Xuan Ji stared at the hillside, and suddenly flew to a higher place. Sheng Lingyuan flicked his sleeves lightly, and the black mist swept away the surrounding clouds. They clearly took in the whole Biquan Mountain in their eyes—from Looking down from a high place, the hillside is like a blanket woven by vegetation, but the "blanket" is not only green, but also "patterned". I saw that besides the towering tree in the middle, there were seven "protruding" trees around. The branches were purple like poisonous blood, and the purple was slowly spreading from the middle of the crown, like … A few long nails pierced the ground and bled.
There are seven big purple-red trees around and a towering ancient wood like a giant wedge in the middle. There are a total of eight raised points, forming a strange totem.
This totem Xuanji had seen countless times in the dream of the Nirvana Stone, it was the octagonal figure on the Demon Sword!
The unborn Suzaku Tianling was once nailed into Sheng Lingyuan's chest with steel nails. With the demon as the base and the spirit as the blade, eighty-one crazy gamblers risked their lives.
Now, the entire Biquan hillside has been "nailed" into the earth in the same posture. It is like a heavenly demon festival magnified countless times, based on the entire land of China, the group of demons who have been sleeping for thousands of years startled—
"Director Xiao, Yang Chao has an emergency to report!"
Xiao Zheng and Wu Ya looked up together, only to see that Yang Chao's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was carried away by his colleagues: "Director, that... the echo sound has changed."
The reverberation sound is just a medium, and some special abilities with particularly keen senses can feel its existence, but what they feel is a "humming" noise, and it is impossible to distinguish the information content transmitted in it, and the brain will unconsciously Influenced by the reverberation sound, all thoughts thus generated seem to be spontaneous.
Before Xiao Zheng could speak, the crow slowly jumped to a high place, and when he tilted his head, the black mist around him condensed a line of words: "How do you know?"
Yang Chao looked blankly at the crow who could hold up the sign, and said in a dull voice: "I don't know, I... I may be easily influenced by various things since I was a child. My mother said that I am 'light-weight', and I cry every time I go to the cemetery. It's like being possessed by an evil spirit."
"What a mess," Xiao Zheng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "You mean the content conveyed by the echo sound has changed? What has it become?"
Yang Chao pressed his ears uncomfortably, and wiped his sweat: "I think it is now divided into two groups. One group says that the human race sealed Chiyuan 3,000 years ago to deprive all non-human races of their power and turn them into old Honest slave; there is still a voice saying that these special abilities are not heroes at all, don't be fooled by their temporary performance, how can the "special abilities" deal with "special abilities" in order to protect ordinary people? They are obviously self-directed Acting on your own, being the bad guy yourself, and then catching yourself, so that you can gain both fame and fortune."
"It's broken, about Dongchuan's Yuedegong..." Huang Ju was shocked, "Logistics, hurry up! Set the words related to Dongchuan and Yuedegong as blocking words."
"Yellow Bureau," a member of the aftercare department turned around with a pale face, "it's too late."
In order to make a profit, Yue Degong and his apprentices and grandchildren first cursed people and then pretended to be a master to "solve" them. They were directly arrested by the Bureau of Different Control from the Penglai meeting. Xiao Zheng was very solid in his work. When arresting Yue Degong, the evidence was analyzed in detail, leaving little room for Yue Degong to argue. Therefore, at this time, the spread of these solid evidence and internal confidential documents became even more shocking.
"However, Mr. Yue Degong himself committed a crime, and we have half a dime to do with it?" said Zhang Zhao next to him, "He has been arrested according to law for a long time, and we ran all the way to arrest him. Why should he Do you want us to carry the blame?"
"How about we issue an official statement," Ping Qianru said, "It's already like this now, instead of half-covering it and letting others guess, it's better for us to clarify the cause and effect of the Yuedegong incident... "
The crow interrupted her with a slight flap of its wings.
"What, what's the matter, Your Majesty?"
"Can you explain clearly?" Small words were condensed in the black mist, "Don't forget, the inferior slaves of your bureau headquarters bowed to the magic circle."
Everyone was dead silent—when the fake demon pills and bizarre deaths broke out in the whole territory, all the fake demon pills flew towards the headquarters building of the Alien Control Bureau, and the inferior slave bowed the magic circle inside the Alien Control Bureau. The inside story is so complicated that they themselves are at a loss, and there is no way to explain it to the outside world. From the outsiders' point of view, it's clear that they played the role of villain and hero at the same time, and accidentally screwed up.
"Don't panic," the black fog around the crow floated out layer by layer like water waves, "This echo can't be immediately effective, otherwise the other party doesn't have to spend so much trouble."
When he was in Dongchuan, Sheng Lingyuan once used the echo sound to forcibly suppress all the people included in the echo sound range with his own spirit, and within a few minutes, people forgot the ins and outs in a trance. Obviously there is no such powerful mental power, the scope is too large, there is absolutely no thing in the world that can brainwash billions of people at the same time - even turning the earth into a big washing machine - so the other party can only rely on one step at a time The internal information of the Alien Control Bureau is exposed in a timely manner, and at the same time, it is supplemented by a highly suggestive echo sound, which subtly makes special abilities confront ordinary people.
Black Mist wrote: "We may have found the source of the reverberation sound, so don't be impatient."
However, he was able to calm down, and the whole world couldn't.
At this time, all the field staff of the Different Control Bureau, apart from dealing with the macaroni that are fanning the flames everywhere, are racing against time to deliver the jammers that block the reverberation to the hands of the people.
The major mainstream media on TV and the Internet urgently stopped entertainment programs, rolling out the importance of wearing a jammer.
The headquarters building of the Alien Control Bureau collapsed and failed to function. Under such circumstances, if they wanted to pull up a large-scale reverberation shielding network, they were beyond their capabilities and it was too late.
Therefore, the most economical and convenient way is to issue jammers. The shielding device is easy to put on and take off. After the people get this thing, whether to wear it or not is entirely up to their own will and cannot be controlled.
Ordinary people can't detect the existence of the echo sound at all, so in the eyes of ordinary people, it is very strange for the unit or the community to issue "jammers" in a hurry, especially when many people jump out and talk about their memories. When passive.
At the beginning, the people who came out to talk were all people whose memories had been corrected. However, when the topic fermented to a certain level, those who fished in troubled waters, those who made up stories for fun, those with malicious intentions, those who were affected by group effects...all chattered. , one by one said in a serious manner. Obviously, only a very small number of people have been involved in supernatural events, which is lower than the probability of being involved in a serial car accident and winning a tens of millions of prizes, but in the chaos, it seems that everyone is suspicious and has lost their memory Everyone can figure out a few things that are terribly thoughtful from day-to-day life.
"Whether other people wear it or not, I definitely don't wear it. Anyway, I'll just put it here. Whoever wears it is stupid."
Yan Qiushan pulled a truckload of jammers that were dispatched urgently, and rushed to a jammer distribution point to replenish them. Before the car stopped, he heard this sentence—they didn’t have enough field manpower, and even the wounded could only Follow along, but fortunately, the special power of the metal system is convenient. They can freely control the brake and accelerator of the car.
Yan Qiushan's hand pushing the door stopped, and Zhichun next to him suddenly said, "Look over there."
Zhichun pointed to a residential area not far away. It was already dark at this time, and the street lights had already been turned on, but the community was completely dark, apparently because the power was cut off.
Someone in the crowd said loudly: "Do you think the common people don't know anything like they did in the past? Who doesn't know how to surf the Internet? You use those things to secretly modify our memory. This time it's good. The incident has happened, and everyone remembers it. If we don’t come, we will be forced to use a brainwashing device! If we don’t come to get it, the electricity and water will be cut off, and we will be forced to come. Will we be locked up for a while? Now, to prevent us from talking nonsense?"
"Why do they have so much power? Who is in charge in this world?"
"I don't wear them anyway."
"I don't wear them either. The weather is fine tonight and the air is fresh. I don't think there is anything that needs to be 'shielded'."
"Maybe it's to shield our brains?"
Wang Ze, who issued the jammer on the spot, struggled to get out of the crowd, and ran over to pick up Yan Qiushan: "Captain Yan, go around from behind, this side is blocked."
"What's going on?" Yan Qiushan frowned and asked, "Why did you cut off the power and water, and force people to come to get the shield? Isn't this intensifying the conflict?"
"It's not me." Wang Ze grabbed a scalp with only a small layer of stubble, "We've been fighting with wanted criminals and mutant monsters outside all day long. How have we ever dealt with this kind of thing? It's the community that pulls the switch— Isn’t this the first time the jammers were sent to the door, and no one opened the door. The crowd was emotional and didn’t believe us at all. The echo sounded like a virus. Now I have no other way but to listen to them. Which one is eating inside and outside? You bastard? Let me catch him, and let him know what 'water floods the golden mountain'!"
Wang Ze's anger seemed to be felt in the dark.
Near Chiyuan Grand Canyon, on a hillside, dead trees were entangled by soft vines, and a figure emerged from the thick leaves of dill.
Luo Cuicui used to only have fingernails, hair, etc. that could turn into vines, but at this time, his whole body has become semi-vegetal, and it is impossible to tell whether it is the vines growing on the human body, or the vines have grown out of the vines, drooping vines. The bar pulled his facial features down, and his face was deformed, like a mourner who had been hanging for thousands of years.
"They wanted me all over the country, right?" Luo Cuicui said, "You said that with my special ability, besides cutting a few green leaves for the bouquet, it's useless. I also have to leave an energy file so that they can track it easily. Why don't you have nothing..."
A pair of soft-soled leather shoes stepped on the branches and leaves all over the ground, walking over with a "rustle".
Luo Cuicui: "Director Gong."
A man opened the green curtain and walked out of the forest. He looked about sixty years old, wearing glasses, with a long face, and a well-maintained figure. He could vaguely see the beauty of his youth, but a pair of nasolabial folds stretched all the way. The lower half of his face was cut down to the chin in a cold and severe way—it was the former director of the aftermath department who was said to have been in a coma after retirement, Gong Chenggong.
Gong Chenggong was both a participant and a "victim" of the Butterfly in the Mirror, Water and Moon incident. Until now, the Bureau of Different Control still believes that his unexplained coma was caused by some field workers who were afraid that he would reveal the secret.
After all Director Gong is just an ordinary person, how much destructive power can an ordinary person have? It's just a little greedy, borrowing the mirror to make some money for himself, and using the butterfly to conceal the death toll is not his idea, it must have been coerced by those field agents who went astray.
"Your current level of special ability has long been different from what was left in the file," Gong Chenggong said, looking down at his outstretched hands-only to see a faint electric light flashing in the palm of this "ordinary person". He lowered his head, buried his face in his palms, and took a deep breath intoxicated, "I'm not going to be an 'ordinary person' soon, when Chi Yuan is completely unblocked..."
The Chiyuan Grand Canyon under their feet was extremely quiet. Plants all over the world were growing wildly. Only Chiyuan's virgin forest remained unshaken.
As the moonlight fell, there seemed to be a dark red brilliance flowing over the Chiyuan Grand Canyon, and the seal with the aura of a divine bird was tied on one end of the fire keeper, and the other was spread in the Chiyuan, tightly suppressing the imminent ground fire.
However, the mountains around the Grand Canyon have already been entangled with mutated plants, looking at the depths of the Chiyuan from three layers inside and three layers outside. As the night cooled down, the moon in the sky turned blood-colored, and mist evaporated from the dense forest outside the Grand Canyon, like a miasma.
A white shadow came out of the mist, E Guanbo belt, with a delicate silhouette, it was the shadow of the demon king released from the building of the Different Control Bureau.
Yao Wangying nodded to Luo Cuicui and Gong Chenggong from a distance, and opened his hands to grab a cloud of wind. The wind rolled up the thick fog around him, whirling around in his palm a few times like a whirlwind, and before it rolled big, the red A flame burst out from the abyss, knocking away the air current.
Demon King Ying withdrew his hand, licked the burn on the back of his hand, and smiled.
"You're so nervous, are you beyond your strength... Firekeeper?" He turned to Luo Cuicui, "Keep the fire going."