Chapter 48: The Ancient Bell Rings, The Demon Comes Out
"This ghost place has been sealed off for more than half a month, and I don't know what kind of bird it is inside."
Zhao Wei held the gun and complained to Wang Erbao beside him. Both of them were staff members stationed at Jueneng Temple.
Wang Erbao snapped and patted Zhao Wei on the back of the head: "Let me tell you, in the War Investigation Bureau, if we staff want to survive until retirement, the most important thing is to curb our curiosity.
Never try to explore the so-called truth, that is the job of investigators. When we, the staff, also have access to secrets, that is when danger comes."
"Oh." Zhao Wei agreed absentmindedly.
Wang Erbao shook his head and sighed. Many times, people can only listen to the kind words of their elders if they pay a price.
According to the War Investigation Bureau's rating, the danger level of Jueneng Temple is much higher than that of the Welfare Hospital.
This does not mean that the things inside Jueneng Temple are stronger than the Welfare Hospital.
Rather, it means that the anomaly of Jueneng Temple is more aggressive, the edges are more blurred, and it is possible to expand the scope at any time and harm ordinary people.
Even when conducting deployment and control, they could only stay at the foot of the mountain and did not dare to go any further.
In such a dangerous place, ordinary workers like them may die if they are not careful.
When, when, when...
When the bell rang, the experienced Wang Erbao immediately became alert.
Everyone who heard the sound of the bell felt irritable and restless at the same time, and a strange impulse rose from the bottom of their hearts.
In Jueneng Temple, there is an ancient bronze bell.
Every morning at five o'clock, this bell will be rung on time. When you get up to hear this bell, you will feel energetic all day long.
But since Jueneng Temple became an abnormal area, the sound of this ancient bronze bell no longer makes people sober, but instead has a hint of chaotic magic.
According to tests conducted by the Bureau of War Investigation, ordinary people who hear the sound of the bell at close range will be twisted into a psychotic murderer with a crippled mind within a few minutes.
Only elites who have received special training can withstand the effects of this bell for a long time.
Usually the sound of the bell is already very weak when we reach the bottom of the mountain, but today it seems to be much louder.
Zhao Wei rubbed his eyes and saw a monk wearing linen robes walking down the mountain with bare feet.
Wang Erbao yelled: "Be on guard, if this monk makes the slightest move, shoot immediately and notify the investigators..."
Jueneng Temple, which had been peaceful for more than ten days, was finally no longer peaceful!
The monk was pointed at by several guns, but he did not panic at all. Instead, he smiled and said: "Dear donors, you must be in pain."
No one answered him. The War Bureau's training told them that answering the demon's questions might lead to death.
The monk asked himself and answered: "You must be in pain because you are suppressing your instincts and living hypocritically."
He observed everyone's expressions and smiled: "It seems that you don't believe me, so let me ask a question.
If any of you like to play games, you will feel happy and happy when you watch your character kill, shoot through and chop enemies into pieces in the game!"
Zhao Wei thought for a while and found that this was indeed the case.
"That feeling of pleasure is your instinct! Hidden in your genes is the most primitive, ugliest, and most likely to cause excitement and pleasure, the killing instinct!
Not only the desire to kill, but also appetite, desire for competition, and the... secular rules between men and women are suppressing your nature and making you ignore your instinct.
Therefore, your life is miserable!
So, take refuge in my Buddha!
Free yourself from the shackles of the world, find your true nature under the light of my Buddha, and experience the bliss of being a human being!"
He opened his arms, his face split in the middle, and a hideous and ugly body stretched out his original body and turned into a terrifying deformed monster.
"Look at me, how happy I am to have regained my instincts!"
Zhao Wei's eyes were blurred, and his thoughts came to life. The desires that had been suppressed in his heart and dared not talk to others all seemed to have turned into little people, chirping and screaming in front of him.
At this time, he had already been influenced by the Immortal Temple.
He let go of the gun in his hand, slowly crossed the obstacle, and walked towards the monster.
"Yes, that's it, come here!"
The demon whispered in a low voice, and stretched out its tongue several meters long, with a sharp thorn emerging from the tip. It was ready to attack, waiting for Zhao Wei to get close enough.
boom!
"You little brat, you're going to die!"
Wang Erbao kicked Zhao Wei away and fired several shots at the demon. The deafening sound of the gunshots woke up many people who had been confused.
The demon's good deeds were ruined by Wang Erbao, and the spikes on his tongue stabbed at Wang Erbao.
Wang Erbao rolled around like a lazy ass and escaped the fatal attack, but his arm was pierced. He pulled out a dagger and cut off his tongue, but his arm was bleeding.
When Zhao Wei saw this scene, his eyes were filled with tears, all the chaotic thoughts in his heart were swept away, and he shot wildly at the monster.
Other staff also activated different weapons, and the demon was beaten into a sieve in the blink of an eye.
The most terrifying thing about demons is the weird mental pollution. Without the influence of mental pollution, low-level demons cannot resist thermal weapons.
The gunfire here woke up Shen Xuan who was taking a nap.
She stood up suddenly, saw the measuring instrument with the flashing red light, wiped her saliva, and picked up the walkie-talkie.
"The abnormal power of Jueneng Temple became active. All staff retreated a hundred meters and used long-range weapons to intercept any creatures coming out of Jueneng Temple... Then, the Iron Law Knights joined the battle!"
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"Patients at the back, please wait in line. Although I am the only doctor in the Welfare Hospital, I can treat patients quickly!"
After handling the case of resentful ghosts, Li Zhi has not been idle. Now that his welfare hospital is legal, he can naturally treat patients!
He wrote the deeds of Shi Xin, Chen Yucong and Yao Simeng on the small advertisement.
Because the small advertisements were so exaggerated, young people regarded Li Zhi as a liar, and most of the people who came to see him were old men and women.
As for safety issues, there is really no need to worry.
The only person who could be violent and hurt was Kuang Shiyi. Li Zhi deprived him of his abilities and then let Yan Xiaowu watch.
At this time, Yan Xiaowu was holding a dog leash and taking Kuang Shiyi for a walk in the woods.
"What do you feel uncomfortable about?"
This aunt, who was wearing a floral coat and was slightly fat, touched her ears and said slowly: "I've been hearing strange noises in my ears lately. It's buzzing. It makes people upset. Am I suffering from mental illness?"
Li Zhi's face fell: "Auntie, have you not considered going to the hospital to see an otologist?"
Aunt: "Why are you kid talking like this? I don't know what's wrong with me..."
Chapter completed!