At six o'clock in the afternoon, over Haicheng, forty-nine drones quietly lifted off, forming a huge purification formation in the air, covering the entire Haicheng with a transparent coat.
At the moment when the transparent protective net was formed, all Haicheng people suddenly felt warm, but they didn't care too much. After a brief surprise, they continued their lives.
Huo Ming knew that he was coming out of the coffee shop with two cups of hot coffee. He took a few steps, suddenly startled, stopped and looked around for a while before continuing to walk towards the police car on the side of the road.
Sitting in the co-pilot, Huo Mingzhi handed a cup of coffee to Yang Ming.
"Thank you boss, you should have a cup of hot coffee on a snowy day to have the strength to work." Yang Ming couldn't wait to take a sip from the lid, only to feel his hands and feet warm up.
"Yang Ming, do you have a very strange feeling?" Huo Mingzhi asked Yang Ming.
"Which aspect?"
"That's it..." Huo Ming didn't know how to explain it. After thinking about it, he said, "Do you think there are too many people today?"
"It's snowing in Haicheng today. Many people came out to see the snow."
"I'm not talking about this." Huo Ming knew, "it's just whether you feel particularly crowded."
"squeeze?"
"Yes, when you walk on the road, you always feel that someone is crowding you. It's like the feeling you had when you traveled with you during the Golden Week last year and were in the scenic spots." Huo Ming knew.
"Boss, do you want to take a vacation?" Yang Ming asked strangely.
"I mean... Forget it, it seems that you don't feel that way." Huo Mingzhi scratched his head irritably, and began to wonder if he was tired from not resting for too long.
When he went out this morning, he felt strangely that the road was very crowded, as if there were people everywhere, but it was clear that the pedestrians on the road were not crowded at all. And just now, when he came out of the coffee shop, this feeling of crowding was much less, like the crowd of people gradually receding.
"The snow should stop at night." Yang Ming stretched out his hand to pick up a snowflake outside the window. Although this cold air appeared abnormal, its walking trajectory was very regular. After staying in each city for a day, it would go down. a city.
"Who knows, maybe it will continue for the next seven days." Huo Mingzhi remembered the story he heard in Ji Lang's studio at noon, and he couldn't help teasing.
"With this amount of snowfall, if it were to fall for seven consecutive days, it would be comparable to the Northeast."
The two laughed, and neither took it seriously.
Haicheng Association Headquarters.
After the purification formation was opened, the association experts from all over the country gathered in the conference room. These people are the presidents or elders of the major city branches, and the chairman of the association is Ju Xiong who presides over the meeting.
Ju Xiong is a dignified middle-aged man. He sat in the first place and said straight to the point: "Everyone, tell me, what can you do about the current situation."
"I agree with President Qi's opinion that this battle must be stopped. The nightmare and the ghost king, whichever is out of control, the consequences are unimaginable." An old man with gray hair said.
"Then how to stop it?" Ju Xiong asked.
"Actually, the root of all this is the doll in the wizard's hand. I still recommend starting from the wizard's side. Xiaozhi uses emotion and reasoning, and makes her focus on the overall situation. It can't be because of a magic weapon in her hand. Bringing catastrophe." Another said.
"Elder Fang said it well. If the wizard is willing to sacrifice dolls, it is the best solution, but how can you say such a thing." A middle-aged man in a suit said, "After all, I was asked to sacrifice. The soul is not our own."
"Sang Tian, what do you mean? I'm doing all this to save more people. You can't even care about the overall situation because the wizard saved your wife." middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man is the president of Licheng, Sang Tian, and Dong Yongyuan's uncle.
"I don't mean anything, I just want to say that sacrificing yourself to save the world is a great righteousness, but forcing others to sacrifice to save the world, anyway... I can't do it." Sang Tian said.
"Is this what I forced? This is the witch doll that the ghost king asked for. If what he wants is my soul, I can sacrifice for the world without saying a word." Elder Fang said loudly.
"Elder Fang is righteous." Another young man with dyed red hair laughed and clapped, "Isn't it? It's a pity that the ghost king didn't like your soul. A grand memorial service to remember your sacrifice will do."
"You..." Elder Fang's face flushed, but he said all the words he was scolded.
"Okay." Ju Xiong stopped. Today's association is in a phase of transition between the old and the new, and the opinions of twice the people are also violently colliding. The last time they had a fight about whether to imprison the nightmare. .
"President Sang, since you don't agree with Elder Fang's opinion, what do you think?" Ju Xiong looked at Sang Tian. Sang Tian is the leader of the younger generation of the association. If the world does not end, his successor will be he.
Sang Tian sat up straight and said slowly, "There is another way to stop this battle."
When the people in the conference room heard the words, they all looked at Sang Tian.
"We shot and killed one of them." Sang Tian said.
"Pfft..." As soon as he said these words, the red-haired man just couldn't help laughing.
"Sang Tian, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Elder Fang said angrily, "What we have to do is to avoid war, but you still want to start war now?"
"Elder Fang, you just said that if you need to sacrifice to save the world, you must go. Why is there such a big reaction now?" Sang Tian asked.
"What does this have to do with my sacrifice?"
"It is now obvious that the ghost king must have a baby, and the wizard and the nightmare are resolutely unwilling to sacrifice. We can't persuade both sides, so we can only do it ourselves. Our association took action and fought to the death with one of them. One of them died, The two of them will naturally not fight, and the crisis of extinction will naturally be lifted." The red-haired man said.
"If we attack Nightmare, the ghost king will definitely stop us for the baby's sake. When the two attack, we have no chance of winning. Isn't this death in vain?"
"Then kill the ghost king, the ghost king is in Mount Li." Sang Tian said.
"We are not the opponents of the Ghost King at all." Elder Fang said.
"I haven't beaten it yet, how do I know it's not the ghost king's opponent?" Sang Tian said, "Also, even if we can't beat it, our association is doing our best. When the time comes, we can persuade the wizard to sacrifice the doll, can we be more confident. There is no way our association will let people sacrifice their daughters without a drop of blood."
"That's right." The middle-aged cultivator sitting beside Sang Tian also answered, "Anyway, if someone came to tell me that killing your daughter would save the world, I would definitely kill him first."
The middle-aged monk had a five-year-old daughter, and he was a standard daughter slave.
"We sacrifice dozens or hundreds of lives, can we get the wizard to agree." An old man with white hair asked.
"At least this will let the wizards know that our association is working hard to save the world." Sang Tian said, "The ghost king is born, it is our association that should solve this problem, not Wu Miaomiao."
"But the ghost king was brought in by Wu Miaomiao, who first injured the ghost king's daughter."
"Speaking of this, when the ghost king's daughter was hurting people everywhere, if it wasn't for Wu Miaomiao, everyone sitting here would have died at least one or two." Sang Tian said.
In the history of the association, every time a ghost appears, once there is a fierce battle, one or two masters will inevitably be killed or injured.
"Or else, we'll let the ghost king's daughter go around harming others and turn a blind eye."
"Of course not." Ju Xiong said immediately.
"So, even if Wu Miaomiao doesn't take action, we will kill the ghost king's daughter, and the ghost king will still come to us." Sang Tian's words made the old-fashioned old school lose their voices for a while.
Of course, sacrificing dolls is the best solution, and they also hope that Wu Miaomiao can do the same. But they also had to admit that what Sang Tian said just now was not wrong. If it wasn't for Wu Miaomiao's shot, the ghost king's enemy would be them.
"But if it wasn't for Wu Miaomiao's success in raising his spirit, the ghost king might not have the idea of destroying the world." Elder Fang said persistently.
"Heh." The red-haired man sneered, "Elder Fang, you said, if there is a pervert killer who likes to kill girls in red skirts, do you think it's the pervert killer's fault, or girls shouldn't wear red skirts."
"He Yan!" Elder Fang became angry. "How can the two be compared? We should save the world at all costs."
"I hear it, what you mean is that as long as the goal can be achieved, it is okay to compromise on the means." He Yandao.
"You..." Elder Fang became angry again.
"Although it's a bit inhuman to do this, it's a special case. If the world can be saved, some small sacrifices are unavoidable." Said the white-haired elder sitting beside Elder Fang.
For a time, the two attitudes in the conference room were clearly opposed. The young group felt that they should try their best to fight the ghost king and save the world by themselves. However, the old-fashioned faction felt that why should sacrifice more lives when you can clearly understand things at the expense of a baby.
"We vote." Elder Fang said, "All members of the association vote to see which side supports the most."
"Vote?" Sang Tian frowned.
"Why, are you afraid?" Elder Fang said.
"It's not that I'm afraid, but it's unnecessary." Sang Tian said, "After all, even if Elder Fang's proposal is approved, how do you get the wizard to agree? If we can't beat the Ghost King, can we beat the Nightmare?"
Suddenly, the strange silence in the conference room fell.
"Outsiders don't know, but we know it well." Sang Tiandao, "The reason why we haven't taken coercive measures against Nightmare for so many years is not because we can't kill Nightmare, and we're afraid of irritating him. Ji Lang When he is awake, the nightmare will be suppressed by him, but once he encounters danger, the power of the nightmare will automatically protect the master. Only when Ji Lang dies of old age, the power of the nightmare will disappear with his soul until the next reincarnation. Don't think we don't know, more than ten years ago, you had a killer once, and deliberately let a ghost to kill him. As a result, not only did he not kill Ji Lang, but instead increased his nightmare power. So over the years , you just stopped like this."
"We did this not to save more people. Moreover, in history, the people who were reincarnated with the power of nightmares were not from a miserable background." Elder Fang said.
"Elder Fang, I think it's very painful for you to live like this, why don't I help you in reincarnation in advance?" He Yan smiled.
"you… "
"Why, no?" He Yan mocked.
"Okay." Ju Xiong patted the table heavily, "Someone from the underworld will come later, let's see if the underworld can do anything."
"It's time to eat." Ji Lang set the table and chopsticks and shouted in the direction of the balcony.
"Here." Wu Miaomiao ran over a few steps, pulled out the chair and sat opposite Ji Lang.
The doll stopped watching TV, and ran over and sat beside Wu Miaomiao. Although it can't eat, it likes the feeling of a family sitting and eating together.
"Half of the ghosts scattered outside." Wu Miaomiao took a piece of spareribs and said while eating, "This association still has some ability. Such a big barrier can be completed in a day."
If the snow continues to fall and no measures are taken, then the yin will flourish and the yang will decline, and Haicheng will definitely be in chaos. She and Ji Lang were still thinking about whether they should go to the ghost king for this ride ahead of time. After all, this fight is definitely going to be fought, so early, at least it won't make Haicheng chaotic ahead of time. But with this layer of barrier arranged by the association, they don't have to worry about it, and they can live a few more normal days.
After all, after the battle with the ghost king, either the ghost king will die, or their family of three will die.
"What is your third dream?" Ji Lang asked suddenly.
"Yes… "
"Knock knock." At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Wu Miaomiao was stunned for a while: "Is someone from the association a lobbyist?"
"I'll open the door." Ji Lang got up and opened the door.
When Wu Miaomiao saw that Ji Lang was gone, she continued to bow her head to eat. Anyway, no matter who came, Xianggong would go back.
"Brother!" The doll sitting beside Wu Miaomiao suddenly shouted, jumped off the chair and ran towards the entrance.
Wu Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look, only to see the ghost boy who had changed into a suit standing at the door with a smile on his face, and hugged the doll that ran towards him with his arms outstretched.