It was also a coincidence that the police found the deceased.
After hearing Zhong Hongqian's analysis, Zhuang Xinbo led the Internet police to investigate the common characteristics of several deceased persons. These deceased persons came from all over the country, and it was impossible to contact them in real life. The only commonality was the Internet.
Today's online communities are highly repetitive. For example, people who like to browse a certain forum must like to log in to a certain short video forum and also like to listen to music on a certain music app. There are many commonly used software that overlap among several deceased persons, and they need to be checked one by one.
After creating user portraits, we found that their keywords were very similar, focusing on words such as "unhappy", "the world is not worth living", "meaningless", "escape", "listening to music to relieve stress", etc., as well as several short video hosts and singers.
Before Zhuang Xinbo could investigate these specific internet celebrities again, the local police also found a common feature of several of them: they bought incense the day before their death.
At this time, a certain area in S city also received a missing person report. The person was a college student who had not returned to the dormitory for several days. His classmates did not take it seriously at first, but the missing person did not show up for an important exam. Every spring is a period of frequent suicides on campus. The counselor was very nervous. After failing to contact the person, he told his family and called the police.
After checking the surveillance video, the police found that the last time the student was seen was at a supermarket outside the school, where he bought a bundle of incense that the student rarely used.
It just so happened that Special Group B also issued a nationwide notice at this time, asking all regions to pay attention to cases of people who had been missing for a few days and had bought incense. Communication in the Internet age is extremely fast, and Special Group B immediately sent people to look for the student, and soon found him in a hotel outside the school.
At this time, the student was lying peacefully on the bed, with three incense sticks burning on his head and shoulders. Only ashes were left on the ones on his shoulders, while a little incense was still left on the ones on his head.
Seeing that the student was still breathing, Zhuang Xinbo stepped forward, grabbed a stick of incense, and ordered his colleagues to perform CPR on the student to save his life.
Zhuang Xinbo, who has memorized countless theoretical knowledge, knows that these three incense sticks are connected to the three lamps of life in the human body. The incense cannot be extinguished rashly. Once the incense is extinguished, the lamps will also go out.
If Zhong Jiudao, Zhong Hongqian and other Heavenly Masters had seen this situation, they would have tried to extend the victim's life first and then find a way to cut off the connection between the incense and the lamp. However, when it came to Zhuang Xinbo, his approach was relatively simple and crude.
He simply placed a stick of incense that was about to burn out on his left shoulder. When the incense went out, the light on Zhuang Xinbo's left shoulder went out, but the student's life was saved.
Zhuang Xinbo felt dizzy, and countless songs suddenly appeared in his mind. He leaned on his friend and said, "Go to the hospital quickly and do everything you can to save the victim's life. I'll go find someone who can save him."
He turned on his cell phone and contacted Zhong Hongqian while opening his playlist. One of the playlists was the unit's chorus library, which was full of popular songs. Zhuang Xinbo played the songs on the playlist on a loop, and his mind suddenly became clear, and the dark singing in his mind that was urging him to die also stopped.
A group of people rushed to the confidential ward of the military hospital and waited for Zhong Hongqian to come and save his life. Zhong Jiudao rushed all the way and finally arrived at the hospital before the victim became critically ill.
The members of the special group B received Fu Yue and Qi Wanlian a few days ago. They were shocked by these two beautiful stars with special abilities and even went to check the relevant information of "Fallen House". When they met Zhong Jiudao today, the members of group B were shocked again. Are the requirements for entering the entertainment industry so high now? Not only do you have to be good-looking and talented, but you have to be a master to make a ghost movie
"This is my cousin, and this is Officer Zhuang," Zhong Hongqian introduced.
The last time the Zhong family and Group B established a cooperative relationship, Old Man Zhong was present. Zhong Jiudao, who was kicked out of the family, was naturally not present. Zhuang Xinbo did not know him. Zhong Hongqian first told Zhuang Xinbo that this was a Taoist priest who was more powerful than himself.
As soon as Zhong Jiudao saw Zhuang Xinbo, he pointed out: "One of the soul lamps on your left shoulder is extinguished."
Zhuang Xinbo said admiringly: "So it's gone? No wonder my left shoulder is numb. You're amazing. You can tell what happened at a glance."
He briefly recounted what happened before, and Zhong Jiudao was filled with awe after hearing it: "Sacrificing his own life to save others, he is truly worthy of being a people's policeman."
"Let's stop flattering each other. Saving lives is the most important thing." Zhuang Xinbo took Zhong Jiudao to the ward.
Since it was an ICU ward with a lot of equipment, everyone handed the electronic equipment to Zhuang Xinbo, who sealed them in bags and placed them outside the ward.
Zhong Jiudao looked at the victim, then at Zhuang Xinbo, and sighed.
“Since you used your soul lamp to extend his life, your lives are now closely related. Once he is not saved, your soul lamp will never be able to light up again. In the future, you will have problems with the movements of the left side of your body, and some abilities controlled by your right brain will also deteriorate.” Zhong Jiudao said.
Zhuang Xinbo was very calm: "I would do it again if it happened again."
Zhong Jiudao smiled and said, "With your determination, things will be easy. Bringing his soul back depends on your willpower."
"Can I do it?" asked Zhuang Xinbo.
Zhong Jiudao said: "Originally, his soul and three life lamps should have all fallen into the hands of the real murderer behind the scenes, and his life would have been cut off and there would be no room for recovery. But now the real murderer has got two of his lamps and one of yours. Your life lamp has merged with his, and you can use your power to bring him back."
"Let's get started." Although he didn't know what Zhong Jiudao was going to do, Zhuang Xinbo had already rolled up his sleeves and was ready.
Zhong Jiudao pasted a talisman on the victim's forehead to stabilize his vital signs. The originally precarious electrocardiogram immediately returned to normal, and the medical staff of Group B who were busy with the rescue were secretly amazed.
After the victim was no longer in danger of death, Zhong Jiudao said, "Don't worry about it. I have a plan to discuss with you. I hope to use your soul lamp to severely injure the real murderer behind the scenes and prevent him from harming people in the short term. But this trick is extremely dangerous. If you fail, your soul will be damaged and you may be mentally confused for the rest of your life. You will never be able to think and act normally again."
Zhuang Xinbo barely hesitated. He said firmly, "The real culprit behind this is using the Internet to harm people. If I'm a second late, I don't know how many more people will be harmed. If I can stop him with my life, I'm happy to do it. Just tell me what to do."
Zhong Jiudao said: "Don't do anything, just stay by my side. No matter what happens, be firm in your beliefs and never give in to any illusions or temptations in your mind. Just remember your duty."
"It's so simple," said Zhuang Xinbo with a smile.
Zhong Jiudao asked someone to push in another bed. He set up a formation in the entire ward and placed the two beds in the middle of the formation.
Zhuang Xinbo was lying on another bed. Without Hongge to listen to, his head gradually became fuzzy again.
Zhong Hongqian sat in front of Zhuang Xinbo's bed to protect him. Seeing that Zhuang Xinbo was distracted, she took out her peach wood sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Zhuang Xinbo's heart.
Zhuang Xinbo was much more sober now, and said to Zhong Hongqian: "You are really amazing, this is much more useful than listening to popular songs."
Zhong Hongqian said apologetically: "I have consumed a lot of mana in the past few days. With my current strength, I can only hold on for a while. If one of my cousins casts a spell to fight for the other party's soul, my mana will not be enough."
Zhong Hongqian was a person who liked to blame herself. She knocked her head and regretted very much that she had thought of Wu Xingze so much in the past few days and cried so much. She had lost her magic power because of this evil person, which resulted in her not having enough strength to protect Zhuang Xinbo's soul today.
As I thought about it, I couldn't help crying again.
"Don't cry, don't cry!" Zhuang Xinbo said quickly, "Actually, I can do your protection, but I need a little help. I can't bring my cell phone in, can you sing a few songs for me?"
"What song?" Zhong Hongqian said, wiping her tears.
“The national anthem, the Yellow River Cantata and the like are all fine,” Zhuang Xinbo said.
"When I was in primary school, we still sang the national anthem," Zhong Hongqian said, "and we didn't sing this one either."
Zhuang Xinbo: "This song is enough, I play it on repeat."
Zhong Hongqian sang the national anthem in a low voice. Strangely enough, she felt a little guilty at first, but as she sang, her emotions became more and more excited, and she felt her whole body was filled with strength.
Zhong Jiudao was born with a divine eye. He had already seen a black aura hovering over Zhuang Xinbo's left shoulder, and was worried that Zhong Hongqian could not protect Zhuang Xinbo. But after the singing began, Zhuang Xinbo suddenly generated countless powers of faith in his body, and he forced the black aura out, preventing it from invading his mind.
With a staunch ally like Zhuang Xinbo, it was much easier for Zhong Jiudao to cast spells.
Originally, after the soul left, relatives had to be present to use the power of blood relatives to call back the soul. However, Zhuang Xinbo mixed with the victim's soul lamp, and Zhong Jiudao used Zhuang Xinbo's soul method to call back his own soul lamp, and at the same time he could call back the victim's two lamps and soul.
Zhong Jiudao released his magic power and activated the power of the formation. The tremendous power in his body poured into Zhuang Xinbo's soul sea through the formation. At this time, Zhuang Xinbo's soul became the venue for Zhong Jiudao to fight with the real murderer behind the scenes, which was extremely dangerous.
Zhuang Xinbo was awake. The moment the formation was activated, he saw Zhong Jiudao holding a pen in his hand. Sometimes the pen looked like a signing pen and sometimes like a writing brush. Behind Zhong Jiudao, there seemed to be an invisible big hand holding the pen with him, drawing countless golden patterns in the air.
This was the first time that Zhuang Xinbo, who knew nothing about magic, saw these things. The golden pattern sank into his brow, and an invisible line appeared between his brows, connecting to the unknown distance.
Zhuang Xinbo instinctively knew that the end of this line was his soul lamp.
Closing his eyes, Zhuang Xinbo could even see a huge stick of incense, as if his soul lamp was inside the incense, and the incense sent the power of his soul to an unknown place. There seemed to be a mass of unformed flesh and blood in it, which greedily absorbed the soul and slowly took shape.
What's the principle behind this? Zhuang Xinbo wondered.
He was in the hospital, the soul lamp was in the incense, and the incense continuously transferred its power to another thing.
These forces completely ignore time and space, are faster than the speed of light, and occur simultaneously.
He recalled what he had learned in the short-term training course: "The soul is born complete. Even if it is forcibly separated, it still maintains a mysterious connection. When one changes, the other will also sense it at the same time."
He wrote in his notebook at the time, "When in doubt, use quantum mechanics." He felt that some knowledge in the world of heavenly masters could be explained by quantum mechanics. Now he has this feeling even more deeply.
Zhong Jiudao's magic power penetrated his soul and continuously impacted the incense stick, trying to break through the protection of the incense and attack the existence hidden behind the scenes.
However, this incense stick seemed to be protected by a circular protective shield. Zhuang Xinbo vaguely felt that if Zhong Jiudao wanted to break the protective shield of the incense stick, it would be best to cooperate inside and outside, and have someone around the incense stick to help.
This is the output from Zhong Jiudao's side, which consumes at least ten times more strength. Is Zhong Jiudao really that strong
Facts have proved that Zhong Jiudao is right.
After being weak for three days after forcing Luo Huai to draw a formation last time, Zhong Jiudao deeply realized the insufficiency of his magic power. He lost all his magic power after setting up a formation covering an area of ten miles. He was too weak. This thought deepened when he called back his father's soul that year. Zhong Jiudao felt that if the peach wood sword could contain more magic power at that time, it would not damage the bracelet protecting Luo Huai.
After the New Year, he no longer lived in the same room with Luo Huai, and took advantage of the night to review all the basic techniques he had learned as a child.
Three years of high school, one year of college, and one year after graduation. It has been eight years since Zhong Jiudao put down his Taoist magic. Strictly speaking, his magic power is worse than when he first entered high school, and he has already shown signs of regression.
After two months of diligent practice, Zhong Jiudao's magic power has reached a higher level, and he has even broken through the bottleneck that he had not been able to break through before. Usually, the pen he used was a signature pen, but now it can occasionally turn into a writing brush when casting spells.
The talisman originally drawn was red, but after being turned into a brush, it turned into gold.
It was precisely because of this strength that Zhong Jiudao dared to challenge the real culprit behind the scenes. He was confident that even if he could not find Xiang Zai's location, he could still break the spell remotely.
The magic power in Zhong Jiudao's body seemed to have no end, and it continued to sink into Zhuang Xinbo's body. Zhong Hongqian, who was always paying attention to Zhuang Xinbo, suddenly said: "Director Zhong, his soul can't hold on any longer."
Zhuang Xinbo is just an ordinary person after all. Even with extremely firm beliefs, his soul cannot withstand Zhong Jiudao's terrifying power that far exceeds that of normal people.
His soul is like a conductor, with a limit current and voltage, and if it exceeds this limit, it will short-circuit. Even if Zhuang Xinbo would rather sacrifice his life to get rid of the real culprit behind the scenes, Zhong Jiudao can no longer increase his magic power.
Just a little bit, just a little bit!
Zhuang Xinbo's soul lamp even heard the blurry mass of flesh and blood saying, "It's just a trifle, not worth mentioning."
"I can do it, keep going!" Zhuang Xinbo opened his eyes, and his eyes had turned golden.
Outside the ward, Zhong Jiudao's cell phone kept ringing. Seeing the tense situation inside, the team members guarding outside the ward did not dare to call inside and could only run around anxiously outside.
Zhong Jiudao shook his head and said, "No, your soul can't bear so much magic power. If you continue, even if you risk your life, this attack will stop at your soul and can't continue."
He slowly withdrew his magic power, and had the choice to save Zhuang Xinbo and the souls of the victims and take them back from the statue.
Zhuang Xinbo, who was rushing to the front line, was so anxious that he shed tears. He always felt that if he stretched out his hand a little further, he would be able to slap that ball of flesh and blood, but he was just a little bit away.
Just when everyone was about to give up, Zhuang Xinbo shouted, "Keep going, Daoguang!"
His soul lamp saw a ray of light rushing in from outside, and the incense broke out for some reason.
Zhong Jiudao seized this opportunity and led countless heavenly thunder talismans into the formation. The tremendous power was transmitted to the unknown distance through invisible channels.
The ball of flesh and blood that had almost taken shape was instantly wrapped by the terrible thunder and fire. After a flash of lightning, the flesh and blood turned into a black mass.
Zhuang Xinbo's soul lamp returned to its place at the same time as the victim's soul. He jumped up from his bed excitedly, singing: "Rise up, those who refuse to be slaves!"