Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 152 Desert Rescue
When Liu Yonglu and his cheap uncle were playing tricks, what was Mili Tang doing? She was breaking the forbidden spell in the secret door of the storage room...

In fact, she saw the diary as soon as she entered the room. It was clearly placed on the table in the middle of the dark room.

This darkroom is not small, as big as an ordinary bedroom, and it is filled with furniture, decorations and rag dolls. It can be seen that it is a girl's room.

The bedsheets and lampshades were covered with spider webs, and a large dressing mirror was leaning against the corner. The mirror surface was corroded and stained due to its age, and only a vague human figure could be seen. If an ordinary person rashly entered, he would be scared to death.

But who is Millie Tang? A professor at the University of Michigan, a mystic scholar from a family of witches. She just carefully brushed aside the spider webs with her hands and took a look at the decorations to judge their approximate age. Judging from the carvings around the furniture, it should be the style popular in Moses Sad 500 years ago.

There was a hexagram-shaped magic circle on the floor in the very center of the dark room, and ritual items such as stones were placed around it. However, like the furniture, both the paint pattern of the magic circle and the stones looked very old.

Logically speaking, wouldn't it be enough for Millie Tang to just ignore the magic circle and go around to get the diary?

No, she had to touch it. It wasn't Millie Tang's fault. She didn't have Liu Yonglu's problem of being impatient. It was the phantom mask on her face that was causing trouble. It was really the mask that made her successful and also the mask that made her fail. Now Millie Tang was completely unaware that she was wearing it, but its influence was real.

Under the effect of the mask, Millie Tang could clearly feel the surge of the distant and profound power in the magic circle. This created an illusion for Millie Tang that she could only get the diary by touching the magic circle in front of her and adjusting it to the correct position.

Sure enough, with Millie Tang's skillful operation, the ritual took effect, but this was not a good thing. The small pieces of soil that were originally scattered around the magic circle suddenly trembled, flew into the air, and combined into a small clay statue in the center of the magic circle.

The sculpture was a strange one, with the wings of a vulture and the body of a hyena. The claws and pincers protruded from the forelimbs in a very unnatural way, as if a poor artist had added them later. On the body of the creeping beast grew a human-like head with blurred features and a triple crown on its head.

"The faceless god!"

Millie Tang exclaimed inwardly, she had seen this thing in the library of the University of Michigan. What she saw in front of her now should be just a projection, summoned by the god communication technique of the magic circle.

The moment the clay sculpture appeared, Millie Tang felt the air around her suddenly become dry. Looking around, there was no dark room at all; it was clearly an endless desert ravaged by strong winds.

And in the center of the desert, there lies a huge primitive statue, which looks exactly like a clay sculpture.

If an ordinary person triggered a forbidden spell, he would be dead, but Millie Tang remained calm. This was just a forbidden spell, and what was in front of her was just a projection. Her bag was rich in occult materials, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to get out if she really wanted to.

There are three ways to get out of this forbidden spell. The first is to face the Faceless God directly and solve it with force, but Milly Tang couldn't think of anyone in the world who could do this.

The second one is to challenge the ancient wisdom of the profound mystery of the Faceless, answer its questions, and leave it speechless with your questions. This is more difficult than the first one, and even Millie Tang, who is knowledgeable about history and modern times, dare not try it.

Third, since there is a contact spell, there is a binding spell. The forbidden spell that binds the Faceless God is called the Authority of Sand. With the materials that Millie Tang currently has and her experience, it is not difficult to spend more effort.

So Millie Tang immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and started fiddling with the materials needed for the spell.

But even though there was a solution, Mili Tang was still anxious and her hands kept moving. Why? Because she knew that the time was up, and if she didn't go back within two hours, Xiaohu would wake up Liu Yonglu to find her.

Now that this forbidden spell has been opened through the magic circle, anyone who enters this dark room will be pulled into the desert dream of the Faceless God.

Liu Yonglu didn't know any binding techniques. If he took a step forward, he would be dead. So he was actually racing against time. He had to send the projection of the god in front of him back before Liu Yonglu found him.

What is Liu Yonglu doing at this moment?

He was strolling towards the storage room. Although Rojo gave him two options, Liu Yonglu would definitely go to the storage room first.

Why? Second Aunt went back to her parents' home alone, around one in the middle of the night, and knocked on the door and entered the house alone. At her age, and at my age, people have two tongues, and they use them anyway. Their tongues can kill people. If someone can talk but can't listen, I can't wash myself clean even if I jump into the Yellow River.

I have to take care of this! Liu Yonglu rubbed his face and thought about it. Don't change your mind or the storage room.

He really hit upon the right opportunity. Millie Tang had not restored the layout of the storage room to its original place, and Liu Yonglu saw the secret door behind the dressing table at a glance.

Without thinking, he pushed the door open, bent down and went in.

But as soon as he entered the house, Liu Yonglu spat out two mouthfuls of sand, "Puh, puh, puh!"

I didn't expect that there was a different world in the small house. How could there be a sandstorm? Liu Yonglu was not panicked, but felt very beautiful. He really found the feeling of riding a bicycle to work in Tianjin in spring. Looking down at his feet, there was nothing but sand. After walking a few steps, the sand filled the holes in his shoes.

Liu Yonglu also had an idea. He took off his two slippers and stuffed them into his pockets. He walked forward barefoot, shouting as he walked:

"Mi Li'er! Mi Li'er!"

The sandstorm was so strong that Liu Yonglu covered his face with the sleeves of his coat for fear of being blinded. But as he walked, he saw a large stone pillar in front of him.

Walking barefoot in the desert was too tiring. Liu Yonglu leaned against a stone pillar to catch his breath, not noticing that the huge stone statue above his head, wearing a crown and without any facial features, had lowered its head slightly and was just looking at him.

"Snapped!"

A small fallen stone hit Liu Yonglu's head.

"What kind of character is this! Don't you know that littering is not allowed in the neighborhood? Even if you are Venus, you can't do that!"

Liu Yonglu had just made a few words when he looked up through the yellow sand and saw an oversized faceless stone statue head looking down at him!

"I'll fuck you!"

No matter how angry Liu Yonglu was, he didn't dare to show it. He quickly jumped away from the other person's feet, then turned around and ran away.

A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. Even a bachelor like Sanqingzi from Tianjin cannot fight against a big stone pillar.

While running, Liu Yonglu was thinking about countermeasures. Black stone? This is definitely not possible. The strong wind is blowing and it is whistling. Besides, the stone head must be at least four or five stories high. Even if I smash the black stone myself, the toad can't get out.

Bookmark? I turn into a needle and poke BK? That's not soap music.

Liu Yonglu ran several hundred meters without any idea, and looked back to see if the pursuers had caught up with him! It didn't matter that he looked back, because the scene behind him almost made Liu Yonglu fall to the ground.

The giant didn't move at all, still lying behind him. The two men were still as far apart as they were just now.

"Old BK, what are you thinking about! Let's draw a line and have a fight! I'm going to shave your prickly head today."

Liu Yonglu meant that we should fight with words instead of physical force, but he didn't expect that the giant statue was so obedient.

"Do you want to trade ancient wisdom?"

The giant statue had no movable mouth, but its voice was as loud as a bell and was clearly heard by Liu Yonglu.

"How about we exchange? Let's form a study group?"

"I ask you a riddle and you tell me the answer. You ask me another one and I answer you.

If anyone can't answer, annihilate!"

"What if you can't answer any of them?"

"Then ask again."

"Okay, you dare to play lantern riddles with a crosstalk performer, you are asking for trouble!"

Today's three chapters are quite interesting and contain a lot of information. The fog begins to dissipate slowly, but what is the truth? How should Shi Weitian and his group deal with it? Please stay tuned for the analysis tomorrow.

Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Have you eaten mooncakes yet? Eat them quickly. If you can’t finish them, you should take them to work as breakfast after the festival!

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