trick revival

Chapter 16 Shall I Help You?

Looking at Cheng Quan's state, although Zuo Dao is now "a blank slate", he still hasn't lost his vision and inference ability based on experience.

The obviously thick fog ritualist tried to completely shatter the other party's memory in the last brief manipulation of Cheng Quan, and it seemed that the other party basically succeeded.

"May I help you?" Zuo Dao said.

"Help?" Cheng Quan looked at Zuodao with a terrifying face.

"You're not dead anyway, let me try?"

Cheng Quan was a little dazed, but nodded quickly.

"Don't resist." After Zuo Dao finished speaking, his thoughts moved.

The little paper figurine holding the sword directly stabbed the paper sword at the eye of Cheng Quan's gray pupil.

Cheng Quan wailed in pain.

Not long after, the other half of his smiling face, which was uglier than crying, seemed much more normal.

"Left classmate's way is true"

This trick works.

Cheng Quan looked at the small, crumbling mask, then at the cigarette case tightly held by the Zuodao deity, and the two little paper figurines.

"This is the means of the Bureau of General Affairs, very interesting rituals and spells."

Zuo Dao didn't respond.

Cheng Quan, who knew he had slipped his words, endured the pain and forced a smile:

"When I was in the fog group, why didn't you activate this...well, the spell?"

"I'm afraid that I will be co-operated with the inside and the outside." You said that you don't seem to be very smart.

The actual situation is indeed the same. The function of the divine dust enchantment is to resist the external, and it has no restraint on internal problems.

"You're very smart. If I don't break free first, I may find that you are facing me, but that person is behind you," Cheng Quan agreed, and with a paper sword stuck in his eye, he asked Zuo again. Said: "Then you rescued me, what are you thinking now?"

Cheng Quan looked at Zuo Dao with interest.

Zuo Dao looked at the other party and shook his head:
"According to what you said, I'm going to kill you now, so at least you won't become his weapon."

"It's so straightforward, classmate Zuo Dao." Cheng Quan smiled, he was not surprised by Zuo Dao's undisguised thoughts, and seemed to be psychologically prepared.

"After all, you don't look like someone who can last much longer. I'm afraid you will be completely manipulated next time."

Cheng Quan was convinced: "Indeed."

At this time, there was a sound of shattering from the divine dust barrier, and both Zuo Dao and Cheng Quan could find that the color of the spirit mask had faded and turned transparent.

Because of this, the two could see that the sea of ​​fog clinging to the spiritual hood was crazily eroding the spiritual hood regardless of the cost.

"It seems that it won't last long," Cheng Quan analyzed.

Zuo Dao was always holding a cigarette in the silver cigarette case with one hand, keeping a distance from Cheng Quan:

"So we have to hurry up, don't we?"

Cheng Quan smiled, feeling inexplicably sad:
"Actually, if there is a chance, I still want to live again. As I told you at your house before, I have some things that I haven't finished yet, but now it seems that I have no chance. Compared with being manipulated by that person, Better to die now."

With that said, Cheng Quan didn't hesitate any more, he raised one hand, and the corpse spots gathered on it turned his hand black, and then dug into his left atrium, with no fluctuations on his face.

After a few breaths, he held the heart with a bit of stench and black blood in his hand, then he flicked his hand and threw it in front of Zuo Dao's feet.

"Please do something."

"You say." Zuodao nodded. At this time, a small paper man entered Zuo Dao's pocket, and immediately held a brand new paper sword, and floated to the heart of the ground. Ready to go.

"In my ex-wife's house, there is a notepad on the floor tiles in the study. If you can leave alive later, go to the General Affairs Bureau to help me take it out and hand it to them for processing. My memory is a bit messy, but there should be some key information in it. "Cheng Quan said in a weak tone.

"Although that person erased most of my memories with him, I still have some feelings. He is a very timid person. It may also be because his rituals are not like mine. He has to hide himself all the time. I'm dead, he lacks my ceremony, he will probably run away for the sake of his funeral, so it's not impossible for you to escape unscathed."

Zuodao listened patiently and took notes, and he nodded when the other party finished speaking:
"Finished?"

"Ah."

As soon as Cheng Quan finished speaking, his body shook.

In front of his eyes, the little paper figurine inserted the paper sword into his slow beating heart neatly.

Then the paper sword burned by itself.

"Spiritual material, why does this material look familiar?" Cheng Quan said with difficulty.

He looked to the left from the corner of his eye, and for a moment, he felt that the other party was a little strange.

I used to be heretical, dull, and introverted, only interested in things I like, and only when I have achievements or breakthroughs will I have the appearance of a teenager.

And now the leftists seem to be the same as usual, but Cheng Quan always feels that the other party has become very old-fashioned and cold, and has a superior attitude towards everyone.

But soon he lost his mind to think about it, his heart was completely annihilated, Cheng Quan completely lost his spirit, and his body also dried up quickly, and finally he swayed, stiffened and fell down.

Cheng Quan died with many doubts and an obvious unwillingness to die.

This scene was also seen by the foggy ritual practitioners because the power of the spirit hood was weakened.

He was completely outraged.

In the mist, an old man walked out with stiff movements.

It was the former librarian, Zhang Ruhai.

"It's not good for the mystery to be too active. The lives of ordinary people have never been guaranteed, including us." Seeing this, Zuo Dao shook his head and sighed, but he didn't feel sad.

Zhang Ruhai, who was full of lifelessness, made a move stiffly, part of the mist gathered in his hand, and finally formed a javelin, and then he threw it violently, and the javelin flew towards the spirit shield with the sound of breaking through the air.

The spirit hood, already at the end of its strength, shattered the moment it came into contact with the tip of the spear, and the javelin, which had not lost its strength, continued to kill towards the left!
Seeing this, Zuo Dao was already prepared, and the two paper spirits beside him each held a paper sword to guard him, and the cigarette he was holding was also taken out of the box at this time, he teased softly, looking forward to it :

"Look at you, team leader's big baby."

The moment the cigarette left the groove of the silver cigarette case, patterns suddenly appeared on the plain surface, and then ignited by itself, and then burned violently. Dazzling pattern.

Then, just as the javelins were approaching, the windshield was formed.

Clang.

The windshield flickers only once.

And the influx of mist was annihilated when it touched the windshield and couldn't even attach.

"The effect is good." Zuo Dao commented.

Press the little paper man next to him who is ready to score twice and release the divine dust barrier.

Compared with the power that can only be stimulated by the spiritual paper itself, it is of course inferior to the unknown spell given by Zangti.

This also makes sense.

Zhang Ruhai, who was full of malice, stared at the windshield, and did not continue to attack for a while.

"Although I don't know your name, do you still want to stay here with me?" Zuo Dao, who was hidden in the windshield, looked at Zhang Ruhai unhurriedly and said with a smile.

"Do you think you can be safe and secure with this?"

The person behind the scenes manipulated Zhang Ruhai and said.

"You can try it, what if it works?"

Zuo Dao responded without showing any timidity.

During the silence, Zuo Dao could see that the sea of ​​fog was rapidly receding.

He knew that although the other party's words were fierce, they also made a decision.

Just then, a mutation arose.

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