Chapter 173

About two hours later, they took a van in Changtian temple to the place described by Yamamoto. From the map, this is the original 8-D center, which is the spring where Lord Salas lives.

What appeared in front of everyone was a dark alley, deep, as if it were staring at mortals.

Let the brave be lush, leave the lush grass on the plains and leave the good month to help them wait for the journey at the alley. An Yizhi planned that if it was really a trap, his side would not destroy it all, at least leave a backhand.

Of course, he didn't say that to Yamamoto. He just explained to let the two policemen watch the door to prevent others from entering the ceremony by mistake.

Yamamoto didn't doubt him. Although his hands and feet still trembled, he didn't hesitate and led him into the alley. Perhaps she is looking forward to the day when such a group of people will appear and give her a chance to end. Whether it is an excuse to encourage courage or a belief to revenge, what she lacks is such an opportunity.

Walking in the alley, you can obviously feel the change of the surrounding atmosphere.

Now it's the day, and the sun is at its best at more than two o'clock in the afternoon. But the alley was filled with a cold and dark feeling, suddenly like walking in the middle of the night.

The skin aroused a layer of goose bumps, and the fear from the heart emerged involuntarily, like the cry of biological instinct. It was shouting: run away, the farther you run, the better.

The feet are greasy and wet, and the stench is more thick than that smelled at the scene of Ye Yue's disappearance. Profane black marks can be seen on the surrounding walls. It looks like a huge and strong strip object climbing over, which makes people feel numb.

Through the unpleasant alley, the view suddenly opened up.

A small bamboo forest appeared in front of us. Unexpectedly, there was a quiet place in the steel and concrete city.

However, this is the residence of the pale Salas. It is still filled with the smell of condensation. Perhaps it is the nutrients of the victims that make this bamboo forest grow particularly lush. They almost cover the sky, and the oblique shadows fall on the dignified faces of the people.

Yamamoto identified the location and looked for the mark to find a spring pit that looked like a small puddle. The spring that should be clear and bottomed out was as dirty as black mud. It was bubbling with bubbles and smelled of people who couldn't open their eyes.

The three dare not speak and walk lightly. According to Yamamoto, adult Salas is in a dormant state during the day, and his senses are much slower than at night, but he still can't be underestimated. In particular, the voice of human speech will wake him up from his dream.

Yamamoto pointed to an and nodded to Lin Linglin, indicating to follow the plan.

So they separated and stood in front of the puddle in the form of half surrounded. An Yi pointed to put the 9 human shaped paper cut with cardboard in his hand into the puddle, and Lin Linglin on the other side was the same. They were in place at the same time and closed their eyes as agreed.

Yamamoto read out the prayer for the ceremony:

Through the gap between the stars, return to the source.

The end of all things is the place where they once came.

Beyond the understanding of all creatures with destiny full of mysteries.

The things that once existed are destroyed again, and make the cycle of race advance to the ancient times!

Return to the source, in the source.

Even after years of disaster, he never dies. His pale seedlings will eventually return to their respective times, no matter when.

UBO Salas, stupid disaster, there is no God and creator of the human heart!

Come on! Take this sacrifice!

The pronunciation of prayer is very strange. It doesn't sound like Japanese, nor any normal language that Anyi knows or even hears, just like the language on other planets.

Somehow, listening to this eulogy, Ann suddenly remembered the Desperate Prayer she had heard before.

l’aShub-Niggurath！ l’aShub-Niggurath！ l’aShub-Niggurath！

I don't know how long, he closed his eyes and thought about an Yizhi, who seemed a little vague about the concept of time, and then he heard a soft sound.

It was similar to the sound of a big fish jumping out of the water. He wanted to open his eyes curiously, but then there was Yamamoto's order that he should not open his eyes before the end of the ceremony, so he had to close his eyelids again.

The sound of water in my ears is more and more, more and more irritable.

Countless' what 'overflowed from the spring. They beat the water like competition or snatching. They don't know what they are doing.

Full of rotten, slippery and wet things like a big snake rubbed an Yizhi's body, which made him shiver. He realized that some nameless existence existed around him, which made him instinctively want to escape. But reason prevailed, and Yamamoto's prayer was still in his ear, which let him know that the ceremony was not over.

On the other hand, Lin Linglin also had the same feeling as an Yizhi, but she felt as if someone was touching her face.

This is a pair of obviously smaller hands, like the hands of a junior high school student. A hard object on the finger scratched the skin. At the same time, an extremely small voice came from the direction of the hand. It was very difficult to distinguish in Yamamoto's prayer, but it was heard by Lin Linglin.

The voice said:

"Help... Help... Me"

It's Ye Yue!

Lin Linglin does things more decisively than an Yizhi. Instead of an Yizhi, he may hesitate to consider whether there is a problem, but Lin Linglin doesn't think so much. She closes her eyes, grabs the hand touching her cheek in her perception, and pulls it in her direction.

Soon, she felt a petite and wet body fall into her arms, and the other party had no strength to stand, lying listlessly in her arms.

The system prompt also comes.

[regional task update: take Cheng Yeyue to a safe place]

Although the completion of the branch line task is relatively happy, there is one thing that annoys Lin Linglin.

Ye Yue, a junior high school student, developed better than herself

An Yizhi also heard the system prompt. Although he didn't know what had happened, since Ye Yue had been rescued, the copy of this wonderful flower should be coming to an end.

With four heavy falls, it was the sound of Yamamoto dropping the porcelain doll into the puddle, and the ceremony reached the last moment.

The porcelain doll seemed to cause more fierce competition than the paper human figure. The splashed viscous liquid even spilled on an Yizhi's shoes. The stench smoked him very light.

Soon, the tumbling water went silent, and Yamamoto's tired voice sounded:

"Don't open your eyes before leaving the spring. Turn around and hold my hand."

An Yizhi turned and touched it with the sound. Lin Linglin held the weak Ye Yue in one hand and grabbed Yamamoto's hand in the other. The three people walked back hand in hand. No one dared to open their eyes.

It's only one step away.

But accidents often happen just one step away.

My eyes felt a strong white light coming on my face, accompanied by the foot sound of a large number of people and horses and a woman's familiar, arrogant and annoying voice:

"Oh, what are you doing here? It looks like the scene of a cult? Oh, oh! Is that Miss Hu Chengyue, the missing person? It's really big news. Photographers take quick photos. Most of the missing events occur in Qiding. The first person to be found will certainly make the headlines tonight! Wait, maybe it'll be better to change it. It's a farce suspected of self directing and Acting! The title of this How's it going? "

"Please stop! This is not a place to come in"

Yamamoto's advice also sounded in his ear.

Should it be all right to open your eyes now?

Standing opposite is the reporter Mustang deer and a group of five or six photographers. The brave and invincible are trying their best to prevent the sampling class from approaching, but they are too many to stop them, even if they dare not attack the police and rush in with equipment, such as Mustang deer who just asked questions.

Ann pointed and patted his forehead. He felt that these people were going to do bad things.

Besides, lush grass on the plains and two people who are leaving the grass are too honest. If Ann is a guard, he will take out a pistol threat directly. Anyway, the copy of the branch line is almost finished, and it will not be called breach of privilege.

Turning to Lin Linglin, ye Yue collapsed there. She looked pale and had some bad effects, but her spirit was OK. It should be no big problem. When she saw Ann, she whispered to her brother Ann.

"You stopped us this morning, but this is a public area. We have to exercise our right to get materials. The police have no reason to stop us!"

The staff over there said loudly to break away from the blockade of the two people. At least the invincible power attribute of the brave is extremely high. The other party can't rush over for a while. Instead, the flash lamp and fill light keep flashing.

An Yizhi really wants to blow up these reporters with a big fireball. NIMA, what if you make such a big noise and wake up Lord Salas? Do all the staff play tentacle play with him!

"Grass! Move the gun"

The lush grass on the plains is not pedantic, and he takes out a pistol and points to reporters.

When he saw that the three people were safe and sound, plus the system prompt, he knew that most of the branch line tasks had been successful. As long as he cleared away this side detail, he could pass the customs.

"Oh! The police threaten innocent people with guns. Do you want to go to prison? As free journalists, we won't give in until we find out the truth"

Photographers lush grass on the plains of cameras were hesitant for a while, but still maintained their excellent occupation professionalism. The cameras were aimed at shooting away from the original.

"It smells like a corpse soaked in formalin. Are there a lot of missing people buried in front? What are you burying here?"

She seems to regard a few people as abductors and murderers. It's said that Mustang deer are really not afraid of death. She approaches three people step by step with a microphone, or are journalists so bold?

This is also a matter of no choice. If it were not for personal experience, normal people with common sense would not think that this series of disappearances have the existence of a mythical creature.

Moreover, an Yizhi and Lin Linglin are the last witnesses of Ye Yue's disappearance. Yamamoto is also the mistress who is close to Yi Shen's rumor. It's understandable to be misunderstood by her. It's really suspicious to outsiders.

"Can you explain? What the hell are you doing? Attribute all your evil deeds to 'Lord Salas' and get away with it?"

She said, the forbidden sentence that can't be mentioned here!

At that moment, a gentle and strange voice came from nowhere:

"Please look back here"