After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

In an instant, Zhen Wen read the meaning of "those who stand in my way, kill" from his eyes, his body trembled instinctively, and quickly passed the phone over: "Zhang Yan is fine, his cousin is fine, listen to Wang Xiaomeng will tell you."

Fang Qian's expression suddenly relaxed, and he took the phone: "Hello? Xiaomeng?"

"Brother Fang Qian?" Wang Xiaomeng's voice was a little excited.

"It's me, how about Zhang Yan?"

"Brother Zhang Yan is fine, just nausea and vomiting. I went to the doctor with him, and the doctor said he was dizzy from jumping off the stairs, just rest and rest. We have already returned to the hotel."

"Yeah." He Lanjue said lightly, "Thank you for your hard work today."

"No hard work, no hard work, it should be." Wang Xiaomeng said quickly.

He Lanjue returned the phone to Zhen Wen: "Brother Zhen Wen, I'm going back to Guangtong tonight, can you make some arrangements?"

"But you still have to meet the producer tonight..."

He Lanjue said firmly: "I must go back."

The aura in his body was pressing on him like an iceberg. Zhen Wen was so overwhelmed that he couldn't resist the instinct to surrender: "Okay, I'll arrange for someone to take you there."

Fang Qian in front of him instantly turned into a sunny boy again, showing a grateful smile: "Thank you brother."

When He Lanjue came back, Zhang Yan had been lying on the bed for five hours.

"How is it? Are you still uncomfortable?" He sat down by the bed and asked softly.

"He Lanjue?" Zhang Yan's half-closed eyes opened suddenly: "Didn't you come back tomorrow?"

He Lanjue took Zhang Yan's hand and pressed it to his chest: "I heard that the jumping machine had an accident, and your mobile phone can't get through. It really scared me to death."

The beating of the chest under the palm was violent and clear.

Seeing He Lanjue's usual appearance of Mount Tai collapsing without changing his face, he was so worried about himself, Zhang Yan felt moved and felt guilty: "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot. The phone broke. I should have done it earlier Notified you."

He Lanjue said softly, "As long as you're fine, just buy the phone again."

When it comes to Zhang Yan, the small claw machine that died in battle, his heart hurts again. After all, it took so long, and he has feelings.Seeing him grinning, He Lanjue thought that he was suffering again, and quickly put his hands on his celestial cap to send him spiritual energy.

It's amazing to say that Zhang Yan didn't feel sick all at once. He sat up happily, hugged He Lanjue who was beside the bed and kissed him: "I will tell you as soon as possible in the future."

"Okay." He Lanjue frowned, and finally felt relieved, "What happened on the jumping machine?"

Zhang Yan frowned: "Bing Po and I just got on the jumping machine at that time..." The horrifying scene gradually came to life with memories...

The crowd and the scenery under his feet gradually shrunk until he reached an altitude of more than 20 meters. He didn't realize it, and sent He Lanjue a selfie with great interest. Just when he finished taking the photo and wanted to put his phone back, something happened.

The fat man sitting next to him suddenly trembled all over his body as if he was getting an electric shock. At first Zhang Yan thought he was scared, but then he thought, no, this guy was still eating meat buns before jumping off the building. It's because of fear, don't be sick.

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, wanting to ask if he was okay. At this moment, the fat man suddenly turned his head, like a cobra ready to attack. His agility was inversely proportional to his weight. Rock was taken aback.

What happened next cannot be explained by common sense.Because this fat man's face is not a human face at all.

His eyes are golden yellow, reptilian-like pupils are slender, with a cold metallic glow, and his nose is sunken, with only two small nostrils.The monster grinned, and its mouth took up half of its fat face at once, with two sharp fangs protruding from its lips, dripping an unknown liquid.

At this time, the jumping machine suddenly began to fall, and the tourists screamed instantly. The weightless feeling pressed against Zhang Yan's internal organs, and the wind blew past. Zhang Yan's brain froze for a moment, but his body reacted quickly. Passing through the brain, the adrenaline soared all of a sudden.

The scene in front of me is like playing a movie, and it is still a slowed down and enlarged version.

The fat man's neck stretched and stretched like a snake, and his jagged mouth was approaching him, but he was fixed on the safety device and couldn't move, so he could only watch helplessly.

Such a short distance, it is definitely over!The heartbeat accelerated like crazy, Zhang Yan only had time to close his eyes, and when he spoke, his chest warmed up, and a blue light shot out, falling into the monster's mouth, and the monster howled and twitched instantly. more powerful.

There are four people in a row, and this fat tourist sits on the far left. Others can't see what's going on here, and it's even more impossible to observe others carefully in the free fall situation. They only think that he is screaming in fright.

When the jumping machine reached the bottom, Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at his chest, only to see a wisp of green smoke coming out, presumably the talisman paper hidden inside had been burned.

Fortunately, there was an amulet. Just as Zhang Yan was about to sweat, the jumping machine suddenly began to rise rapidly at an unreasonable speed, and Zhang Yan was nailed to the seat by the acceleration.

Something even more terrifying happened.

A black mist visible to the naked eye overflowed from the fat man's seven orifices.The strong air flow around the jumping machine seemed to have no effect on it, the black mist quickly condensed into a huge ball, and rushed towards Zhang Yan's face with a stench!

Damn it, come back!This time it is really going to be played to death!

Zhang Yan kept replaying the last time he encountered a monster in his mind.

Being drilled in by the black mist and becoming a snake man or being strangled to death by a big tongue, which way of death is more decent?

Didn't He Lanjue say that his aura has been covered, why would the monster still find him?

In an instant, a lot of messy things rushed out of his mind. Enduring the extreme discomfort caused by the accelerated ascent, Zhang Yan struggled to mobilize the weak spiritual power in his body, trying to resist the invasion of monsters.

With the flow of spiritual power, a burst of red light shrouded his body, and the black mist sizzled as soon as it touched it, as if it had been scorched.

Black Mist was not willing to give up.Instead, it keeps expanding, trying to wrap Zhang Yan's whole body in it.

Seeing the black mist covering the sky and the sun, Zhang Yan complained in his heart, this time he really couldn't stand it anymore!

"Bing Po!" He yelled, "Why don't you do anything?!"

"Useless human beings." The young man's cold voice sounded in his ears, and then the surrounding air mist condensed into frost, and the stench of the black mist disappeared.

The jumping machine was still moving up and down crazily. Zhang Yan struggled to open his eyes in the strong wind. At some point, the figure of the boy was gone from the seat beside him. Not far ahead, two phantoms, one black and one white, appeared. Constantly fighting.

Holding an ice blade in his hand, the young man stabbed at the black mist with streaks of silver light, but the black mist kept resisting, trying to counterattack, but he couldn't get even half a step closer.

Gradually, the black mist continued to shrink, and finally disappeared.

"So, the monster that attacked you was killed by Bing Po?"

"Yes." Zhang Yan said, "Bing Po seems to have lost his vitality, and disappeared after sending me back."

After hearing his narration, He Lanjue frowned.

This monster can break away from the human body, and even has the power to fight Bing Po, and its strength is at least above average, but it still came to him when he left.

If Zhang Yan confronts alone, even if he has a defensive talisman on his body, he will definitely not be able to resist.

There is something strange about this.He was careless. The last monster attack was probably not accidental, but the man behind the scenes was testing his ability. This time, he really wanted to put Zhang Yan to death.

Who exactly?Not only grasped their whereabouts, but also knew the details of Zhang Yan.

The corners of He Lanjue's mouth turned down, his expression was cold.

Zhang Yan saw that the temperature in the room dropped sharply as soon as he was lost in thought, and it was about to become a refrigerator, so he quickly took his hand: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." He Lanjue shook his head, and held his hand instead, "You have a good rest. We won't go anywhere tomorrow, how about we stay here?"

Zhang Yan was happy to rest: "Okay."

"Oh, that's right. I forgot to ask you, what kind of person is easily possessed by monsters?" Thinking of the black mist, he still felt a little scared.

"Monsters are born out of evil thoughts. People who are greedy, angry, and ignorant are easy to be possessed, but possession is not so easy. First, the number of demons is far less than the number of people. Second, people with a firm mind naturally have resistance to monsters." You don't have to be afraid." He Lanjue saw Zhang Yan's worry and comforted him.

When Zhang Yan thought about it, it really came true one by one.

The first monster I met was Fang Qian's fan girl, who made a foolish word;

The second person who was possessed was a fat man who was still eating before getting on the gravity machine.

"If you are possessed, is there a way to exorcise the demon?"

He Lanjue was unexpectedly silent for a moment, and there was a wave in his eyes: "Yes."

"What is it?" Zhang Yan asked.

"Exorcism, there are mainly three methods. First, lure the monster to leave by itself, which will cause the least damage to the possessed person. This is also the method of Bing Po; Casting spells on the host, but the damage suffered by the monster will directly fall on the host. Third..." He paused, with a rare hesitation in his tone.

"third?"

"A high-level monster will have an irreversible impact on the host's body. Once it takes shape, it will often be a catastrophe in the world. If you can't lure him to leave before the transformation is completed, you can only kill the host together."

With the host?Zhang Yan shuddered suddenly. How is this method of exorcism different from killing people?

He Lanjue is also attached to Fang Qian's body, and the possession of the primordial spirit is very similar to the possession of a monster.

For some reason, this idea suddenly came out.

Fortunately, He Lanjue is not a monster.Zhang Yan felt lucky, and he could not help but tighten He Lanjue's hand.

Hotel 5th Floor, Room 528

It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but Wang Xiaomeng hadn't fallen asleep yet. Holding the computer, she began to write today's diary.

Dear Diary:

Today I was praised by the male god again~ Brother Fang Qian told me that you have worked hard, ah!I am so happy!This must be the highest treatment a fan girl can get...

After writing this, she showed a satisfied smile, and her fingers were still typing on the keyboard quickly.

Suddenly the tapping fingers stopped, and there was a stabbing pain in his head. Wang Xiaoming put the computer aside, closed his eyes and rubbed his temple vigorously, and the stabbing pain finally eased slowly.

"Are you too tired today?" She murmured to herself suspiciously, but didn't care.

However, when she opened her eyes again, a smear of blood flashed in her big dark eyes.