Alien Hotel

To be honest, Song Cheng doesn't actually care what Yu Sheng wants - after all, they have "cooperated" so many times. He now fully understands the director's attitude towards Sheng. The only thing he worries about is that this thing is a little bit... It's easy to hold someone up, but after seeing Hu Li and his family peeling off a chicken leg until only the bones were left, he no longer had this last worry...

On the contrary, Yu Sheng was more embarrassed. After the skewers were delivered, he glanced at Song Cheng awkwardly: "Really? You didn't even ask?"

"As long as you don't roast me," Captain Song said with a serious look on his face, trying hard to control himself and ignore the movement of Hu Li playing with skewers next to him, "Our Secret Service always starts from a practical point of view——"

Yu Sheng was so happy that he casually pulled all the other alchemy materials he wanted into the beaver's tail.

Then he walked to the houses of the angel believers.

These cultists did not die very long ago. It is estimated that the crazy "self-sacrifice" ceremony should have occurred the night before. Yu Sheng believed that his ability to "talk to the dead" should be useful to such "fresh" corpses. It works.

He opened the palm of one of the cultists, and blood that had not yet completely coagulated slowly seeped out from the wound.

He took a gentle breath, reached out to touch the cooled blood, and whispered softly to himself: "Come, let's talk.

17

In an instant, the stagnant and faded world belonging to the dead arrived.

Everything around him turned into monotonous black, white and gray, and the whole room fell into silence. The cold blood established a temporary channel. Yu Sheng was in a daze for a moment. After his vision stabilized, he saw the angel cultist lying on the morgue. He had opened his eyes, empty and stiff, and was staring at himself.

This idiosyncratic gaze is terrifying.

"I——" A hoarse and low growl came from the cultist's throat, like a hollow echo from an empty shell, "I should have returned to the embrace of the Lord——"

"I don't know where the dead go, but now you are stopped by me," Yu Sheng smiled, looking at the talking body, "You sacrificed yourself to Ancaela - this For what?"

As if the word "Ancaela" suddenly stimulated, the confused body suddenly opened its eyes wide. He stared at Yu Sheng, as if he was trying to distinguish who the person in front of him was, and as if I want to understand what happened to me, but the chaos of the dead invades He, the cultist, struggled hard for a few seconds, and his most intense thoughts and memories before death finally opened the door to Yu Sheng - "Ah, we heard the voice of the Lord - the child finally opened the door to Yu Sheng. Wake up, we offer guidance - the time has come to fulfill our promise.”

The deceased struggled to sit up. In this faded and silent afterlife, he looked at Yu Sheng's eyes, and then suddenly opened his mouth.

The corpse suddenly let out a weird and terrifying laugh, as if it suddenly understood something. His mouth opened wider and wider, and finally even tore his own cheek and tore his head, and a hoarse and harsh noise came from his body. "Ah, I know who you are - you have been in contact with that sacred Umbilical cord, you appeared in the Lord's dream -... - The whisper has outlined your destiny - Hahahaha, everything has been foreshadowed! Poor people, poor people! It's too late! Hahaha ----- we are not here, we -. are no longer here -.

The maniacally laughing body suddenly twitched violently, and then fell down again amidst the crazy noise. Its disturbing laughter and screams echoed in the ears like some vicious curse.

Yu Sheng listened in surprise, and before he could ask any more questions, the fallen body burned rapidly - the pale flames devoured that body in the blink of an eye, and then, other bodies on the morgue followed. They also started burning violently one after another!

In the monotonous dead world of black and white, the bodies of all the angel believers were burning. Yu Sheng looked around in shock and saw the ignited corpses twitching. They screamed in the flames, laughed wildly, and shouted Ankaai. The name of Ra was shouted, the umbilical cord and the omen of awakening, and many other sentences that were incomprehensible to humans, like pure noise, and then suddenly all the noise disappeared.

Those blazing pale flames disappeared from Yusheng's vision as if they had never appeared before.

The color returned. Yu Sheng blinked and saw that he had returned to the normal real world. The bodies of those angel believers were still lying quietly on the morgue, seemingly unchanged at all.

However, when he tried to cut open the palm of another corpse and have a "dead conversation" with the second angel cultist, he found that he only heard a short and hollow whistle.

It was as if some "things" in these bodies had disappeared. When those pale flames burned just now, the remaining "souls" in all the angelic believers' bodies left this place.

Song Cheng walked over from the side with a nervous expression on his face: "What's wrong? The ceremony failed?"

".----No, the ceremony was successful," Yu Sheng calmed down, temporarily suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind, and said quickly, "But they said a lot of crazy things, and I couldn't listen to them. So right”

He told the Secret Service captain in front of him all the crazy words he heard during the "conversation with the dead", including the fact that he could no longer establish "communication" with the corpses of other cultists.

Song Cheng's brows gradually turned into two knots, and his expression became particularly solemn: "The 'Lord's' child is about to wake up? And he's 'offering guidance'? And he's saying we're a step too late..."

He was talking to himself, and after a while, Eileen next to him suddenly reminded him: "Go and see the angel cultist whose defense we breached before? See if we can ask him anything else."

Yu Sheng and Song Cheng looked at each other quickly, and then nodded at the same time.

The group of people (including the fox who was already full) quickly left the morgue and came to the place where the angel believers were imprisoned.

When he walked into the gate and the light curtain receded, Yu Sheng once again saw the bald man who had been lectured to by him several times.

The other party looked even thinner than last time and a little depressed, but he still sat upright in the room, as if even now, he was still trying his best to maintain the last trace of himself as a "servant of the messenger" pride.

But when Yu Sheng appeared in the room, the bald cultist still showed an expression of surprise and even fear.

"Here I am again," Yu Sheng was not polite to the other party. After passing by, he sat directly on the bed opposite the other party. "Tell me, do you want to cooperate directly or go through the process?"

"What process?" The bald man subconsciously shifted his gaze, but then turned his head and looked calmly into Yu Sheng's eyes.

"You just keep being unruly, then I'll beat you up, and you continue to be unruly,

I'll beat you again - several times and you'll show that you're strong and unyielding, but the puppet next to me will get into your mind and dig out all the remaining secrets in your memory," Yu Sheng said casually, "You should know that the barrier of will you are so proud of is now In fact, it is already riddled with holes. Irene can get in once or countless times. The only difference is whether you need to take a few more beatings - I personally don't care. Anyway, if you are used to following the process, then You can adjust your expression now. "

The bald believer obviously didn't expect Yu Sheng to be so straightforward this time. His expression changed several times, but in the end, he still shook his head.

"Whatever, I have no more secrets. You can use all the methods you can think of. This cursed doll can also dig out all my consciousness and search carefully - death or torture, I will not Ready.”

Yu Sheng stared into the other person's eyes and found that this guy had a calm face.

This calm doesn't seem fake.

"Do you know that all your accomplices are dead?" Yu Sheng said suddenly, "We found the place where they were hiding - they are all dead, not a single one is left."

The expression on the Angel Cultist's face finally changed a little.

But there was no trace of sadness or wavering in that change. Instead, they faced off like this with some inexplicable joy and calmness for several minutes. Only then did Yu Sheng hear the angelic believer make a vague cry: "Ah, it seems The container has finally matured————.”

Yu Sheng's heart moved, and he rushed forward and grabbed the other party's collar: "What did you say? What does 'the container is finally mature' mean?" "

However, this time the angelic believer really didn't have any nervousness and fear at all. He truly calmed down completely. Facing Yu Sheng's gaze, there was even a faint sarcasm in his eyes. He opened his mouth and spoke with his mouth. Xing said silently: "See you again. For a second, Yu Sheng felt that the body of the person he was holding suddenly sank, and the other person's breath disappeared in the blink of an eye, just like a person directly switching his state from "survival" At "death\

,"This angelic cultist who was controlled by layers of bans and monitoring devices actually died right in front of him.

The monitor on the roof even heard Song Cheng's stunned exclamation: "Ah?! What's going on?!"

Yu Sheng frowned, and did not bother to respond to Song Cheng. Instead, he casually took out a knife and made a wound on the arm of the angel cultist who had just died. The angel cultist opened his eyes blankly, and he was obviously a little confused when he saw Yu Sheng in front of him.

Obviously, the reaction of a recently deceased person during "Conversation with the Dead" is much more responsive than that of corpses that have been dead for a long time. At least their expressions are quite "human".

Yu Sheng just stared at the other person, grabbed the latter's collar and continued to ask: "You haven't finished speaking yet, what does 'the container is finally mature' mean?"

The Angelic Cultist blinked and seemed to finally understand what was happening.

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