Chapter 1318 The Returnee's Notes 392
Song Zhi did not answer Wu Hui's question, but instead asked, "Master Wu Hui, these ghosts and monsters should be able to be killed, right?"
Despite this, both Song Zhi and her men raised their guns. They were equipped with two types of ammunition: one specifically for dealing with ghosts and the other ordinary bullets.
Although special bullets can be harmful to people because they are physical, they are expensive and troublesome to manufacture. If it's not for dealing with ghosts, we would save them.
Speaking of people, Song Zhi couldn't help but ask the people behind him, "Didn't you find a single person?"
The liaison officer, who was cautiously observing his surroundings, said with a bitter face, "It's not that there aren't any; we've arrested some."
Among those captured were people of various skin colors, but wasn't this strange thing happening all of a sudden? He then ordered his men to gather at different points to defend against the enemy's attack.
As for those who were captured... the liaison officer whispered, "A lot of them died. This thing doesn't seem to distinguish between friend and foe."
Their people aren't stupid; naturally, protecting themselves is more important. However, the team led by Zhou Ke and Tian Ziyu actually protected some "enemies," which left him speechless.
Song Zhi frowned. "Let them protect themselves. Most of the people here are not worth dying for."
Does abandoning someone mean they deserve pity?
If you have to blame someone, you can only blame your own choice back then. You can't just eat and not pay, can you? Every gift that fate bestows has already had a price tag attached in secret.
It's easy to be soft-hearted, but when someone points a gun at you, there's no chance to regret it.
Her gaze fell on one thing after another crawling out of the dark mirror. Song Zhi twitched the corner of her mouth. Even though she didn't know much about this kind of thing, the person who could make these things was probably not a good person.
Wu Hui listened for a while before answering Song Zhi's question, "He has lost his mind. After he disperses, we'll just hold a ritual here."
Song Zhi narrowed his eyes behind the mask and chuckled, "Even those with sanity will die."
Wu Hui let Jing Shui and the other disciples step forward, treating it as a training exercise, while he stepped back to carefully observe his surroundings. This was a large formation; it couldn't be that simple.
If they were just ordinary intruders, even if there were more of them, they would still fail at this first hurdle.
He didn't know anything about Moon Gate, but he felt that this Mirror Spirit, no, according to the miscellaneous books he read in his master's study when he was young, should be called a Mirror Slave.
Both are ghosts; one was created by chance, while the other was brought about by human intervention.
Throughout history, there have been countless instances of humans raising ghosts, but many of these stories have either not been passed down or are hidden in the mouths of some Taoist practitioners.
After all, this was not a good deed, and if it got out, it would only add to the panic of the people, which even the rulers would not allow.
Wu Hui called back his disciples and then asked Song Zhi to send someone to check how many large mirrors like these were embedded in the wall.
Why are you counting these?
Despite his verbal skepticism, Song Zhi still sent someone to investigate. Xie Ning, who was on the other side, also heard what was said. He pondered for a while before unfolding a piece of paper to calculate.
Ouyang Xuanxuan stepped forward and stared wide-eyed at Xie Ning's drawing, "One, two... seven, eight... isn't there an eight?"
While listening to Song Zhi's report, Xie Ning sketched out the information, "No, this is just a desert, lacking spiritual energy. Even if the person who sets up the formation is highly skilled, they can only use 49 points of attraction, with 7 as the core."
“But this is different from what my master told me. That kind of formation with only two or three core array points is also very powerful, and it is not weaker than a formation with more core array points. It can be seen that more array points are not necessarily better.”
Hearing Ouyang Xuanxuan's question, Xie Ning was not annoyed. He simply said slowly, "That's simplifying the complex. It's not something an ordinary person can do. Now that you've learned so much, do you know anyone who has ever cast such a formation?"
Ouyang Xuanxuan was about to say yes, but then she thought it was wrong. She heard Xie Ning continue, "Nowadays, very few people even use the number nine."
Ouyang Lin glanced at Xie Ning in surprise. If she remembered correctly, Xie Ning had nine special copper coins, which he occasionally used for divination or as magical artifacts.
Nine is the extreme number.
Seeing that Xie Ning had already outlined the general formation, Ouyang Xuanxuan couldn't help but say, "We can finally break the formation."
"It's not that simple," Ouyang Lin nudged her junior sister.
Even if they weren't array masters, they would still need to perform further calculations for such an array.
Seeing Xie Ning stop writing, Ouyang Lin said softly, "If it's too mentally taxing, you should leave it to Master Wu Hui. I've heard he's skilled at breaking formations."
"It's alright." She didn't intend to break the formation using traditional methods.
Of course, she couldn't do it alone; her strength was too weak, and she didn't have the martial prowess to break through the formation directly. But she had already prepared external support for herself.
She stated from the beginning that this was an experiment, a real-world test.
She's good at taking things apart, and occasionally she enjoys violent demolition.
Wu Hui, who was trapped in the formation with the others, broke out in a cold sweat. Several yellow talismans were placed around him as he sat cross-legged on the ground, and Jing Shui and the others lit candles and placed them around him.
"Senior Sister Jingshui, do you think this formation is really that difficult?"
"Seven, what do you say?"
Senior Brother Wu Hui is already an exceptional genius in formations. If even Senior Brother Wu Hui cannot break this formation, then this trip will definitely be in danger.
Despite the special magical artifacts that Song Zhi and the others possess, the ghosts are invisible... Now that we're on the second level, there aren't many people left in the formation who are still conscious.
The most clear-headed people besides them were Song Zhile, and yes, Zhou Ke, who was suddenly brought here.
Zhou Ke glanced at the unconscious team members lying on the ground and the ghosts that kept crawling out, then suddenly snatched the communicator from the liaison officer next to Song Zhi.
"Academician Xie, please rouse Ms. Ouyang and the others. Something's wrong here. This mirror can make people lose their senses."
The mirror, which was originally black, seemed to have cracked, with countless fragments reflecting millions of phantom images. Just a glance was enough to draw you in.
Fortunately, although the magnetic field here is disordered, Xie Ning's signal booster still works. I don't know how Xie Ning is so smart, inventing so many good things.
Xie Ning responded, and then a melodious tune rang out, which improved the expressions on everyone's faces.
At the same time, Wu Hui opened his eyes. "I've found a breakthrough. There's someone at the highest point in the northwest. That's the weakness."
Meanwhile, on a high-rise building to the northwest, several people were watching the commotion below with binoculars. "Tsk, I thought this formation was really powerful, how come those things were taken down so easily?"
The speaker was a researcher at the base, who could be considered part of the management. He didn't know much about supernatural things; he just knew that such things existed.
He was originally going to go into the basement with Dr. Yi, but after hearing that the intruders were trapped, he went up to the top floor with the others to watch the commotion.
Actually, there is a mirror here, but it is a very small silver mirror, only the size of a palm, which is embedded in a stone platform in the center of the top floor.
And since no ghosts have come up here, I feel even more at ease.
"It's not that the Mirror Spirits aren't powerful, it's that their magical artifacts are too strong." At first, they thought these intruders were just ordinary people, and that even if they had guns, they wouldn't be afraid.
But who would have thought that this gun was a magical artifact!? The bullet swiftly destroyed the Mirror Spirit. Although it was a low-level one, there was still another one after it was destroyed. However, it didn't hurt the opponent from the beginning, which always made people uneasy.
"So what if you have magical artifacts? You still fell down now, didn't you?"
The man was still uneasy, glancing at his watch several times. Because it was an internal communicator, although the signal wasn't very good, he could still receive some short messages.
"Let's go. Dr. Yi said he's arranged a helicopter to take some people out first..."
They had no idea that the helicopters had been destroyed. The first group of people who ran out were stunned by the wreckage. They quickly pulled out those who were injured but not dead from under the rubble, asking, "What happened?"
"I don't know, a bomb suddenly fell from the sky, and I was completely stunned."
The words had barely left his mouth when a rumble of a car engine was heard, followed by a whistle, "Hey!"
Looking up, you see a row of dark gun barrels.
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