After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"Plan? What plan?" Zhao Hao said blankly.

"Shh, stop talking and listen to the music."

As soon as Fang Xiu finished speaking.

At this moment, suddenly, the sound of music came from not far away.

"Good luck to you, good luck to you, good luck brings joy and love, good luck to you, good luck to us..."

The voice sounded like someone killing a horse or a pig, from far to near, resounding throughout the entire audience.

Everyone who was originally desperate was stunned when they heard the singing. They only felt upset and wanted to hit others. Even despair and fear were forgotten.

What effect does this singing achieve? It can be said that if a person who wants to jump off a building hears this song, he must first beat the singer before jumping off the building.

"This song..."

"Could it be..."

As the song began to sound, the originally aggressive slaves seemed to be discouraged, their movements became slower and slower, and some even collapsed to the ground.

plop plop ......

The singing became louder and louder, and the slaves fell to the ground in droves.

Zhao Hao's eyes suddenly widened at this moment, and he remembered what Fang Xiu's plan was.

Let Yang Ming take Sha Matt to the broadcast center to sing good luck to eliminate fear and weaken the power of nightmares.

Now it seems that the plan was successful?

But that's not right. Why can the singing reach Putuo Temple?

It stands to reason that singing can only be spread in the city. How did you get to Putuo Temple?

Soon, Zhao Hao's doubts were cleared.

I saw a man carrying a large speaker galloping from a distance, wearing a pair of embroidered shoes on his feet.

It was Yang Ming!

Yang Ming is here! Appearing on stage wearing embroidered shoes with BGM!

If the BGM hadn't been too appropriate for the occasion and the embroidered shoes were too delicate, Yang Ming would have definitely looked like a savior at this moment.

Yang Ming, who was wearing embroidered shoes, was very fast. He just appeared in the field of vision. In just a moment, he passed through the group of slaves and came to everyone.

"Fang Xiu, luckily you have lived up to your mission." Yang Ming placed the stereo on the ground and grinned.

The other survivors were so excited that some even cried in their arms.

Fang Xiu nodded calmly: "It's later than I expected."

"There is no way. After all, we want the singing to spread throughout Luteng City. After I sent Shamate to the city, I mobilized a large number of security guards and asked them to drive in their cars, open the windows, and turn up the music to the maximum. Streets and alleys He also asked the Bureau of Investigation to mobilize all the survivors in the city to turn all their mobile phones, stereos, and any device that could play music online to the maximum.

This set of procedures took me a lot of effort.

However, the effect was obvious. People forgot about fear. Instead, many people went to the broadcast center with sticks to kill Matt. "

As he said that, Yang Ming looked at the slaves. At this time, they had all turned into corpses. Only the three master slaves were still standing.

"Hey, there are three more, just enough for me to move..."

Before he finished speaking, the three spiritual master slaves disappeared directly on the spot, as if teleporting.

Yang Ming: "..."

"No need to look, this is the nightmare's strange realm, the three of them must have been pulled away by the nightmare.

Fear is the source of power for nightmares. Now most of the fear in the city has been eliminated by singing. It seems that in order to save power, nightmares directly gave up these low-end slaves and only retained the three spiritual master slaves. "

Yang Ming nodded: "Then what should we do next?"

"Go find Nightmare. It's still in Putuo Temple. If I guessed correctly, it should be with Bai Qi at this time."

Hearing Bai Qi's name, Yang Ming became serious: "Tell me your judgment."

"Although Nightmare's ability is very powerful, his weakness is also obvious, that is, he cannot do anything to people without fear.

This is easy to judge. This was the case when I was in Qingshan Mental Hospital. As long as I was not afraid of nightmares, I would not be hurt.

Now even if the nightmare becomes stronger and can still emit the fire of fear, it will still not be hurt as long as it is not afraid.

This is also the reason why Nightmare attacks us with Slaves.

There is no reason why Nightmare himself doesn’t know the weakness that even the enemy knows about. Therefore, if I were Nightmare, I would definitely find a way to make up for this weakness. "

Yang Ming's face suddenly turned ugly: "You mean, he wants to turn Bai Qi into a slave?"

"Yes, Bai Qi is the No. 1 spiritual master in Luteng City. If he controls Bai Qi, his strength will be greatly increased. Bai Qi can kill people without fear. Even the nightmare does not just want to turn Bai Qi into a Slave, do you still remember Yang Kunpeng who brought Nightmare out of the Investigation Bureau? Since Nightmare can possess Yang Kunpeng, it can also possess Bai Qi."

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't sit still anymore. He seemed to have deep feelings for Bai Qi.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go find the nightmare."

Fang Xiu nodded, and then said to Zhao Hao and others: "You have basically lost your combat effectiveness now and are useless. Go back to the Investigation Bureau."

"Brother Xiu, then you..." Zhao Hao hesitated to speak.

"Otherwise, you should let me follow you. If that doesn't work, you can just use your previous tricks to hypnotize me and let me deal with the nightmare."

Fang Xiu shook his head: "It's useless. The nightmare will not fall down twice in the same place. It may even not show up because it sees you."

When Zhao Hao heard this, he immediately lowered his head in disappointment.

"Fang Xiu, why don't you go back and rest, and I'll deal with the nightmare." Yang Ming said worriedly, looking at Fang Xiu who was covered in blood.

"The nightmare must be killed by me myself." Fang Xiu's words contained an unquestionable meaning.

He was never afraid of death, he was only afraid that he would not be able to kill Wei Wei. Now it was time for the decisive battle. If he could not kill Nightmare himself, it would be equivalent to all the previous deaths being in vain.

Yang Ming obviously also understood Fang Xiu's uncompromising character, and knew that once a person like him made a decision, it was impossible to change it, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Then, the two of them walked towards the depths of Putuo Temple, and the two figures disappeared into the mist under the gaze of everyone.

(Sorry, family, I drank until twelve o'clock, but although it is late, I will update it, but there is one thing. It seems that I can't post after twelve o'clock, and it will be stuck in the review state. I really cried to death.)