Thriller Trainee

The trainees in the central turntable were relatively silent, and not many people spoke.

no.8 The black wizard stood in place, and the green eyes hidden under the hood looked at the position of the white-haired magician.

Zong Jiu just glanced at him lightly, as if looking at an insignificant stranger.

The door of the big turntable under the night sky was open, and it was plated with a layer of bright fluorescence, which also made clear the identity of his safe house.

"Hurry up, the safe house is right in front, the victory is right in front of you, run fast!"

One after another, trainees ran over, and some trainees had ghosts behind them, and even followed the dark shadows in hospital gowns holding large axes.

It's a pity that after the trainees ran into the safe house, these ghosts could only stare miserably at this side, and left angrily.

Under the night sky, I could only hear the bgm in the underworld of the black man carrying the coffin in the speaker in the amusement park, and there was a hint of horror in the joy of shaking his legs.

The screams came and went one after another, and occasionally we could hear the strange noises of various special props. Then a ball of fireworks exploded, and then a grimace appeared in the dark.

Xu Su squatted down and rubbed his shoulders, then sat down on the big turntable, unscrewed a bottle of sports drink in his hiking bag, and poured himself a big sip. "I don't know where the next safe house will be. , I hope not to be too far away from here."

Of course all the trainees think so too.

The time limit of the safe house is only fifty minutes. After fifty minutes, they will have to wait another ten minutes to know the location of the next safe house.

Fortunately, the main system stipulates that ghosts cannot stand guarding the door. If these ghosts are all guarding at the door of the safe house, the trainees will be miserable.

Zong Jiu stood in place, looking into the distance.

The houses overlapped behind the trees, like a devil with teeth and claws released from hell, wrapped in thick and sticky shadows.

He and Zhuge acted separately, Zong Jiu and Tu Yumen led a team, and the exorcist went it alone in order to avoid suspicion. According to the plan, Zhuge An should look for no.6, and then Zongjiu should lead the team to find no.2, and pull off the puppet thread on the head of the big brother.

But now the question is, where is Fan Zhuo?

It stands to reason that the Ye Clan would also choose a district as the entry point for action, but when Zong Jiu was at the door, he couldn't find anyone else, and he couldn't even see the shadow, which was a bit strange.

While Zong Jiuwu was meditating, the soles of everyone's feet suddenly shook.

"what happened?!"

Tu Yumen almost fell on the spot, and finally grabbed the seat on the side to support it.

"Everyone hurry up to help, this broken turntable is about to start!"

As if it were a response, there was a ringing ringing in the starting room of the big turntable in the lower center.

Everyone has played in the amusement park in the past two weeks, so naturally they don't know what this sound means.

This is clearly the sound of the amusement facility about to start!

"Fuck me, quickly find a seat and sit on it. When this is started, it can turn ninety degrees!"

"Fuck, the main system is your uncle! The safe house is still active, something is wrong!"

When the time came, the curse resounded across the night sky.

All the trainees standing on the turntable rushed to the seats around the periphery of the turntable like hungry wolves, and the speed of light fastened their seat belts.

Just kidding, many people here have played this project.

Compared with other big turntables, the central big turntable is large enough, and the arc of rotation cannot roll 360 degrees in the air like other smaller turntables. But it has also become the gospel for the trainees.

——Because the seats are obviously not enough.

Under the premise that there is not enough seats, if this amusement equipment really comes with an upside down golden hook in mid-air, the trainees must not commit suicide on the spot.

"If you can't find a seat, find something to hold! It's okay to pull the seat belt!"

Fortunately, Zong Jiu was fast enough. After buckling his seat belt, he grabbed Xu Su who had not had time to find his seat, and turned his head to direct the other trainees who were too late to react.

At the very moment, the huge central turntable was activated.

The trainee who could not get the position quickly grabbed something and tried to lock himself on it.

Xu Su pulled Zong Jiu's seat.

Some unlucky ones who didn't have time to find a point of borrowing were directly thrown out by the rotating centrifugal force, and suddenly rolled out of the safe house. Not to mention the pain of falling from a height, I don't know which ghost fell into the hunting range , Screaming cut through the night sky.

Tu Yumen in the seat next to him was crying without tears, "The seat belt on this seat is broken."

Zong Jiu: "..."

A barrage in the live broadcast hahahahahaha.

[Fuck, it's worthy of being a non-Chief, just pick a seat and the seat belt can break! 】

[The Tuyumen boss has never let me down, unfortunately, there is really no one! 】

[My source of happiness, Dingdong, online]

[Hahahaha my god, every time the Onmyoji can refresh my knowledge of the two characters of non-chief]

They all sat up, naturally unable to remedy any more, Zong Jiu could only help his forehead and said, "Hurry up!"

The turntable shook higher and higher, and suddenly reached the highest point.

Under the violent ups and downs, more and more trainees could not withstand the impact, and were suddenly thrown off, falling heavily to the ground, life and death unknown. Fortunately, Tuyumen was not a chief, but he was able to tie himself to the seat with spiritual power, and he didn't need other people's help.

Instead, Xu Su stared at Venus in the sky. If it hadn't been for Zong Jiu to pull his mountaineering bag, he might have been thrown off.

Among this group of people, the wizards of the Witch Club have become the most beautiful existence.

A cloud of black mist condensed in the black wizard's hand, and he lifted him into the air all at once, without the help of any force, and he could easily walk on the ground. The other wizards are not as powerful as him, and can also fix themselves on the turntable floor through the black mist, not having to find a seat.

On weekdays, the happy few minutes of the big turntable have become a long torment that is not as good as death.

When the turntable stopped in place again, many trainees rushed to the edge and began to vomit, and their complexions turned into eggplant purple.

"Oh, my goodness, yue—"

Xu Su foamed at the mouth and couldn't recover for a long time.

When he recovers, the safe house will expire again.

Tu Yumen greeted the team members. Everyone couldn't care about the uncomfortable churn in the air just now. They tied their skates and stepped on the skateboard, and quickly got ready to work, ready to ride.

"Don't worry, there will be ten minutes to announce the new safe house, and continue to watch the changes."

Zong Jiu took out a flashlight from his bag, stepped on the skateboard with the other foot, and even put on a pair of transparent windshield Xianxin.

One minute later, the main system announced: [The first round of safe houses has expired]

In the distant darkness, there are undulating and cold ghost sounds.

Just when everyone looked vigilant, lowered their bodies, and was ready to find a good angle to drive away, these cold laughter died down in an instant.

The sound disappeared very abruptly, as if it was cut off in the middle, and there was no follow-up at once.

At the same time, the clutter and hustle hiding behind the darkness also disappeared, and the world suddenly became extremely quiet. Except for the music from the underworld that was still playing in the pumpkin speakers in the amusement park, it was even the fallen leaves blowing in the wind. No sound can be heard either.

It's kind of weird.

Onmyoji took the lead in showing a solemn expression.

"——!"

Suddenly, a voice that could not be described in words sounded. It was like something cruising on the ground and floating in the air, slowly cutting the air away, making people feel sore.

A little further away, the pumpkin lanterns floating in the air suddenly went out one by one, the golden-red flames turned into white smoke, and after a while, the faint blue ghost fire was rekindled.

Quiet, weirdly quiet.

Above the shadows, broken fabrics appeared in the void, and something deeper and darker appeared on the stage.

Soon, the trainees were horrified to discover that it was not a hanging fabric, but a large black hood that was two people tall.

The hood was floating in the air, the hem of the black robe was a few feet away from the ground, and the broken strips of cloth rolled and rolled with the thick black fog behind him, like a nightmare.

The mouth of the cap was open outwards, and from the outside, only the deep black mist emerging from the inside could be seen, just like the plague spread by Satan, and when you got closer, you could see dots of black unknown ashes. The flowers and plants in the surrounding flowerbeds withered and decayed without warning at the moment they were exposed to the mist, turning into a brownish-yellow pus.

The dead bird, symbolizing death, poked its head from the top of the black mist and howled hoarsely.

It turned into white bones and carried a huge black sickle in his hand, with moonlight and cold light reflecting off the edge.

Grimreaper, originated from the image of death of the Kates and the ancient religions of the Middle East, eventually became the popular name for death in folklore. Typical representative items are black cloak and scythe.

Xu Su swallowed, "This...this appearance, should, shouldn't it be the ghost king who ignores the hunting range?"

No one speaks, everyone has the answer in their hearts.

These days, the ghost dolls in the amusement park are well known to everyone. The average doll is at most wearing an upper body hood, like the one in front of me floating in mid-air, ignoring gravity, and comes with the effect of destroying the sky and destroying the earth. There were no records in the manuals and maps of several large organizations present.

The possibility of being the king of ghosts accounts for 90%.

"What are you doing in a daze, run!"

Zong Jiu gave an order, kicked the soles of his feet on the ground, and quickly stepped on the skateboard to rush forward.

The trainees of several other organizations were also scared to disperse like birds and beasts, and no one wanted to feel the feeling of human skin touching the black mist in person.

The white-haired youth led a small group of people from one street to another, and there was no need to look back to hear the rubbing of the corners of the robe in the air.

Xu Su said panting as he ran, "Brother Nine, how do I feel that this **** of death is chasing us."

There were three or four teams of trainees in front of the big turntable just now. After dispersing, the hooded Grim Reaper didn't even give them a look. He carried a sickle and flew straight towards the magician team, faster than the chainsaw madman before. It's just one heaven and one earth.

The barrage also discovered this.

[What's the matter, why is this **** of death chasing the magician's team]

[I am also puzzled about this. I have been chasing three or four blocks from the first district to the second district. What's the matter]

[Is it possible that there is something about this team that attracts the ghost king? 】

[Now I can be sure that this **** of death must be the king of ghosts, and at such a distance, it can still lock the prey... I think I can only wait for the next round of safe houses to be released]

[More than that, it's too fast, if you continue to run like this, there might be trainees who will be caught immediately]

After running through three streets, Tuyumen gritted his teeth: "Let's go away separately! This ghost king mostly came for me!"

Onmyoji is very self-aware, his profession is dealing with ghosts, and the spiritual power on his body is a great tonic for ghosts. Generally, the first thing that ghost ghosts have to solve is him.

It can be said that Tuyumen is equivalent to a large-scale spiritual attraction device, coupled with his non-chief attribute, this is the first safe house to encounter the ghost king, and there is no one.

In a sense, he feels guilty for dragging down his teammates.

So Tu Yumen didn't wait for an answer after saying this, and ran towards another fork road with a turn.

After running more than ten meters, the Onmyoji looked back.

There was no one behind him.

From a distance, there seemed to be a sneer from under the hood, which was quickly covered by the rubbing of the clothes, turning his head and continuing to chase the magician.