Citizen Four [Unlimited Stream]

A group of people discussed and decided to give it a try based on their deduction.

According to the past practice, the Yingong was sprinkled with some fresh blood by five living people, but there was still no change in the surrounding area.

Shang Yang held the Yin Gong in his hand, and imitated it with a very precise rhythm according to the cadaverist's previous knocking method, but under the fiery gaze of the rest of the people, after 15 minutes, nothing happened.

No one doubts the correctness of the murderer, after all Miao Zhuang and the others paid such a high price for this, and the Yin Gong was searched from them.

Could it be that the method of using the murderous thing is wrong?

When Mu Ziqing raised this point, he quickly got the approval of many people.

The man with the stud earrings proposed to ring the Yin gong at the time when the black shadow knocks the gong every night, but it was quickly rejected, because the time would have already passed today, and it would definitely be impossible.

As time went by, everyone's brains were wide open, and they proposed countless possibilities. They tried everything they could, but none of them worked. The World's Big Bad asked whether they should ask Miao to pretend to be them, but the surroundings were silent for a long time, but they were still collectively rejected.

Anxious emotions began to spread, but Dingchiyu was unmoved. He had been observing Samil's corpse, and a fire flashed in his mind, and he suddenly said: "Could it be that we made a mistake about Yin Gong's death?" usage?"

"How to say?" Shang Yang came to Ding Chiyu, and the rest surrounded him.

"Look." Ding Chiyu pointed to the clothes on Samilak's body to Shang Yang: "The clothes on Samilak's body are different from those of the townspeople. I touched it just now, and it seems that a soft armor is covered with a layer of cloth. , Then, when I touched here, I found a depression here." While speaking, Dingchiyu had carefully lifted the fabric of the corpse's soft armor jacket, tore it off with his fingers, and it turned out to be very resilient.

Seeing this, Shang Yang took the folding knife from his belt buckle and handed it over: "Be careful."

"Hmm." Dingchiyu took it in his hand, and cut the fabric along the grain, revealing the soft armor at the heart.

A layer of dull soft armor that looks like skin but not gold, and at the position indicated by Dingchiyu, an obvious circular depression is impressively visible.

"This?!" Even without Ding Chiyu's explanation, Mu Ziqing immediately understood Ding Chiyu's meaning, measured the groove with his hand, and then turned around to measure the Yin Gong in Shang Yang's hand, and found Both are the same size.

"Is this possible? It's too much of a coincidence..." One of the living dead just questioned, but was pushed back by the other: "It's such a time, I have to try if there is even a chance!"

"I'll do it." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand towards Shang Yang.

Knowing that he meant well, Shang Yang handed the Yin Gong to his hand.

The middle-aged man signaled everyone to leave, Ding Chiyu and the five living people had no objection, but the living dead got closer.

The middle-aged people know the little things in their hearts, and they don't say anything, they hold the gong and want to put it down towards the groove.

"Be careful——!" "Swipe! Swipe—!" Shang Yang reminded in time, but it couldn't be faster than the sudden clear voice. The hand stretched out by the middle-aged man was immediately severed from the wrist, and the hand was connected. The yin gongs fell into the sarcophagus together: "Dang bang——!"

"Wow!" Almost at the same time, before the living dead could react, countless sands flew over in an instant, drowning them in place. Chi Yu avoided the sharp edge, but the shirts of the three of them were still cut a few times.

The three of them had just stood still, when a human figure suddenly took shape in the sand, it turned out to be a Miao costume, he held the middle-aged man in his hand with gritted teeth, glared at Shang Yang and said bitterly: "It's your fate!"

Over there, the Hanfu and the little fat man easily suppressed the rest of the deserted living dead, while the Taoist costume picked up the Yin Gong, looking at Samil Lek's corpse with excitement and greed in his eyes: "Boss, I got it!"

"What's the hurry, wait for me to kill them with my own hands first!" The embarrassed Miao costume threw the middle-aged man to the Hanfu. The space is completely occupied, circling and entangled, like a group of mating snakes, the tomb instantly becomes the scene that Dingchiyu saw in his dream before, and the winding living sand covers all the escape routes.

The middle-aged man wanted to fight back, but was easily resolved by the sand snakes around him.

Shang Yang glanced at Mu Ziqing from the corner of his eye, Mu Ziqing's hand had already been stretched into his bosom, and his expression was eager to try.

Before Miao Zhuang could make a move, Shang Yang wet the cut-resistant gloves with water first, pushed him to the ground with his bare hands, and easily broke an arm.

"Well done, no one is allowed to intervene!" Shang Yang's Miao outfit instantly disintegrated and left.

Dingchiyu wanted to take out the water sac to help, but when he stretched out his hand, he realized that the raging sand snake beside him had already torn the water sac, and the remaining water in it might not be enough for Miao to wash their faces.

Dingchiyu threw the water bag away with some annoyance, and touched his body with water-stained hands. Except for the folding knife that Shang Yang hadn't returned just now, the only thing he got was the unknown murderous thing last time. .

Although the jackknife is sharp, but at the moment it is facing these undead who have been deserted at will, its meaning seems to be no different from that of an ear pick. Looking at the nameless, artwork-like monster that was taken out of its pocket: I knew how much it would be. Bring a few water bladders, hey, it would be nice if it could rain immediately.

The palm of the hand holding the murderous thing and the heart of the chest suddenly felt a burning heat, and the feeling gathered in an instant, and went straight to the brain along the arms and neck respectively.

Just as Mu Ziqing was about to strike, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up, he shivered for no reason, and before he finished beating, a heavy rain suddenly fell, drenching all the living sand in the tomb.

"Hurry up and put the murderous thing away!" Mu Ziqing, who was stunned, was yelled at by Shang Yang. He didn't care about what happened to the bloody Dingchiyu in Shang Yang's arms, and quickly ran to Daozhuang. , snatched the yin gong, and pressed it on the groove on the chest of the corpse in the sarcophagus.

The gong and the groove fit perfectly, and the moment the two merged into one, a soft blue light surged up, wrapping Samilha's body completely, and Samilak's originally pale and lifeless face soon became angry. The rough suture marks on the neck were no longer healed, and finally opened his eyes, met Mu Ziqing's gaze, stood up from the sarcophagus, and floated out slowly.

"Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish." Samilak bowed to Mu Ziqing. Just as Mu Ziqing was about to return the salute, Samilah had already drawn his sword in his hand. Amidst the neighing sound, the scattered sand snakes turned into clouds of black smoke, which were completely swallowed by the blue light.

The moment the sand snake disappeared, under everyone's eyes, the blue light gradually expanded, enveloping all the living and undead in the tomb.

Shang Yang was busy trying to stop the bleeding of Dingchiyu. Dingchiyu was quietly nestling in his arms, unable to make a sound even if he wanted to say a word. Shang Yang sensed his meaning from his gaze, and gave him a little After giving way to some space, Dingchiyu saw from his blurred vision that the scenery other than the blue light began to shake gradually.

"You wait for me, after you get out of the blind spot, you are dead!" Although Miao Zhuang and Dao Zhuang were still unable to move, the threat from their mouths never stopped.

Mu Ziqing snorted coldly, and just about to move, Sha Maitreya's faint voice rang in everyone's ears: "Benefactor, please don't be upset, the entanglement in Xizhao Town is over, and Maitreya will never let it be taken to other places .”

Miao pretended to be surprised, and Dingchiyu, whose nosebleeds continued, could clearly see that the living dead people surrounded by the soft blue light also began to turn into black mist and were swallowed by the blue light.

"Impossible?! How could this be?!" Miao Zhuang wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move, and Dao Zhuang and the others only focused on howling like a beast.

"We were deceived..." The Hanfu melted the fastest, and before he finished speaking, the remaining half of his head disappeared under Miaozhuang's gaze.

"Boss, save me..." Dao Zhuang and Little Fatty disappeared in the second wave, and in Miao Zhuang's eyes, their hands seemed to be still reaching out to him.

"I'm going to die? Impossible, impossible—!" Miao pretended to have a ferocious expression, but after yelling, he realized something instantly, and glanced at Shang Yang from the corner of his eye: "Jihu that bastard, it's him..."

Miao Zhuang seemed to be about to say something, but before he finished speaking, the third wave disappeared in the blue light.

"Thank you for saving me. Goodbye." The last middle-aged man who disappeared sincerely thanked Ding Chiyu and the three of them. Ding Chiyu really wanted to respond, but the middle-aged man's voice was still in his ears, but his figure was no longer the same as that of the blue light. into one.