After pompom enters Hades

The commander-in-chief looked at the beating foreheads of the reporters, held his anger in his heart, and finally couldn't help but picked up the walkie-talkie and yelled: "What the hell is hitting the wall, there is no ghost hitting the wall!!!"

After the roar, the entire subway station fell silent, and the search and rescue personnel on the walkie-talkie seemed to be intimidated. After a long while, they spoke weakly:

"Okay, it seems that there is a ghost hitting the wall... Did the fire search and rescue team come in? We can hear their voices, and they seem to be hurrying on their way."

There was a second of silence on the walkie-talkie, as if organizing words.

"But it's been several minutes, and they haven't come over yet, and the distance hasn't gotten closer... They are rushing, but we just sat there and didn't move!"

The voice of the search and rescue team's report was not low, almost roaring out of their necks, and the entire subway station where the needle drop could be heard heard these few words.

Everyone was silent for a while, and some even looked away, not daring to look at the face of the commander-in-chief. After a few seconds, several people nearby could hear the female reporter lower her voice and record with a recorder:

"45 minutes after the train breakage accident, the search and rescue team failed to reach the incident site 400 meters away from the platform. The subway party suspected that the reason for the slow search and rescue was due to a supernatural event, ghost hitting the wall..."

The few people trapped in the tunnel didn't know the coming storm on the platform, but they were not much better.

These ordinary people, who had seen a ghost for the first time in their lives, were completely terrified when they heard the words Yanwangdian. Even the fat man who started to yell at the seriously injured young man backed away with a disheveled expression.

It seemed that he wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to plunge into the dark tunnel.

The unlucky young man was so frightened that he almost gasped: "You said Lord Yan wanted to kill me?"

Zhu Ning thought for a while, after all, the Ghost Emperor and Lord Yan also belonged to opposing factions, so he shook his head and said, "Lord Yan doesn't want to kill you."

When the unlucky young man heard Zhu Ning's meaningful answer, his already pale face became even worse. He stretched out his hand tremblingly with all his strength, and hugged Zhu Ning's trousers:

"You two masters, you must save me!!!"

"It's not that I'm greedy for life and afraid of death. It's really that my divination reveals a catastrophe in the mortal world, just three months later... Even if I risk my life, I must warn the world."

The unlucky young man seemed afraid that Zhu Ning would not take it seriously, so he tried his best to raise his voice: "I'm not talking about a tsunami and earthquake, it's much more serious than that! Cough cough cough, the catastrophe is..."

Seeing that the young man was about to choke to death due to a bloody cough, Zhu Ning quickly nodded to express his understanding: "It was after March, and there was a knock on the door at night at ordinary people's homes, and no one knew whether it was the takeaway brother outside or whether he had been dead for three years. I understand the catastrophe of my next-door neighbor..."

Unlucky young man: "You you you...you know?"

The young man was noncommittal, with a gentle expression on his face, but there seemed to be a bright expression on his face: If you only divined these things, there is no need to continue to persevere at the risk of suffering a miserable death, right?

The unlucky young man only felt that the back of his neck was chilly, and he almost roared and threw out his trump card: "I also found out a way to fight through divination..."

The boy's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly squatted down, anticipating that someone would finally take over the burden: "What is it?"

The unlucky young man lowered his voice: "My power of divination is unmatched by anyone in the mortal world... My divination of the catastrophe in this world seems to be related to the impermanence of the underworld and the gluttonous beasts."

The boy's expression turned from anticipation to disappointment in an instant, and he wanted to open his mouth a few times, but finally he couldn't help but say, "Nonsense!"

The unlucky young man was in a hurry: "Didn't you understand? It's the black impermanence of the underworld, and the beast gluttonous! Even if we can't get in touch, but if there is a chance, we can make the two stand on the side of the common people..."

Zhu Ning: I have stood here for more than 500 years, is it useful?

But it seemed that the few short words of that unlucky young man had leaked enough secrets, and the temporarily silent Ghost Resentment Curse suddenly rebounded, and after a few minutes of brewing, its power became stronger than before.

Before the unlucky young man could finish his second sentence, the entire tunnel began to tremble. Amidst the violent bang, fine stones and sand mixed with mud fell down little by little.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"The tunnel is about to collapse!!!"

"Help!!!"

This ghost-resenting curse from the underworld is like an enraged python that finally gives up its entanglement and is ready to swallow its prey that has nowhere to escape.

Just when the few people were crying in panic, the big fat man's eyes flashed an extremely unwilling and fierce light. He picked up a sharp stone on the ground while the earthquake was shaking, and staggered towards the young man who was still breathing on the ground. :

"Even if you are charged with murder, you can't be implicated to death for no reason! Go to hell!!!"

Zhu Ning sighed, stretched out his hand and dragged the young man's ghost out: "Let me do it."

The big fat man rushing over with the stone and the passengers beside him couldn't see the ghost beside Zhu Ning.

They only saw the unfathomable young man stretch out his hand and pressed on the young man's chest. The young man who was still struggling to get up suddenly collapsed limply like a puppet with a broken thread. I'm angry.

The Ghost Resentment Curse suddenly lost its target, the shaking of the ground in the tunnel stopped immediately, and everything became silent.

Under the faint fluorescence of the billboard, there is only the dust falling from the sky, and the fresh corpses on the ground.

Even the big fat man holding the stone and looking at Zhu Ning was full of fear, and the subway security guard pissed his pants in fright and couldn't stand up trembling.

The little paper puppet said coldly: "As long as his ghost appears in the body of a living person, the ghost curse will still come back."

Zhu Ning stopped the movement of wanting to push the young man's ghost back into his body.

The little paper puppet looked at the young ghost who was holding his body and was crying, and said lightly: "The dead body is very heavy, you carry it yourself."

The little paper puppet talked to the ghost, and naturally used ghost language, so several people in the tunnel saw the bloody corpse that had died in agony, floating up tremblingly, hanging in the air.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Ghost!!!!"

This time without Zhu Ning's command, everyone started running out in a swarm.The little paper puppet conjured up a few blue will-o'-the-wisps at the right time, illuminating the fleeing crowd, and successfully raised the running speed and screams of the fleeing army to another level.

But the extreme panic brought about falls. Before reaching 50 meters, several people stumbled and fell into a ball. The chicken blood from the fight just now was exhausted, and their hands and feet became weak again, and they could not even get up.

The ghost of the unlucky young man, wiping away tears while carrying his blood-soaked body, chased after the young man.

The people ran forward by rolling and crawling. Half a minute later, by the light of the will-o'-the-wisp, they saw a group of rescuers wearing bright green fluorescent search and rescue suits circling in the tunnel. , one by one were out of breath.

Seeing that the escape team was too frightened to run forward, Zhu Ning had no choice but to tentatively ask: "Is it the search and rescue team that fell from the ground? We are the trapped people in the last compartment."

The dozen or so people circling over there felt relieved, looked around and shouted, "We are the search and rescue team!"

Zhu Ning said loudly: "You ghosts hit the wall and are circling around."

The search and rescue team members were very excited, as if meeting a confidant: "Yes, yes! We hit a wall, and we are circling an oval circle of 2 meters by 5 meters!"

The curse of resenting ghosts has not been solved yet, Zhu Ning doesn't want to fight against the spell directly, but the young man's soulless body may not last long before turning into a real dead body, so he can only open his mouth and say:

"We have wounded here, or you go around first, and we pass first?"

The captain of the search and rescue team was very relieved. He first ordered the team members to rest on the spot, and then shouted enthusiastically in the completely opposite direction: "Hurry up, hurry up, you go first before being confused by ghosts, our rescuers cannot be the help of the trapped people." burden."

So Zhu Ning and his team smashed through the oval circle formed by the search and rescue team. Half a minute later, they had a similar conversation with the fire search and rescue team who was standing still, and then walked out of the tunnel.

outside the tunnel.

After the loud noise and short power outage just now, the commander-in-chief's expression was extremely ugly.

The reporters were aggressive: "You want to classify the vibration and collapse of the subway tunnel as a supernatural event, and the subway has no problems with rescue or engineering quality, is that right?"

The commander-in-chief's face was livid, and he admitted bravely: "All this is the fault of our subway side. It was just a nervous slip of the tongue by the search and rescue team. We will never shift the responsibility to something that does not exist in the world."

The reporter asked a sharp question: "But the search and rescue personnel of the subway, why are they so nervous that they shouted that they were hitting the wall during this serious search and rescue process?"

The commander-in-chief was really forced to do nothing, turned around sweating profusely and asked loudly: "Is there any news about the trapped people?"

The subway staff looking around at the entrance of the tunnel: "No... no, no, someone has come out, the trapped people have come out!"

The staff tried their best to shine a flashlight inside. Nearly a hundred people in the subway station waited with bated breath. The cameras of several TV stations aimed at the entrance of the tunnel and clicked to take pictures.

The staff shouted loudly: "Two search and rescue teams were temporarily missing, but the trapped people came out. It seems that there are still dead..."

The commander-in-chief yelled anxiously: "Where are they carrying the dead?"

The staff member's face was pale, and he pointed to the body of the young man floating out of the air: "The dead... is floating by himself."