Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 233 Mouth Can’t Be Solved, Can Guns Be Okay?

As soon as Luo Yi walked out of the cubicle, he heard the noise coming from the front.

"What's the matter, what are you doing so loudly?" Luo Yi said coldly.

"It's so difficult for you to coordinate a seat and gather everyone together?"

With his appearance, there was an obvious gloomy air in the entire cabin, and the temperature suddenly dropped by five or six degrees. Many people were stimulated by this, and their hairs stood on their heads.

Wang Dong and Li Yu turned their faces away. Under the dark light, Luo Yi's expression was gloomy, and his whole person had an indescribable coldness and indifference.

Seeing this weird scene, the two couldn't help feeling a little terrified. It seemed that they were no longer facing a big living person, but some kind of bloodthirsty beast.

"They don't want to change seats. The two of us are taking turns admonishing them, but after spending such a long time, we only arrange the three rows in front." Wang Dong said helplessly.

"Yes, we are in the service industry. The concept that customers are God is not only engraved in our minds, but also in their minds. If there is something wrong, they will complain, ask for bad reviews, and ask for feedback. Exposure!" Li Yu said.

"So you can't solve the problem with your mouth, right?" Luo Yi had a strange look in his eyes.

"What about adding this?"

Luo Yi pulled out a golden pistol from his waist and patted it on Wang Dong's arms, "Call me when you're done, it's up to you how many people can live on this plane."

Wang Dong touched the cold gun in his hand, a little at a loss.

Luo Yi ignored him and left on his own, heading for the first-class cabin ahead.

This incident happened on the plane, and they, the crew members, are the first responsible persons. They themselves are afraid, afraid, and afraid to take responsibility, so Luo Yi has nothing to say.

The big deal is to watch these people die.

It is not his responsibility to save people. No one is born as a savior. Those who wait forever are not worthy of being saved.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Luo Yi left slowly, leaving only a cold and withdrawn figure behind.

"Luo Yi?" Tang Wanwan's voice came from the satellite positioning phone.

"Why, you also want to persuade me?" Luo Yi said flatly.

"I..." Tang Wanwan opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.

Those who save themselves are saved by God, those who help themselves are blessed by God, those who abandon themselves are abandoned by God, how can she force Luo Yi to do things that people like Li Yu and Wang Dong are unwilling to do?
Moreover, ghost masters are a very short-lived group, and asking them to save people is actually exchanging their lives for other people's lives, so even if she is an operator at the headquarters and has the responsibility of coordinating ghost masters, she can't speak.

Luo Yi continued: "Evil ghosts kill people, this is a matter of destiny, who can live and who will die, I don't care, it depends on them, so you don't have to persuade me, you should know, I am not a person. Listen to advice!"

"Anything else you have to do?"

"It's all right," Tang Wanwan said, "I just want to tell you that when you arrive in Dajing City, I will pick you up. I've made a dinner and will cleanse you up. This is what I promised you earlier. !"

"it is good!"

After Luo Yi replied, he sat down in his seat, closed his eyes slightly, and sensed the supernatural state of his body.

"That?" Wan Delu rubbed his hands, standing one meter away from Luo Yi, hesitant to speak.

"You can call me Team Luo!" Luo Yi didn't even open his eyes, but he could feel the mental state of the people around him through his heartbeat, breathing, and pulse.

Huang Shiyu was stable, Wan Delu was anxious, Su Su was excited and curious, and the man in the suit was afraid.

"Captain Luo, you just mentioned ghosts, death, etc. Did something happen?" Wan Delu asked cautiously.

The beautiful woman Su Su on the side also pricked up her ears to eavesdrop. The man in the suit straightened his collar, but his body unconsciously moved forward. Without exception, Luo Yi is here.

In this scene, hundreds of people have thousands of attitudes.

Everyone has several faces. When encountering something, they open the emotional drawer and choose a mask that they think is the most suitable to wear, trying to deceive others, but they do not know that they are deceiving themselves. .

Wearing a mask for a long time will make people forget their true colors.

Only in the face of fear can people show their truest selves.

That's fear, dread, worry, anxiety, hating yourself for being incompetent, hating others for inaction, hating God's injustice
"Brother, is there a ghost behind you?" Huang Shiyu said while playing with the bullet in his hand.

"Well, it's a ghost hand. It just killed a person, and it should be in the cabin behind it now." Luo Yi said flatly.

"Captain Luo, there can't be evil spirits, right?" Wan Delu looked at the unsurprised Huang Shiyu, feeling a little uneasy.

"If you're lucky enough, you'll see him later, but if you're too lucky, you might be the next person it kills!" Luo Yi opened his eyes and glanced at him.

"Scared, no way, isn't it because you're here, so people won't die!" Wan Delu looked at the sneer at the corner of Luo Yi's mouth, and felt hairy in his heart.

"You're wrong. I won't save the next dead person. I need a dead person to wake up your fear. Only then can I do things." Luo Yi looked around, all the people he touched, His face turned pale unconsciously, and his heart was pounding.

Nobody wants to die!
"Brother Luo, you really know how to joke." The beautiful woman Su Su pulled an ugly smile on her face, "Look, you've bluffed us all!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The people next to him also agreed.

But everyone's eyes are full of expectations, doubts, fear... all kinds of emotions are mixed.

They hope that Luo Yi is joking, but they also know that Luo Yi doesn't seem to be joking, and now all the stewardesses are gone, and the announcement to keep everyone quiet and sit still is repeated over and over again on the radio.

This is all too unusual.

"I don't believe in ghosts. You are all tricks to deceive children. We are all highly educated elites who grew up under materialism. How could we listen to your strange stories!" The man in the suit looked pale. Bravely said.

He couldn't pretend to be X before, so now he wants to raise his arms and use this opportunity to save his lost dignity.

"People always have blind confidence in their inherent cognition, but it doesn't matter. After all, your life is your own. When the time comes, don't cry for help."

After finishing speaking, Luo Yi took out a rusty coffin nail from his waist and placed it on the table. At the same time, he was vigilant and secretly observed everything behind him.

"What is that?" Su Su asked softly.

Wan Delu frowned, and said suspiciously, "It's like a nail."

"Is this a cultural relic? Ordinary nails can't be brought on the plane, right?"

"You can carry guns, but why not nails? Besides, your family uses nails as cultural relics?"

A few people were discussing in low voices, an inexplicable wind poured in from the corridor opened behind, accompanied by flickering lights and the sound of electric current, this effect even interfered with the mobile phone, making the signal especially unstable .

That's right, out of fear, these people all turned on their phones!
The cold wind shook the hair, Luo Yi and Huang Shiyu turned their heads suddenly.

"Ghost, here we come!"

(End of this chapter)