The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Grabbing the woven gold skirt, Cen Jin was under tremendous pressure, and the strange gaze from Gao Dan made his whole body tremble.

"Please... bless me."

After saying this, Cen Jin couldn't say anything more.

The vocal cords seemed to be severed, and he couldn't utter a word, while the things in the copper coffin stood before his eyes, motionless.

Suddenly, Cen Jin found himself lifting his upper body uncontrollably, changing from prostrate to a kneeling posture, looking straight at the dangerous waist and crotch, looking at the strange pattern embroidered on the black robe, the pattern is not obvious, close Only by looking can you find the dark lines woven by gold threads.

This dark pattern is a bit like a different text, and if you stare at it for a long time, you will feel dizzy, as if the dark pattern has come to life.

Cen Jin blinked, looked away, and stared at Gao Dan's strange hand hanging by his side. The skin was still pale, the fingers were long, the joints were distinct, and the blue blood vessels extended from the finger joints to the radius. The radius protruded and was half covered by the sleeve .

A red string was stuck under the radius, and a strangely shaped silver ornament was tied to the red string.

That hand was raised, stretched out, and pressed against his cheek, the cold touch made Cen Jin shiver.

What does it want to do?

Cen Jin squeezed this question out of his chaotic mind, wouldn't he be really moved by his 'confession' just now?

Has it not heard the bible?

There is a small church opposite Cen Jin’s junior high school. The old pastor in it goes to the school gate every day to preach, catches people to read the Bible, and the most he can say is the sentence he blurted out just now.

Just now my mind was blank, and I didn't know what was going on, but this sentence from the Bible psalm floated in my mind, so I read it without thinking.

Didn't expect it to actually work!

At this time, Gao Danwei stretched out his other hand, and put both hands on Cen Jin's face. If it wasn't for the strange situation and the big difference in their identities, this gesture would really be like warming hands with milk tea.

Suddenly, high-risk and weird fingers inserted into Cen Jin's temple, as easy as inserting tender tofu!

Cen Jin's pupils constricted sharply, and his fear constantly stimulated the secretion of adrenaline. His brain told him to run quickly, but his body froze in place like a pious knight accepting the coronation of the Pope.

Suddenly, Cen Jin's viewing angle changed suddenly, from the original 124-degree viewing angle to a 360-degree stereoscopic viewing angle, and he could even clearly see that the hands inserted into his brain were stirring the brain area.

This feeling is very novel, but watching my brain being randomly stirred like tofu flower is not very enjoyable.

Immediately thereafter was a wonderful chanting sound, and strange ancient words penetrated into the brain along with the sound of horns, bells and drums. It was magnificent, solemn, sacred and magnificent, as if participating in a grand and grand sacrifice.

Many shattered images flashed through my mind. For a while, it was a flaming altar, for a while it was an unpredictable and grotesque cult, and for a while it fell into boundless chaos.

When Cen Jin was in a daze, a call suddenly exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt, causing him to fall backwards and fall to the ground. Subconsciously, when he raised his head, he happened to look directly at the dangerous and strange face coming out of the copper coffin.

The indescribable appearance, the beauty that transcends the distinction of human gender, is more like the appearance of gods that only exist in literature and art descriptions throughout the ages, but without the solemnity of Buddha, and without the immortal demeanor of gods, but unspeakably weird and evil.

This is a high-risk monster with a perfect human appearance!

He looked at Cen Jin expressionlessly, without any emotion in his eyes, "Cen Jin."

Cen Jin was startled when he called his name, subconsciously responded: "I am."

Can you speak?

Gao Dan stared at Cen Jin strangely, his eyes were silvery white, like flowing moonlight, but his pupils were two black rings nested inside each other, very weird.

"First meeting, hello."

The unexpectedly friendly attitude made Cen Jin feel horrified.

"You can call me..." He thought for a while and said, "Ding Yiqing."

This thing has a name?Give yourself a name like a human? !

"You have a lot of doubts in your mind, but it's not suitable for you to know too much at the moment."

"Why?" Cen Jin couldn't help asking, he felt that Gao Dan's attitude towards him was inexplicably friendly and kind.

"Your brain will go crazy because it can't process large and complex information."

The danger is high and weird... Ding Yiqing held Cen Jin's wrist and led him into the wooden house. The copper bell head was safely hung on the top of the door, and he only cast a shocking glance when Cen Jin passed by.

"What did you just do to my brain?"

"Modify it a little, otherwise you wouldn't be able to hear me."

"Is this the underworld or hell?"

"In human literature, this place is called Huangquan, the entrance to hell. There are also literatures that describe it as hell. To me, it is just a tomb."

"Are those corpses forced to be buried?"

"It's a sealed coffin." Ding Yiqing said lightly.

"What do you mean?"

Ding Yiqing did not answer this question, but changed the subject: "What do you think of foreign objects?"

A foreign object interviewed him about his views on foreign objects, just like someone interviewed an ant about his views on human beings. It is hard to say that he is not a maverick lunatic.

"I don't have any opinion." Cen Jin said honestly, "It has nothing to do with me."

The signals of the arrival of the new world are everywhere, but they are still far away from ordinary people. He believes that the government will build a safe city for ordinary people to continue to live, while foreign objects, gods and supernatural beings are like the world's top capitalists, scientists and politicians participating in the process. War by a third country.

Although ordinary people can get news from countless channels, and even watch videos of firefights, the actual distance is far away.

Ding Yiqing looked at him steadily, and looked away after a while: "...you are the first believer I met when I woke up. Is there anything you want? For example, money and power, such as the extraordinary power of immortality."

"I know there's no reality like Aladdin's lamp, or the genie in a bottle—"

"What do you want to say?"

"Although the devil is due to a lack of IQ, they are all willing to help others without asking for anything in return, but in reality they only pay attention to equal exchange."

Ding Yiqing smiled.

Originally a very dazzling appearance, a smile is even more unbelievable, but Cen Jin's brain has been remodeled, and all the weird and evil emotions that he felt when looking at his face before disappeared, leaving only unparalleled amazement.

"clever."

Cen Jin was expressionless, thank you, but he couldn't be happy.

"Barter, but I don't want much."

"The last person who said this to me has already gone in because he betrayed the working class." The dog forced his colleagues to secretly report in an attempt to undermine the demands of the workers in the whole factory for a wage increase, and the factory had not raised wages for five years.

Dogs force colleagues to be promoted and raise their salaries. They often say to underage workers such as Cen Jin, "I don't ask for much."

Cen Jin reported it.

So don't think he doesn't understand the sinister heart behind the phrase 'I don't want much'.

"I'm different, I pursue a fair deal, and I like your confession. Warm, Chicheng, I can feel your heart." Ding Yiqing put his palm on Cen Jin's heart, "I will listen anytime, as long as you pray. As the discount I give to the first believer and the first human tenant, as long as your prayer is sweet enough, I will discount it as appropriate."

... Confess with all your strength and pray for blessings.To get the degree of favor you need, you have to give how much enthusiasm you have.

"May I ask what the first thing in 'bartering' refers to?"

"Your soul and body belong to me."

"Let's talk next time when we have time."

Ding Yiqing's smile was faint, his eyes were right and wrong, and he never moved away from Cen Jin: "We will see you again soon."

Neuropathy.Cen Jin scolded in his heart, although he didn't know why Ding Yiqing didn't directly take away his soul (if there is such a thing) and body, but there should be some restrictions, for example, he must get his approval.

He got up and took a few steps towards the wooden door, then turned around and asked, "How do I leave?"

"Just step out the door."

so easy?Cen Jin looked at the water tomb whose door looked like an ancient bronze city. At this moment, he still clearly felt the dangerous and strange sight behind him sticking firmly to his back, like a gangrene, calm, indifferent but extremely mysterious and evil.

The prompt for locating the watch is 'Pray for God's favor', the copper bell head says that only the gods have extraordinary skills, and the highest level of weirdness is called 'God'.

The Sihai Grotto, no-man's restricted zone, is not a level-[-] high-risk, but a higher level of 'Mie Shi'.

Ding Yiqing is not high-risk and weird, but a god!

The first rule of the school motto of the University of Michigan: the gods cannot be trusted.

Cen Jin pursed his lips tightly, his heart was so nervous that he was about to explode, but he walked towards the door of the hut step by step calmly on the surface.

**

The spiritual pollution with a rapidly expanding index reached a small peak and erupted without warning. The water film covering the 350-meter deep lake instantly appeared hundreds of cracks when it was impacted.

The water film is in danger, and it won't last long.

Shi Shahai's face was livid, extremely ugly.

He originally thought that the water film could at least block the mental pollution that erupted at the highest peak, but he obviously miscalculated, and couldn't even withstand the shock of the small peak just now.

And at this moment, he is too weak to separate himself, so he can't get away with one blow.

What's worse is that after the outbreak of the small peak of mental pollution, the dead in the rock burial pit have a tendency to wake up!

There are tens of thousands of corpses on the rock wall of the entire deep lake, which is the closest to the underground reservoir, and the pollution is the most serious. If it is successfully polluted, it may become a dangerous foreign object above the second level.

If tens of thousands of second-level dangerous foreign objects are dispatched, it will be a disaster for the 1000 million population of Xinhai City.

Such a powerful and terrifying spiritual pollution is more than a level four high-risk level!

The organization is absolutely wrong in surveying!

Shichahai stood firm in place, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "Atharva Veda, disaster relief!"

The ten-centimeter lake water gathered and compressed again, forming a jelly-like water film, which was extremely firm and tough, and slowly covered the rock burial pit within 200 meters.

He used the energy-intensive supernatural technique twice, causing the ten brakes and the seven orifices to bleed, but he still persisted because there were 1000 million lives behind him.

At the same time, the examiner who was running wildly in the cave was the first to notice something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Stop! Squat down!"

With one instruction and one movement, the candidates all squatted down, and in the darkness they heard the sound of their hearts beating violently.

Eleven examiners quickly formed a circle and protected the examinee in the middle. Then they opened the black box they carried with them, dug out the equipment skillfully disassembled and assembled, and formed a closed black room in a few seconds.

The red leather jacket touched the black equipment above the head, and it felt cold to the touch, like a metal material.

"what is this?"

"Lead-zinc-antimony alloy, a new type of superconducting material processed and synthesized in a microgravity environment, has been tested and found to have a good effect on blocking foreign matter and mental pollution. It can be folded and disassembled, and it is very convenient to use."

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt a hurricane-like battle cry roaring past, even though they were hiding in the special superconducting material, they still felt lingering fear.It lasted for about 3 minutes, the cave returned to calm, and the examiner opened the metal equipment and put it back into the black box.

"Let's go."

Huang Jiang asked: "Since this alloy can block the spiritual pollution of foreign objects, why not surround the Four Seas Cave?"

"It is difficult to smelt. This high-performance alloy material can only be smelted successfully in the special microgravity environment of the space station. The quantity is not large, and only a few countries with space stations can have it."

"Understood." Huang Jiang nodded.

In fact, there are also powerful superhumans who can block mental pollution manually, but there are too few such strong people, and generally they will not waste their abilities like this, and superhumans will get tired sometimes. On the other hand, special alloy materials are not tired, can be replaced, It can improve production and recycling, so institutions often choose alloy materials to block the mental pollution of foreign objects.

This is the new world that is about to kick off in front of the earth's 70 billion population, a future where extraordinary skills and technology collide.

More than 20 people continued to run. Just when the dim light in the distance pierced the darkness and was about to touch the exit, a loud "bang" came from behind itself. The water splashed up to three meters high, the cave shook, and the gravel rustled down. Dozens of white shadows rushed towards them like dumplings, crawling over from rock walls, cave roofs, river surfaces and banks, very fast and with clear targets, attacking the crowd.

The crowd was in chaos for a while, the examiner was protecting the unarmed freshmen while dealing with the strangely fast white shadows. However, they were also reserve soldiers who had not graduated long ago, so they were more than enough to deal with foreign objects of the level of forest guards and faceless girls, but these white shadows were difficult to deal with. There are also ridiculously large numbers.

Huang Jiang and the red leather jacket took over the examiner's short blade to help stop Shiro Shadow's attack. After several stops, they found that Shiro Shadow only attacked the wounded and bleeding students, so they asked them to cover the wound and wash off the blood.

However, the freshman mentally broke his defenses, becoming more and more flustered, and instead tore open the wound, bleeding profusely, Bai Ying was stimulated and became more restless, not afraid of the attack of death.

The row of white shadows in the front was directly blasted in half by the large-caliber rifle, and the ground was covered with minced meat. The stinky blood fell into the river and spread rapidly.

The mouth of the snail's tongue is split open, and the impact is so great that the examinee screams madly: "Help!!"

Three white shadows tore at him, and the next moment two were headshot, and one was cut in half by the short blade of the red leather coat, but the examinee's arms were boneless, and he was completely unable to move under the fear and pain. .

The red leather jacket supported him, and as a result, both of them became the targets of Shiro Shadow's attack.

At this time, a candidate didn't pay attention, and was dragged to the top of the cave by a white shadow, crying "help me", his clothes were torn, and his back was mottled.

The examiner's artillery fire concentrated around the candidate, trying to kill the group of white shadows, but they were not afraid of pain or death, and quickly overwhelmed the candidate.

Hearing the candidate's screams, the examiner gritted his teeth: "Fuck!"

Huang Jiang, who always kept a calm observation, suddenly said: "There is a blood thread on Baiying's neck that is connected to the corpse in the river. It controls Baiying to hunt for prey! How about focusing the artillery fire on the corpse in the river?"

When the examiners heard this, they took a closer look and found that there was indeed a thread of blood on Baiying's neck connected to the corpse, so they all concentrated their fierce firepower on the corpse in the river. The thing seemed to sense the danger and manipulated Baiying to crawl Go back and stack into thick walls.

Two people ran to pick up the examinee who fell into the river, and found that there was still a breath of breath on his back.

The rapid firepower in front of him concentrated on the corpses in the river for nearly 4 minutes, and the white shadows were layered one after another. It was impossible to know how many white shadows were controlled by the foreign objects in the dark river, and the firepower and equipment were running out, so they couldn't last long.

The examiner roared: "Candidates go first! Hurry up!!"

The examinee hesitated, but Huang Jiang couldn't bear it, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

Four of the eleven candidates lost their ability to move, and the others either carried or carried them on their backs, and ran to the position of the light with all their strength.

An examiner ran out of firepower, and when he lowered his head to replenish, he was dragged into the water by a white shadow crawling on the shore, and several white shadows got in. The next moment, the water was covered with blood, and only a hat floated up.

When the other examiners saw this, their eyes were red.

"Fuck the monster! Come on—"

Crazy strafing, rapid firepower, the remains of white shadows densely covering the surface of the underground river, the examiner with no bones left and the blood-stained underground river, layer after layer of white shadows peeled off, gradually revealing the deep red transparent flesh membrane inside.

Bang, bang bang bang.

"Concentrate the firepower on the crimson flesh membrane, there must be a nest of foreign objects! Brothers, work harder and flush it into a hornet's nest!"

Da da da... dense gunfire, bang bang bang... the louder and louder heartbeat gradually filled the long tunnel of the cave, in sync with everyone's breathing, running pace and sound of firepower.

The firepower gradually weakened until it disappeared, Shirai Shadow did not move.

The examiners stopped attacking, staring at the crimson flesh, feeling ominous in their hearts.

"These white shadows have been feeding back the monsters in the flesh?"

"It's definitely a dangerous foreign object above level [-]. Such fierce firepower can't leave a mark on the meat membrane!"

"This sound is a bit familiar, like fetal movement... No, the thing inside is about to be born!"

After speaking, the examiners who were still alive turned around and fled at the same time, while the examinees were ten meters away from the entrance of the cave, hope was imminent.

But I heard 'thorns', such as the sound of tearing cloth, loud heartbeat, and the frequency became faster and faster, creating echoes in the cave, and then the river boiled, gravel fell like rain, followed by dense 'thorns' ’, one after another, one sound, suddenly stopped, and suddenly burst out——

"Wow--"

The baby cried and exploded, and through the amplification of the natural broadcasting in the tunnel, it yelled endlessly, making people desperate.

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The author has something to say:

Ding Yiqing: I was moved by the heartfelt confession.

Huangmao Sangbian: Copy it.masterpiece.