Survival [End Times]

While drinking the nutritional supplement, the train suddenly started shaking wildly. Yu Heng's eyes were a little blurry, so he asked Gu Minglei: "What's wrong?"

"Dragon, tornado! It's a white tornado!"

Tornado? Yu Heng was uneasy. The protective cover could block the wind, but the train was still shaking like this. There must be something more serious. He felt Gu Minglei hug him, and then the world turned upside down, and the train flipped over!

In the endless darkness, the land where the corpses were buried was dug out, and the tornado hit it wantonly. The land rolled in the wind with the rails and the train. The protective cover could block external attacks, but it couldn't resist the loss of the foundation of the land.

"Ah!!"

The passengers screamed in fear. Although the wind and sand could not get in, the fragments produced by the disintegration of the car body hit the passengers in the carriage, and they would be bleeding if they were not careful. The wind was howling, and Yu Heng didn't know where he rolled to. As soon as he felt his feet were empty, he fell down uncontrollably. The congestion in his brain made his mind blank for a moment. When he reacted, he and Gu Minglei beside him were falling down.

A chair fell beside him, and Gu Minglei screamed: "Help - my life - ah -"

Yu Heng struggled to clamp a wind-borrowing talisman to drive it, and a strong wind blew under the two of them. The two of them were not injured in the wind. He quickly got up to stabilize his body and shouted to Gu Minglei: "Hold on! I can't control it!"

The wind blanket glided down uncontrollably, slid more than ten meters along the ground, and Yu Heng turned over several times. Just as he struggled to get up, there was a loud explosion and the ground shook, shaking him back again.

The place where he fell seemed to be full of bones. He climbed twice before he stood firm. He could only see a few yellow lights in front of him. The lights were unstable and kept flashing. It seemed that something was pressing on them. The light seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze and could not illuminate the world.

"Gu Minglei? Where are you? Are you okay?"

He could not see Gu Minglei's position, nor could he hear other sounds. After shouting a few words, he heard the sound of bones rolling, but Gu Minglei still did not answer him.

Yu Heng stood still and touched his shoulder bag. The protective cover was still on. He took out two light-borrowing talismans, wiped them black and folded them. After chanting the spell, the talisman paper burned, and the flames became larger and larger, approaching the light bulb. The heart moved at will, and the two talisman lamps floated in the air, penetrating the thick evil spirit, and illuminating the ten feet around him clearly.

The ground was indeed piled with thousands of bones, and it looked a bit old. "Gu Minglei, where are you? Answer me."

The sound of bones rolling continued, but no one answered. There were survivors calling for help on the side of the train that had fallen. Yu Heng took a look and continued to search nearby. He remembered that Gu Minglei was still with him before the blanket landed. The guy yelled that he couldn't sit steadily and hugged his arm. It was impossible that he disappeared after landing.

He quickly checked all the places where Gu Minglei might have been thrown away when the blanket landed, but there was still no one. Yu Heng used the position of the train as a reference to find the place where he landed, and began to dig with the talisman lamp.

He dug out the old bones in bundles. After digging about two feet, Yu Heng saw familiar clothes. He was delighted and continued to dig, and finally pulled the person out.

"You didn't--"

What turned over was a grinning skeleton, screaming and biting at Yu Heng's neck. His hand grabbed a fire extinguisher in the air and slammed it hard, smashing the skeleton into pieces. The headless skeleton continued to claw at him with its claws and teeth bared. Its sharp nails easily tore through his clothes. Yu Heng kicked back and rolled to distance himself. He summoned a five-thunder curse on the corpse puppet and burned it to ashes.

He watched the familiar clothes disappear in the flames, and gritted his teeth and headed towards the train. The survivors who could still move had already climbed out, and some were helping to rescue people. Yu Heng shouted a few times to identify the direction of Zou Ning and Zhao Ya, and hurriedly started to dig. Zhao Ya quickly climbed out of the abandoned car, but Zou Ning's condition was very bad. Her feet were stuck in the iron sheet and her flesh was bloody, and her left calf was almost exposed to the bone.

"Bear it, bear it."

"Brother Zhang, look there, white, white paper umbrellas--"

Yu Heng looked back and saw a row of white paper umbrellas appear in the thick darkness, and then they turned into two rows, one piece, and covered the entire area. The white paper umbrellas appeared abruptly, but moved quickly. A large group of white and miserable people teleported forward. The scene had to be said to be extremely terrifying. It turned out that the white tornado that Gu Minglei saw was these white paper umbrellas.

He turned around and called Zhao Ya: "I'll count to one, two, three, you move that iron pillar, come! One! Two! Three!" He simultaneously propped up the gap with all his strength, and Zou Ning endured the pain and clenched his legs, and the flesh and blood were cut by the iron sheet, making a teeth-grinding sound of cutting.

"Hold on, I'll bandage you." The more critical the situation was, the calmer Yu Heng became. He took out the clothes that his original body brought with him, picked up a shirt, tore it open and bandaged Zou Ning's wound. The conditions were too bad, and he couldn't even wash it, so he could only apply the medicine directly. The medicine was the regular medicine he had used his position to get in other mission worlds before, but - looking at the rust on the wound, he could only pray that Zou Ning could survive for the time being, tetanus was no joke.

"I'm fine." Zou Ning gritted his teeth and looked at the white paper umbrella that was close at hand. The protective cover of the paper umbrella was already in front of him. "What is this? I have never seen or heard of it." Yu Heng handed over the medicine Put it away and whispered: "I have read a similar story in a book called "Chen Angui Facts Record". It is said that the soul of the deceased lingers in the world and cannot enter the reincarnation. He doesn't know how to repair a paper umbrella. With it, Holding a paper umbrella, you can come and go freely between the Yin and Yang worlds. The umbrella is the soul body. Those who practice more sophisticatedly can achieve the union of the soul and the umbrella. If on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the umbrella that has been mixed into the Yang world with a blinding method is taken away by a living person. If you use it, there will be a cause and effect of sheltering the wind and rain, and the living people will be rewarded one by one. It is a business of buying and selling by force. "

"Is there a way to crack it?"

"It's very simple, don't hold the handle of the umbrella. Paper umbrellas are not afraid of light and fire, only the underworld water. Maybe you can try the three-flavor spirit fire and the nine-day mysterious thunder."

As he spoke in vain, the paper umbrellas had already floated in front of them. Under some of the paper umbrellas, there were very faint white shadows, some slight outlines of human bodies. They spun involuntarily, sliding over their heads, and blocking their heads with the paper umbrellas. At that moment, a cool breath came to my face, and the chaotic world changed. Everyone could see what they wanted most.

Yu Heng was standing at the dining table. His parents came out of the kitchen with dishes. His mother greeted him with a smile: "Come on, come on, your dad and I have cooked some delicious food. Come sit down and eat."

His mother touched his face distressedly: "Why are you so thin? Hey, you just graduated. Don't be in a hurry to find a job. Your dad and I are here. You can take your time and find the one you like..."

Looking at his parents' smiling faces, he looked at them greedily for a few more times as a temporary bonus, until his parents thrust the chopsticks into his hands: "Take the chopsticks to eat, don't stand there stupidly."

He clenched his hands and didn't take it. Yu's mother looked at him doubtfully: "Take the chopsticks." Father Yu also gave him a pair: "Take the chopsticks."

"I won't eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the face of the person in front of him changed, and the mask he maintained was slightly rippled, and even his facial features were a little blurry. The two of them continued to attack from left to right unyieldingly, and two pairs of chopsticks were poked in front of his eyes: "Take it!" "Hold it!" !""take!""……"

He turned around and walked straight out the door. There was a rapid chase behind him, "Son! Xiao Heng!" "Bao'er!"

Pushing open the door, dazzling light came in. He stepped out without hesitation, and then stepped back into reality. Zou Ning and Zhao Ya beside them did not hold umbrellas. Their hands were clenched into fists, but their eyes were closed and their faces were distorted, probably to resist the temptation of hallucinations. He discovered that the evil spirit in this land was very fond of using such hallucinatory tricks, and had perfected this trick of conquering people's hearts.

The human heart is the existence of one step forward to heaven and one step back to hell. It is the most fragile and the strongest, sometimes the ugliest and sometimes the most beautiful thing.

He was about to wake up the other passengers, but he never thought that as soon as he took a step forward, the white paper umbrella flying away from him in search of its next prey suddenly stopped, spinning rapidly and piercing his heart with the tip of the umbrella. Yu Heng dodged nimbly, but the other paper umbrellas around him gathered around him at the same time, their umbrella tips all pointing towards him, as if they were going to poke him into a sieve.

Fire extinguishers can't hit these paper umbrellas at all. The umbrella soul is one, and it is not something that can be touched by earthly things. But when they poked him, they poked a bloody hole, and the tip of the umbrella sucked blood. After a while, he felt a loss of energy and blood. black.

There were too many paper umbrellas, and I tried my best to attract several five thunder spells, which scattered one layer after another. The sound of temptation in the ocean of paper umbrellas never stopped. One moment he saw his parents, another moment he saw the train arriving at the station, the sun was shining all over the earth outside, and the next moment he heard Jiujiu saying to him: Congratulations to the host for completing all the tasks.

The double physical and mental torture made him tired of coping. When he was at the end of his rope, he had to take out the three-flavored spirit fire talisman that had been soaked in Gu Minglei's blood. Using the extreme Yang blood of the Red Yang Body as a guide, it instantly exploded into a blazing sea of ​​fire.

The tongues of fire swallowed up the paper umbrellas, and they were invincible. Countless evil ghosts cried and howled, and their souls struggled vaguely under the umbrellas. The paper umbrellas fled in panic. But as long as there is a little spark, the spark will start a prairie fire, and it can be set off in the blink of an eye. Burn the paper umbrella cleanly.

Such overbearing three-flavored spiritual fire finally frightened the other paper umbrellas, and they quickly retreated. Some even had no time to lure away the souls of the prey caught in the net, and fled far away with the umbrellas folded.

The soul that was drawn out fell to the ground in a daze. When it saw its body standing in the distance, it wanted to walk back. But the ghost was strange, and there was a force from the sky that sucked it up. It stretched out its hand and screamed unwillingly, but in the end it could not return to its own body, and its traces were completely disappeared in the darkness where the light could not shine. The soul's body stood on the same spot, opening its eyes in a daze as well, with drool drooling from the corner of its mouth.

The complete collapse of the paper umbrella did not mean the arrival of victory. Yu Heng vomited a mouthful of blood and fell completely into darkness.

Countless lost people were standing, sitting or lying down, all with the same vacant expression. Before the passengers who desperately climbed out of the train ruins could take a breath, the unstable and flashing lights on the train blinked a few times and turned completely dark. Thick darkness poured in from all sides, and nothing could be seen.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?!" The survivors cried and shouted. The shouts echoed in the wilderness, and the echoes were tinged with weird crying sounds. The dark wind rolled up from the ground and climbed up from the soles of the feet.

"ah!"

The green phosphorescent light swayed slowly, illuminating the sticky blood that slid down the bones. Before the blood dried up, it was wiped dry by an invisible hand, or maybe licked dry.

In another quiet place, there was another explosion, the earth shook, and another train fell from the sky and plunged into the pile of bones. Amid the wailing and screaming, a sound gradually became clear, that was the sound of the wooden fish. The paper umbrella successfully overturned another train with the help of the soul, and came back again in the same way, intending to swallow up the souls of this whole car. Unexpectedly, the Buddhist sound mixed in the wooden fish sound was so powerful, and the golden Buddha light rippled in circles, gently shaking the paper umbrellas.

The evil ghost screamed shrilly, turned into fragments in the golden light, and was then swallowed up by the ghost.

The golden light was unstoppable, breaking the black barrier between the trains. Several spaces were opened up by the golden light. Zou Ning fell to the ground covered in blood. She broke the bone hand on her neck and threw it away. She looked up weakly towards the direction of the golden light and shed tears unconsciously.

"Help, help--" Her voice was hoarse and she could hardly speak. She coughed a few times and spit out blood. She took out a wooden sign, dipped her fingers in her own blood and drew a talisman on the wooden sign. She finished the spell intermittently, "Go!" The wooden sign turned into white light and shot towards the direction of the golden light.

After doing all this, Zou Ning could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.