"Mr. Su is back!"

"Mr. Su!"

"The mud tires in our eyes have disappeared. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

…

At the east exit of Longshanji,

When many villagers saw Su Wu's figure emerging from the shadows, their faces were full of surprise. They gathered around and asked questions.

Yun Nishang stood at the front of the crowd, raising her hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

As expected, the noise of the people was much quieter because of her gesture.

Su Wu had no expression on his face and did not answer any of the villagers' questions. The arms growing out of his armpits tore open the shadows.

Soon one pale person after another was pulled out from the shadows.

After those people came out of the shadows, they were all trembling, standing unsteadily, holding their chests, gasping for air, or trembling all over.

Normal people will have various uncomfortable reactions if they are enveloped in a strange rhyme.

"Zhiyong!"

"Dad, dad is back!"

"Xiaofen, Xiaofen..."

When the villagers saw familiar people being dragged out of the shadows by Su Wu, they immediately exploded.

Accountant Li saw his son among those people at a glance.

Along the way, he suppressed his grief and assisted the village chief in moving the people. He originally thought that his son would never come back and his body could not be found.

Unexpectedly, Su Wu would find his son directly.

He shouted immediately and strode towards his son.

Most of the other villagers reacted with excitement when they saw their loved ones being recovered, or cried loudly, or hugged each other and cried.

After experiencing this life-and-death crisis, everyone's mentality changes differently.

The villagers gathered around their missing relatives, expressing concern and greetings.

For a while, Su Wu's place became deserted.

No one continued to ask him, was it a good thing or a bad thing that the mud tires disappeared in the vision? The focus of their attention now was on the villagers who disappeared and were recovered.

Yun Nishang, Master Huang Daochang and his disciples are still standing by Su Wu's side,

Watching Su Wu drag out the last person from the shadows.

——Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is a ‘mud tire’.

The chest of this 'mud tire' rose and fell slightly, indicating that he was still breathing. He was Zhou Yang who was brought back by Su Wu.

Because his skin was transformed into mud, he was always under the influence of evil spirits.

Wrapped in Su Wu's shadow, he was the one least affected.

As soon as he was dragged out of the shadows, his eyelids slowly moved, trying to open his eyes.

"Is this... a living person?" Looking at Zhou Yang's heaving chest, Xie Yunqing looked frightened and asked Su Wu in a low voice.

"yes."

Su Wu nodded.

Looking at Yun Nishang: "Is there any way to save him? He has been severely eroded by the charm of the intestines of the Three Pure Ones - but if it weren't for him, none of these villagers would be able to come back. If he can be saved, I still hope that you will officially

The Weird Countermeasures Department can do its best to help."

If it weren't for Zhou Yang's live broadcast, Su Wu wouldn't have been able to find the key to breaking the game.

If Zhou Yang hadn't tried his best to maintain his sanity and fight against Juiyun desperately, the villagers who relied on him to form a clay body would probably be walking zombies who had lost their minds.

Zhou Yang unintentionally made a great contribution,

His previous actions were both self-rescue and rescue of others. Such great achievements cannot be ignored.

After hearing what Su Wu said, Yun Nishang's expression became serious.

"Let me see."

She whispered back, and then squatted down next to Zhou Yang, carefully checking his condition. After a while, her expression became slightly more relaxed: "The injuries on his body were very serious, and the skin layer was almost completely replaced by a mud shell.

However, after being so seriously eroded by the mysterious charm, he still has life and self-awareness, which shows that his body and will are very good.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of injury is difficult to save even with modern medicine.

However, adopting the method of accommodating Gui and replacing the mud-shell skin on his body with Gui can just save his life.

There is currently a green-skinned ghost imprisoned in the prison. With his talent and will, he has a high success rate in accommodating the green-skinned ghosts imprisoned in the prison."

After Yun Nishang finished speaking, she looked at Su Wu.

Su Wu looked at Zhou Yang on the ground and asked, "Are you willing?"

While Yun Nishang was speaking, Zhou Yang had woken up from his coma and opened his eyes.

He heard what the two of them said just now.

When Su Wu asked him, his eyes hesitated: "I, I didn't understand..."

"If you don't accommodate the trick, with your current injuries, you will die in about seven days to half a month." Yun Nishang also looked at Zhou Yang and explained aloud, "If you can accommodate the trick, you can use it sparingly.

The power of deceit,

It can extend life by about three to five years.

If you are more lucky and find something that can compete with your own weirdness, you may be able to live longer.

Are you willing to tolerate Wei and become people like us?"

"I do, I do!" After Yun Nishang finished speaking, Zhou Yang blinked his eyes, slightly louder his voice, expressing his will, "I thought I was going to die soon...

If I can live for another three to five years, there is nothing I wouldn’t do!”

"You helped us rescue these villagers,

It would be enough to exchange this credit for an opportunity to accommodate Wei." Yun Nishang nodded, and embroidery threads stretched out from her fingers and began to wrap around Zhou Yang's body, "Rest more now and stop talking.

.

I'll just arrange the rest."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Yang nodded repeatedly, and before the embroidery thread covered his face, he looked at Su Wu with earnest eyes, "Brother Su, do you remember the string of numbers I told you earlier?"

"I was just about to ask you,

What does this string of numbers mean?" Su Wu looked confused.

"Lottery numbers!

Brother Su, I encountered two strange incidents in a row. This kind of luck is beyond the reach of normal people...

Help me use that set of numbers to buy ten sports lottery tickets!

Five bets for you, five bets for me!

Brother Su, please remember to help me ensure that my wife is safe..."

The embroidery thread gradually wrapped around Zhou Yang's face, blocking his speech.

Su Wu imagined many possibilities in his mind, but he did not expect that the string of numbers spit out from Zhou Yang's mouth turned out to be a set of lottery numbers...

He shook his head and smiled.

After Yun Nishang's embroiderers wrap around living objects, they can temporarily stabilize them in a fixed state, just like vegetables that can maintain their freshness for a period of time after being put into the refrigerator.

She now wrapped embroidery thread around Zhou Yang,

This can prevent Zhou Yang's condition from deteriorating further.

After completely wrapping Zhou Yang into a 'mummy', she stood up and was about to ask Su Wu whether it was a good or bad thing for the mud tire in her vision to disappear.

Su Wu had already responded in advance: "The intestines of Sanqing have been temporarily suppressed.

About 70% of the strange charm that shrouded the mountainous road ahead dissipated.

It is still difficult for ordinary people to cross the mountainous road, but for us, it is no longer difficult - I can drag all the villagers into the shadows and take them out of the village."

"You can take nearly four hundred people out?" Yun Nishang said with shocked eyes.

"yes."

Su Wu nodded.

He looked at Yun Nishang: "But after we take them out, a sly will come to chase me. Please help me block it."

Once I regain some strength, I can drive it away again.

That trick can kill people with the help of shadows,
To be continued...