trick revival

Chapter 53
10 minutes ago.

At that moment, the exhausted fat man trembled again.

At that moment, Fatty thought of a serene and quiet eulogy.

"What are you thinking, it's me, leftist."

The little paper figure manipulated by the leftists saw the fat man's mental activities, and said in a good mood.

And he has already made up his mind to say that: he was the reincarnation of a fat fairy, and he immediately came back to his senses. Looking at a small paper figure that appeared, the fat man yelled:
"I call you a fairy, you—"

"I will scold you later," the little paper figurine made a sound at this moment, and it poked its small hand behind its back, grabbed a miniature paper sword and pointed it at the fat man.

Under the coercion, the fat man finally stopped talking with his eyes widened angrily.

"Why didn't I think this fat man was so funny before." Zuo Dao sighed helplessly.

It's a pity that it's the time of "employment". Apart from the two Nightingale IVs that are still fighting in the sky, there are no other assistants who can fight in this area.

"Listen to me first, I found something"

In this way, Zuo Dao used the most concise narrative to make up a story about unexpected surprises found in the exploration, which can be confirmed with the law enforcement instrument, and elaborated on the discovery of Li Jia and the shadow of the "suspected" person who performed the Mist Ceremony specific circumstances of a person.

"Do you want to come and do something big?
"According to my observation, that dead thing may be the weakest period now. After passing this village, there will be no such shop."

Hearing this, the fat man thought of the pain he had just suffered from the beacon, old hatred and new hatred welled up in his heart, and the evil turned to his guts:
"Then the fuck has to do it—!"

The bold words did not persist for a few moments, the fat man's eyes flashed, and he asked furtively:
"So what are you doing bro?"

Hung Kee Congee Shop.

Time passed in the "back and forth" of the battle between Sombra and Li Jia.

"It's a good fight, it's a turn system for these two people."

Zuo Dao, who watched the "live broadcast", was a little reluctant to cover his face. Let him who had been exploring "reasonably" and was already very close to him over there, almost couldn't hold back his acting skills.

At this moment, a new situation appeared in the fight on Li Jia's side. Zuo Dao's spiritual thoughts flashed wildly in his mind, and he began to operate, but without showing it on his face, he said softly to the law enforcement instrument in a calm tone:
"There are no polluted people in this place, and no stranded survivors have been found. I will continue to explore until the mission is completed."

"Wait. Supplementary records, my 'spell' found something abnormal, I will go to observe."

After speaking, he quickened his pace, left here, and disappeared into the gray-white street.

Li Jia's side.

He once again withstood a wave of dull and repetitive attacks from the shadow men, and the sea of ​​twilight also began to appear slack. The spell engraving in his mind had cracks under the continuous excitation of the overclocking state. He was almost at the limit.

Li Jia, who has been engaged in front-line investigations for many years, knows very well where the limit of his overclocking state is, and now he is not far from the moment when Shu San will be killed.

Li Jia felt a little bit bitter in his heart, as if his fate had been labeled with the word "reverse" since he defected from the Bureau of General Affairs. First, he met a mysterious and terrifying character, and he controlled him during a short confrontation. Manipulative mysteries.

After that, he discovered something even more terrifying
It also contributed to today's situation.

Under the double weakness of physical and mental strength, Li Jia began to distract himself uncontrollably.

The long-prepared black figure knew Li Jia very well, and when he was distracted, he broke out blatantly.

It was covered with a layer of gray mist, and then it rushed over like an arrow leaving the string.

Obviously, it wants to solve the battle in close quarters, and it doesn't want any more accidents.

As it rushed into the sea of ​​dusk, the gray fog and waves consumed each other fiercely. Originally, it didn't dare to be so hasty, but now Li Jia's technique is already a paper tiger, so in just a moment, it has come to Li Jia in front of you.

The shadow man's hand changed and turned into a sword blade, stabbing Li Jia's jaw like an uppercut.

At the same time, among the little paper figurines in a certain place, the No. [-] paper figurine waved with the other four paper figurines, pointed at the fate book, and began to write.

"Difficulty"

When the last stroke was made, the word "Ernan" was about to change from being faintly visible before, and when it was about to become obvious again, it seemed to be suddenly sniped, and it became faintly visible again.

And No. [-] paper man, who replaced No. [-] paper man, was suddenly killed by lightning. There seemed to be something wrong with the inside of the paper man. Then the head of the paper man exploded out of thin air, and then his body exploded completely, leaving no green ashes. ——

It is the price of manipulating the fate of others.

After eliminating the little paper figurine, this 'power' seemed to be still angry, and traced back to Zuo Dao through the unintelligible connection again. It seemed to be hesitating invisibly, and finally entered one of the three paper spirits in his chest. .

Then, a crack appeared on one of the paper spirits, and at this point, that force dissipated angrily.

And now there are four big cracks on the body of the little paper figurine, and a small "scar" on the waist, which seems to have been repaired.

"It's not that simple to play with fate, especially this kind of "death catastrophe", but the backlash of fate is sometimes very interesting, it will directly impact the "participant", if the power is still there after death, it will harm the children and grandchildren.

"But if a person is not dead, he will be entangled until his power is exhausted. The magic of Trick·Paper Cutting is that although "I" is "dead", it is not dead. The little paper man, as the direct criminal, bears its pain Destiny, as its fundamental creator, deserves to be the No. [-] pick.

"However, it is my paper spirit who manipulates the little paper man, and I became the third pick. Although the paper spirit is small, it is also "fate". Therefore, Li Jia's death calamity, even if the second pick Zhiling really can't stand it, and when it hits me, I'll catch a bad cold, or get cut while cutting vegetables."

Lefty thought.

While legally learning the "mysterious knowledge" of this world through formal channels, he also uses his years of experience to dialectically explore the "mysterious logic" of this world from various angles and methods.

Don't believe in the summaries of experience given by others, and don't be so conceited that you think you are alone in the world.

On the other side, time, now.

Li Jia, who could barely stand up, could only watch as the shadow man was about to end his life.

At this time.

The accident seems to have come again.

A fat man's roar came from a distance, and he seemed to be shouting vaguely:

"The old ghost behind the scenes is going to die—!"

As he said that, the fat man stood in the distance and shook his hands suddenly.

"Ritual Overclocking · Concealing the Void to Realize"

The space around the black shadow man was distorted for a while, and in the next instant, it was teleported to a place not far away. In this instant of space transfer, the black image suffered serious damage, the gray fog defense on his body was broken, and his body was also injured. Wounded again, leaving pure black blood dripping to the ground.

At this time, the fat man quickly stopped the operation, but the price of overclocking also followed. At this time, one of his arms seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, and then there were several clicks, from the knuckles to the wrist, from the elbow joint to the shoulder. Joints, all twisted.

The fat man in pain broke out in a cold sweat. This is still his slight overclocking. He only transfers the shadow not far away. If he continues to use it or teleports it to a farther place, he will be able to pick up a twist-shaped corpse at the end of the ceremony. .

Seeing that the place he transferred was correct, the fat man roared angrily:
"Come on, brother——!!!"

　Abaaaba, when the cauldrons see this ps, it means that I stayed up all night and only wrote this chapter.

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(End of this chapter)