The horse-faced messenger passed over, and together with the bullhead messenger, he checked the running track of the rune array for a while, and after a while the rune array dissipated, confirming that it was correct.
Bullhead smiled and threw the token back, and then said: "It's a coincidence that the adults are here. In eight minutes, the'Ming 59' is about to take off. It is loaded with ghosts. If the adults don't dislike it, take this flight. Fly to the underworld?"
"Ghost?"
I collected the tour token and frowned.
In my memory, the Mingzi flight is a special passage for living people to go to the underworld. I know at this moment, and sometimes it is also used as a tool to carry ghosts.
"It's such an adult. Recently, the number of ghosts has increased and the workload is relatively large. The operation of the ghost gate is somewhat delayed. Therefore, the Yan Jun ordered the Laoshan Airport to also operate. At most a day, there will be more than a dozen flights."
The horse-faced messenger was very insightful and hurriedly replied.
"There are more ghosts? Do you mean that there are more dead? The calm inside the square,... Could it be that there are changes outside the square?"
I suddenly thought of the key question.
After looking at the Tauren for a few moments, Ma Mian sighed and said: "Fang Wai has recently increased the number of dead people many times. It is not normal. The specific reason is unknown. The key is that more than half of the people have suffered horrific deaths before they have reached the end of their lives. Most of the body is cremated, and there is no way to return to the sun, and the soul can only be sent to live in the City of Death;
These abnormal situations continue, Master Yan Jun has dispatched a team of experts to investigate outside the country, hoping that there will be no more troubles. "
I turned my head and glanced at En Zimu. He was lip-synching at me. It seemed that it was the three words "Ghost God Emperor".
My heart suddenly burst, and I felt that En Zimu's judgment was correct.
Fang Wai suddenly increased the number of dead people abnormally, contacting the ghost and god emperor's frequent actions recently, it is hard not to think about him.
Ngau Tau Ma Mian's words did not mention the ghost god emperor, either because he did not know about the ghost god emperor, or he was ordered not to mention the ghost god emperor at will.
Turning my head, my heart turned overwhelming, and calmly said, "Then take this trip. It is very frequent to contact the ghosts as a cruiser. This seat is used to it, and there is no condition for this special moment. I'm looking for a flight that doesn't carry ghosts."
"My lord is really reasonable, and we admire it very much."
The smooth horse-faced messenger smiled and patted.
I squeeze out the smile lines
Take a look at him.
In fact, the horse-mian messenger is still very fond of the horse-mian envoy.
However, during the tour and competition period, Ngau Tau Ma-mian and Cui judge belonged to the "Purple Lotus" three-yin group in the temporarily established Yin Division Planning Department.
They seem to belong to the neutral faction, but in the final stage of the competition, they faintly fell to the black handprint three-yin difference position, which made my competition process more variable and difficult, and it was just there.
I haven't forgotten these old past events. Although I am closer to the horse-mian messenger due to magical physiognomy, I still have to beware of them in essence.
Besides, after knowing the management model of the Dadifu Pyramid, I actually understood that the horse-mian imagery from my own chanting is the imagery of the horse-mian messenger on the top plane, not the one in front of me.
Even though they have similar external images, they are actually different in nature.
Withdrawing my thoughts, knowing that I can't say anything to these two, casually perfunctory, I took Enzimu and continued to move up.
As my entourage, Enzimu is certainly qualified to follow.
I knew from the reaction of the bull head and horse face that I was called by Emperor Song, but the other evil servants in the underworld didn't even know
"Why should this matter be kept secret?"
Emperor Song once again added a shadow to my heart.
I had to be highly prepared for the opponent to turn his face.
After the face of the tauren on duty, only a few dozen seconds, En Zimu and I set foot on the top of the Emperor's Terrace.
There is a flower in front of me, and when I look at it, I feel that a somewhat familiar large airport appears in front of me. It is obviously daytime, but thick dark clouds gather over the airport to block the sun. The environment is dim and terrifying.
Five or six planes far larger than the world are parked on the runway.
I walked towards the nearest big plane without any psychological fluctuations.
There are heavy ghosts in the windows of the plane, but their eyes are confused and they are in a state of being held in their souls.
It's very quiet.
It was the same procedure. The blue light was dropped on the aircraft door to verify the identity, and the cruise token was the pass. I took Enzimu and boarded the plane smoothly.
The machine is full of ghosts.
Their eyes were dizzy, sitting there silently, as if they hadn't seen me and Enzimu.
There was a female voice in the plane, saying that it was Ming Flight 99 that will take off in a few minutes, and the destination is Fengdu.
Please fasten your seat belts at the Airport No. 3 in the city.
A crowd of yin spirits obeyed the command like puppets, and mechanically fastened their seat belts.
Enzimu and I were on the spot.
"Flight 99?"
We both looked at each other in surprise.
Then I was so embarrassed that it turned out to be on the wrong flight
The method of duty is clearly stated, the two of us who were allowed to take Ming Flight 59, the ghosts and gods, we both rushed to the'Ming Flight 99'
It's only one number, but Nima is a world of difference.
"how to do?"
I looked awkwardly at Enzimu whose face was full of black lines.
"If you make a mistake, you will be wrong. Anyway, the destination is in Fengducheng. Which one shall we take instead of?"
En Zi Mu Tan Tan Tan Shou.
"What you said makes sense, so let's not toss about it anymore. Remember, don't talk to Ning Yuru when you get back on the wrong plane."
His proposal was in my arms, and while I was relieved, I hurriedly told him.
"Master, are you too good-natured?"
Enzimu disapproved, he randomly found an empty seat in the front row and waved to me to take a seat quickly.
"Good face, you big head ghost!"
I scolded him a few words, sat down and fastened my seat belt.
"Listening to the broadcast forecast, it seems that this flight and Flight 59 are taking off from behind."
En Zimu rubbed his chin and wondered.
My eyes lit up and I smiled and said, "It is possible that all the people who landed are at Fengducheng Airport No. 3, if that is the case, we will go around to Ming 59 after we get off the plane, and we shall come out from there."
"The owner of the museum, you are not just being hypocritical and good-looking, it's just a cover-up, stupid..., uh, the owner of the museum is wise, just listen to you."
When I found that I was looking at him with the eyes of a dead person, En Zimu persuaded, and quickly turned around.
"You really don't have a lot of spine, so will you change your mind?"
I said coldly, and turned my head when my mood improved.
Hearing the movement of Enzimu's old blood being blocked in his throat, I became happy.
"Master, I found that you are not a good person." Enzimu said aggrievedly.
My angry brows jumped, and I was about to respond to him when I saw a large plane galloping past through the side window.
Think about it, that's the Ming 59 flight we should have taken.
(End of this chapter)