Chapter 237 The Ceremony Failed?
Not only him, but all the other passengers in this first-class cabin fell into a pool of blood. There were no other injuries on their bodies, as if they had fallen asleep, with weird smiles on their faces.
An Qingyu stepped forward, carefully analyzed everyone's status, and shook his head.
\"They are all dead. In the process of our battle, the people here should be controlled by their spirits and completed a ceremony. Only he was stabbed in the heart by a knife and died, and the others died of spiritual strangulation.\"
\"That worm is sealed in the crystal and is on the verge of death, how can it control so many people?\" Lin Qiye looked at the corpses in this place, his mental power instantly swept across the economy class in front, and he spoke slowly: \" The passengers in the back cabin are fine, it seems that its control is within the range.\”
\"Maybe seeing that the situation is not right, I have put all my eggs in one basket.\"
\"Even if he killed the last person in the ceremony, the soul strength of the sacrifice should be far from enough. \" Lin Qiye pondered, \"There are only six corpses here, and the souls of six ordinary people, it is impossible to complete Ritual's...\"
After Lin Qiye's words fell, the whole plane suddenly shook, a strong sense of weightlessness came, and the whole plane plummeted downward!
Lin Qiye and An Qingyu looked at each other, and said at the same time:
\"It wants to crash the plane!\"
The two rushed into the cockpit quickly, only to see the only pilot with red eyes, as if crazy, manipulating the plane to drop rapidly!
The dense residential buildings zoomed in rapidly before their eyes!
In the cab, Lin Qiye and the others could clearly hear the screams coming from the cabin behind!
Without saying a word, Lin Qiye slashed the pilot's neck with his palm, and the latter fainted immediately. An Qingyu quickly walked to the console, and stretched out his hand to quickly operate it.
\"Can you fly a plane?\" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.
\"meeting.\"
\"When will it be?\"
\"Three seconds later.\"
A gray light appeared in An Qingyu's eyes, he grabbed the lever on the console and pulled it back!
...
ground.
The circling plane suddenly lost control and dived towards the residential area quickly. This sudden change caused all the people in the 136 team to thump in their hearts.
\"Captain, it's about to crash into a residential building!\" Wu Xiangnan's face was extremely serious.
The huge fuselage quickly magnified in everyone's eyes, and the low sound of the engine resounded through the sky. If this continues, the plane will hit this residential area in at most ten seconds!
At that time, the casualties will be calculated in thousands!
Chen Mu stared intently at the plane in front of him, and the entanglement in his eyes became more and more intense. He stretched out his hand, gently stretched it to a certain place on his chest, and said slowly:
\"Shonan, what is the serial number of that plane?\"
\"what?\"
\"Aircraft number.\"
\"It's XXXXXX, captain, why are you asking this at this time?\" Wu Xiangnan was full of puzzlement, and at this moment his palms were already sweating because of tension.
Chen Muye didn't answer. His fingertips had already touched a corner of something, and he tore it out in half. Judging from its appearance, it was an ancient yellowed parchment scroll.
The moment this parchment appeared in the air, it seemed that some kind of seal had been lifted, and a strange wave of power escaped.
At the same time, a mysterious and misty gaze cast from nothingness, hanging above the entire city, as if looking for something.
There were still three seconds before the plane crashed into the residential area.
Suddenly, the huge body of the plane adjusted its posture in mid-air, abruptly changed the direction of the dive, staggered away from the residential area and turned to the other side, almost flying over the roofs of the residential area, while the wings on both sides trembled violently Get up, and then the fuselage begins to climb gradually!
The trees in the community were rustled by the strong wind brought by the plane, and the low-pitched engine sounded like continuous thunder, echoing between every building.
Countless people were awakened, turned on the lights in the room, and poked their heads out curiously...
At this time, the plane had pulled up the angle and flew steadily towards the night sky.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Team 136 breathed a sigh of relief, their backs were soaked in cold sweat at some point.
\"I thought I was going to die...\" Hongying patted her chest, her face full of fear.
Chen Muye stood alone on the roof of the building, watching the plane gradually disappearing in the sky, heaved a long sigh of relief, and stuffed the parchment in his hand back into the clothes on his chest.
The eyes in nothingness continued to search the city for a while, but they didn't seem to find the target, so they could only disappear without a trace.
...
inside the cab.
Seeing that the crisis was finally lifted, Lin Qiye was finally relieved.
\"What? Don't believe me?\" An Qingyu manipulated the plane skillfully and glanced at Lin Qiye.
\"Um.\"
\"...\" An Qingyu was silent for a moment, \"You'd better ask the flight attendant to broadcast two voices to stabilize the passengers, otherwise when they find the body of the first-class cabin, they will definitely cause trouble.\"
Lin Qiye nodded in agreement, walked to the flight attendant rest area, untied a flight attendant's rope and the tape on her mouth, and after showing her police ID, the other party immediately cooperated.
\"Due to the influence of the weather, the plane will encounter unstable airflow during driving, please fasten your seat belts, and don't move around at will...\"
The gentle voice of the stewardess sounded in the cabin, calming the hearts of some restless people, but many people didn't believe it at all. After all, they just saw the plane almost hit the stairs with their own eyes. Is this called unstable airflow?
Lin Qiye untied the ropes of several other stewardesses and asked them to go to the cabin to appease the emotions of the passengers, and told them that the plane would return in ten minutes.
Finally, Lin Qiye walked up to Wen Qimo who was sitting slumped on the ground. The latter looked at him with slightly raised brows.
\"nailed it?\"
\"I don't know.\" Lin Qiye shook his head, \"The tavern owner and the ten-cut ghost boy are dead, but the ceremony is still completed, I don't know if the souls of the tavern owner and the ten-cut ghost boy will be absorbed by the ceremony, If so, they have a 'Chuan' environment, a 'Pool' environment, plus a few corpses in the first class cabin, maybe they can meet the minimum conditions for the ceremony.\”
Wen Qimo stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pat Lin Qiye's shoulder, but when he saw the blood on his palm, he took it back with a wry smile.
\"You have saved everyone on this plane and in the residential area, which is very good. As for the 'mysterious' from the western mist, this should be the responsibility of the 'Phoenix' special team. Next thing, they'll take care of it.\"
Lin Qiye was taken aback, \"There was also a 'mystery' from the western mist before?\"
\"Of course, there are only a very small number, but each one is extremely dangerous, otherwise they will not be able to survive in the fog. Once there is a 'mysterious' incident involving the western fog, no matter how big or small, the 'Phoenix' team Take over.\”
