"Brother Luo, have you seen this formation?" Lord Throwing Thunder asked. In fact, he also felt that this formation seemed a bit familiar. There was a news report about a similar photo more than ten years ago, but he couldn't remember it.
"Does Zhenjun still remember the incident at Tianshen Elementary School twelve years ago?" Suddenly, Luo Fatty mentioned a key term.
Beside them, Luo Pang and Lie Mengmeng suddenly realized, only Wang Ling looked confused... Tianshen Elementary School incident? What is this
Twelve years ago... He was only four years old, right
"This was a major terrorist attack that year. A group of children were transported to an old elementary school building. Forced by the attacker's request, the children who were possessed by the illusion ended up killing each other inside..."
Luo Pang frowned and said: "The reason why I am so sure that this formation pattern is the one captured on the news in that incident is because there is another similarity between that incident and today's incident. Those who were killed in that incident Those children, their father or mother all have the status of a weapon refiner. And Tianshen Elementary School was also a quite famous training school for weapon refiners back then."
"Sure enough, everything has to do with the weapon refiner." Lord Throwing Thunder sighed.
Lie Mengmeng felt as if he had heard something extraordinary. He remembered that he had just graduated from college a few years ago when the incident occurred: "But it seems that some people still survived, right?"
"There was indeed one person who survived the incident that year. It was the teacher of that group of children. However, according to the police investigation, the teacher had no suspicion of that incident, and she was also one of the victims." Luo Fatty touched his chin and said .
"Then how did this teacher escape?"
"I heard that the teacher made a sword out of mud on the spot, split open the space with one sword, and left. Unfortunately, it took too long for her to make the sword out of mud, and she was unable to save the children... "
Making a sword out of clay
Wang Ling's brows twitched slightly, and he suddenly remembered the little girl that Boss Tan said about the little girl who used mud to shape the face of a stone ghost.
But, could this be the same person
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When entering the second floor, Wang Ling clearly felt that there were far fewer soldiers here than on the first floor. Probably during the fierce battle on the first floor, the thunderbolt thrown by the Thunder-throwing Lord attracted the miscellaneous soldiers from the second floor to the first floor, and then cleared them out along with them.
Although there are still three or four hiding in the dark on the second floor, they are nothing to be afraid of.
On the way, Lie Mengmeng held the night vision camera and curiously observed the surrounding scenery, for fear of leaving behind the same clues as the previous array patterns.
He saw Wang Ling walking silently at the front, and suddenly turned back to Luo Pang and True Lord Diurei with some curiosity and asked: "By the way, how did Brother Diulei and this fat uncle know our family Ling?" Did you order it?"
The corner of Luo Pang's mouth twitched: "My full name is Luo Chuang... Also, your brother Diulei and I are actually the same age."
Now it was Lie Mengmeng's turn to twitch the corner of his mouth: "..." Luo Pang looks too old!
He thought that the gap between cultivators and ordinary people was actually very big, but after careful observation, Lie Mengmeng suddenly felt that this was not the case. Whether they are cultivators or ordinary people, they can always find people who look like parents but are actually students... Lie Mengmeng suddenly recalled the green years when she was in school.
Sighing inwardly, Lie Mengmeng corrected his title and asked again: "Brother Diulei and Brother Luo, how did you two know our family?"
From Lie Mengmeng's point of view, Wang Ling was actually quite aloof and withdrawn, the kind of person who was not easy to make friends with. Lie Mengmeng remembered that when she first entered Wang's house, she took the initiative to greet Wang Ling several times. Wang Ling always had a blank expression... It always reminded Lie Mengmeng of the statues he went to worship in the temple during the Chinese New Year. A statue of a deity with neither sorrow nor joy—the expression on his face is simply the same!
"Do you know there is something called a forum?" When it comes to our friendship with Wang Ling, it was before the establishment of the chat group and when the cultivation forum was just established. It can actually take a long time to talk about it.
Lord Throwing Thunder thought for a moment: "I remember back then, when our forum was first established, it was very popular on the Internet. Because the forum would often have some big guys come to hold online forums, attracting many students from schools. After that, there were schools We specially purchased the copyright of the lecture content of our online symposium and made it into handouts for students to use directly. Over time, there were many advertisers who wanted to sponsor and invest in our forum. Then there was a small snack manufacturer that sold dry noodles."
"Souga..." Lie Mengmeng suddenly realized.
When he heard this... to be precise, when he heard the words "simple noodles", Lie Mengmeng was already fully aware of the development of the incident.
"The friendship between Zhenjun and Brother Ling is naturally very deep. I only met Brother Ling recently." Luo Pang looked at Lie Mengmeng and chuckled, "Speaking of which, how does Brother Song know Brother Ling?"
"He..."
Lie Mengmeng held her chin up and thought carefully for a moment, then covered her mouth and whispered to True Lord Diurei: "Actually, I have always thought that he is a rather boring person. When I usually look for him on the Internet, he always Send ellipses to me... Brother Diurei, do you ever think that boring people like to send ellipses?"
Regarding this point, Lord Throwing Thunder could hardly agree anymore, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
At this moment, the two reached a consensus!
Just like what Lie Mengmeng said, Di Lei felt that it was too strenuous to have an innocent chat with Wang Ling!
Every time, he had to judge Wang Ling's intention from the string of ellipses...
"Except for one thing, our family Ling Ling is actually a pretty good kid. He is handsome, has long legs, and has a good mind. The key is that he can be fed by just a few packets of crispy noodles. Raising Wang Ling at home saves worry and money. The only disadvantage is that Just don't touch it randomly, as it will cause hair to explode." Lie Mengmeng stared at Wang Ling's back and sighed deeply: "If only Ling Ling were a cat, I would hug and suck him every day!"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
Luo Pang: "..."
After Lie Mengmeng said these words, the scene fell into a dead silence.
About two minutes later, Lord Throwing Lei imitated Lie Mengmeng's move of covering his mouth just now, and Fu'er said to Lie Mengmeng, "Well... I'll tell you a piece of news quietly."
Lie Mengmeng: "???"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Don't look at your brother being quite far away from us. This distance... In fact, he can hear everything we say..."
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Lie Mengmeng looked in Wang Ling's direction, and suddenly found that Wang Ling had actually accelerated his pace!
And the most irritating thing is that Lie Mengmeng also discovered that this girl deliberately stepped on six bloody footprints on the ground, perfectly forming a series of ellipses...
(End of chapter)