The black flag in Lao Yan's hand and the big triangle in An An's hand are ghost weapons with certain abilities.
When the practitioners fled in front of Su Zimo, and continued to intercept those charred figures who had fallen into madness with their backs to Su Zimo, the main combat power was the black flag and the triangle ruler. How can I see the remarks above.
[Specter's Command Flag (two-star)]
[Price: 50 yuan]
[Description: The previous owner of the flag has the ability to control a certain number of weak and weak ghosts, and has made a command flag that is handy. The command flag is stained with the breath of the previous owner, and it has a little deterrent effect on the weak Specter. ]
[Blood-stained triangle ruler (two-star)]
[Price: 40 yuan]
[Description: The math teacher who was considered the most severe and terrifying finally fell on the podium that he loved, and fell on the big triangle that he carried with him. Although the blood-stained triangle ruler is not a weapon against Specter, but like the strictest guide, it will make the weak Specter feel a little scared. ]
Neither of these two ghost weapons hides the Specter, so there is no danger of the Specter's resurgence and backlash. Although the power is not strong, as long as they are used, they can exert better power than the "Angry Ghost Eyes".
But Su Zimo didn't know why, but Ghost Umbrella wanted the ghost eye that was worthless and was about to recover.
"You want this eye?"
Although it was difficult to see Ah Liu's expression clearly through the sunglasses, Su Zimo seemed to be able to sense from his tone and the corners of his mouth that Ah Liu was not only not angry, but...with some joy.
"But..." Just after the joy was over, Aliu's tone began to become lost again, "This eye actually came to me by itself, and I even lost my original eye because of it. In fact, I also know this eye. Ghost eyes are a scourge, I even tried to remove this horrible eye, but I didn't get anything at all other than scaring several doctors, this eye can't be removed at all!"
Su Zimo heard the whispering from the ghost umbrella again, and after hearing what the ghost umbrella said, he turned to Aliu and said, "Don't worry, as long as you don't worry that there is only a blood hole left in your right eye, If you can seek medical treatment in time, I can remove the ghost eyes before you pass the customs."
"Didn't you say that this eye will kill me next time?" Aliu's tone became urgent, "As long as you can remove this eye, you can lose half your life!"
"Stop chatting, we can't stand it anymore!" Old Yan, who was resisting the charred figures in front of him, was already in a hurry, his body and skin were covered with charred black scratched by those figures, and even the exposed arms even There is still a wound, "I also promise to give you a ghost weapon!"
The task of the trainee is to complete this path.
But now, not to mention that they have finished this road, there is no way to go forward at all, and they even have to go backward because of the coercion of the charred figure.
Lao Yan and the others actually have "Nightmare daggers" on their bodies, but maybe the daggers are not strong enough, or maybe it's because they feel sorry for these passengers who have suffered unavoidable disasters on the road. The three of them have not eliminated even one. Charred figure.
Or rather... the Specter who wandered on this road and couldn't get rid of it!
What makes Su Zimo even more helpless is that, even at this point, Lao Yan and the others still refuse to give up the cowardly and feeble driver, as if they put their hope of customs clearance entirely on the driver who caused the accident.
"I agree to your terms too!"
"I promise too!"
"The deal is established!" After receiving the responses from all the trainees, Su Zimo raised the mobile phone in his right hand, "Unfortunately, there is no contract prepared for this contract, I always feel that there is a lack of ritual."
After speaking, Su Zimo directly opened the file marked "The Music Score of the Dead" in the mobile phone recorder software, and turned on the sound of the smartphone to the maximum.
I don't know if it's because "Ghost Talk" is a good ghost device. The sound from the mobile phone is clearer than that of ordinary mobile phones. Although the effect is not as good as Peng Peng's live performance, the messy noise and let the sound come out. The unbearable noise can make Su Zimo feel bad enough!
It's just that Su Zimo has always been holding the handle of the black umbrella, and the coldness that keeps pouring into his body makes Su Zimo not suffer any other negative effects besides feeling bad.
Su Zimo goes to Su Zimo, but the other practitioners and those ghosts have all been affected by "The Music Score of the Dead"!
The unbearable noise rang out, and those Specters who had been attacking the experienced practitioners stopped in an instant. They covered their ears with their charred hands that had even exposed their phalanges, and their mouths that were still unable to make a sound continued to shout silently, leaving only their gums. The two rows of teeth are constantly opening and closing, as if cursing this piece, and it may also be because of the influence of the "Dead Man's Music Score" that he began to rage.
After all, the special ability of musical scores is that the music played by the creator himself will make people burst out with the most real desires. Although the song played by "Ghost Talk" is not really played by himself, although Li Gui can only say that he used to be a person, it turns out that this recorded song is equally effective for Li Gui.
On the other hand, the affected reactions of the trainees were more straightforward. After all, they were able to speak smoothly.
"Appraiser, what's going on with the music, will even the client be affected?!" Sister Ling, who once said that she wanted to ask Su Zimo about something in the real world, seems to have identified Su Zimo as the appraiser. identity.
"What is this, how can it be so ugly! Merchant, you can even take my ears away, at least you don't have to suffer!" Aliu, who had been pretending to be calm, shouted angrily over there.
It can be seen that "The Music Score of the Dead" is really ugly!
"Come behind me." Su Zimo had already heard from Ghost Umbrella how to alleviate the influence of the musical score, so he leaned the handle of the black umbrella he was supporting on his shoulders, so that the black umbrella, which had mysterious power in defense, stopped him. noise that propagates to the rear.
In this way, the influence of the music score for the practitioners hiding behind Su Zimo will be much lessened.
It's just that the practitioners at this time couldn't move freely under the influence of the music score, and the expressions on their faces were more like being pierced by hundreds of needles at the same time. It was so painful that they could move their steps.
Su Zimo shook his head helplessly, and could only take a few steps forward by himself, walked into the group of ghosts who had stopped moving because of the song, and used a black umbrella to isolate the voices of the practitioners and the songs. His expression softened a lot immediately.
"Go back." Even Su Zimo was not used to staying in the group of ghosts for too long, so he immediately asked the practitioners behind him to retreat.
"Thank you... Thank you, although this move is a bit self-destructive." Lao Yan immediately pulled the two women who had not recovered, and took a few steps back, "I feel like a shock drill has been drilled in my brain now. Hit it again."
"Sorry, I have nothing to lose myself." Su Zimo smiled, emphasizing the word "self", and then said, "It's nothing to have a headache, if you listen to it for a longer time, maybe you will Bank passwords and any organizational secrets are revealed."
"It seems that you also know Dawning, businessman? Is that organization so famous that the aborigines in the nightmare world know it?" Aliu said with a sigh, and his tone sounded a little dismissive.
"Dawning is just an ordinary organization that allows everyone to help each other in a helpless situation." Lao Yan was very supportive of the organization he was in. "Don't you feel afraid when you are alone in the nightmare world?"
"Hehe, maybe one day your favorite Dawning Badge will be transformed into a slave mark. Maybe it's better to be at ease alone." Aliu's words are indeed not very pleasant, and it is the kind that makes his body feel more uncomfortable. , the type that speaks uglier.
Su Zimo didn't take Aliu's words to heart at first. After all, he didn't see any remarks on the badges of the Dawning Organization, and he was sure that these badges were not ghosts.
But after thinking about Aliu's words carefully... Su Zimo suddenly felt that if things really developed according to Aliu's imagination, what kind of terrifying existence would the Dawning Organization become
When Su Zimo thought so, the recording of "The Music Score of the Dead" in his hand had been put to the end unknowingly, and even started to play the next recording automatically after a "click".
There are only two recordings in the entire recording software, one with text, and the other is just a string of numbers with no features.
When Su Zimo found out that the recording had been switched, he subconsciously wanted to switch the recording back, but found that the recording that started to play automatically... It turned out to be the "Dead Man's Score" played normally by Peng Peng, which is the song "DREAM" .
That's a song... a song with a deep sadness hidden in happiness.
Just the prelude, it is reminiscent of the cheerful dance on a rainy day and the tears secretly shed by the dancers in the rain.
[This was recorded while we were experimenting in the store. ] The voice of the ghost umbrella came from the ear.
Su Zimo originally thought that after the song ended, those Specter Ghosts who had been tortured by the song would come to him completely because they woke up in an instant.
But those ghosts didn't!
The notes of the song flow like a small river, like the rain splashing on the windowsill, like the wind blowing through the forest full of yellow flowers, like the moonlight reflected on the lake.
The light and leisurely music didn't sound like it had any lethal power, but the originally murderous Specters in front of them didn't move.
No, these ghosts actually moved.
Those charred figures put down their hands that were blocking their ears, and then just stood there quietly, their mouths no longer opening and closing, their movements no longer violent, they just stood silently, motionless.
The picture in front of Su Zimo's eyes should be terrifying, but he can feel a little tranquility and sadness from it.
The two pieces of music clearly achieved the effect of making the ghosts unable to move, but the former seemed to be coercing and tying the prisoner with thorns that could pierce blood, which instantly caused rage, but the prisoner could not escape.
The latter seems to be a child who was coaxed by a milk-flavored lollipop after crying a lot. He doesn't need other restraints from outsiders, and he will stand there quietly, looking at you, as if thinking of you. convey a certain emotion.
The strange thing is that the driver was also standing in the group of ghosts. Apart from the fact that there was no charred injury on his body, his demeanor and actions were no different from those of the ghosts next to him.
"Are any of you responsible for reporting on that incident?" Su Zimo asked while looking at the driver, "Was he that old when he was arrested by the human department?"
"It doesn't seem to be." Sister Ling shook her head blankly. "If it was really such an old man, the reports at that time would definitely take this as a topic. I even remember that the driver should be quite young."
Hearing what Sister Ling said, other practitioners also began to look at the old man with a sluggish face in the music. This young man more than ten years ago now looks like he is seventy years old.
"It's a small gift for the establishment of the transaction." Su Zimo said in a low voice, "The driver may not be alive anymore."
If the driver has passed away, it is not surprising that he will appear in this old appearance in the nightmare that has tormented him for countless hours.
"Mr. Appraiser, if you're willing to tell us how to clear the customs, I'm willing to add a... ghost... ghost weapon!" The youngest in the trainee team, An An, said from the beginning that she had no more resources to deal with. The nightmare point of deducting the death penalty is over.
"I can only give one suggestion." Su Zimo made a small calculation in his heart, and then waved to An An.
Now the music playing on Su Zimo's mobile phone has no effect on the practitioners, so An An quickly walked to Su Zimo's side and listened to him whispering a few words to himself.
"Do you really want to do this?" An An was still a little uneasy in her heart.
"Worth a try."
Perhaps it was the calmness on Su Zimo's face that gave her a little confidence. An An took a few deep breaths while the specters stood obediently, before she dared to shout in her loudest voice—
"Attention everyone! We are here to save people!"
"We have come, no matter what method we use, we will rescue you, at least let you go back to your family!"
"If you still have the strength, please be sure to shout out, we will rescue you now!"
"We are here to save you!"
After shouting to the back, An An's voice turned out to be sobbing.
"Our mission is to bring as many people out of here alive as possible, so from the beginning, we've come to save you..."
The trainees were also silent because of An An's words.
The task of this nightmare world is to let them find the living people from the pedestrians on the road, take them through the road, and then be able to pass the customs and leave the nightmare world. And the additional condition of the mission is to let them find as many living people as possible...
It was as if there was a voice asking the trainees to rescue the passengers who were trapped in the flames.
Can save one, is one!
If you can save one more, save one more!
Those passengers who were burning in the flames did not expect what happened after ten minutes before the incident. Some of them were going to travel, some were going to the park, some were going to buy porridge for their wives, and some had just After work, go back to rest...
In Su Zimo's opinion, the Specter's attack on the driver was no exaggeration at all.
That silent cry, as if these ghosts were shouting: finally waiting for you!