NOVEL SIMPLE The Reiki Era of the Powerful
Chapter 303 The Evil Spirit Forced to Save People
Chapter 303 The Evil Spirit Forced to Save People
The audience is very annoyed and helpless now.
They watched the live broadcast secretly under the risk of being fished at work and being deducted from their wages by the boss, but they didn't expect that bastard Li Chongshan to let them experience an extraordinary event, and when they were discussing the most intensely, they did not say a word. Turn off the live broadcast screen, and start to put up advertisements!
From that moment on, they had no choice but to be immersed in the bombardment of Cornerstone Technology Group's fancy advertisements.
"Choose a lakeside villa and build a beautiful life together - Cornerstone Real Estate looks forward to your visit."
"The latest pet drinking fountain, don't pay 199, only 99! For yours, take the drinking fountain home! Cornerstone loves the original factory's ten-year warranty, and there is no reason to return within seven days."
"Exclusively produced by Cornerstone Military Research Institute, the 'Leiguang' air-to-surface cruise missile is compatible with various types of weapon systems to protect your country."
Audiences:"……"
I always feel that there are some strange things mixed in that ordinary people can't afford.
Fortunately, although Li Chongshan put up advertisements when he disagreed with each other, he did not turn off the barrage function, so viewers on all major platforms can still complain to their heart's content.
"There are too many advertisements...Let me conspire, are these advertisements implying something?"
"Hinting what? Hinting that the mysterious boss will use cruise missiles to smear his/her face if he jumps again?"
"Don't tell me, when I saw the advertisement for selling cruise missiles, I suddenly felt that the mysterious boss is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing that one cruise missile can't solve. If there is, just two."
"By the way, have you noticed that when Li Chongshan said his opening remarks before, he said 'the joint production of the Midnight Explorer Club and the Blackstone Research Institute'? The latter seems to be the property of the young master of the Cornerstone Technology Group. If you think about it this way, It seems that it is quite normal to place advertisements for investors.”
"Which era are you from? Director Yan is no longer the young master, he is the serious chairman of the group, the richest man in the world!"
"Wait, aren't these two program groups not dealing with each other?"
"Usually it's hard to deal with. After all, it's competitors who want to grab traffic. But in the face of a mysterious boss who can manipulate people to commit suicide, it's normal for them to join forces."
"In this way, the film crews of the two supernatural programs and the forces behind them are suspected to be real extraordinary organizations? The water in this world is too deep, right?"
"Hiss, I seem to have discovered some big secret?"
"Wait, I just came in, what did I miss? What are you talking about? What extraordinary organization?"
"Then you missed too much..."
When everyone was discussing intensely, the advertisements on the screen of the show suddenly jumped, and then jumped to the live broadcast screen.
"What the hell, the live broadcast started again suddenly?!"
But the live broadcast this time is not a high-definition version shot with professional photography equipment, but a low-quality, high-blur version shot by passers-by with an amateur lens.
What was presented in the screen was the scene of the mummy evil spirit slowly walking towards the scene of the car accident, which was captured by a driving recorder somewhere.
The dry, emaciated mummy, covered in dirty yellow bandages, looked fragile, but it carried an astonishing oppressive force.
After a few more glances, the weak-willed people will be affected by the "suicide curse" that has not completely dissipated.
"I suddenly had the idea of committing suicide again, what's going on..."
"That's your illusion! Su Er VII just saved us!"
"Forget about those messy legends, Surr VII is our pharaoh and our guardian!"
"Don't slander it!"
A string of whitewashing remarks was quickly brushed across the barrage.
As the lamp bearer denied the rumors, unconsciously, the effect of the "curse of suicide" belonging to the undead king became weaker.
The people who were slightly affected broke free from the gloomy mood, and when they looked at the screen again, they had regained their sobriety.
In the picture, the mummy walked up to a large truck whose front was hit and deformed, stretched out his hand, smashed the window glass, and dragged the driver out.
"What does King Zur VII want to do?"
"It should be to save people, right? You see, the front and door of that truck are deformed, and the driver is likely to be stuck inside and unable to move. That's why Sur VII pulled him out."
"I have a bold guess that this tragic car accident is also related to the 'suicide curse' just now. I almost committed suicide with a knife inexplicably, and it must have a greater impact on the drivers on the way. into the vehicle next to it, and ended up in this horrific series of accidents."
"It makes sense. I guess Su Er VII can know all this through some means, so it rushed to the scene to save people now, and is ready to stop the conspiracy of the mysterious boss!"
"It makes sense! I support you!"
"Where did this car accident happen? I haven't seen the news?"
"It should be the 606 highway... I was driving on this road, and it seemed to be blocked in front of me."
"Where is the live broadcast of the news?"
"Sur VII's saving posture is so rough, he actually pinched his head and pulled him out."
"Our Pharaoh's hands are relatively strong, and it is easy to accidentally crush things when he pinches them. However, the human skull is the strongest part of the human body, and it is safer to pinch."
"It's good if someone saves you, you can do it."
"I just entered the live broadcast room, and I don't understand what happened at all?"
"Shut up, newcomer, and watch for yourself."
Although the audience was arguing in the barrage, as Yan Lvge predicted, after seeing the clips edited and processed by Bailu, most of them believed that the purpose of Su Er VII's dragging people out was to To "save people" rather than "kill people".
……
At the scene of the car accident, the evil spirit's movements suddenly stopped.
It maintained this posture and stood there for a long time, as if it had become a sculpture.
It heard a lot of sounds, many of which were very small and weak, but gathered together to form a torrent.
The voice kept saying: Su Er VII, you saved him, you should have saved him, thank you for saving him.
The evil spirit listened silently, looking down at the truck driver in his hand, and it was as those voices described, it could no longer tighten its fingers to crush his head.
—Are you stopping me?
The evil spirit questioned in his heart.
--not me.As much as I would love to, I can't.
Zur VII said in a very soft and weak voice.
——Damn it, why haven't you disappeared yet? !
The evil spirit roared.
——…
Surr VII was silent.
It doesn't actually answer the question either.
However, it vaguely sensed that "self" seems to be different from the evil spirit.
When Wanmin prayed for it to become an evil spirit, it was not completely changed by the voice, but always retained a part of itself.
When everyone hoped that the evil spirit would do good deeds, it was not affected by the sound, but watched and listened quietly like a bystander.
It seems to be different from ordinary spirits such as evil spirits who are born according to wishes, and it is also different from the ancient Nile pharaoh who practiced the divine way 4000 years ago.
It is the "true spirit" awakened twice, a truly independent life separated from the existence of the Creator.
—Damn, damn, damn the sound!
——I am the Seventh King of Sur, I am!Don't you want to influence me!Don't try to control me!
The evil spirit screamed unwillingly.
But its hands made ridiculous movements that were diametrically opposed to thinking—it slowly laid the unconscious truck driver flat on the ground, as gently as if it were handling a fragile object.
—Damn it!Damn it!Damn it!
The evil spirit cursed frantically, denying those damn voices...but it couldn't deny, couldn't resist, because it was originally born because of these voices.
—I won't stop, you all have to die!
Before being driven by those sounds to save the second person, the mummy demon cursed silently and viciously.
Dirty black oily liquid burst out from its body, slowly overflowed from the gaps in the bandages, and dripped silently on the ground.
It's as if this thousand-year-old dead body has rotted and melted from the inside.
Its figure suddenly disappeared from the lens.
(End of this chapter)
The audience is very annoyed and helpless now.
They watched the live broadcast secretly under the risk of being fished at work and being deducted from their wages by the boss, but they didn't expect that bastard Li Chongshan to let them experience an extraordinary event, and when they were discussing the most intensely, they did not say a word. Turn off the live broadcast screen, and start to put up advertisements!
From that moment on, they had no choice but to be immersed in the bombardment of Cornerstone Technology Group's fancy advertisements.
"Choose a lakeside villa and build a beautiful life together - Cornerstone Real Estate looks forward to your visit."
"The latest pet drinking fountain, don't pay 199, only 99! For yours, take the drinking fountain home! Cornerstone loves the original factory's ten-year warranty, and there is no reason to return within seven days."
"Exclusively produced by Cornerstone Military Research Institute, the 'Leiguang' air-to-surface cruise missile is compatible with various types of weapon systems to protect your country."
Audiences:"……"
I always feel that there are some strange things mixed in that ordinary people can't afford.
Fortunately, although Li Chongshan put up advertisements when he disagreed with each other, he did not turn off the barrage function, so viewers on all major platforms can still complain to their heart's content.
"There are too many advertisements...Let me conspire, are these advertisements implying something?"
"Hinting what? Hinting that the mysterious boss will use cruise missiles to smear his/her face if he jumps again?"
"Don't tell me, when I saw the advertisement for selling cruise missiles, I suddenly felt that the mysterious boss is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing that one cruise missile can't solve. If there is, just two."
"By the way, have you noticed that when Li Chongshan said his opening remarks before, he said 'the joint production of the Midnight Explorer Club and the Blackstone Research Institute'? The latter seems to be the property of the young master of the Cornerstone Technology Group. If you think about it this way, It seems that it is quite normal to place advertisements for investors.”
"Which era are you from? Director Yan is no longer the young master, he is the serious chairman of the group, the richest man in the world!"
"Wait, aren't these two program groups not dealing with each other?"
"Usually it's hard to deal with. After all, it's competitors who want to grab traffic. But in the face of a mysterious boss who can manipulate people to commit suicide, it's normal for them to join forces."
"In this way, the film crews of the two supernatural programs and the forces behind them are suspected to be real extraordinary organizations? The water in this world is too deep, right?"
"Hiss, I seem to have discovered some big secret?"
"Wait, I just came in, what did I miss? What are you talking about? What extraordinary organization?"
"Then you missed too much..."
When everyone was discussing intensely, the advertisements on the screen of the show suddenly jumped, and then jumped to the live broadcast screen.
"What the hell, the live broadcast started again suddenly?!"
But the live broadcast this time is not a high-definition version shot with professional photography equipment, but a low-quality, high-blur version shot by passers-by with an amateur lens.
What was presented in the screen was the scene of the mummy evil spirit slowly walking towards the scene of the car accident, which was captured by a driving recorder somewhere.
The dry, emaciated mummy, covered in dirty yellow bandages, looked fragile, but it carried an astonishing oppressive force.
After a few more glances, the weak-willed people will be affected by the "suicide curse" that has not completely dissipated.
"I suddenly had the idea of committing suicide again, what's going on..."
"That's your illusion! Su Er VII just saved us!"
"Forget about those messy legends, Surr VII is our pharaoh and our guardian!"
"Don't slander it!"
A string of whitewashing remarks was quickly brushed across the barrage.
As the lamp bearer denied the rumors, unconsciously, the effect of the "curse of suicide" belonging to the undead king became weaker.
The people who were slightly affected broke free from the gloomy mood, and when they looked at the screen again, they had regained their sobriety.
In the picture, the mummy walked up to a large truck whose front was hit and deformed, stretched out his hand, smashed the window glass, and dragged the driver out.
"What does King Zur VII want to do?"
"It should be to save people, right? You see, the front and door of that truck are deformed, and the driver is likely to be stuck inside and unable to move. That's why Sur VII pulled him out."
"I have a bold guess that this tragic car accident is also related to the 'suicide curse' just now. I almost committed suicide with a knife inexplicably, and it must have a greater impact on the drivers on the way. into the vehicle next to it, and ended up in this horrific series of accidents."
"It makes sense. I guess Su Er VII can know all this through some means, so it rushed to the scene to save people now, and is ready to stop the conspiracy of the mysterious boss!"
"It makes sense! I support you!"
"Where did this car accident happen? I haven't seen the news?"
"It should be the 606 highway... I was driving on this road, and it seemed to be blocked in front of me."
"Where is the live broadcast of the news?"
"Sur VII's saving posture is so rough, he actually pinched his head and pulled him out."
"Our Pharaoh's hands are relatively strong, and it is easy to accidentally crush things when he pinches them. However, the human skull is the strongest part of the human body, and it is safer to pinch."
"It's good if someone saves you, you can do it."
"I just entered the live broadcast room, and I don't understand what happened at all?"
"Shut up, newcomer, and watch for yourself."
Although the audience was arguing in the barrage, as Yan Lvge predicted, after seeing the clips edited and processed by Bailu, most of them believed that the purpose of Su Er VII's dragging people out was to To "save people" rather than "kill people".
……
At the scene of the car accident, the evil spirit's movements suddenly stopped.
It maintained this posture and stood there for a long time, as if it had become a sculpture.
It heard a lot of sounds, many of which were very small and weak, but gathered together to form a torrent.
The voice kept saying: Su Er VII, you saved him, you should have saved him, thank you for saving him.
The evil spirit listened silently, looking down at the truck driver in his hand, and it was as those voices described, it could no longer tighten its fingers to crush his head.
—Are you stopping me?
The evil spirit questioned in his heart.
--not me.As much as I would love to, I can't.
Zur VII said in a very soft and weak voice.
——Damn it, why haven't you disappeared yet? !
The evil spirit roared.
——…
Surr VII was silent.
It doesn't actually answer the question either.
However, it vaguely sensed that "self" seems to be different from the evil spirit.
When Wanmin prayed for it to become an evil spirit, it was not completely changed by the voice, but always retained a part of itself.
When everyone hoped that the evil spirit would do good deeds, it was not affected by the sound, but watched and listened quietly like a bystander.
It seems to be different from ordinary spirits such as evil spirits who are born according to wishes, and it is also different from the ancient Nile pharaoh who practiced the divine way 4000 years ago.
It is the "true spirit" awakened twice, a truly independent life separated from the existence of the Creator.
—Damn, damn, damn the sound!
——I am the Seventh King of Sur, I am!Don't you want to influence me!Don't try to control me!
The evil spirit screamed unwillingly.
But its hands made ridiculous movements that were diametrically opposed to thinking—it slowly laid the unconscious truck driver flat on the ground, as gently as if it were handling a fragile object.
—Damn it!Damn it!Damn it!
The evil spirit cursed frantically, denying those damn voices...but it couldn't deny, couldn't resist, because it was originally born because of these voices.
—I won't stop, you all have to die!
Before being driven by those sounds to save the second person, the mummy demon cursed silently and viciously.
Dirty black oily liquid burst out from its body, slowly overflowed from the gaps in the bandages, and dripped silently on the ground.
It's as if this thousand-year-old dead body has rotted and melted from the inside.
Its figure suddenly disappeared from the lens.
(End of this chapter)
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