But Xuan Ji has no time to appreciate the moonlight, his heart is as cold as the pond water.
This altar is tragic and sinister, full of curses, much more terrifying than anthrax, even if a butterfly flies out, it is a biohazard.
Xuan Ji saw the long hair floating in the water at a glance, and was about to reach out, when Sheng Lingyuan gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to pull my hair again, I will punish you."
"Zhu zhu zhu, whatever you want, I will transfer the household registration to the unit's collective household registration book when I go back," Xuan Ji said quickly, "but that butterfly..."
"Know."
"So what to do!"
At this time, a large "wild animal" thumped and yelled and was washed in by the water. Xuan Ji lifted his foot to hang on to the thing, and took a closer look, it was Yang Chao.
"A graduate student?"
While crying, Yang Chao hugged Xuan Ji's thigh with all four limbs, and almost took off the only complete clothes on their leader's body.
Xuan Ji pulled the belt with difficulty, and said angrily: "What are you doing?!"
Yang Chao broke down in tears.
Sheng Lingyuan suddenly asked: "Is Qing Pingsi here? How much?"
Xuan Ji didn't bother to correct his wording, and quickly translated it. Yang Chao said with a "sigh": "Five... no, hiccup... six, six."
Xuan Ji: "..."
I can't memorize the history, and I can't count the numbers within ten, and I still want to take the postgraduate entrance examination! Why do young people think so much now
Sheng Lingyuan: "Counting you and me, there are exactly eight people."
Xuan Ji reined in her belt and didn't protect her shoes. While speaking, one shoe was already taken off by Yang Chao: "Are you... Hiss... Are you sure, Your Majesty? The unit of measurement for some students in my department may not be 'a', but ' head'!"
"Live as long as you can." Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand to press the pool water. His palm seemed to have some kind of mysterious gravitational force. When he pressed down, the water suddenly sank, revealing a vortex. The vortex got bigger and bigger, bringing the three of them together. rolled out.
Classmate Yang Chao's loud voice predicted their itinerary for them. Wang Dui heard the movement and shouted: "Get out of the way!"
He took off his coat and threw it into the water, but the clothes did not float away, as if they were stuck to the surface of the water. Wang Dui stretched out his hand to pull his clothes, and the water surface was sucked up by his coat, creating a one-meter-high "water embankment" out of thin air, which happened to intercept the three people who were rushed out.
The others hurriedly rushed forward and dragged the three in the water to the shore.
The water embankment shattered in an instant, and Dui Wang saw the person he pulled up, and was so shocked that he dropped his cigarette: "No... this is the suspect? Are the suspects so handsome now?"
He had never seen Sheng Lingyuan before, but Ping Qianru had watched the big devil up close at Chiyuan Hospital, and when she heard the sound, she turned her head and sat on the ground with a "Oh my god" in fright.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't have time to pay attention to them: "Little monster, you're really hot!"
Although the "Bluetooth" link violates personal privacy, it is not completely bad, at least in this case, the communication time is greatly reduced.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't need to speak, his mind moved slightly, Xuan Ji already understood what he wanted.
Xuan Ji cut the tip of her middle finger and squeezed out a drop of blood. The drop of blood detached from the skin and quickly turned into a ball of real fire, flying into the air.
Sheng Lingyuan used local materials, and a row of fake trees nearby fell in response, and the branches and leaves rolled into human shapes on the spot.
Sheng Lingyuan: "Bring some vitality."
Before the few people present could distinguish the tone of his accent, they felt a shudder running through their bodies at the same time, as if they were standing naked in the cold winter snow, and the northwest wind mercilessly swept away their body temperature.
Xuan Ji's fire suddenly shattered into countless spots of light, nailing those lively people to the five hearts of each dummy respectively.
The empty eyes of the dummies glowed with fire.
With a wave of Sheng Lingyuan's hand, they flew out, and landed in eight directions halfway up the mountain according to Fuxi's gossip position.
At the same time, everyone had a strange feeling, as if they had suddenly grown a second perspective and flew into the distance with the dummy.
The moment the dummy landed, the altar was completely floating on the water.
"Boom".
A large number of butterflies in the mirror, water and moon were submerged in the pool, but there were still countless fish that slipped through the net, flying out of the cave in groups, and shuttled gracefully among the false vegetation. This mountain forest is like a legend. firefly forest.
Afterwards, as if the butterflies had received some kind of guidance, they began to divert and flew towards the dummies.
Through the eyes of the dummy, several people could "see" groups of butterflies circling above their heads, some of them were very close, and they could clearly see the happy and sad human faces on the wings.
Rao is an experienced field worker, and he was in a cold sweat at this meeting.
Gu Yuexi murmured, "What is this..."
Sheng Lingyuan said in somewhat blunt modern Chinese: "Read a word with me."
Xuan Ji recognized that it was a witch man's language, probably because she was afraid that they would not be able to learn it. Sheng Lingyuan spoke very slowly, and the pronunciation was relatively backward, appearing low and gentle.
It is taboo to follow others to read things that you don't understand. This was taught in the first lesson of the induction training for the staff of the Alien Control Bureau, but Sheng Lingyuan's voice seemed to have a certain allure, and even the Wang team who mistakenly thought he was the suspect They all fell into a trance, and involuntarily repeated the pronunciation in their hearts.
The circling butterflies seem to have heard something, and they are dotted around the dummies. The branches, leaves, and grass seem to be studded with diamonds.
Xuan Ji was the first to speak the witch-human language, and he vaguely felt the meaning of that sentence from the connection with Sheng Lingyuan-it was a call similar to "come back".
Although Sheng Lingyuan is ruthless and can backhand his teammates to death at any time, Xuan Ji just thinks that he will not make any small moves in this matter... After all, he also sealed the Dongchuan altar last time.
The incantations of the shaman tribe flowed out from the mouths of the people, and the fire in the eyes of the dummy became more and more intense, and the butterflies were gradually attracted and burrowed into the dummy's body.
On the highway in the distance, the street lights are on on time, and the innocent cities and villages are preparing to sleep peacefully or start a round of carnival.
The lights are on for the first time, and the fireworks in the world are blurred.
Halfway up the mountain, eight dummies filled with flowers in the mirror, water moon and butterflies were lit up by the butterflies. From a distance, they looked like a few gods who guarded the mountain. Trapped in the mountains.
"What's on that mountain?"
At the foot of the mountain, Yue Degong's disciples and grandchildren were just shaken by the strange earthquake and the mountain. At this time, they were still in shock, and raised their binoculars to look up the mountain.
The mirror flower and water moon butterfly are very small, and a large group gathers together. From a distance, it is impossible to see what it is, only the flowing fluorescence can be seen.
"Hurry up, tell Master, what should I do?"
At the foot of the mountain, the old man in the gray Tang suit also saw this scene, and he immediately realized that the things in the underground forbidden area of their "mine" had been dug out.
The voice of the old man in Tang suit was rough: "No matter what they find, we can't let them leave this mountain alive."
Their ancestors have been entrenched here for generations, and they can't keep up with offerings during festivals and festivals. Fame and fortune are simply a child's play—for so many years, many believers who have been "saved" by the master have worshiped them as gods.
Over time, the "masters" themselves had an illusion, as if they were not born of the same race as ordinary people.
They didn't even dare to think about the consequences of leaking the secrets in the mountains.
Whether it is Yuedegong in Penglai, or his disciples and grandchildren, at this time, they all wished to catch the ghost who leaked the "secret" of their own family and dismember him a hundred times.
"Fire..." the old man in Tang suit gritted his teeth, "Fire!"
Those disciples and grandchildren carrying special "machine guns" received orders and fired at the top of the mountain at the same time.
Without aiming, meteor-like white light flew out of those bowl-sized "gun muzzles", tearing up the night and smashing down the mountain.
With a "boom", the first white light fell to the ground, and the fake forest on the half of the hillside was blown away. The white light directly penetrated the ground and hit the pile of bones in the witch man's tomb.
Those immortal bones that had been parasitized by butterflies and burned by Li Huo were startled, and exploded everywhere like heavenly maidens scattered flowers.
"Mithril!" Wang Dui suddenly opened his eyes, "How could they have Mithril?!"
Xuan Ji: "What?"
"The weapons of mass destruction just developed by the research institute are designed to target all kinds of catastrophic mutant species," Team Wang said quickly, "I... damn it, isn't it still in the experimental stage?!"
The butterfly that had been sucked into the dummy's body was startled by the explosion, and was about to fly out of the dummy.
Sheng Lingyuan knelt down on one knee, and whispered the witch man language that Xuan Ji had never heard on the other end, and his straight back bent slightly.
At the same time, Xuan Ji, who was forced to share his feelings with him, felt a heavy pressure, like a mountain falling on his shoulders, and he had difficulty breathing for a while, and then he "heard" Sheng Lingyuan in such a heavy Depressed and shook his head for a while, he couldn't help recalling what Aluojin said before he died.
It was a shaman language, and Sheng Lingyuan refused to translate it for him at the time, but Xuan Ji finally understood the general idea through the connection between the two.
It was actually a congratulatory speech. What Aluojin said was: "The mountain god is above, the ancestors are above, Your Majesty the Great Emperor, I, Aluojin and the whole family of witches, wish you a long life."
"Chiyuan sparks are immortal, Your Majesty's spirit is immortal, his spirit is immortal, his blood is endless, and his body is immortal."
"Long live Qianqiu, transcend ghosts and gods."
Xuan Ji shuddered fiercely, and the next moment, eight dummies caught fire at the same time, and thousands of ghostly flowers and water moons turned into curses were swept into the flames, and the little faces on the butterflies all turned into venom.
Yang Chao suddenly hissed and screamed, rolling and struggling on the ground, as if he was being burned.
Pieces of "Mithril" began to fall like meteors, Wang Dui punched the ground hard, all the water on the mountain was smashed up by his punch, condensed into several large waterfalls, facing the Mithril bullets head-on .
It's a pity that the power of modern technology cannot be resisted by him alone. Mithril bullets are not afraid of water at all, and they immediately break through the barrier of water flow after a slight stagnation.
Wang Dui roared: "Zhang Zhao! Pinch!"
Another male team member under him took a pocket watch from his neck in response, and everyone only heard a "click" in their ears, except for a few of them, everything around them was still.
Lao Luo and Ping Qianru picked up Yang Chao from left to right, Xuan Ji spread his wings on his back, and picked up Sheng Lingyuan who was half kneeling there: "Let's go!"
That male team member named "Zhang Zhao" was able to stop the time!
It's a pity that it was only for a moment, and the next moment, the mithril bullet stopped in midair hit their position at a faster speed.
"He can only pinch for a second!" Wang Dui roared, "After one second, the next second has to fast-forward at twice the speed. It's a waste of firewood. Don't count on him too much! Birdman, you can still lead people!" ?"
Xuan Ji felt that it might be because of his attributes. When he met the Wang team, his aura would not be too much to deal with: "As long as you are not afraid of being hot!"
That's what he said, but the next moment, he still restrained the fire on his wings and swooped down to the ground.
At the critical juncture, everyone's potential was stimulated, and everyone was as agile as an athlete, squeezing onto his flat wings.
Xuan Ji felt that her shoulder blades were almost broken by these shameless things—especially when Miss Ping jumped up!
"You guys... can you average the weight on both sides!" Xuan Ji gritted her teeth and said, "Which bastard is stomping?!"
Team Wang: "It's hot!"
At the same time, Sheng Lingyuan, who was forced to empathize with him, twitched his back, as if he was also being pressed by some heavy weight, he jumped forward suddenly, and his chin hit Xuan Ji's shoulder.
The two groaned at the same time, but Xuan Ji suddenly found that this kind of empathy seemed to help him share some of the weight.
He immediately took a deep breath, accelerated sharply during Zhang Zhao's one-second timeout, and jumped out of the second wave of Mithril bullets that fell.
The next moment, Mithril fell at an accelerated rate, and the mountain was as bright as day.
The witch-human altar, which had just been seen again, was shrouded in pale light.