Go to Kaifeng to be a civil servant

How do people react in extreme panic situations?

With incomplete statistics, there are generally three situations as follows:

First: hysterical screaming;

Second: Roll your eyes and faint;

Third: After screaming hysterically, he rolled his eyes and passed out;

For Jin Qian, none of these three situations are applicable.

scream?

The length of the reflex arc of a certain sixth-rank captain was comparable to the Grand Canal in Kyoto, and when Jin Qian remembered that he was about to scream, his voice was already speechless.

faint?

Please, how big is the roof?What's more, there is also a long-legged Bai Yutang lying down, and the remaining space is obviously not enough for Jinqian to lie on. If he wants to pass out, he must fall headfirst under the carriage, or he will have a concussion and hemiplegia so what.

Therefore, after a long reflex arc of normal work and review of the objective conditions he was in, Jinqian made a very unique and unique way to vent his inner panic: "You, you, what do you want?! Let me tell you, you still owe us a total of 500 taels of snowflake silver for transportation expenses, medical expenses, nursing expenses, and accommodation expenses! We, our size, are also your creditors, so don’t think about messing around!!”

An inappropriate, imposing, inexplicable and deafening cry immediately resounded through the night sky.

"Quack--"

A frightened crow flew into the night sky struggling and neighing.

The young beggar standing in front of Jinqian stared at Jinqian expressionlessly, his dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss, without a gleam of light, if he was not breathing, Jinqian would almost think he was a statue.

Suddenly, the beggar boy blinked his eyelids and slowly raised a hand.

Jin Qian's muscles tensed all of a sudden, and the prevention mechanism was activated in an emergency. He grabbed the medicine bag at his waist and stared at the beggar boy with his eyes. Twice, and then slowly stretched out in front of Jin Qian.

"What, what are you doing?!" Jin Qian shouted, his eyes like copper bells, staring at the empty palms in front of his eyes that were stained with gray.

"No, silver."

A flat voice sounded above Jin Qian's head.

"Eh?"

Jin Qian was startled, and stared blankly at the black-clothed boy who was full of murderous aura, slowly squatting down, stretched out his other hand and spread it in front of Jin Qian, tilted his head slightly, and looked at himself with dark and dull eyes, : "No, silver."

"..."

Jin Qian's face twitched faintly.

Is it our delusion? Our delusion. Illusion. Let it be. Why do you think this guy seems to be acting like a baby and asking for pocket money? !

The young beggar stared at Jin Qian for a long while, seeing that Jin Qian didn't respond, he glanced down at his hands, withdrew his palms and wiped his unclean torn clothes twice, and stretched them out to Jin Qian's eyes.

"No, money, I owe you."

Tsk tsk, it turned out to be on credit...

Hey, what's going on now?

Just when Jin Qian was confused and Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, without any warning, two sinister laughter suddenly came from the air: "Hee hee... Hee hee..."

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

Before Jin Qian could react, the boy who was squatting obediently in front of him suddenly got up, his evil spirit suddenly increased, and he stared blankly into the air.

The next moment, eerie laughter came one after another like waves.

Ghost, ghost ghost? !And again? !

Jin Qian's hair was standing on end, cold sweat was streaming down his back, his narrow eyes were wide open, and he looked around wildly.

"Hee hee..." Suddenly, a laugh sounded behind his ears, and Jin Qian could almost feel the cold wind blowing in his ears and eyes.

The heart stopped instantly, Jin Qian's eyes burst, and he grabbed a handful of ammunition and was about to throw it out.

"Squeak-"

A strange sound followed by a flash of dazzling brilliance on the side of Jin Qian's head, and a woman's scream of "Ah—" came from behind, and the cry quickly disappeared, as if being thrown far away by something .

The overwhelming cold laughter stopped silently.

The whole street was dead silent.

Jin Qian turned around in a daze, but saw a string of blood spots on the ground less than three feet away from the carriage.

What, what's wrong?What happened just now?

"Jin Qian!! What happened?!!"

Zhan Zhao's anxious and hoarse voice came from the carriage.

"Uh... eh? Ah?!" Jin Qian was obviously overly frightened, but he uttered a tone of unknown meaning in his conditioned reflex.

"Jin Qian!!" As Zhan Zhao shouted urgently, the carriage shook violently, as if someone in the carriage wanted to struggle to get up and then fell heavily.

"Master Zhan, are you okay?!" Jin Qian poked his head out and asked.

There was silence in the carriage.

"Master Zhan?!" Jin Qian's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Tsk, didn't the cat faint again? !

Jin Qian yelled in his heart that something was wrong, he wanted to jump off the roof of the car as soon as he moved, but when he moved, his shoulders were suddenly held down.

Jin Qian's back trembled, he turned his head and slowly moved up the hand on his shoulder, and was shocked on the spot.

But under the pale moonlight, the young man was standing with his back to the moon, his black clothes were soaring, his face was as cold as frost, and at some point around his body, there were several dazzling rays of light, sliding faintly, shining like a stream of light, as if the moonlight was condensed, and half of the young man was beautiful. Half of the ugly face reflected a strange beauty.

And when Jin Qian fixed his eyes to distinguish the light wires carefully, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat—that, that, that, that, that was actually made of several steel wires rotating.

Memories that left Jin Qian with a psychological shadow a few months ago suddenly flooded into his mind:

resident Evil!

Killer in black!

The special voice of the tablet, the murderous steel wire weapon! !

The slender eyes staring straight at the black-clothed boy were faintly bloodshot.

This guy is the masked boy who commanded the killer in black before? !

The black-clothed boy looked down at the carriage under his feet, and lightly moved his fingertips. The steel wires shone brightly instantly, the speed of circulation increased suddenly, and the radius of the halo gradually increased, covering Jinqian, Bai Yutang and the carriage together in a dazzling light. Under the flowers, the radiance is shining, like a silkworm chrysalis woven by moonlight.

This, this is this... Is this guy protecting us? !

Jin Qian was so shocked that he almost lost his language function.

"...Destroying Yuexian?!!"

"It's... Mie Yuexian?!"

The empty and cold woman's voice came layer after layer, one after another, with hidden surprises, which aroused waves of echoes in the empty street.

Following the sound, I heard the sound of clothes flapping around me, and in an instant, several white shadows appeared on the roofs on both sides of the street, all of which were covered by long messy hair. A few red eyes flashed, reflecting the pale moonlight, eerie and terrifying.

"Using the moon-killing string... is it a subordinate of the fire ambassador?"

"Why? The Fire Emissary did not participate in this mission—"

Questions came from the mouths of those ghosts.

What?what's going on? !

We seem to have heard something incredible!

Jin Qian stared at her narrow eyes, deeply astonished.

"...that face? Is it Lord Bing Ji?!"

"No, Master Bing Ji has already... that is—"

"Traitor! It's the traitor under Fire Emissary!"

Several ghost shadows let out ear-piercing screams, and the flickering figures suddenly flew straight into the sky, drew several zigzag lines in midair, and charged straight at the carriage.

Jin Qian's eyelids trembled wildly, and he watched these ghosts rushing towards them with surging murderous intent, his face was hurt by the cold yin, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Suddenly, a dazzling ring of light flew out, the sharp wind cut through the air and hissed, the steel string was like a living thing, and instantly wrapped around the neck of a ghost, throwing the white ghost violently, and sprinkled it in the air A string of blood beads.

The rest of the ghosts shrieked sharply, and suddenly changed their shapes. The ghostly ghosts were heavy in shape, flying in circles, overflowing with gloom, and suddenly turned into hundreds of ghosts, densely covering the air, and facing the carriage cover.

The steel wire in the hands of the black-clothed boy was buzzing loudly and whirling fiercely. The brilliance was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.But this time, the steel wire froze at a distance of one foot just before touching the ghost, as if it was fixed by something.

Jin Qian took a closer look and almost screamed.

The steel wire that was invincible just now was caught by the "ghost hand"—no, to be precise, it should be caught by the "ghost claw".

The fingertips of the ghosts all had sharp nails about three inches long, red as if stained with blood, and their armor blades were as sharp as knives, shining faintly under the moonlight.

"Hmph! Mie Yuexian, who has lost his inner strength, is even worse than embroidery thread!"

"Those who betray the master, die!!"

Shouting in unison came out from the crowd of ghosts, but at the same time, the ghost raised its sharp armor and slammed at the steel wire in its hand.

The red light cold blade slashed hard, but after hearing several "thump, thud, thump", the steel wires thrown by the boy in black were all cut off, and fell softly to the ground without a sound.

The black-clothed boy trembled violently, knelt down on one knee, put his hand on his chest, gasped heavily, and beads of sweat rolled down.

"Hey, are you okay?!" Jin Qian hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a trembling voice.

The boy in black suddenly raised his eyes, a glint of light flashed through his silent and dark eyes, and he slapped Jin Qian's shoulder with a slap.

Jin Qian felt a blur in front of his eyes, and was startled that he suddenly flew into the air, and was actually pushed away by the black-clothed boy.And the black-clothed boy followed the force of the slap, and swept across to the other side, dragging the unconscious Bai Yutang in his hand.

Jin Qian was thrown ten feet away before he fell freely and landed on his buttocks.Before Jin Qian yelled twice to mourn his ass that might have fallen into eight petals, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw the heavy ghost shadows like bat swarms, densely surrounding the carriage, the sharp nails of ghost claws stood up high, slashing through the air fiercely, and they were about to smash the carriage into pieces.

Jin Qian's heart tightened suddenly, blood coaxed to the top of his head, and he only had time to call out the word "Zhan" when he saw the carriage burst into pieces as if it had been loaded with explosives, and the sawdust and pieces flew in a mess, like thousands of fierce The swirling hidden weapons shot out in all directions, a group of ghosts screamed wildly, and flew around, the horses pulling the cart neighed and screamed, the flesh and blood were torn apart by the strong wind, the red pulp flew, and they fell to the ground dead with a bang.

Jin Qian sat on the ground stupidly, his mind was blank, he didn't even feel that his cheeks and arms were cut by flying debris, he just stared straight at the original location of the carriage covered by thick smoke.

The billowing smoke and dust covered the sky and the moon, and the strong bloody aura was so strong that it made people sick.

The pain that seemed to have been dug out by a sharp knife a long time ago reappeared, but this time, it was clearly like a formed spider web, tightening tightly, densely strangling Jin Qian's heart.

cat! ! !

Jin Qian clenched his fingers fiercely, got up from the ground with his hands and was about to rush forward, but he just took half a step, but fell to his knees with a plop.Only then did Jin Qian realize that his legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up.

"...Master Zhan...Master Zhan..."

Every time I uttered a word, it was as if my throat had been cut by a knife blade.

Jin Qian scratched the ground with ten fingers, his round eyes glowed red, and his thin body trembled in the bleak night wind.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound in the smoke and dust, which was very clear in the silent night, like the sound of a sword being unsheathed.Suddenly, a long howl broke through the air, but a red shadow broke through the smoke and dust and flew straight into the sky, like a red rainbow, as fast as lightning.

"Master Zhan!!" Jin Qian's heart relaxed, his throat choked up, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

But seeing the Juque Sword's icy and cold disk swirling around Hongying's body, amidst the clanging sound, the wind of the sword flew like lightning, and it had already reached a ghost who had avoided the roof of the street.

The ghost shadow screamed, and the sharp armor struck out with the wind, but the sharp sword on the opposite side flashed sharply, and flashed across the entire roof in an instant, reflecting the bloody light soaring into the sky.

The ghost figure, dressed in white clothes, was soaked in blood, and fell to the ground with a bang, creating a cloud of smoke and dust.

All of this, but in the blink of an eye, the red shadow was like a swimming dragon, rapidly shuttling among the ghost shadows, the sword wind shrouded the sky in red mist, and the blood was pungent.

It was only when the third slashed ghost fell to the ground that Jin Qian recovered from the shock. He jumped up and exclaimed, "Lord Zhan?!"

The red shadow that seemed to be whirling lightning in the air remained unmoved, and was still surrounded by evil spirits, slashing and killing the remaining ghosts ruthlessly.

Not good!Very bad! !

What's with the flustered premonition that you've won a billion-dollar prize and found out that the ticket was flushed down the toilet as toilet paper? !

Jin Qian stared intently at the crimson figure in mid-air who caused a bloody storm, and his heart beat wildly.

No, not right!

The cat has just been detoxified, and it obviously doesn't even have the strength to walk, so why can it show its supernatural power at this time? !And also—

Jin Qian squinted his eyes, and shot all over Zhan Zhao's body.

It seems that the internal strength has greatly increased? !

This is not normal!

unless--

God, can't it be the legendary obsession? ! !

Thinking of this, Jin Qian was startled into a cold sweat, and hurriedly jumped up and shouted: "Master Zhan?! Master Zhan!! You answer me!!"

The shrill shout circled back and forth in the air, but it didn't reach the ears of the red shadow in the air at all.

"Oops!" Jin Qian's forehead was full of sweat in a hurry, "ninety-nine out of ten is crazy! What's wrong? What's wrong?! Now the cat has lost his mind, it looks like—" Slightly glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, "It seems that he only knows how to kill, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, if killing these ghosts is not enough, then, that, that...he won't listen to us if we call him, and he can't beat him, he can't throw gas bombs..."

"He, not very well."

Just as Jin Qian was circling around like an ant on a hot pot in a hurry, suddenly, a flat voice came out.

Jin Qian turned his head violently, only to see the boy in black standing beside him at some point, watching the fierce battle in the air with a pair of dark eyes, and popped out four words.

"That's right! You use your strings to get Mr. Zhan down!" Jin Qian grabbed the boy by the collar and screamed as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

The young man looked at Jin Qian quietly, slowly raised the half-broken steel wire in his hand, and said in a flat voice: "I have no internal strength, the string is broken, I can't beat it!"

"Tsk!" Jin Qian suddenly went crazy, "Then what should I do?!!!"

"That." The boy in black pointed to the Bai Yutang lying on the ground.

"Ah!" Jin Qian slapped his forehead, extremely annoyed, "We actually forgot about this white mouse!"

As he said that, a fierce man rushed forward, took out the medicine bag, grabbed a detoxification pill, and stuffed it into Bai Yutang's mouth.

waited a moment...

Bai Yutang slept peacefully.

Another one!

Bai Yutang was still in a deep sleep.

Jin Qian's nose began to break out in cold sweat.

What's going on? !Our special antidote pills are actually ineffective?By the way, didn't this white mouse take Wanshidaji pills before?How can you be fascinated? !What the hell is this drug? !Even our antidote doesn't work? !This is unscientific! !

Just when Jin Qian was at his wit's end, he heard a sharp whistling sound from around him again. Jin Qian raised his eyes and turned pale with shock.But seeing the rest of the ghosts dancing around like just now, hundreds of strange white shadows floated out, almost covering the entire night sky like a maze.

The red shadow in mid-air froze for a moment, then spun sharply, like a fire dragon, rolling and burning in the ghost shadow, the sword glow cracked electricity, turned into thousands of blades, shining in the night sky, where the silver light touched, flesh and blood flew everywhere, The screams were shrill, but during the panting, three ghost figures fell from the air, and blood splashed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Jin Qian was so stimulated by this scene that his hair stood on end, and his subordinates also took out a skunk bomb and stuffed it into Bai Yutang's mouth.

Seeing a puff of yellow smoke coming out of Bai Yutang's mouth, and a foul smell permeating the air, even if Jin Qian quickly held his breath and turned his head, he was still coughing and sneezing from the smoke.

Fortunately, this fumigation finally had an effect. Within three seconds, Bai Yutang sat up straight, coughing and retching.

"Cough! Cough! Cough! Ugh—"

"Baiwuye, Dashi is not meow!!"

(Friendly translation: Bai Wuye, something is wrong!)

Jin Qian grasped Bai Yutang's wrist, and slurred his nose and tears as he yelled inarticulately.

"Cough, cough, cough... what?" Bai Yutang's eyes were dim, his face was livid, obviously choked by the smelly uranium bomb, and he was a little delirious.

"My lord, ah, ah, ah!!" (Master Zhan, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!)

With one hand, Jin Qian pointed at the air, and with the other hand, he tore at Bai Yutang's sleeve so hard that it was about to tear Bai Yutang's sleeve.

"Ah?!" Bai Yutang looked up with a blue face, and suddenly jumped up, exclaiming, "Cat!" A pair of sharp eyes looked at Jin Qian, "What's going on?!"

"Ahem...that... ah, anyway, Mr. Zhan seems to be insane... Bai Wuye, please get Mr. Zhan down first, so we can help Mr. Zhan take a look!" Jin Qian wiped his nose and said anxiously.

"What?!!" Bai Yutang was shocked for a moment, grabbed Huaying's sword and tapped it with his toe, and Bai Ying rushed to meet him like a flash of shock, soaring to Hong Ying's side, Qingli shouted straight into the sky: "Cat! Son!! Zhan Zhao!!”

But the red shadow was blind and deaf, seeing Bai Yutang in front of him as nothing, as if mad, the sword was circling, only to slash wildly at the last ghost.

"Zhan Zhao!" Bai Yutang was so anxious that he didn't care too much, his figure flew to the side of the red shadow on the roof, and the painted shadow blocked the giant tower, "Zhan Zhao, wake up!"

The swords clashed, humming and clanging, sparking dazzling sparks.

Ju Que's sword paused, and suddenly turned upwards. The wind of the sword was like a wind, coldly hitting Bai Yutang's cheek.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Yutang slanted his body suddenly, narrowly dodging the sword, his snow-colored clothes were torn apart by the sword wind, and fell straight down like autumn leaves.

"Zhan Zhao!!" Wuxia Baiying turned quickly, and Huaying swung his sword horizontally, approaching Juque's sword like lightning, "Wake up, I am Bai Yutang!!"

The hissing and shouting mixed with the clinking of the two swords resounding through the night sky.

Bai Yutang's brows were furrowed tightly, his peach-blossom eyes burst into red threads, and he looked anxiously at the man in red in front of him.

The night wind blew swiftly, blowing away the bloody smoke covering the sky, and a sliver of silver moonlight came out through the clouds, gradually revealing his face clearly.

"Exhibition—" Bai Yutang's heart beat violently, and his brain rang wildly.

The handsome face seems to be covered with snow, pale and cold, lifeless, the clear black eyes are filled with blood, red and condensed, blue veins are faintly exposed under the skin around the temples, like strange tattoos spreading to the forehead corner of eye.

Under the cold moonlight, Zhan Zhao's red clothes were dripping red with blood, and the blade of his giant sword was covered with flesh and blood, looking like a ghost prison.

"Zhan... Zhao..." Bai Yutang's thin lips trembled slightly, and in the panic, the sword in his hand loosened.

At this moment of pine, Zhan Zhao suddenly flew into the shadows, with a flick of the blade, the silver light drank blood and flowed like a demon, and flew out in the air, instantly emitting a bloody light, and will hide in the shadow of the roof. A dying ghost was surrounded tightly, murderous aura shot down like electricity, the ghost let out a shrill scream, and fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

The red shadow suddenly rose from the ground, chasing the falling ghost and flying out like blood smoke.

Bai Yutang suddenly came back to his senses, fixed his eyes, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, pointing his toes, he chased Zhan Zhao out like lightning, and shouted anxiously: "Little Jinzi, get out of the way!"

Besides, Jin Qian watched Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao fight twice in mid-air, but it didn't work. What was anxious was that beads of sweat were profusely pouring out of his head. After thinking about it for a long time, he still had no idea. His only reaction was to squat on conditioned reflex. He started to take out all kinds of medicine bottles and ammunition on the spot, and just took out half of them, when he heard Bai Yutang's exclamation from mid-air, he raised his eyes, and was frightened half of his life.

I saw a "ghost corpse" whizzing like a giant boulder and smashing straight at him, with long hair dancing wildly, red eyes, and bleeding from all seven orifices. It was as terrifying as it could be.

"Ah, mother!!!" Jin Qian sat down on the ground, kicking his legs and scratching his hands. In an instant, he burst out with strength and ran away in a posture of rubbing his buttocks on the ground, staring straight at the " "Ghost Corpse" fell to the ground with a thud, stirring up a cloud of blood.

Jin Qian was still in shock, and felt a bloody storm rising in front of his eyes, a red shadow fell heavily in front of him, and the blood-dripping sword edge was hanging on the tip of his nose.

"Master Zhan, Zhan Zhan?!" Jin Qian raised his head in a daze, and Zhan Zhao's fierce and treacherous face was clearly displayed in front of his eyes bit by bit.

A breath of cold air immediately choked in Jin Qian's throat.

In the next moment, a white shadow stood in front of Jin Qian like a whirlwind, and Bai Yutang's anxious voice came from above his head: "Little Jinzi, be careful, Zhan Zhao—"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! In front of him, crying and crying, "Why is the skin so dull, the eyes are so bloodshot, and the forehead - what is this?! Mr. Zhan, how did you become this?" What does it look like?! This, this, this, how do we explain to Kaifeng Mansion, Mr. Bao, Mr. Gongsun, and the people of Bianjing?!!"

Saying that, the slender arm grabbed Zhan Zhao's wrist with lightning speed, as if to diagnose the pulse.

Zhan Zhao's crimson eyes flashed suddenly, his body trembled violently, and he raised the sword in his hand, the sharp light of the blade was reflected on Jin Qian's thin eyes.

"Cat!!" Bai Yutang stepped forward, grabbed Zhan Zhao's arm holding the sword, and exclaimed, "That's little gold!"

"Jin..." The red light in Zhan Zhao's eyes gradually faded, and he weakly uttered a word.

"Yes, yes, it's my subordinate!" Jin Qian was also terrified, seeing that Zhan Zhao seemed to be getting better, he hurriedly hit the iron while the iron was hot and shouted loudly.

The dark red blood eyes slowly moved towards Jin Qian, and they froze. Slowly, the blood in the eyes dissipated layer by layer, and gradually became clearer. The blue and blue tendons on the forehead faded away, revealing smooth skin and a fierce look on the face. The color is like a broken stone carving, peeling off and scattered.

"...Jinqian..." With a movement of his fingers, Zhan Zhao slowly pulled his wrist out of Jinqian's hand, and slowly lifted it to Jinqian's face. His cold fingertips gently brushed against Jinqian's ear, and a smile appeared on his pale and handsome face. Weakly smiled: "Don't panic... there is Zhan here..."

Before he finished speaking, the light in Zhan Zhao's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the red figure fell straight on his back.

"Cat?!"

"Master Zhan!!"

Two exclamations whirled sharply with the night wind, drifting into the deep night sky.

But three feet away, the black-clothed boy looked expressionlessly at the slender figure squatting beside Zhan Zhao, half of the scar on his face was hideous under the moonlight.