The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

So what is the reason for the abnormality?

Everyone looked at the strange situation in the alley, and couldn't help feeling cold in their hands and feet. For a moment, they couldn't tell whether the temperature of the air conditioner in the car was too low or the fear born from their hearts.

People's fears are all kinds of strange things. The more ordinary and incomprehensible strange things appear in daily life, the more likely to arouse people's fear than facing the world-destroying monsters or ghosts, especially the group effect that occurs in the same kind.

For example, red-skinned frogs kill each other. Compared with the intuitive blood, the highly consistent behavior among groups is the real point of fear for people. Because it is illogical, incomprehensible, and beyond cognition, intense fear erupts.

Now the situation in the alley is a bit like a group behavior.

Yu Wen swallowed in fear: "Have you noticed that their standing postures are the same, and the angle of their heads slightly turned to the right is almost the same. I have a strong hunch that if I take a ruler to measure now, maybe everyone The angle of deflection is the same."

He Xingchun rubbed his arms: "Don't talk so scary."

"No." Huang Jiang: "He's right. There's something wrong with these people. They seem to be looking at a certain direction... What are they looking at?"

Wang Lingxian: "I'll go and have a look." After speaking, he climbed onto the roof of the car, and came back after a while with a strange expression: "They are looking at a scarecrow at the door."

He Xingchun was stunned: "Where is the scarecrow at the door?"

The gate at the end of the long alley is the entrance of Dazhai, which is similar to the Hakka Tulou, in which the ghosts and Gu people from all over the world live, except for defectors.

Using the scarecrow method is a kind of voodoo, but it belongs to heresy in ghosts and witchcraft, and its scientific name is the art of disgust.

The ghosts and Gus don't bother to use them, and they hate scarecrows and dolls in their bones. The reason is that the witchcraft disaster caused by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty affected the ghosts and Gus who were walking outside, so much so that they still hate the technique of disgusting victory. .

Huang Jiang: "I'll go out and have a look too."

He Xingchun: "Let's get out of the car together, and take a detour through the small gate. I don't feel right, don't go there—"

Before the words were finished, except for him and Ding Yiqing, everyone else climbed to the roof of the bus to satisfy their curiosity.

He Xingchun was helpless: "Mr. Ding, are you going out too?"

For some reason, he couldn't say the word 'Classmate Ding' to Ding Yiqing, probably the other party was too mature.

Ding Yiqing smiled, and followed on to the roof of the bus.

He Xingchun: "..." It doesn't feel like it's quite out of place.

The six of them stood on the roof of the car together. Cen Jin squatted down to observe the people in the alley, and found that those who did not hold the banner were holding a bamboo yard the size of chopsticks in their hands, which was not very conspicuous. Come in, some people in the middle are not holding bamboo yards, but more eye-catching straws.

At this time, Wang Lingxian said: "If I make a noise now, will they turn their heads to look at us?"

Huang Jiang: "Try?"

Yu Wen: "I can."

Cen Jin did not express his position, he has always rarely spoken, and others have gotten used to his inactivity.

Ding Yiqing had a gentle smile, exuding an air of 'whatever, don't worry about me as a theatergoer'.

Only He Xingchun turned pale with shock: "I advise you to dispel this dangerous idea! We don't know anything about the current situation, what if they are infected with the 'red frog'? Rush to attract their attention, without any precautions What if I was infected?

You are obedient, report this matter to the police and let the agency handle it. "

Huang Jiang: "Brother Chun, don't forget that due to the short period of cooperation between the organization and the official, there is insufficient manpower, and it is too late to set up too many branches, so there is only one branch under the jurisdiction of the two large provinces + one municipality directly under the Central Government. In order to share the work, we Guigu The clan managed the borders of Bashu and Guizhou, and there was a serious shortage of manpower.

If you call the police, it is tantamount to letting the ghosts and Gu clan handle it, but the elders of the clan and Sister Wulan all went to investigate King Mu's tomb.Apart from the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, I think only me and my enthusiastic classmates can take charge of the overall situation. "

He Xingchun twitched the corner of his mouth, begging Miss Biao's classmates to deny the hat of 'enthusiasm' with expectant eyes.

Wang Lingxian brushed her hair without looking back: "You're welcome."

Yu Wen patted He Xingchun on the shoulder and said cheerfully: "Brother Chun, although we are guests, maintaining the safety and property of the society and the people is a responsibility engraved in our DNA."

He changed the subject and said in a serious tone: "If the three or four hundred people here are really infected with the strange disease of 'red frog', they will soon enter the stage of killing each other, and we are probably the only ones who can save them People, but turn a blind eye, turn around and leave, how can they be worthy of the four hundred lives that died in vain afterwards?"

He Xingchun: "You are likely to be infected."

Wang Lingxian said lightly: "If I am infected, give me a recording pen, and I will record the whole process of the infection, and you can use it for research."

Both Yu Wen and Huang Jiang said they asked to do the same.

He Xingchun was moved.

I took a deep look at the students of JMU and expressed my admiration for their lofty awareness and great spirit of struggle and sacrifice for the people.Young people in their teens and twenties have already shouldered such a heavy burden, even though they are about to face a horrible and hopeless future, thinking of these people standing on the front line, they suddenly feel at ease.

He Xingchun was stunned when he saw the yellow hair squatting on the roof of the car. He didn't expect that the young man who was so depressed also had a great awakening.

Huang Maosangpi was also deeply moved at this time. The protagonists of the future world stage really began to show superhuman courage in the early stages of growth.

Cen Jin, who drew a clear line between himself and the geniuses, did not realize that in the eyes of others, he had been automatically pushed into the camp of frontline heroes.

Yu Wen: "I started—"

Bang!

With a sudden loud noise, Yu Wen kicked out nearly [-] kilograms of force with all his strength, but he only used less than one-tenth of it, and he kicked a hole in the roof of the bus.

He Xingchun wanted to cry but had no tears. His car was the only valuable guy in the company, and he survived the hard times by going out to solicit customers.

Suddenly a card appeared in front of him, He Xingchun looked up, and when he heard Wang Lingxian's words "the limit is 50, is it enough to pay?", he instantly felt the same for the poem "like listening to fairy music, and the ear temporarily understands". He even felt Wang Lingxian's back. Full of lotus.

Cen Jin swallowed, stared blankly at the bank card, and suddenly replaced it with Ding Yiqing's face, which startled him.

Looking intently, it was Ding Yiqing leaning over to stare at him.

Cen looked back and found that other people's attention was on the crowd in the alley, so he breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Ding Yiqing: "Your expression and eyes were full of longing just now, I have never seen it before." He moved closer, his voice seemed to stick to Cen Jin's ears, and said, "Which one of them do you like? Wang Lingxian or Huang Jiang ?”

The 50 card had already been hidden in He Xingchun's pocket, and Cen Jin seemed to lose his vitality, and responded soullessly: "Who do I like, and you can help me chase him?"

Ding Yiqing: "I can help you, as I said, I can satisfy all your wishes, including love, family... Do you like Wang Lingxian? If there is no intervention, he will never fall in love with you, but I can make him pour out his heart and soul love you dearly."

Cen Jin showed a disgusted expression.

Ding Yiqing was stunned for a moment, "Or do you like Huang Jiang? Being with her is indeed in line with your human definition of family happiness, so do you need her love? I guarantee that this will be a step-by-step, perfect heart-pounding journey. "

Cen Jin: "Don't you know that human beings are very complicated? What we want is true love."

Ding Yiqing: "She won't know."

Cen Jin: "But I know."

"Experiencing the truth means that even you can't find it, and you are addicted to it. In the end, you will deny my intervention, denounce my unscrupulous methods, and wish to bite off my throat and eat my flesh and blood, so as to kill my lies. "

Ding Yiqing lowered his eyelids, and the silver-white light flowed out of his eyes, full of true indifference and arrogance.

Cen Jin was curious: "Have you ever done the same thing?"

Ding Yiqing looked at him steadfastly, and smiled after a while and said, "No. But human beings are the best at deceiving themselves and others, and your thoughts are easy to understand, and you can see the end of life at a glance... You understand why there are rumors in folklore that gods control you. The fate of mankind?

It is not about control, but easy to understand, similar, and the speculation under big data will not have too much deviation. "

"Then I don't like Wang Lingxian and Huang Jiang, and I'm not interested in Wen and He Xingchun." Cen Jin paused, and added: "Dear God, your existence has unconsciously raised my standard for lovers."

"You can like it." Ding Yiqing: "What love package do you like? I can customize it exclusively for you."

Cen Jin: "You raised my standards, not mine."

Ding Yiqing was silent for a moment: "I know a few gods, although the relationship is a bit not good, but we can reconnect with each other, you like—"

"I don't like it." Cen Jin quickly interrupted.

Ding Yiqing was not ashamed to ask: "Then what do you like?"

"Money." Before Ding Yiqing opened his mouth, Cen Jin added: "There is no money earned through my own hard-working hands under the action of any strange and weird external force."

"understood."

Ding Yiqing stretched out his index finger and turned Cen Jin's face to the front: "They were attracted by your movement, and they all turned their heads to look. Be careful of their necks, air and body contact will not contaminate them."

"Is this a gift for a good mood or a discount before the package?"

"Don't always think too bad of me." Ding Yiqing said gently: "I just hate them, reminding me of the group of corpses in the reservoir. You get them out of my eyes, and I feel better."

Cen Jin was alert: "The group of corpses in the reservoir are also 'Red Frog' patients?"

Ding Yiqing: "The red frog is what you call it. In our place, it's called 'blind follower'. Simply put, it's a kind of mass hysteria. After all these years, I still only play this trick, waste."

If I'm not mistaken, if Ding Yiqing hadn't forced the corpses in the reservoir to be buried with him, it should be one of the ways to block him.

And the god who blocked him was obviously the Queen Mother of the West.

According to what he said, the red frog is also related to the Queen Mother of the West.

So, how can a god who has been blocked by waste for more than 2000 years have the nerve to criticize others?

Ding Yanqing narrowed his eyes: "What are you thinking?"

Huang Maosang criticizes hypocrisy: "You raise my standard for choosing a spouse. It will be difficult to find a wife in the future. I guess I will be alone for a lifetime."

The tone is perfunctory without cadence.