Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 161
"Brother Xia, it's foggy."

Gao Tianyi found someone standing on a high ground in the town, held up the binoculars, and looked at the part above the blue mountain, hidden in the clouds.

The inch-cut police officer who hung up a headset to communicate with the high school student was busy in the town, and it took a while before he replied: "Isn't it foggy early?"

"It's not this Wu, Brother Xia, it's..."

Before Gao Tianyi could finish speaking, the alarm sounded so quickly that the young man's ears hurt. He quickly took out the testing instrument stuffed into his pocket and pressed the off button.

The young man whose ears were finally rescued breathed a sigh of relief. A few seconds later, he heard a powerful "grass" coming from the earphone.

Apparently, Xia Chengyin in other places also heard the piercing sirens.

"Brother Xia, what is this alarm?"

"Tsk, the trickiest one...I'll tell you about it later."

Xia Chengyin turned off the local communication of the headset, and picked up the mobile phone that had been thinking non-stop since the beginning.

The call came from his boss, and he told him about the sudden increase in the detection value of Mount Kangtai.

Originally, this matter was not under their control, but whoever asked Xia Chengyin to go on a business trip in the local area, he notified him emotionally and rationally, which led Gu Cheng to call his subordinates.

"Got it, Boss, did it go straight to the top of the chart again?" Xia Chengyin fell into deep thought, "...Yes, yes, I will report to you if there is any problem, and hang up first, I am still busy here."

Colleagues from across provinces were coming and going around him. After finding out that it was a tourist who came down from the mountain and brought a red rope, Xia Chengyin urgently called his local colleagues and rushed to the police.

Hurrying and rushing people is here, it will take a long time to separate the tourists safely, the total number of tourists is twice as many as theirs.

On the other hand, we have to consider how to go up the mountain to confirm the situation. The local colleagues are so worried that their heads are almost bald.

Still thinking about how to safely dispose of the red rope in the hands of tourists, sudden changes occurred.

I don't know where the chain reaction started, and the red rope began to glow red.

Although the effect was not obvious, the tourists still showed physical discomfort, some had headaches and nausea, and some even vomited out on the spot.

"What should I do?"

"Go straight to the stun." Someone complained, "Let's talk about the explanation later."

Fully embodies the idea of ​​a bad performance, tourists who appeared abnormal were knocked out one after another, and then dragged aside to wait for the red rope to be dealt with.

Due to the large number of tourists and their limited manpower, this process is somewhat lengthy without harming ordinary people.

Over time, it is easy to breed new accidents.

Xia Chengyin looked at the people around him who seemed a little confused because of the sudden alarm, shook his head involuntarily, and then walked aside.

He turned on the headset again and asked, "Little ghost, what did you mean by fog?"

What came back from the earphones was not the voice of the young man answering, but the sound of whistling wind and constant panting, which sounded like he was constantly running.

Xia Chengyin felt something was wrong.

"Hey, where is Gao Tianyi?" asked the policeman with an inch head, and he started running towards a small platform in the town, "Little devil, where are you now!"

The panting did not stop, and there was the sound of footsteps.

Xia Chengyin was also running.

The town is so big, not long after, he came to the high platform where Gao Tianyi was before.

No one, no one on the high platform, only the stone benches for people to rest are still warm.

People are gone, but not for long.

"Gao Tianyi!" Xia Chengyin raised her voice and shouted into the earphone, "Where are you?"

There should be no accidents for the young Taoist leader, but his habit of running around disobeying orders really needs to be changed, and he can't always just rely on his status as a foreign aid to just randomly——

"I'm going up the mountain." The extremely tired voice of the young man finally came from the headset, "Brother Xia, I have to see the residents on the mountain."

"This fog is very bad. I don't know what will happen if it floats halfway up the mountain..."

"Also, brother Xia, there is also a problem with this mountain, you should be small when you go up the mountain—"

The sound in the earphones stopped abruptly, as if the signal was not good, it was directly interrupted.

……

Misty white mist rose at some point, lingering around the square.

Baisu originally wanted to fill the dreamland with white mist, but subconsciously canceled this plan.

After thinking about it, it may be because the dream is infinitely extended.

Although the main body is just this huge magic circle, but going far away, the dream is boundless.

Moreover, he also felt that something strange would happen if the white mist dispersed too much.

Therefore, Baisu only sprinkled white catkins around the square, between the "nonsense" of the wooden Buddha, and isolated everything on the square from its surroundings.

His purpose from beginning to end was to trap Wooden Buddha.

Just like grabbing the Qiqiao game hall at that time.

But is it enough?Baisu looked at the ground, he had to think of a way to cover the ground as well.

He can't let the big meal in his mouth escape, he has worked so hard to wait for the food body summoned by humans.

The other hand raised by Mufo didn't stop because of Baisu's words, and it quickly swung the second palm after the first hit missed.

The giant hand slammed a half-meter deep pit, and the cracks spread along the edge of the palm, but it didn't extend much. After the wooden Buddha raised his hand, the cracks and the deep pit were restored.

Wooden Buddha is the master of this dream, and this cognition has been realized again.

There was no black-haired young man in the restored pit, and the wooden Buddha with his hands back tilted his head again, and saw the "little bug" standing there yawning in the open space beside him.

Wood Buddha defines the black-haired youth as a small bug, without him, human beings are too small in its eyes.

It's just that I don't know how it can hide like this, it's a little slippery bug.

Wood Buddha was plagued by bugs when he first woke up, and then he crushed all the bugs to death, and then, after a long time, human beings were promoted to small bugs in his eyes.

If there are good bugs who worship it, then it will give the other party some of its own seeds and "blood", just like the one just now.

The wooden Buddha glanced back from the corner of his eye, and his pitiful new relatives were standing on the edge of the magic circle, holding the bone staff dully, and if they took a step back, they would be swallowed up by the white mist.

By the way, white mist.

The wooden Buddha looked at the sky, and the gradually thicker and thicker fog covered the light of the red sun, which somewhat affected it from absorbing light, but it didn't matter.

The masked head hangs down again, it has already dealt with the humans who don't respect it enough, and the second slippery little bug has to... Eh, what about humans?
As soon as the wooden Buddha lowered his head, the human beings who had escaped its two palm strikes in front were no longer where he was standing just now.

How come...it didn't perceive humans...

The black-haired youth disappeared, replaced by a piece of white.

Covering the dark magic circle is a piece of white, which is spreading and swaying slightly with the movement.

Like blooming white flowers.

(End of this chapter)