Chapter 169: The Journalist Who Died

About two hours later, the group took a van from Nagata Temple to the place mentioned by Yamamoto Hakuko. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoFrom the map, this is the center of the former 8-chome, which is the spring where Lord Salas lived.

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a dark alley, deep and deep, as if it was staring at mortals.

Tell the brave invincible, and Mu Yue, who is still unhelpful from the grass on the plain, to stay, and let them wait at the mouth of the alley. An Yizhi planned that if it was really a trap, he would not be completely wiped out, so he would leave a backhand.

Of course, he didn't say this to Hakuko Yamamoto, he just explained that the two policemen should watch the door to prevent others from entering the ceremony by mistake.

Yamamoto Hakuko did not doubt him, although his hands and feet were still a little trembling, but he did not hesitate and led the way into the alley. Maybe she is looking forward to the day when such a group of people will appear to give her a chance to break off, whether it is an excuse to inspire courage, or the belief in revenge, what she lacks is such an opportunity.

Walking through the alleys, you can clearly feel the change in the atmosphere around you.

It's daytime, and the sun is at its fullest at two o'clock in the afternoon. But the alley was filled with a cold and dim feeling, and suddenly it was like walking in the middle of the night.

A layer of goosebumps stirred up on the skin, and the fear that originated from the heart involuntarily emerged, like a biological instinct crying, it was screaming: Run, run as far as possible.

The foot was slipping down and wet, and a stronger rancid smell than the one smelled at the scene of Hazuki's disappearance filled the air, and a blasphemous black mark was faintly visible on the surrounding walls, and it looked like some large, thick strip-shaped object had crawled over it, making the scalp tingle to watch.

Walking through the unpleasant alleys, the view suddenly opens up.

A small bamboo forest appeared in front of me, and I couldn't imagine that there was a quiet existence in the steel and concrete city.

However, this is the abode of the distorted Lord Salas, and there is still a condensed stench that does not dissipate, perhaps it is the nutrients of those who have died that make this bamboo forest grow extraordinarily luxuriantly, they almost obscure the sky, and the shadows fall horizontally and obliquely on the solemn faces of everyone.

Yamamoto Hakuko identified the location, and searched for the marker to find a puddle of spring water that looked like a small puddle, but the spring water, which was supposed to be crystal clear, was as dirty as black mud, bubbling and bubbling, and emitted the stench of smoked people who couldn't open their eyes.

According to Yamamoto Hakuko, during the day, Lord Salas is in a dormant state, and his senses are much duller than at night, but he still can't be underestimated, especially the sound of human speech will wake him up from his dream.

Yamamoto Hakuko nodded at An Yiyi and Lin Linglin, signaling to act according to the plan.

So they separated a little distance, and the three of them stood in front of the puddle in a semi-encircled form, An Yizhi put the 9 pieces of human-shaped paper cut out of cardboard in his hand into the puddle, and Lin Linglin on the other side was the same, the two of them were in place at the same time, and closed their eyes as agreed.

Seeing this, Yamamoto Hakuko recited the prayer used in the ceremony:

Through the gaps between the stars, return to the source.

The end of all things is the place where they once came.

Beyond the mysterious, all-destined understanding of creatures.

Once again, what once existed has been destroyed, so that the cycle of the race will move forward to antiquity!

Back to the roots, in the roots.

Even after years of calamity, his pale seedlings will eventually return, in their own time, whenever and for all.

Ubo-Salas, the scourge of foolishness, the God and the Creator who have no human heart!

Come on! Take this offering!

The pronunciation of the prayer was strange, it didn't sound Japanese, nor any normal language that Yasuchiji knew or even heard, as if it were languages on other planets.

For some reason, listening to this eulogy, Ann pointed to the desperate prayer he had heard in the growth copy earlier.

l’a Shub-Niggurath! l’a Shub-Niggurath! l’a Shub-Niggurath!

I don't know how long, An Yizhi, who closed his eyes and thought back in his mind, seemed to have a vague concept of time, and then he heard a soft sound.

It was like the sound of a big fish jumping out of the water, and he was curious to open his eyes, but then he heard Yamamoto Shirako's previous instruction not to open his eyes until the end of the ceremony, so he had to close his eyelids again.

The water in my ears sounded more and more, and I became more and more irritable.

Countless 'what' overflowed from the spring, and they slapped at the surface of the water as if they were scrambling or grabbing, not knowing what they were doing.

Rancid, snake-like slippery and wet things grazed Ann's body, making him shiver and realize some kind of indescribable presence walking around him, which made him instinctively want to escape. But reason prevailed, and the prayers of Hakuko Yamamoto were still in his ears, which let him know that the ceremony was not over.

On the other side, Lin Linglin also had the same feeling as An Yizhi, but she felt as if someone was touching her face.

This is a pair of obviously small hands, like the hands of a junior high school student, in which a little hard object on the fingers is scratching the skin, and at the same time, there is a very small voice coming from the direction of the hand, which is very difficult to distinguish in Yamamoto Hakuko's prayer, but it is still heard by Lin Linglin.

The voice said:

"Save ...... Rescue ...... I"

It's Hazuki!

Lin Linglin is much more decisive than An Yizhi, and he may hesitate to consider whether there is a problem if there is a problem, but Lin Linglin didn't think about it so much, she closed her eyes, grabbed the hand that was touching her cheek in her perception, and dragged it in her direction.

Soon, she felt a petite and soaked body fall into her arms, and the other party didn't even have the strength to stand, and lay in her arms.

A system prompt will follow.

[Side quest update: Take Naritaha Moon to a safe place]

Although the completion of the side quest is relatively happy, there is one thing that makes Lin Linglin very unhappy.

Hazuki is a junior high school student, and his development is actually better than himself......

An Yizhi also heard the system prompt, although he didn't know what happened, but since Ye Yue had been rescued, this strange copy should also be nearing the end.

With the sound of four heavy falling waters, it was the sound of Yamamoto Hakuko dropping the porcelain doll into the puddle, and the ceremony came to the last moment.

The porcelain doll seemed to cause a much more intense fight than the paper humanoid, and the splash of viscous liquid even spilled onto An Yizhi's shoes, and the stench smoked him a lot.

After a while, the sound of churning water fell silent, and the tired voice of Yamamoto Shirako sounded:

"Don't open your eyes until you leave the spring, turn around and grab my hand"

An turned around with one finger and followed the sound to touch it, Lin Linglin held the weak Ye Yue with one hand and grabbed Yamamoto Baizi's hand with the other, and the three of them walked back hand in hand, and no one dared to open their eyes.

This is the end of the matter, only one step away.

But accidents often happen just one step away.

The forced eyes felt a strong white light rushing towards them, accompanied by the sound of a large number of centaurs' feet and a woman's familiar voice, both arrogant and annoying:

"Oops, what are you doing here? Looks like a cult scene, huh? Oooh! Is that the missing person, Miss Tonari Hazuki? It's really big news, photographer's snapshot, the disappearance of the first person to be found in 7-chome, this news will definitely make the headlines tonight! Slow down, maybe it will be better to change it, it's suspected of being a farce directed and acted by yourself! How about the title of this? ”

"Please stop! This is not a place to come in."

Yamamoto Hakuko's advice also rang in his ears.

It should be okay to open your eyes now, right?

Standing on the opposite side is the reporter wild horse Luzi and a group of five or six people in the photography team, the brave and invincible two are trying their best to prevent the material team from approaching, but there are many of them, even if they don't dare to attack the police and rush in with equipment, they can't stop it, such as the wild horse Luzi who just asked.

Ann pointed and slapped his forehead, he felt that these people were going to do something bad.

Besides, the brave invincible and the original grass are both too honest, if An Yiyi points to the door, he will directly take out a pistol to threaten, anyway, the side quest is over this copy is almost the same, and there is no 'abuse of power'.

Turning his head to look at Lin Linglin, Ye Yue collapsed there, looking pale and a little bad, but his spirit was okay, and it shouldn't be a big deal. When she saw An Yizhi, she whispered to Brother An.

"You stopped us in the morning, but this is a public area, we have to exercise our right to collect materials, and the police have no reason to stop us!"

The staff over there said loudly to break through the blockade of the two, the invincible strength attribute of the brave is extremely high, and the other party can't rush for a while, but the flash and fill light keep flashing.

An Yizhi really wants to kill these reporters with a big fireball, what should you do if you make such a big move and wake up Lord Salas? Do you want to play tentacles with him?

"Grass! Moving the gun"

He was not a pedantic person from the grass on the plain, and pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the reporters.

When he saw that the three of them were safe and sound, and the system prompted him, he knew that most of the side quests had been successful, and he could clear the level as long as he cleared this side detail.

"Oops! The police actually threatened innocent people with guns, do you want to go to jail? We, as free journalists, will not give in until we find out the truth."

The photographer holding the camera hesitated for a moment, but he still unswervingly maintained his excellent professionalism, and the camera was aimed at the grass on the field with a gun.

"Speaking of which, there is a very stinky smell here, a bit like a corpse soaked in formalin, is there a large number of missing people buried in front of it? What are you guys burying here? ”

She seems to have regarded several people as abducted murderers, saying that the wild horse deer is really not afraid of death, and approached the three of them step by step with a microphone, or are journalists so bold?

This is also something that can't be helped, if you don't experience it yourself, normal people with common sense will not think that there is a mythical creature in this series of disappearances.

What's more, An Yizhi and Lin Linglin are the last witnesses to Ye Yue's disappearance, and Yamamoto Hakuko is the rumored mistress of the close relationship between the Ishen clan, so it is understandable that she was misunderstood, and it is indeed very suspicious in the eyes of outsiders.

"Can you elaborate on that? What the hell are you doing? Do you blame 'Lord Salas' for his own impunity? ”

She said it, the forbidden sentence that can't be mentioned here!

At that moment, a gentle and strange voice came from nowhere:

"Please look back here"