trick revival

Chapter 81 Classic, so classic

Zangti was also in deep thought at this time, she changed a cigarette and put it between her lips, and held the fast-burning one between her thumb and forefinger.

According to the normal process, the operatives of the Bureau of General Affairs are responsible for the content of the force side, from training to learning, and the ability and professional knowledge they have mastered are all based on this. When encountering such things, most of them are Based on the guiding spirit of the Observation Center.

However, one is Zangti, who is a veteran with great authority, and the other is a heretic who has not had much experience in this world but managed to become an old fritter in the previous life.

Both of them are concentrating for a short time now, and each has reasons not to tell outsiders, or the feeling that something is wrong is surrounding them.

At this time, Zuo Dao suddenly said:
"Leader, please tell me something."

"Say."

Zuodao sorted out the situation as follows:

"In the ceremony, if there are specific characters or related situations, whether it is related to the composition of the ceremony or the power absorbed, for example, before the Misty Ceremony had intercepted time nodes on Huaiyang Road to imitate the "neighborhood leader", and When it was supposed to swallow the library a librarian manipulated him into talking to me.

"In this case, is it necessarily and directly related to the composition of the elements, or is it determined according to the characteristics of the ceremony?"

His words made Zangti's eyes move, and he looked sideways at the other party slightly:

"What did you find?
"Generally speaking, there are both possibilities. The former and the latter do not necessarily exist only one."

The leftist who learned new knowledge from the side did not procrastinate, and replied:

"Shen Zhecheng's ceremony is a bit strange. After Tongyan activated the spirit vision and stared at its manifestation, the person then responded. He showed a child who was not sure whether it was a ghost or a ritual ability, and grabbed Quan Hu and followed him. The fat man's hand performed a space transfer, but it didn't appear after that.

"It stands to reason that we are in the core of his ceremony, as the team leader told me, there will be unconscious ability characteristics emanating from it, so theoretically speaking, the abilities that were revealed before should also exist. The result is that the current I didn't see it."

Zuo Dao said quickly, and finally added:
"This is what I don't understand."

He didn't "teach people how to do things", but only reasonably combined Professor Zangti's knowledge points and what he felt wrong in his heart, and made an appropriate reminder. In the end, it depends on how the other party will choose. After all, this world also has a complete set of rules. The mysterious system will inevitably have many details that I don't know, and being too confident will only increase trouble.

And he is not sensitive to the keyword 'ghost'. This world has a blockade of 'mysterious knowledge', but some weird and strange anecdotes have not been eradicated, and even some weird novels and even TV dramas and movies will Yes, but the review will be more stringent.

It’s hard to say whether it was determined after repeated reviews that these “stories” or “themes” no longer have mysterious power, or what, but the result is that ghost stories like ghosts always exist.

"Is that so?" Zangti couldn't find any expression on his face, he just took a puff of cigarette and said:
"I saw that you have some paper figurines with paper-cutting techniques. They have broken magic crystals on their bodies, right?"

"Yes," Zuo Dao nodded:
"The four of us made many plans before we set off, and the paper figurine was assisted by Sister Tong Yan and Brother Quan."

"Okay," Zangti said, pointing to the surroundings:

"Gimme a blast here."

She exhaled on Shin Cheol-sung who was lying on the ground, and a wind shield formed around him.

Without saying much, Zuodao summoned a group of "Nige paper figurines", scattered them separately, evenly distributed close to each other, pasted them in large straight characters on the wall, and returned the suitcase to himself when Zangti approached him After that, he made a start gesture.

In an instant, the room was filled with flames——

At the same time, outside the core space.

The ritual liquid transformed by Jin Chongjing originally covered the package normally, but at this moment it suddenly fluctuated violently, and some weak places were even raised and broken, exposing the original flesh and blood creatures, and the fat man also shook violently , Yan Fang felt the pressure instantly.

It was like—he woke up.

In the core space, the sea of ​​flames dissipated, but nothing changed.

Except that the walls are a little damaged, some are scorched black, and the fleshy walls are greasy.

Others may feel that their guess was wrong, but Zangti and Zuodao confirmed one thing at the same time.

"Sure enough, there is a problem." Zangti said:
"An explosion is played in the core of the ceremony, or there is no response under the broken magic crystal. How can we be fools?"

It was Zuo Dao who frowned and said to Zangti:

"There has just been a change in the shopping mall. My paper figurine contacted Jin Chongjing again and there was no reply. Fatty and Yan Fang seem to be under a lot of pressure."

Zuo Dao kept the two-line synchronization to give feedback to Zangti. While speaking, he glanced at Shen Zhecheng on the ground, and a word appeared in his mind-trap.

Whether it is directly killing or taking it away, you can get the result the opponent wants.

And another problem came
"Is it the trap of the ritualist, or someone else?"

Inexplicable fluctuations flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The passage into the core was opened by the people in the observation center.

The person who gave the suggestion was also the person in the observation center.

Now that something went wrong, it was a coincidence that there was no new reply from the paper figurine, and it was also from the observation center.

——You say it’s a coincidence, it’s all spread out for you?
It also made Zuo Dao inevitably suspect the other party. Originally, everything was progressing as usual from the beginning of the operation until now. As soon as he arrived at a certain department, he began to stretch his hips.

"I actually don't want to use other methods." Zangti suddenly looked at the boy at this moment, she said.

Zuo Dao looked at him with the same expression as usual, with a puzzled yet clear expression in his eyes, he raised his hand and stroked his neck.

Zangti returned an approving look, pointed to the left, put his index finger between his lips, and saw the boy make a clear gesture.

——A tacit agreement was reached.

Then, Zangti took out a pocket watch from the inside of the windbreaker.

The outer layer of the pocket watch is covered with wear and scratches, silently telling its age.

As the cover was opened, Zuo Dao vaguely saw a small yellowed family portrait from inside the top cover, and the hands of the pocket watch had already stopped turning.

Zangti stared at the pocket watch, and stretched out the left hand supporting the pocket watch, with a sad expression on his face. With whispers, various visions began to emerge:
"I will pray no more"

Suddenly, Zuodao heard many phantom voices whose content could not be clearly understood, and he could only vaguely hear the general atmosphere from them, some were sad, some were angry, some were laughing, some were plain, and some—like desperate prayers.

"I will recall sorrow"

The hands of the pocket watch in Zangti's hands began to go backwards crazily, making one feel that the interior was about to fall apart and smoke in the next moment.

"I will tell my pain"

Many pictures appeared beside her, flashing past Zangti's eyes one by one, but when Zuodao looked closely, there were only blurred pictures, like a mosaic with layers added.

"Here is the Triple Formation"

At this time, triple halos appeared from the soles of Zangti's feet, waist, and top of his head.

"The third: My words of grief——"

　Damn, it's going to be on the shelves tomorrow, but the testimonials on the shelves, let me moisturize again, I'm cold QAQ
　　
　
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