trick revival

Chapter 52

"Misfortune, departed soul, danger. 』

"Relieve misfortune, return to soul, eliminate difficulties. 』

In one place, when the little paper man who was writing exhausted his spiritual energy and all the characters were turned into smoke after writing, the six paragraphs and twelve characters began to conflict with each other. Afterwards, only Yu Xiaonan dispersed alone, leaving the faint word of distress looming.

At this time, the substitute little paper figurine appeared on the stage, appearing from the void, and Zuo Dao commanded them to come after finding that a group of small paper figurines was difficult to sustain.

The sixth little paper figurine took over the writing position. It scratched its head first, as if thinking about what to write, and finally wrote four characters.

"Location, situation. 』

The last stroke was made, and the little paper figurine got a picture through the fate book.

From Li Jia's perspective, he was trapped and in danger, and the shadowy man on the opposite table stretched out a hand.

Finally, when the angle of view is changed, it breaks away from No.1 name and becomes a sign: Hongji Congee Shop.

The little paper man turned around in the air and looked in one direction. Its body shook slightly, as if saying.
so close?
Zuo Dao, who was "exploring" in other areas away from the battlefield on the big eyeball, moved his eyes.

"In this way, it makes sense. Li Jia probably did something here, which led to this situation. Is that black figure the Gray Mist Ritualist?
"But one thing is still unclear. What is there, or some kind of arrangement, that makes them pay attention to this place, and even tear their skins?"

"From the point of view that all coincidences must have a reason, is there any kind of impetus for Fatty and I to come here this time, as well as the owner's situation?"

Zuodao made a conclusion based on the existing information, just as he always had doubts about the reason why he crossed over, and he was always vigilant about the "coincidence" that he could "hit the big luck" every time he "worked out" , groping for the root in the mist.

He has never been lucky about these things. He knows that he has many "abilities" that many people in this world don't understand, so there will be existences and weirdnesses in this world that he doesn't understand.

Who can say that when the current greatest enemy, the 'Mist Ritualist', is behind all this, there are no other "persons" behind it?

Thinking about it this way, Zuo Dao pretended to explore the scene, screened and cleared out the abnormal people, and looked for the survivors who failed to leave in time. In a reasonable way, he turned in a direction without any trace, and gradually moved closer to the direction where Li Jia was. .

in the ruins.

Li Jia stood up tremblingly. The clothes on his body were all torn, and all parts of his body were damaged to varying degrees. His left cheek was even more bloody, and the teeth inside were exposed.

He, who was supposed to be unable to get up again, hypnotized himself by relying on the sea of ​​twilight under the overclocking, and convinced himself that he could stand up. After that, he also stood up as he thought.

In the dust and smoke, Li Jia couldn't be sure whether the shadow man survived, and he didn't dare to remove the spell of the Sea of ​​Dusk. Once he got out of the overclocking state, he would face a terrible price, just like drinking poison to quench his thirst, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

However, he didn't leave. In other words, it was a miracle that he could stand up. Although forced hypnosis hinted at him, his physical condition made him feel excruciating pain even when he breathed.

Because of this, he could only endure the pain and stare at the direction of the ruins of Hongji Congee Shop with a grim face, waiting for the result of the dust and smoke clearing.

At this time, a strong wind swirled from the dust and smoke, blowing straight towards Li Jia's face, completely clearing away in the direction he was looking at.

Let Li Jia also see that the shadow man is not dead.

The state of the black shadow seems to be very bad. It has no face and no cover, and it seems very thin at the moment, and it is vaguely transparent.

The black shadow man seemed very angry at this time, as if he felt the mockery of fate. When he was about to control Li Jia, he was reversely absorbed by the source of his ritual. He controlled the nameless wind to blow away the dust, The head without facial features looked at the traitor.

It doesn't talk nonsense, after confirming Li Jia's location, several shadowy tentacles suddenly appeared on his body, turning into sharp spears and stabbing away. Li Jia's eyes moved when he saw this, and the thin sea of ​​​​twilight became thick again, becoming the direction of the waves. Jump forward.

After the Shadow Spear rushed into the golden waves, if it was paralyzed by some force, it stayed there and then dispersed.

The black shadow man was not annoyed, he went on and on like teasing a dog, and suddenly he laughed and said:
"Continue to maintain the overclocking state, I don't need to kill you, you will die soon."

Li Jia, who had half of his cheek disfigured by the explosion, smiled back with a toothy face:

"Aren't you the same? He, who was forced to appear in advance, now for some reason, is so flustered that he has to absorb even your strength to protect himself. As his agent in the present situation, you can only use this ability to try to kill him. When I, maybe I die, it is also the moment when you are completely drained."

In the ruins, the two stopped talking and began to fight, but the scene was really hard to describe.

A few little paper figurines poked their heads not far away, witnessed the conversation between the two, and saw the battle scene, they shook their heads and sighed tacitly, reproaching him for being indecent.

One place in the field of gray mist.

A fat man sneaked up to the top of a building at some point, holding up a small binoculars to watch a sci-fi blockbuster in the distance.

The title of the film, Fatty, felt like he had already thought it up, so he called it the Helicopter Fighting the Big-Eyed Monster——

Just when he was in charge of the 'beacon' that hadn't worked so far, and a peerless and bad script that was about to be born out of nowhere was rising in his mind, his communication device showed that someone was calling.

"Call the beacon, this is Nightingale No. [-], please answer if you receive it."

At this moment, the fat man no longer had a convulsion:

"Beacon received."

"Please keep the beacon status, we will take over the local beacon authority to fire later."

". Received." The fat man replied with a bitter face.

Obviously, the Nightingale team, which has been unable to attack for a long time, is ready to switch from being shaken to being shaken after the fuselage is suspected to be damaged.

Nightingale No. [-] entered a permission code, dictated the operation process for the second time, and then pressed OK.

"Beacon Emergency Call"

In the environment where the signal is blocked, using the beacon as the base point to break through the isolation, compared with the "life-saving paper" requires a less complicated but not simpler process, the beacon is the most efficient method, the only drawback is the beacon Or suffer a bit, and not be able to transmit specific signals like a 'lifeline'.

"Fatty, my life is really miserable, that boy of the leftist way doesn't know how to die—"

The fat man couldn't help muttering, but before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain on the tip of his tongue.

The pain made him tremble, and he couldn't even hold the small telescope in his hand.

He propped himself up on the ground, hunched up, and his figure continued to be "thin" visible to the naked eye.

until--

"Signal"

At that moment, the disappearance of the pain let the fat man know that his duty had been completed. He took a breath of air suddenly, turned around, paralyzed on his back, opened and closed his mouth but didn't say a word, reminiscing about his despair.

Originally, he took this job readily, just to try to catch fish. Most of the time, beacons will not have this kind of situation, they will only be like a lighthouse.

At this time, he heard a voice.

"Fatty, have you lost weight?"

Surrounded by no one, the fat man heard a voice beside his ear.

Moreover, he also felt something, gently poking his chubby face that was not so chubby for the time being.

Fat man
Pupil earthquake——

　Doing something in another place today, there may be only one update tomorrow, but it doesn't have to be expensive!

　　Objective analysis: I set off at [-] o'clock in the morning, and I was preparing here yesterday. This chapter arrived when it was scheduled to be released, and then I actually started to wait for it to finish. ing
　　
　
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