Weird Resurrection: Devouring Time at the Beginning

"Captain Yang Wei, as well as the seniors of [Apocalypse], have been waiting for you for a long time, and welcome you to Linjiang City."

Xu Ao calmed down and politely stretched out his hand to shake hands with Yang Wei who was walking at the front.

The man called Yang Wei was the sloppy man walking at the front.

"Hello."

Facing Xu Ao's enthusiasm, Yang Wei grinned, showing a row of yellow teeth, and shook hands with Xu Ao briefly.

Others, however, simply ignored Xu Ao who wanted to shake hands with them, or looked indifferent and disgusted. He looked at Xu Ao and looked around.

Xu Ao's expression was a little aggrieved. He had long heard that people in [Apocalypse] were very arrogant. When they met today, they were indeed well-deserved.

Although he was embarrassed, he did not dare to get angry. After all, people in [Apocalypse] were very arrogant. ], much better than [Guangguailishe].

Compared with others, Yang Wei is quite down-to-earth

"Is everything arranged?"

Yang Wei put his arms around Xu Ao's shoulders, handed him a cigarette, and winked.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother, we were supposed to be firing in the middle of the night, haha, and I asked you to come over specially."

Xu Ao didn't think he was really as kind as he appeared on the surface.

This guy can become the leader of the [Memorial Team].

He is definitely more terrifying than the guys behind him who have weird energy and terrifying energy.

"I will definitely do what our President Xinyue arranges."

"The venue has been set up for you, and everyone else has cleared it too."

"From now on, there will only be a few of you in this hotel, and no one will disturb you. I will be in the coffee shop next to you. Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

Xu Ao said politely.

Yang Wei smiled:"Okay, when we are done, let's have a drink together and I'll treat you."

Xu Ao said a few polite words and backed out of the hotel. From the corner of his eye, Xu Ao glanced at the gloomy and pale mourning hall furnishings in the hotel. When he thought about the puzzle pieces on his body, he felt a sense of fear and regret in his heart.

……

Cafe.

A touch of clothing is as beautiful as snow. Jiang Xinyue, who is wearing a pure white spinning top, is sipping a latte with her head lowered. Her wide sleeves hang down, her beautiful eyes are as clear as water, and her dimples are as white as gelatin. Her whole body reveals an extremely noble aura, and her face is full of elegance. With a faint smile

"Done? Xu

Ao sat down, still a little aggrieved:"Yes, President Jiang... I really don't understand why we need to help." [Apocalypse] Although they are powerful, they may not be able to defeat us even though they are far away in Linjiang City!"

"You clearly know that what they are going to deal with is [Nightfall]】"

Speaking of this, Xu Ao's eyes flashed with respect.

The president is really awesome. As soon as [Apocalypse] and the others got off the plane, she used some strange means to figure out their intentions clearly.

Even looking at Yang Wei's reaction just now, Xu Ao was sure that they were not aware of it at all.

Jiang Xinyue calmly stirred the coffee:"It doesn't matter, they can't make it.""

"How come you have such confidence in [Nightfall]?"Xu Ao gritted his teeth, feeling a little worried,"They are Jigsaw puzzlers. Once the [Memorial Ceremony] is completed, even the lv9 weirdos will not be their match."

"Even though it was rumored that [Ye Mu] had more than one Weird on his body, but the other party had a Weird vaccine to prevent reverse infection, [Ye Mu] could only be separated from one Weird after being summoned to pay tribute. Under the suppression of the [Memorial Ceremony], it was The weird ones invited to pay tribute can only use 30% of their abilities. How could they... be able to withstand the [Memorial] Jigsaw puzzle?

Jiang Xinyue smiled:"I don't think [Ye Mu] can withstand the [Memorial Ceremony] either." The existence of strange vaccines is indeed quite troublesome"

"What you said……"Xu Ao was confused.

Jiang Xinyue smiled and drank the coffee in one gulp:"Because I'm here."

Her beautiful eyes fell into the void, sparkling with meaning.

……

Among the hotels.

Jiang Xinyue arranged for [Apocalypse] members to live here.

At this time, all the customers in the hotel have been driven away

【Tianqi] members stood in the lobby of the hotel.

The hall had been decorated as a mourning hall at the request of [Apocalypse] members in advance.

The hall at this time was like an ancient palace. In the center was a picture painted with blood-colored paint that was terrifying to the soul, and a photo frame was placed on the table.

The frame is strikingly empty.

But on the surface of the table, there are symbols engraved that have not been seen in any documents. Even though it is impossible to tell what kind of name these symbols and characters belong to.

But it can also make everyone who sees it feel the fear that is suddenly released deep in their genes.

There were two pale red candles placed on both sides of the photo frame that was filled with a strange aura.

The red candle was not lit.

The red candle body reminds people of scenes seen in some ancient oriental books.

A series of curls floated up in the air from nowhere.

Some whispers were like the wails of Satan in hell.

It's like singing an elegy.

Three men and two women were standing in front of the mourning hall.

Mutter words, meditate heavily, and pray with concentration!

The air was instantly filled with an otherworldly smell.

An unknown mysterious force is filling the air, like a basin of sewage, dirtying everyone's hearts and filling the hearts of everyone present with fear and horror.

After the prayer.

Three men and two women opened their eyes at the same time

"The time has come to get started."

Qin Ziming's eyes flashed and he said, then he looked around, frowned and said:"By the way, where is the captain?"

Juixiang Hanlan said:"Captain Yang Wei has other tasks. After all, Linjiang City... is hiding the Guiying, and it is dealing with [Night Curtain] in a small and broken place. There is no need for him at all. Let us Just handle it yourself"

"Is it? What did you do? Why didn't you tell us?"

"I was in a hurry when I went there, saying I was looking for Gui Ying to do something big."

Han Lan explained that when Yang Wei left yesterday, he only talked to Han Lan.

"Really, that's okay, we can do it without the captain."

Although the captain was gone, they did not take Qin Ye seriously and started their own actions.

The others divided the work in an orderly manner and began to take action one by one.

Qin Ziming stood at the front of the crowd, holding an ancient book.

What is recorded in the book is the entire process of this ceremony.

The light yellow and wrinkled book is full of mottled traces of time, as if it has been covered in dust for many years.

Turn the page.

It shows off various dissatisfaction and unknown origins. Dark red text.

The text is crooked, like a ghost drawing of something.

However, Qin Ziming can understand it.

【The first step of the memorial ceremony is to make a photo of the deceased with blood and put it into a photo frame on the altar. ]

As Qin Ziming's voice fell.

Having mastered the art of taking photos, he took a step forward with an idea!

In his hand, an old-fashioned camera appeared.

If it weren't for the red light emanating from the camera lens.

People will probably think that this is something that should be retired.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Ziming bit the tip of his tongue!

The tip of his tongue was broken, and blood began to gush out crazily.

But Qin Ziming didn't even blink, he took a mouthful of blood and vomited it directly on the sneaky camera!

The weird thing is!

After the blood fell on the trick camera, it did not slip off.

Instead, it was like falling on a sponge and being quickly absorbed.

Click!

The camera made a sound.

Sand - came out with a mechanical sound.

A photo was developed by a trick camera!

The photo was black and white, and what was printed on it was a handsome young man.

At first glance, it was Qin Ye!

Previously, he used his ability to take strange photos, and with the help of camera equipment around Qin Ye's place, he took pictures of Qin Ye's figure and established a strange medium.

The corner of Qin Ziming's mouth curled up with pride, and then he put Qin Ye's portrait into the frame.

At this point, the first step is to place the photo of the deceased on the enshrining table and that is completion.

Qin Ye is obviously still alive.

Now the photo is on the table, looking very impressive.

And there was a trace of bright red blood on the photo.

He didn't know whether the blood stains were vomited out by Qin Ziming just now or seeped out from the photos.

When Qin Ziming finished everything, he took a few steps back and opened the ancient book.

【In the second step, people light candles and ghosts burn incense. Please do not make any noise during the whole process, otherwise the memorial ceremony will be ruined. 】

Another man and a woman came up.

One of them is Liu Tian, the driver of the Candle. This man is taciturn and has never had any sense of existence. When they first met Xu Ao, they didn't even speak.

Hard to detect.

There is another one, Han Lan, the driver of the strange fragrance.

As soon as Liu Tian thought about it, the strangeness in his body was awakened.

I saw a swishing sound from the tip of his finger, and a twisted and strange flame burst out.

Then, he put the flame on the red candle wick and burned it!

First there was a burst of smoke, and then the flames ignited on the candle, dancing in the air without wind, like a demon from hell twisting its body.

Han Lan also took a step forward, awakening her strange ability, and three incense sticks appeared in her hand. She lit the incense, and a faint smoke floated up from the incense.

What's shocking is that.

Although the incense seems to be burning, it is not!

Because there is only smoke, but no ashes after burning!

Then, he inserted three sticks of incense into the incense altar placed in front of the portrait.

The two of them were at ease throughout the whole process and didn't make any sound.

Apparently they had performed this ritual many times.

In the past, they have succeeded.

This time, there is absolutely no exception

【The third step is when the candle is lit, the smoke of the incense will be guided. At this time, the kowtow must kneel down and pray with both hands, waiting for the ceremony to come.】

【Remember, Gui Kowtow must not suffer any external intrusion on the way, and do not let him be infected, otherwise, all your efforts will eventually be in vain! ]

Gao Mingqiang knelt on the ground and kowtowed, clasping his hands together, closing his eyes and praying, and chanting some obscure incantations.

The strange candle flames danced, like a dancing fireman under the dark night sky, dots of light, guiding a road to somewhere else.

The strange fragrance began to drift in that direction in an orderly manner along the vague road.

Finally, the smoke hit Gao Mingqiang's forehead as he kowtowed.

Repeat this.

Gradually, Gao Mingqiang's forehead began to change from white to dark black, and finally turned into deep black!

The strange fragrance blackened his forehead.

Qin Ziming glanced at Zhou Ying again.

Zhou Ying understood immediately and nodded. As soon as she thought about it, the strangeness in her body suddenly revived.

A needle appeared in her hand.