Terror broadcast

PS: This is two chapters merged together. It is a large chapter of more than 5,000 words. Long stayed up late at night and wrote it down in one breath. He did not divide it into chapters and simply posted it together.

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The monk and Gyatso were like the two brightest lights in the dark night, dispelling the surrounding haze together;

They are wanton, they are indulgent. The two eminent monks are usually solemn and solemn, but now, each of them seems to be a madman who has just been released from prison. They are yelling and screaming repeatedly. At the same time, murderous intent bursts out and malice is rampant. , there are no longer many Buddhist monk postures, it is really like the return of the devil.

Su Bai gritted his teeth and followed behind. On his body, the zombie bloodline and the vampire bloodline were constantly alternating. Often after suppressing one, the other would suddenly appear. Su Bai could not allow his bloodline instinct to take over him. of mind, otherwise you will either become a vampire who only knows how to drink blood or a zombie who only knows how to kill living people to obtain yang energy.

At that time, what is waiting for him is the sanction of the broadcast. He may not be able to wait for the next story world. Once the broadcast shows that the task is released, other listeners around him will immediately flock to Su Bai as they receive the task to please the broadcast. A great way to gain favorability in front of the broadcast.

Moreover, even Su Bai himself did not want to become a beast and lose himself. Otherwise, what is the difference between this and death?

Even, this life is worse than death!

"Two bald donkeys, I really want to take out my cell phone right now and take a picture of you looking bad, to see if you still have the nerve to pretend to be bad in front of me in the future!"

Su Bai said viciously, his eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes turbid. Obviously, even with this kind of hard support, he could not hold on for too long. This was because Gyatso and the monk burned their Dharma bodies to help Su Bai attract Jue Under the premise of most of the pressure, and now, Gyatso and the monk are almost exhausted.

Su Bai knew what kind of virtue these two people had. Neither the monk nor Gyatso would say that they would completely burn themselves and dedicate themselves. They would definitely leave a breath for themselves in the hope that Su Bai could bring the two of them back. The half-breathed body was taken out. They didn't want to die, and they would never be so stupid that they would lose their lives for Su Bai.

At that time, Su Bai not only had to escape alone, but also had to carry two oil bottles!

This is an agreement!

Fortunately, Su Bai discovered the area where the resentful souls were and could not move. The three of them were now away from the center of the resentful souls at the beginning, and were less than a kilometer away from the edge.

Normally, Su Bai would have arrived in just a few leaps, but at this time, Su Bai desperately suppressed the rebel blood in his body. He staggered even when walking and running, and did not dare to release his true power at all. Otherwise, I might not be able to hold on for half a second.

"Amitabha!"

The monk recited the name of the Buddha and immediately fell to the ground. His whole body was extremely weak, as thin as a piece of white paper, and his breath was gone. Of course, there was still residual warmth in his body. This was what He Shang was sure of now. He is using the Turtle Breathing Technique to extend his life.

"Oh shit!"

Su Bai cursed and stretched out his hand to lift the monk's body on his left shoulder.

"I am powerless!"

Gyatso let out a sigh, and the hatchet integrated into his body as his natal weapon. He knelt down in front of him, breathless.

When Su Bai passed by, he also picked up Gyatso and put it on his other shoulder.

The pressure of the two people was on him. Su Bai felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. He couldn't help but want to release his power, otherwise he would collapse. But Su Bai knew better in his heart that he could release his power. At the same time, it will also release the endless negative emotions in his heart. When the time comes, the monk and Gyatso will definitely rest here, and he will become a beast coerced by the resentful souls and resentments.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

Su Bai shouted to himself in his heart.

The windbreaker appeared automatically at this time, and it appeared on Su Bai's body. However, this was not Su Bai's recruitment, because Su Bai did not dare to recruit at all at this time!

The magical weapon has spirit, and the windbreaker is a very spiritual thing. Although Su Bai erased the windbreaker's original consciousness when fusing his natal weapon and completely integrated it into his body, Su Bai did not erase the windbreaker's spirit. This At that time, even if the windbreaker was not alive, it finally lost control. In other words, it was not that the windbreaker lost control, but Su Bai's own emotions and reason were so confused that he began to order the magic weapon on Su Bai's body.

"grass……"

The windbreaker hugged Su Bai and started to fly backwards. Su Bai roared angrily and embedded one hand firmly into the cement floor below to hold back his decline.

Gyatso and the monk fell from Su Bai.

Su Bai's entire face turned red. He shook his head desperately, but he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"Who is it, who is trying to trick me, who is planning to harm me!"

Su Bai roared like this,

Even if he knew that there must be a group of people hiding behind the scenes at this time, watching his angry roar and secretly enjoying themselves, he was like a monkey dancing on a red-hot iron plate for others to appreciate.

Now, I can barely control my own magic weapon.

all around,

The ghost of resentment kept roaring, washing away Su Bai's psychological defense line over and over again, constantly eating away at the rationality deep in Su Bai's heart.

depressed,

depressed,

No matter how depressed you are,

It's like a sea pouring down from your head!

The bodies of Gyatso and the monk are lying on the side. They are now self-immolating, their injuries are extremely serious, and their consciousness has fallen into silence. There is no need to worry about going crazy because of the surrounding environment, but how can the resentful souls and resentments around them be vegetarians?

If Su Bai hadn't been around the two of them, countless resentful souls and resentments would have roared out at this moment, eating up the bodies of the monk and Gyatso!

In Su Bai's eyes, blood light has occupied more than 90% of the light. The clear light above the spiritual platform is like a candle in the strong wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

However, at this moment, Su Bai stopped shouting. Even the windbreaker that had been "rebellious" calmed down at this time, like a considerate little cotton-padded jacket. Iron it on Su Bai's body.

Kneel on one knee on the ground and support the cement floor with both hands;

This sudden disaster,

It came without any warning, without any rationality.

Even Su Bai can't believe it now.

The monk and Gyatso, who were talking happily in the car just now, were now dying.

This is really a sudden disaster;

However, Su Bai showed a smile,

He nodded slowly,

"Dead monk, you figured that I would reach this point, didn't you?

You have calculated that even if you and Gyatso burn the dharma body, they will not be able to successfully open a way for me to leave here, right?

You told me before that as long as I can save your two bodies, you will owe me a favor. I was still wondering how you could be so polite.

Now, I finally understand. "

The blood color in Su Bai's eyes began to fade, and his eyes became completely clear and transparent. The fire around him dissipated and disappeared without a trace. The blood of the vampire family was completely gone, and the zombie blood was completely silent.

He stood up slowly,

Take a deep breath,

Like a tired person who has just done many squats in a row on the ground, he feels much more comfortable when he stands up;

However, the coldness on Su Bai's body became almost like water droplets dripping from Ning's body at this moment, and every move carried an air of absolute indifference;

Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood fell down, hitting the cement floor and splashing out. The blood was instantly sucked clean by the resentful spirits around him.

"Be good, be so good. Daddy still has blood here. Daddy has plenty of it, hehehe..."

Su Bai smiled and sprayed blood. The resentful souls around him were completely aroused at this time, but Su Bai's expression was as usual, even calmer and calmer than usual.

If the monk and Gyatso were awake at this time, looking at Su Bai's current appearance, they would probably be frightened to the point of toothache.

This guy,

Got sick again,

If he becomes ill, the severity of his madness will be much more ruthless and unscrupulous than the so-called inner demons, and the so-called beasts!

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At the foot of the Purple Mountain, Earl Schaer was curiously observing a handful of water vapor in front of him. Images were appearing in the water vapor.

"You are going to deal with that Tibetan monk, but now another monk is dying, and that guy is also possessed by inner demons. This is the death of three senior listeners in a row;

Could it be that the radio gives special treatment to your Eastern audience circle, so you won’t be offended if you play like this? "

Earl Schaal asked, standing behind the two speakers like a curious baby.

Amuri stood far behind. He was responsible for guarding the subdued fat man. If he killed an audience member less, he would receive less punishment. So they just sealed the fat man who was already seriously injured, and There was no killer.

There are two speakers, one is very young, about eleven or twelve years old, and the other is very old, about seventy or eighty years old;

"Earl, this is wrong; we and other fellow apprentices are here just to save these eight thousand dead souls and accumulate merit. If these dead souls or the eight thousand corpses below change, it will be a catastrophe for living beings and the human world.

We Buddhists should take it as our duty to save the world and save the people. As for who made those three people the last ones to come into contact with these eight thousand corpses, it was beyond our expectation. Now, if these resentful souls want to be reincarnated as human beings, they will not be reduced to The animal way can only spread resentment to others. They were sealed for a while underground, and the only marks and impressions were those of the three people who had just entered the underground.

Now it seems that those three listeners really suffered an unreasonable disaster.

We are also suffering from this, but the eight thousand resentful souls are important, so we can only do this against our will. We believe that the three listeners are also sensible people, and they are also people who understand the importance. People should have no regrets despite nine deaths. "

The trumpet that looks like a child looks extremely old-fashioned when speaking. Obviously, the real age of this trumpet is more than what it seems on the surface.

"My Buddha is merciful. Those three listeners are fellow disciples. Afterwards, we will definitely perform great sacrifices for them and accumulate great merits together. I hope they can reach bliss as soon as possible." The old trumpet said.

At this time, there were only these two loudspeakers in this place, as well as Amuri, Earl Shar, and the unconscious fat man.

After hearing these words, Earl Schaal stuck out his tongue. He used to think that the politicians and congressmen in his country who like to give speeches and like to dress their leather shoes even if they have a layer of dust when appearing in front of the public are hypocritical and disgusting enough. Unexpectedly, in this East, I actually encountered a master-level hypocrite.

Earl Shar chuckled and said, "I believe this explanation for the time being, but are you as considerate as me when it comes to broadcasting?"

The young loudspeaker clasped his hands together and said with compassion: "If the broadcast offends us, we are willing to be punished."

Count Schar was speechless at this moment. He knew exactly what these loudspeakers were trying to do. They insisted that it was an accident, but the radio could definitely understand everything. But the rules of radio were like this. It was omniscient, omnipotent, and pedantic. In addition, these loudspeakers are indeed doing good things, so although the broadcaster will punish those who fall behind, it will not be as serious as deliberately killing three senior listeners.

It is estimated that these loudspeakers have recognized this punishment in their hearts, but in their view, as long as the Tibetan monk who is dedicated to "rooting the red seedlings" is eliminated, they can really promote the founding and independence of the country. By then, the country's fortune will be improved. What they gain is far greater than what they lose.

Count Schaer is already making plans in his mind. If we continue to watch this scene, if these speakers are not seriously affected, and finally achieve their goal and win the national fortune, then, Can you also follow the same example?

For example, the Scots and the Welsh have wanted to be independent from the British Empire for a long time. It’s not like they have no chance. At worst, as a member of the royal family, they can just become the pioneers of national liberation.

However, Earl Shar immediately noticed something was wrong and asked: "Those two are useless, and the remaining one has his inner demons in his body and turned into a beast. Why does it feel like something is wrong? He actually dispersed his blood and attracted those resentful people." Soul."

The young trumpet's face immediately darkened and he said doubtfully: "No, something has changed. This person has not succeeded in becoming a demon. This is not a sign of being invaded by resentment and turning into a beast!"

The old speaker asked: "But this person has lost all reason. This poor monk can clearly sense this. He has lost all reason."

Count Shar pointed at the water vapor screen again and asked: "Hey, what is he doing? Going on an outing with eight thousand resentful souls?"

The expressions of the young trumpet and the old trumpet suddenly changed. The two were so shocked that they stood up from the ground. They couldn't believe what was happening at this time, because this scene made them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

At this time, Amuri no longer looked after the unconscious fat man, but appeared directly behind the two speakers,

"Two senior brothers, what is he going to do!" Amuri asked.

The two loudspeakers were so frightened that their faces turned white. The older one stretched out his hand tremblingly, his body shaking like chaff, and almost screamed:

"He is crazy. He wants to take eight thousand resentful souls who died tragically and were trapped underground for seventy years to the city of Shanghai!"

"Fuck, Fuck, OMG, you Orientals are so terrible. This matter has nothing to do with this count. I am just passing by, just passing by. The radio is up, God is up, it really has nothing to do with this count."

Earl Shar was so frightened that he immediately took out a precious space scroll. At this time, he did not hesitate to consume the most precious space scroll among all the scrolls in order to leave this place. He was really frightened, and he was really afraid that the broadcast would The blame is also placed on him. Even if it is just a little bit of blame, he cannot bear it. He must leave quickly, otherwise if the broadcaster determines that he is a party member and jointly responsible, there will really be no place to cry.

Amuri was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground, his lips trembled, and he said blankly: "How dare he, how could he still have the ability to act soberly? Shouldn't he be like a wild beast who only knows how to run out and kill? How could he still bewitch and lead a resentful soul?

Moreover, how could he take them to downtown Shanghai, where, how many people are there, where, how many living people are there?

How could he do this? "

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The bodies of Gyatso and the monk were carried on Su Bai's shoulders. The resentful spirits around them had left. Under Su Bai's control, they did not eat their bodies.

And in front, vaguely visible,

A dense black cloud is moving forward, constantly moving forward;

"Two people on the verge of death, two people who have exhausted all their vitality. What is there to eat? There is only a little bit of blood left. They are like old bacon, with not much oil left.

In front is Shanghai, with a population of tens of millions.

That is your paradise, that is where you should go.

What's the benefit of reincarnation? After reincarnation, are you still you?

Come, follow me to Shanghai, go eat people, eat many, many people, eat them one by one and turn them into ghosts, and stay in the world forever, isn't it the most wonderful thing? "

Su Bai was walking and talking, with a smile on his face, a very charming smile, and the resentful souls around him naturally followed him.

Then, inadvertently, Su Bai turned his head slightly, looked at the top of his head, and said softly:

"Come on, let's die together.

Come on, let's hurt each other,

It's you who make me crazy,

I'm crazy,

Even I'm scared. "

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At the foot of Purple Mountain, the two loudspeakers and Amuri quickly woke up from the panic and panic. The two loudspeakers began to burn their souls and began to destroy the soul-inducing transcendence magic circle on the construction site as quickly as possible. Mu Li went crazy and used himself as a seal to block the communication channel between the underground research institute and the surface. He did not hesitate to use his longevity and his own way to cut off the communication between the eight thousand corpses underground.

The three of them, at this time, almost used their own lives and their own ways to dismantle and destroy everything they had worked hard to arrange here at all costs.

They must make the resentful souls there completely disappear before that madman brings eight thousand resentful souls into Shanghai!

otherwise,

If they had thought before that the "accidental deaths" of three listeners would be punishable by the radio, they would be able to withstand and accept it. But if, on top of the deaths of these three listeners, plus a city with tens of millions of permanent residents Will even the most populous metropolis be destroyed in one fell swoop?

“That man is really crazy, really mentally ill, crazy crazy;

He really dares to go to Shanghai with his resentful spirit! "

"Quick, quick, at all costs, destroy the formation here, at all costs, destroy the connection between the resentful souls over there, and let the resentful souls over there disappear. Otherwise, my life will be at stake!"