by something, which she didn't understand.

After studying for a few seconds, Qi Zhuyue bent down and took out the pistol from the box and held it in her hand, and began to investigate around with alertness.

The first thing I checked was two fellow travelers, both of whom were still alive but were not awake.

I checked again about the tourists around me. One person had no breath, the second person had no breath, and the third person had no breath...

Qi Zhuyue checked everyone in the hall in disbelief. Except for the two people who were with her, everyone else showed no signs of life.

Including the abbot and two other monks.

However, Qi Zhuyue, the abbot's body, did not get too close to her, and the corpse full of flowers, almost wrote something wrong on her face.

The black-haired girl could only cover up a little and separate the abbot's body, and then go outside the hall...

In fact, it is not easy to divide the inside and outside the hall, because the entire building, and even the upper part of the entire Fuzhao Temple, disappeared as if it had been bitten by something.

The crack was like a gap between dogs and teeth. Qi Zhuyue looked at the gray sky above her head and walked out uneasyly.

Ordinary tourists and monks in the temple lie there on the flat ground outside.

Qi Zhuyue roughly checked and found that the good news was that someone was alive, and the bad news was that only monks were alive.

Ah...how could this happen?

The black-haired girl covered her head. She took out her cell phone and wanted to contact her colleagues without any signal. After struggling to walk out of most of the ruins that collapsed in the temple, she finally dialed the phone.

"Senior Xia..." After a chaotic description, Qi Zhuyue said ummy twice, "Okay, I will take the survivors well, so please help me, Senior Xia, you guys hurry up."

After making the phone call, Qi Zhuyue looked back at the temple behind her that looked like a disaster scene.

In general, the dilapidation of Fuzhao Temple is a good thing.

But the premise is that she has to know how the temple became like this instead of a brainless result?

The black-haired girl sighed quietly. She had seen the hell of writing reports in the future.

Half an hour later, Qi Zhuyue finally waited for a colleague from the next province at the entrance of the mountain gate.

When she saw someone coming, she first used her ID to prove her identity, and then pointed to the door latch behind her that was still there but had its upper half cut.

"I was injured and couldn't open the door. Whether you climb or open it, be careful when you go in - yes, that is, there is no place to settle inside, don't fall."

After giving some advice, Qi Zhuyue also followed her. She led the people to find the unconscious monk first, then walked back to the hall and stopped beside the two men.

So why did she wake up first?

Qi Zhuyue didn't understand.

Judging from the changes in the clock, she should have been lying down for a while, but no matter how she recalls it, she can't remember it.

Just like she couldn't remember what happened last night, she seemed to be asked by Bai Su... Have you dreamed?

Trying to recall the clues, the black-haired girl lowered her head with a gun. As she thought about it, she suddenly encountered a pair of misty eyes.

After looking closely, the young man with curly hair slowly woke up, looking suddenly, as if he was not completely awake.

"Ye...Who are you?" An Xiangwen's eyes were half open, "You, what you are holding-"

"Dong!"

With a neat knock, the curly young man who had just woken up lay back again, and Qi Zhuyue, who made this subconscious action, faced the head of a colleague from the next province who was poking in from the door.

A colleague from the next province: "Ah...you..." The handcuffs were touching.

Qi Zhuyue: "Uh...I can explain, in order to prevent him from seeing my gun..."

My colleague from the next province didn't say much, and threw a look that I understood, and made a zipper gesture with his hand on his lips.

A colleague from the next province: "I will keep it confidential for you, I didn't see anything."

Qi Zhuyue: "...Don't say that I seemed to have done something criminal..."

A colleague from the next province walked away from the door, and only Qi Zhuyue was left in the hall.

The brunette girl covered her face with a cold butt stock, trying to make herself more awake.

She was not sleepy, she was just dizzy.

The gray sky made her feel uncomfortable, and staying for a long time made her feel a little tight and short of breath.

I always feel that there is something she overlooks.

The entire hall was still the same, and only the abbot's body with flowers was moved out early, waiting to be transferred.

The two monks also took them away, just in case, maybe the surface was unobstructed, but the corpse was actually covered with plant roots.

The bodies of the other tourists were lined up, and they didn't have so many people.

As for the two people in front of her... Sure enough, the best place for survivors of this kind of incident is the hospital.

Qi Zhuyue turned the gun in her hand around and pressed the butt on An Xiangwen's neck with the butt, hoping to make people dizzy for a while.

She had just raised her hand when a white shadow flashed by in the afterglow.

"who!"

The black-haired girl turned around suddenly, aiming the muzzle at the position Yu Guang saw.

There was nothing there, only the fragments of bricks and tiles lying quietly there.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!