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After asking around, only Shengfeng could see this thing.

Many people present at the time witnessed the explosion. They first heard a crackling sound, followed by a loud noise. The source of the two explosions was clearly the roof of the teaching building.

But after the personnel climbed up with the help of the ladder, what they saw was an empty rooftop without even a trace of the explosion.

Xie Bi'an frowned slightly, looked sideways at Fan Wujiu behind him, and then asked Sheng Feng, "Team Leader Sheng, can you describe to me what you saw?"

Sheng Feng stared at the huge pattern, copied a discarded steel bar placed on the roof, and wrote and scratched on the ground: "It is a very large pattern, and the area is about from where we stand to the edge of the roof. The lines of the pattern are messy, as if scorched by fire."

After he finished speaking, he dropped the steel bar in his hand, and a zoomed-in identical pattern was displayed in front of everyone.

The arc contains some chaotic lines, one after another closely next to each other, without any sequence at all.

Sheng Feng took a few steps back, and the strange pattern seemed to have changed a little. As for what it looked like, Sheng Feng felt a little nervous.

Like a giant open eye.

Xie Bi'an looked at the pattern and remained silent for a long time, Fan Wujiu said expressionlessly from the side: "It's Shifangmu."

Hearing this familiar term, Sheng Feng was slightly surprised.

He couldn't be more familiar with Shifangmu. The first case he participated in after he passed the national security test and became a regular member was Shifangmu. Although he was doing marginal work at the time, he was still impressed enough.

Shifangmu used to be a rather secretive organization among the three evil ways. It has existed for more than a hundred years. They love to recruit all kinds of villains to join them. Ancient witchcraft, curses, and inhumane punishments are all used to the extreme by them.

Later, the government decided to eliminate Shifangmu, and Guoan, as a partner, also participated in the suppression of some branches.

Xie Bi'an sighed: "This is the shroud formation of the Ten Directions. The missing people should be dragged into the formation by force. To save people, we must enter the formation, but once we enter the formation, things are out of our control."

Fan Wujiu: "This matter involves Shifangmu, so it should be discussed in the long run."

Sheng Feng turned his head to look at the school gate. The child's parents were looking into the school yard with their heads stretched out. At this moment, no one cared about the dirt on the ground. They sat on the ground, looking forward to a hope.

Sheng Feng said firmly: "There are more than 2000 people, and the shroud formation is stagnant. The living people can't stay in it for too long. I'm afraid we can't make a long-term plan. We must enter the formation tonight."

Xie Bi'an silently nodded: "It's fine to join the battle, but we need someone to support us outside, just in case something happens."

Xiao Mayfly's petite stature is not suitable for being with Sheng Feng. She took the initiative to stay outside the formation and wait for support. Fake priests.

Wu Wenyan was a glib person at first, and seemed to be very unreliable in his work. Before that, he had been walking around the streets and setting up fortune-telling stalls for a living. Later, because of affecting the appearance of the city and propagating superstition, he was arrested several times by the urban management, and he applied for the job when he had no way out. national security.

Wu Wenyan has no stage fright, and he looks confident when he is called into the battle. His formation is much better than Sheng Feng's, and there is a certain reason for him to join the battle at Sheng Feng.

Xie Bi'an took out a red thread from his pocket, a very ordinary-looking red thread, and he split it into five strands nimbly with his fingers.

Xie Bi'an: "The range of the shrouded formation is not large. In order to ensure that we can leave the formation safely, everyone must tie a red line on their hands. Don't take the red thread off your hands, it's going to be tricky getting caught in the fog of the shroud."

As he spoke, he crushed the tops of the five strands of red thread into one and handed it to Tian Nan Di Bei who stayed outside.

Xie Bi'an: "The red thread is tied, don't let go."

The world turned into a human form, and the thin red thread was tied to his wrist.

Sheng Feng led Xie Bi'an to the eyeball of the giant eye on the ground. Seeing that Xie Bi'an gently grasped sideways with one hand, he held a mourning stick in his hand out of thin air. He did not know what spell he was silently chanting, and the mourning stick hit the ground three times , the eyeball immediately exploded a crack.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xie Bi'an jumped down.

Fan Wujiu: "The passage of the shroud formation will be closed for only one minute, jump quickly!"

The four of Sheng Feng jumped into the crack almost at the same time. After about half a minute of free fall, Sheng Feng fell hard to the ground.

There is thick fog all around, except for the feet, the rest is really unclear. Only the red line on the wrist can give people some sense of direction.

Sheng Feng groped, and his arm touched a cold iron railing. He walked slowly along the only railing. In the extreme silence, he could even hear his own heartbeat clearly. .

After walking about two or three steps, he felt that the railing was inexplicably familiar. He moved a few steps to the right, getting closer to the railing, and brushing away the fog in front of him with his hands, an iron railing came into view.

Isn't this the same as the railing in the school?

Suddenly, a pair of cold hands rested on Sheng Feng's shoulders. Sheng Feng reacted almost in the next second and punched back, but was caught firmly.

It was Fan Wujiu who still had a poker face, and now he was in the usual ferry suit, with a terrifying seductive rope tied around his wrist and waist.

Sheng Feng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and his posture relaxed a lot when he stood up, thinking that my brother would not take you so scary.

Fan Wujiu: "Group Leader Sheng, have you seen my brother?"

Sheng Feng rolled his big eyes in his heart, and secretly slandered that sometimes rumors from the underworld are not untrue, and finally he replied: "I didn't see it, this shroud array should be separated by fog. opened."

Fan Wujiu was silent for a while, then said lightly, "Come with me."

Sheng Feng had no right to refuse at all, so he could only follow Fan Wujiu in one direction in the thick fog. He didn't know how Fan Wujiu remembered the position. Anyway, when Fan Wujiu stopped, Sheng Feng Feng vaguely saw a classroom.

From the glass window of the classroom, a few students sitting in a corner could be seen inside.

Sheng Feng hurriedly ran to open the door, but unexpectedly the door was firmly locked from the inside, so he knocked on the window and shouted inside: "We are national security personnel, here to rescue you, open the door!"

Several students seemed to have been frightened to varying degrees. They were pale and still huddled in a corner, not daring to move. Only a female teacher with long disheveled hair slowly stood up from the ground and asked tremblingly, "Are you...really? came to save us?"

Sheng Feng took out his ID from his coat pocket and handed it to the female teacher in the classroom through the glass window of the school.

The female teacher's reaction was obviously a lot slower, and she opened the door tremblingly after reading the certificate. It may be that her hands were shaking constantly, and a simple lock was opened after 2 minutes.

There was very little steaming fog in the classroom, Fan Wujiu consciously covered the seductive rope on his waist with his robe, followed Sheng Feng into the door, and gently closed the door.

Sheng Feng noticed that this classroom was much bigger than he had imagined. What they saw through the glass window just now was just the tip of the iceberg. There were about 50 students in the entire classroom, plus two teachers.

Female teacher: "Rescue first... let's rescue the students first, many of them are already in a coma now, and they can't wake up no matter how much they scream!"

Fan Wujiu felt the pulse of all the unconscious students in the classroom silently, and whispered to Sheng Feng: "The shroud array picks up yang to nourish yin. I checked their pulse, but they seem to have nothing. They must be sent out of the array immediately."

Sheng Feng nodded acquiescingly, and said to the female teacher: "Please also ask the teacher to help us organize the students. If they are unconscious, let their classmates help memorize them. We will go out twice for fifty people."

On the first trip, Fan Wujiu took the lead, and Sheng Feng followed at the tail of the team to avoid students falling behind. They walked slowly along the direction of the red line. The shroud formation itself is not big, so as long as the direction is correct, it is easy to get out of the formation.

When they arrived at the crack, they found that Xie Bi'an and Wu Wenyan had already sent two groups of people out, and the paper married woman had been following the tail of the group to help carry them, and hundreds of students had already left the battle safely.

Xie Bi'an kept furrowing his brows, Sheng Feng couldn't help asking: "Did you find anything?"

Xie Bi'an shook his head: "No, we found a lot of people and scattered them in various classrooms. It's only a matter of time before we send more than 2000 people out, but the more so, the more uneasy I become."

Sheng Feng also felt that something was wrong. First, the Tianshu ghost scroll was stolen, Shifangmu appeared in the world, and then the living people were trapped in the shrouded corpse formation. No movie was found.

This must have been too smooth.

Even though I think so, I still have to put these mysteries in my mind first, and the most important thing is to save all the teachers and students.

Since Xie Bi'an's last classroom was far away, Fan Wujiu switched places with Wu Wenyan, and Wu Wenyan followed Sheng Feng to the close classroom for the second transfer.

The students were very obedient and lined up quietly, with Sheng Feng still at the end of the line.

In fact, Sheng Feng was still a little worried about Wu Wenyan, fearing that he, an unreliable person, would not be able to remember the way and lead the whole team astray. Fortunately, with Xie Bi'an's red line, the general direction would never be wrong.

The female teacher also followed at the end of the line: "Thank you very much for saving people this time. At that time, there was fog outside the classroom, and we didn't dare to go out. We thought we were going to die here with these children."

Sheng Feng was just about to smile back to her, but before he could say a word stuck in his throat, he heard rustling sounds from the thick mist under his feet.

Sheng Feng shouted: "Wu Wenyan!"

The line was not long, Wu Wenyan stopped immediately, and then the whole line came to a stop. The students looked at Sheng Feng blankly, wondering why he suddenly called to stop—the cracks could already be vaguely seen .

Wu Wenyan subconsciously kept silent, pricked up his ears, and there was a dead silence.

Wu Wenyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, are you too sensitive?"

Sheng Feng clearly felt something passing under his feet just now, but now it suddenly disappeared. Could it be that he was really too nervous?

Wu Wenyan led the team to move forward. The female teacher poked Sheng Feng's shoulder and pointed to a black shadow on the ground: "What is that?"

Sheng Feng turned his head to look, it was where the ground and the mist bordered, a small black shadow curled up there, very close to where they walked, the black shadow did not move, like a stone standing on the ground same as above.

Where did the stone come from for this beautiful teaching building?

Suddenly, Sheng Feng saw the black shadow move visibly to the naked eye. He reacted instantly and pushed the female teacher forward, but he fell to the ground and saw a venomous snake baring its fangs. It landed on the position where the female teacher was standing just now.

"Wu Wenyan! Run!"

Following Sheng Feng's voice, the muffler suddenly seemed to be turned off in the originally silent mist, and the poisonous snake seemed to be spitting out a message right next to his ear.

Wu Wenyan turned sideways to make way for the students who were running forward, made mudras with both hands, and chanted a mantra in his mouth. In an instant, his sleeves fluttered, and a golden formation suddenly appeared on the ground. They flew out one by one.

The distance between Sheng Feng and the team was separated by a wave of poisonous snakes. He took out a yellow talisman and recited a spell silently. The light forced the poisonous snakes to dare not get close.

He moved forward step by step slowly, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a person standing in the thick fog behind him, and he turned around immediately.

There was indeed a person standing there, whose face could not be seen clearly, waved his hands at him strangely, and spoke in an extremely sharp tone.

"Group leader Sheng Fengsheng, I've heard of you for a long time."

The author says:

Stay safe and don't be impatient, the next chapter, Comrade Xiao Shen, will be online soon