screenwriter mystery

Chapter 427
glass drop.

As a type of flying drop, although it is not as powerful as flying head drop, it is also an extremely powerful head drop technique.

In the basement, Tatu swallowed the glass, then took out a photo he had prepared in advance, and began to say something to the middle-aged man with a righteous face on it.

As the mantra was uttered, under Li Ying's gaze, Tatu's shriveled belly began to squirm, as if an invisible hand was constantly struggling and twisting in it.And as the movement in his stomach grew louder, Tatu directly opened his mouth, stuffed the photo in his hand into his mouth, and then spoke.

"Go!"

……

"Master, what shall we do then?"

"The master of the lower head hides so deeply, he must have no good intentions."

After listening to Azan's words, Ahao turned to look at Lin Jiuying beside him and asked.

Everything that happened in the dark forest has proved that the head-down master is not just hiding in the concentration camp. On the contrary, he is obviously using the ghosts of the prisoners who died tragically in the concentration camp to do something.

"I don't need you to tell me about this kind of thing."

Frowning and replying, Lin Jiuying pinched her fingers and calculated silently, then took out a compass from her arms and gestured left and right in the concentration camp.

Just looking at the crazily turning pointer in the compass, Lin Jiuying frowned a little deeper.

"Although I don't know the purpose of the head-down master, since he deliberately designed for the challengers who came to participate in the show, it is obvious that killing these challengers is also one of the opponent's plans. It is possible to prevent the remaining challengers from dying in the concentration camp, and prevent their deaths from being used by the head-down division."

Put away the compass and think about it carefully.

Recalling everything that happened in the dark forest not long ago, according to Azan.

The crew of "Challenge Ghost Night" divided the challengers into groups and arranged tasks for each of them. These tasks were obviously not randomly chosen by the production team, and it was likely that they were arranged by the head-down master.

The other party spent time and energy preparing for all of this, obviously not just to film a reality show.

Therefore, the death of these challengers must have its purpose.

Although the three of them still haven't been able to figure out the ultimate purpose of the head-down master, they think that no matter what the other party's purpose is, there is absolutely nothing wrong with stopping everything.

"Master Azan, please go to the east side of the base to see if there are any survivors. If there are any survivors, try to save them as much as possible."

Asking the monk in front of her, Lin Jiuying turned her head and was about to explain to the apprentice beside her.

"As for the west side, Ah Hao, you..."

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my stomach.

"How is it so good?"

Clutching her stomach that suddenly ached, the expression on Lin Jiuying's face became distorted.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Lin Jiuying, whose face was calm one second, but changed drastically the next second, Ahao hurried forward and said.

"Namata Salai, Pakawado, Alahado, Sangma, Sabutayuansa..."

Azan, who was in front of him, reached out his hand more decisively, pressed Lin Jiuying's stomach, and began to read the scriptures silently.

With the sound of Azan chanting sutras, the severe pain in Lin Jiuying's stomach also weakened a bit.

"Thanks, Master."

Responding from the severe pain, Lin Jiuying raised her head and thanked Azan in front of her.

The latter shook his head, looked at Lin Jiuying's stomach and replied with a solemn expression: "You are welcome to benefactor, my approach is only to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Once you let go of the palm on your stomach, the lowering of the head will happen again."

"Head down?"

Hearing what Azan said, Ahao subconsciously raised his volume.

Immediately understood, the problem that happened to Lin Jiuying was not an accident, but the action of the lowering master.

"Metrics are enough."

Just now because of the hair-drop attack, Lin Jiuying was in severe pain and couldn't make a move at all.

Now, with the help of Azan, Lin Jiuying won't waste all this in vain.

"Ahao, red string, talisman paper."

Pinching Fa Jue with her left hand, and pressing her thumb on top of her index finger, Lin Jiuying immediately opened her mouth and shouted to the apprentice beside her.

"Yes, Master."

After listening to Lin Jiuying's instructions, Ah Hao quickly took out the red string and talisman paper from the bag he had just carried and handed them over.

Grabbing the red rope and wrapping it around the thumb and index finger of her left hand, Lin Jiuying opened her mouth and bit one end of the red rope, and grabbed the other end of the red rope with the other hand, unwrapped her clothes and wrapped it around her stomach, then gritted her teeth and faced A Howe blinked.

"Now, stick the talisman paper on the teacher's stomach."

"Master, I count to one, two, three and you let go."

Standing opposite, Azan nodded when he heard Lin Jiuying's words.

"One, two, three, now."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Jiuying was seen taking a deep breath, biting the red rope and making three countdowns.

As his words fell, Azan in front of him cooperatively let go of the palm that was pressing on Lin Jiuying's stomach, and at the same time, Ahao who was on the side also took the opportunity to paste the prepared talisman paper on Lin Jiuying's stomach.

"Hmm~"

The moment Azan let go of his palm, the sharp pain from his stomach made Lin Jiuying's expression of biting the red rope subconsciously distorted, and even the movements of his hands were deformed a little.

But fortunately, Ah Hao's reaction was not slow. As the talisman paper was pasted, Lin Jiuying's original painful expression recovered a little.

Taking advantage of the severe pain in his stomach subsided, he immediately began to pull his thumb and index finger, which were bound by the red string, to pull them in little by little.

Lin Jiuying pulled back very slowly, as if an invisible arm was pulling his fingers in front of him.And in line with Lin Jiuying's movements, the surface of the talisman on his stomach seemed to have only been damaged, as if he was bearing some kind of price for him.

……

"Ok?"

in the basement.

The expression on Tatu's face changed suddenly after taking off his clothes, revealing his bony upper body.

He could feel that the glass drop he lowered was hindered in some way.

Feeling so far, the lowering master didn't hesitate at all, grabbed the bloody piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth again, then pressed his hands on his shriveled stomach, and finally began to mutter and rub it.

With this move of the head-subduing master, the invisible palm on the calm stomach appeared again immediately, and began to struggle violently. In the struggle of the palm, Tatu's gloomy face could not help showing With a painful expression, it is obvious that the method of using the glass drop is not easy even for the head drop master himself.

(End of this chapter)