Not only him, all the other passengers in the first-class cabin fell in a pool of blood. There were no other scars on their bodies. They looked like they were asleep, with strange smiles on their faces.
An Qingyu walked forward, carefully analyzed the status of everyone, and shook his head.
"They are all dead. During our fight, the people here should have been controlled mentally and completed a ritual. Only he died from being stabbed in the heart by a knife. The others died from mental strangulation."
"That bug was sealed in the crystal and was on the verge of death, but it could still control so many people?" Lin Qiye looked at the corpses on the ground, and his mental power instantly swept across the economy class in front of him. He slowly said: "The passengers in the back cabin are fine. It seems that its control has a range."
"Maybe he saw that the situation was not right and he was desperate."
"Even if he killed the last person in the ritual, the strength of the sacrificed soul should not be enough." Lin Qiye pondered, "There are only six corpses here, six ordinary people's souls, it is not enough to complete the ritual..."
As soon as Lin Qiye finished speaking, the whole plane suddenly shook, a strong feeling of weightlessness came, and the whole plane fell rapidly!
Lin Qiye and An Qingyu looked at each other and spoke at the same time:
"It wants to crash this plane!"
The two men rushed into the cockpit quickly, and saw the only pilot with red eyes. He seemed to be crazy, controlling the plane to fall rapidly!
The densely packed residential buildings rapidly enlarged before their eyes!
In the cab, Lin Qiye and the others could clearly hear the screams coming from the passenger cabin behind!
Without saying a word, Lin Qiye slapped the pilot on the back of the neck, and the latter immediately fainted. An Qingyu quickly walked to the control panel and stretched out his hand to operate it quickly.
"Can you fly a plane?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.
"meeting."
"When will it be?"
"In three seconds."
A gray light flashed in An Qingyu's eyes. He grabbed the lever on the console and pulled it back with force!
…
ground.
The hovering plane suddenly lost control and dived rapidly towards the residential area. This sudden change made everyone in Team 136 feel nervous.
"Captain, it's going to hit the residential building!" Wu Xiangnan's face was extremely solemn.
The huge fuselage quickly grew larger in the eyes of everyone, and the low engine sound resounded through the sky. If this continued, the plane would crash into this residential area in ten seconds at most!
The casualties by then will be counted in the thousands!
Chen Muye stared at the plane in front of him, the confusion in his eyes became more and more intense. He stretched out his hand, gently reached to a certain place in his chest, and slowly spoke:
"Shonan, what's the number of that plane?"
"What?"
"The aircraft's serial number."
"It's XXXXXX, Captain, why are you asking this at this time?" Wu Xiangnan's heart was full of confusion. At this moment, his palms were full of sweat due to nervousness.
Chen Muye did not answer. His fingertips had already touched a corner of something and pulled it out a little. From the appearance, it was an ancient yellowed parchment scroll.
The moment this parchment scroll appeared in the air, it was as if some kind of seal was opened, and a strange wave of power emanated from it.
At the same time, a mysterious and ethereal gaze came from the void, hanging above the entire city, as if looking for something.
There are three seconds left before the plane crashes into a residential area.
Suddenly, the huge body of the plane adjusted its attitude in mid-air, abruptly changed the direction of its dive, avoided the residential area and turned to the other side, almost flying over the rooftops of the residential area. At the same time, the wings on both sides trembled violently, and then the fuselage began to gradually climb!
The strong wind brought by the plane rustled the trees in the community, and the low sound of the engine was like continuous thunder, echoing between every building.
Countless people were awakened, turned on the lights in their rooms, and curiously poked their heads out...
At this time, the plane had already increased its angle and was flying steadily into the night sky.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Team 136 breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't know since when, their backs had been soaked with cold sweat.
"I thought I was going to die..." Hongying patted her chest, her face full of fear.
Chen Muye stood alone on the roof, looking at the plane gradually going away in the sky. He breathed a long sigh of relief and stuffed the parchment scroll in his hand back into his clothes on his chest.
The gaze in the void continued to search the city for a while, but seemed to have not found the target, so it disappeared without a trace.
…
In the cab.
Seeing that the crisis was finally resolved, Lin Qiye finally felt relieved.
"What? You don't believe me?" An Qingyu skillfully operated the plane and glanced at Lin Qiye.
"Um."
"…" An Qingyu was silent for a moment, "You'd better ask the flight attendant to make two announcements to calm the passengers, otherwise when they find the body in the first-class cabin, there will definitely be trouble."
Lin Qiye nodded in agreement, walked to the flight attendant lounge, untied the rope and tape on the mouth of a flight attendant, and after showing his police ID, the other party immediately cooperated.
"Due to weather conditions, the aircraft will encounter unstable airflow during flight. Please fasten your seat belts and do not move around at will..."
The stewardess's gentle voice rang out in the cabin, calming the hearts of some of the restless people. However, there were also many people who simply did not believe it. After all, they had just seen with their own eyes that the plane almost crashed into a building. How could this be called unstable airflow
Lin Qiye untied the ropes of several other flight attendants and asked them to go to the cabin to calm the passengers and tell them that the plane would return in ten minutes.
Finally, Lin Qiye walked up to Wen Qimo, who was slumped on the ground. The latter looked at him with a slightly raised brow.
"nailed it?"
"I don't know." Lin Qiye shook his head. "The tavern owner and the Jiqier ghost boy are dead, but the ritual was still completed. I don't know if the souls of the tavern owner and the Jiqier ghost boy will be absorbed by the ritual. If so, they are in the 'Chuan' realm and the 'Chi' realm, plus the bodies in the first class cabin, maybe they can meet the minimum requirements of the ritual."
Wen Qimo stretched out his hand, as if wanting to pat Lin Qiye's shoulder, but when he saw that his palm was covered in blood, he withdrew his hand with a wry smile.
"You have saved everyone on this plane and in the residential area, which is great. As for the 'mysterious' creature from the western mist, this should be the responsibility of the 'Phoenix' special team. They will handle the rest."
Lin Qiye was stunned. "Has there been a 'mystery' from the Western Mist before?"
"Of course, there are only a few of them, but each one is extremely dangerous. Otherwise, they would not be able to survive in the mist. Once a 'mysterious' incident involving the Western Mist occurs, no matter how big or small, it will need to be handled by the Phoenix team."