The Witch

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, forty-nine drones lifted off silently over Haicheng, forming a huge purification formation in the air, covering the entire Haicheng with a transparent coat.

The moment the transparent protective net took shape, all Haicheng people suddenly felt warm, but they didn't care too much. After a brief surprise, they continued their lives.

Huo Mingzhi was coming out of the coffee shop with two cups of hot coffee. He walked a few steps, but suddenly he stopped and looked around for a while before continuing to the police car on the side of the road.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Huo Mingzhi handed a cup of coffee to Yang Ming.

"Thank you, boss, you should have a cup of hot coffee to work **** a snowy day." Yang Ming couldn't wait to take a sip from the lid, only feeling his hands and feet warm.

"Yang Ming, do you have a weird feeling?" Huo Mingzhi asked Yang Ming.

"Which aspect?"

"It's just..." Huo Ming knew that he didn't know how to explain, and after thinking about it, he said, "Do you think there are so many people today?"

"It's snowing in Haicheng today, and many people ran out to see the snow."

"I'm not talking about this." Huo Ming knew, "Do you feel particularly crowded."

"squeeze?"

"Yes, when you are walking on the road, it always feels like someone is squeezing you. Just like the feeling you felt when you were in the scenic spots during the Golden Week trip last year." Huo Ming knew.

"Boss, do you want to take a vacation?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"I mean...Forget it, it seems you don't feel that way." Huo Mingzhi scratched his head irritably, and began to wonder if he was tired without rest for too long.

When he went out this morning, he felt strange that the road was particularly crowded, as if there were people everywhere, but it was obvious that the pedestrians on the road were not crowded at all. And just now, when he came out of the coffee shop, this kind of crowded feeling was a lot less, like the crowded crowd, gradually receding.

"This snow should stop at night." Yang Ming stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of snowflakes outside the window. Although this cold air appeared abnormal, its trajectory was very regular. After staying in each city for a day, it would go down. a city.

"Who knows, maybe it will take seven days in a row." Huo Mingzhi couldn't help but joked, thinking of the story he heard in Jilang's studio at noon.

"With this amount of snowfall, if it lasts for seven consecutive days, it will be comparable to the Northeast."

The two laughed and quarreled, and no one took it seriously.

Haicheng Association Headquarters.

After the purification formation was opened, the association masters from all over the country gathered in the conference room. These people are the presidents or elder-level tasks of the major city branches, and the president of the association is Ju Xiong who presides over the meeting.

Juxiong is a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance. He sat in the first place and said straightforwardly: "Everyone, tell me, what can you do about the current situation."

"I agree with President Qi's opinion that this battle must be stopped, the nightmare and the ghost king, which is out of control, the consequences are unimaginable." A gray-haired old man said.

"How do you stop it?" Juxiong asked.

"In fact, the root of all this is the doll in the hands of the wizard. I still recommend starting from the wizard side. She should be moved by emotion and reason, so that she can focus on the overall situation. It can't be because of a magic weapon in her hand. Brings the catastrophe of the world." Someone said.

"Elder Fang is right. If the wizard is willing to sacrifice the doll, it is the best solution. But how can this kind of thing be easy to say." A middle-aged man in a suit said, "After all, he was asked to sacrifice. The soul is not our own."

"Sang Tian, ​​what do you mean? I do all this to save more people. You can't save your wife because of a wizard. You don't even care about the overall situation." Elder Fang's face changed suddenly, and he looked badly. Middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was Sang Tian, ​​the chairman of Licheng, and Dong Yongyuan's little uncle.

"I don't mean anything, I just want to say that sacrificing myself to save the world is brave, but forcing others to sacrifice to save the world, anyway... I can't do it." Sang Tian said.

"Is this my persecution? This is the Witch Gu doll named by the Ghost King. If he wants my soul, I can sacrifice for the world without saying a word." Elder Fang said loudly.

"Elder Fang is righteous." Another young man with dyed red hair laughed and applauded, "Isn't it? It's a pity that the king of ghosts didn't care about your soul. If so, we only need to do it after you sacrifice. A grand memorial service is enough to remember your sacrifice."

"You..." Elder Fang flushed, but he said all the words that were stunned.

"Okay." Ju Xiong stopped it. Now the association is in the stage of changing from the old to the new. The opinions of the two people are also violently colliding. The last time they wanted to imprison a nightmare, they quarreled once. .

"Chairman Sang, since you don't agree with Elder Fang, what do you think?" Ju Xiong looked at Sang Tian. Sang Tian is the leader of the young generation of the association. If the world is immortal, his successor will say he.

Sang Tian sat upright and slowly said, "There is another way to stop this battle."

The people in the conference room heard the words and looked at Sang Tian together.

"We shot and killed one of them." Sang Tian said.

"Puff..." As soon as he said this, the red-haired man just couldn't help laughing.

"Sang Tian, ​​what kind of nonsense are you talking about." Elder Fang said angrily. "What we have to do is to avoid war. Are you still trying to lead a war?"

"Elder Fang, you just said that if you need to make sacrifices to save the world, you must go, why are you reacting so much now?" Sang Tian asked.

"What does this have to do with my sacrifice?"

"It is now obvious that the ghost king must have a doll, and the wizard and the nightmare are resolutely unwilling to sacrifice. Both of us cannot persuade, so we can only do it ourselves. Our association took action and fought one of them to the death, and killed one of them. The two of them will naturally not fight, and the crisis of extinction will naturally be lifted." The red-haired man said.

"If we attack the nightmare, the ghost king will definitely stop us for the doll. When the two are attacked, we have no chance of winning. Isn't this going to die in vain?"

"Then kill the ghost king, the ghost king is in Lishan." Sang Tian said.

"We are not the opponent of the ghost king at all." Elder Fang said.

"I haven't fought, how do you know that it is not the opponent of the ghost king?" Sang Tian said, "Furthermore, even if we can't fight, our association can be considered as trying its best. At that time, I will come out to persuade the wizard to sacrifice the doll. We can't be the association, let the family sacrifice their daughter without a drop of blood."

"Yes." The middle-aged monk sitting next to Sang Tian also answered, "Anyway, if someone comes over and tells me that killing your daughter can save the world, I must kill him first."

This middle-aged monk has a five-year-old daughter, and he is a standard daughter slave.

"If we sacrifice dozens or hundreds of lives, can we get the wizard to agree?" an old man with white hair asked.

"At least this will let the wizards know that our association is working hard to save the world." Sang Tiandao, "the ghost king was born. It is our association, not Wu Miaomiao, who should solve this problem."

"But the ghost king was attracted by Wu Miaomiao, who first injured the ghost king's daughter."

"Speaking of this, when the ghost king's daughter was doing harm to people, if it weren't for Wu Miaomiao's action, everyone sitting there would at least die one or two." Sang Tian said.

In the history of the association, every time a ghost will haunt, once a fierce battle, one or two masters will inevitably be killed or injured.

"Or, we will let the ghost king's daughter harm people and turn a blind eye."

"Of course not." Ju Xiong said immediately.

"So, even if Wu Miaomiao doesn't make a move, we will kill the ghost king's daughter, and the ghost king will still come to us." Sang Tian's words made the old-fashioned old school silent for a while.

Of course, sacrificing the doll is the best solution, and they also hope that Wu Miaomiao can do this. But they also had to admit that what Sang Tian said just now was not wrong, if it weren't for Wu Miaomiao, the enemy of the ghost king would be them.

"But if it weren't for Wu Miaomiao's success in raising the spirit, the ghost king might not have the idea of ​​destroying the world." Elder Fang said persistently.

"Heh." The red-haired man sneered, "Elder Fang, you said, if there is a perverted killer who likes to kill girls in red dresses, you said it was the perverted killer's fault, or that girls shouldn't wear red dresses."

"He Yan!" Elder Fang became angry from embarrassment, "How can the two be compared? We should save the world at all costs."

"I heard it, what you mean is that as long as the goal can be achieved, it is okay to not compromise the means." He Yan said.

"You..." Elder Fang became angry again.

"Although it's a bit unreasonable to do so, it's special. If you can save the world, some small sacrifices are inevitable." said the white-haired elder sitting next to Elder Fang.

All of a sudden, the two attitudes in the conference room became sharply opposed. The younger group felt that they should do their best to fight the ghost king and save the world by themselves. But the conservative group felt that it was possible to sacrifice something that a baby could understand, so why sacrifice more lives.

"We vote." Elder Fang said, "All members of the association vote to see which party supports more."

"Vote?" Sang Tian frowned.

"Why, afraid?" Elder Fang said.

"It's not afraid, but it's unnecessary." Sang Tian said, "After all, even if Elder Fang's proposal is approved, how can you get the wizard to agree? If we can't beat the ghost king, can we beat the nightmare?"

Suddenly, weirdly quiet in the meeting room.

"Outsiders don't know, but we know it well." Sang Tian said, "The reason why we have not taken compulsory measures against the nightmare for so many years is not because we can't kill the nightmare, and we are afraid of irritating him. Ji Lang When he is awake, the nightmare will be suppressed by him, but once he encounters danger, the nightmare power will automatically protect the lord. Only when Ji Lang naturally grows old, the nightmare power will disappear with his soul until the next reincarnation. Don’t think we don’t know. Ten years ago, you had the next assassin and deliberately put a ghost to kill him. Not only did you fail to kill Ji Lang, but instead let his nightmare power grow. So these years , You guys stopped like this."

"We are not doing this to save more people. Moreover, in history, whoever reincarnated with the power of nightmare is not a miserable life experience." Elder Fang said.

"Elder Fang, I think it's painful for you to live like this. Why should I help you reincarnate in advance?" He Yan smiled.

"you……"

"Why, no?" He Yan mocked.

"Alright." Ju Xiong patted the table heavily. "Someone from the underworld will come later to see if there is any way the underworld can do it."

"It's dinner." Ji Lang set the tableware and shouted toward the balcony.

"Come here." Wu Miaomiao ran over in a few steps, pulling a chair away and sitting opposite Ji Lang.

Wawa stopped watching TV, ran over and sat beside Wu Miaomiao. Although it can't eat anything, it likes the feeling of a family sitting and eating together.

"The ghost outside is half gone." Wu Miaomiao clamped a piece of ribs and said as he ate, "This association still has some skills. Such a large enchantment will be completed in one day."

If the snow is allowed to fall forever and no measures are taken, when the yin and the sun are declining, Haicheng will definitely be in chaos. She and Ji Lang were still thinking about whether they should go to the Ghost King in advance to take this ride. After all, this one is definitely going to be fought, early, at least not to make Haicheng mess up in advance. But with this level of enchantment arranged by the association, they don't have to worry, and they can have a few more days of normal days.

After all, after the battle with the ghost king, either the ghost king died or the family of three died.

"What is your third dream?" Ji Lang asked suddenly.

"Yes……"

"Knock." At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Wu Miaomiao was stunned: "Are you a lobbyist from the association?"

"I'll open the door." Ji Lang got up and opened the door.

Seeing Ji Lang had gone, Wu Miaomiao continued to lower his head to eat, anyway, no matter who came, Xianggong would go back.

"Brother!" The doll sitting beside Wu Miaomiao suddenly shouted and jumped off the chair and ran towards the entrance.

Wu Miaomiao was taken aback, turned his head to look, and saw that the ghost boy who changed his suit was smiling at Yan Yan standing at the door, opening his arms and hugging the baby who was running towards him.