Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 30: The soul of the ancient zombie!

After Su Bai finished his instructions, the white-haired old man also left before the white light at the entrance disappeared. For Su Bai, he was not worried that the other party would perfunctory his instructions, because in Shanghai At the Lao Fang’s house, Su Bai had a lot of magical artifacts at the beginning, and the veteran's natal magical instruments were also many, which was also picked up by Su Bai from the pile of corpses in the train station. Su Bai didn’t see much at the time. Now, naturally I don't look down on those things, but it's a very rich thing to use to dismiss the people. Besides, Su Bai can see clearly what the old white-haired man really wants.

This guy is also a bit memorable. I, the person who was detained by Xu Fugui at the beginning, has no shadow, but this guy was actually scared out of the shadow. Usually there is nothing wrong, but the shadow is the biggest when it reaches advanced audiences. Hindered. In fact, most people choose to overcome it by themselves, but obviously, he can't overcome it. There are only two ways left. One is to defeat the people in the coffin. Whether it is Su Bai or Xu Fugui lying in it, he It only needs to be defeated, and this one is even more impossible. The other is to make progress in the relationship between the two parties and transform the sense of fear into a sense of "kindness".

"Your messenger, left?"

The sound came from the top. You don’t need to look at you to know who it is. Su Bai nodded, then as if thinking of something, he looked up and found that the other party was chewing food in his mouth and he was holding a Bottle of beer.

"How long have you been here?" Su Bai asked curiously.

The other party shook the beer in his hand, looking a little proud, and said, "It seems that you don't have this tradition in the East."

This guy eats and drinks now. You don’t need to think about who brought it here. It’s just a little surprising to Su Bai that when the big Western audience came to testify, he actually took on the role of Meituan takeaway. , It is really amazing. Although Su Bai has never seen a big-time audience in the West, he is basically a role that does not eat the fireworks at that level. The whole world can make the powerhouse of that level show off. Existence is really very few, or even very few.

However, since the other party said this is a tradition, it should have lasted for a long time. It is also interesting to think about it. The Chinese chicken soup always satirizes itself as a society of human relations, and then foreigners are a society under the rule of law, but now look at it, people Liang Sen only nodded with Xu Fugui during the testimony, but didn't bring anything to do with him, but the Western tycoons had to bring some meeting gifts.

"Guardians of the Western Missionary Land, the frequency of replacement is relatively fast." The other party revealed this information again, "This is still different from yours in the East, right?"

"Tell me more specifically."

Su Bai lit a cigarette and lay down on the coffin, just looking at the bronze mirror on it.

When the other party saw Su Bai in this posture, he thought about it, and he held a beer in one hand and lay on the lid of the coffin. Indeed, chatting like this is indeed much more comfortable than having both sides looking up.

"It's a pity that the formation has a formation setting, and everyone can bring in a limited amount of things. I have enough food for three days and not much wine."

"Talk about the main point." Su Bai reminded.

"Hehe." The other party smiled. He should have deliberately teased Su Bai. He took a sip of beer and continued: "In the West, the guardians of the Land of Evangelism are replaced every year to two years. I only stayed here for 13 months."

Then why have I been lying in office for twenty years?

Is it possible that the broadcasting units are also divided into state-owned enterprises and foreign enterprises?

Salary is still different?

"It actually depends on each person's own thoughts." The other party continued, "There are also many special reasons, specific rules, we have not summarized, but whether you are happy or lonely, we in the West prove it In the history of the land, it seems that there has not been a guardian for more than two years."

Su Bai closed his eyes and had a headache.

"Are you in a hurry to get out?" the other party asked.

"Nonsense." Su Bai's answer was simple.

"What's so good about going out?" The other party couldn't understand, "At least, I'm not bored yet. Although I am a bit lonely, here, it can make me think better."

Since the other party didn’t know the specific method, Su Bai felt that he didn’t need to continue struggling with this issue. However, when Su Bai was about to go back to sleep in his coffin, he suddenly thought of something, and he looked up. 'S bronze mirror, asked:

"Have you ever been to see the tombstone in the Land of the Enlightenment?"

"Go every day." The other party replied a little strangely, "Why, haven't you been? The biggest benefit of being a guardian is that you can perceive the way of the predecessors when they first preached in front of their tombstones.

Because of this, the guardian of the land of sermons is regarded as a reward, or honor, in our West, although not many people fight for it. "

Damn Xu Fugui!

Su Bai scolded in his heart, but unfortunately, now Xu Fugui can't know whether Su Bai scolded him, because he is dead.

Turning over and getting down the coffin, Su Bai waved his hand to the person in the bronze mirror to express a temporary goodbye, and then went straight to Huangquan.

What Su Bai did not see was that the one in the bronze mirror smiled bitterly at the beer in his hand.

"The change is fast because the predecessor has not lived for two years, so even if they have the qualifications to enlighten the tombstone, few people are willing to fight for this opportunity."

The opponent threw the empty beer bottle on the ground, turned over and entered his coffin.

The reason why the big bosses from the West came to preach to the Dao with some condolences when they came to preach the way, not deliberately to please the guardians here, in fact, the guardians have no ability to stop the process of preaching. Lao, just because he expressed his respect for the guardians of the past, in order to understand more Taoism, people who risk their lives are certainly worthy of respect.

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Xu Fugui has been lying here for twenty years, and he walked freely. He waved his sleeves without taking away half of the clouds. There was even the suspicion of actively inducing Su Bai. He actively induced Su Bai. Here, you are actually a prisoner, you must endure loneliness, and you must get used to it.

However, as the guardian of the tombstone in Huangquan, you can feel it at any time. Xu Fugui didn't mention a word. This made Su Bai think about the "Yellow River Cantata" like a silly lack in the past two weeks. "And "Swordsman".

Su Bai feels that his brain is a little stupid now. There are obviously gold mountains and silver mountains in front of him, but he ignores him. Every day he picks up scraps on the street and goes to the toll booth to exchange money.

Su Bai doesn’t know exactly how many tombstones are under Huangquan, but it seems that there should be a few hundred smaller ones. After all, the mode of existence of broadcasting may change with different times, such as in ancient times. , It may become the rest of the carrier, even book slips, silk books, jade pendants, post stations and even mirrors, etc. are all right, but because the audience’s fluidity and consumption is too great, it is basically five years apart. The above is actually an era, more than 20 years can almost be described in legends.

No one is bored enough to write a "A Brief History of Listeners", and most of the listeners live in the present.

But now that it is clear that there is such a good thing to do, Su Bai certainly does not want to waste time. He waded directly into the yellow spring, and the dead souls in the yellow spring still instinctively wanted to come over and flatter Su Bai. , But when Su Bai snorted coldly, he was so scared that they all retreated. This is the reason why the county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

This gave Su Bai the feeling that he was Bi Mawen. It seemed to outsiders that he was in jail, but the thousands of dead souls in Huangquan really treated themselves as officials.

Dive, dive, dive again!

Su Bai began to patrol and stay in front of tombstones, preaching, and leaving tombstones. Some people choose to bury their own weaknesses, such as their mental deficiencies, but many people choose to bury what they think most Pride's ability is even bloodline, because what is suppressed by the tombstone is not permanently abandoned. On the contrary, it is a reversed completion.

If you bury the broken, it can feed back to you complete, if you bury the complete, it can give you sublimation, otherwise, if the preaching is to sacrifice and simply give, even if there is a high-pressure policy of broadcasting, It is estimated that it would be difficult to urge the big guys to prove the truth one by one~IndoMTL.com~Su Bai is looking for them, slowly looking for them one by one. He believes that with so many tombstones here, he can always find something suitable for him.

Soon, Su Bai stopped in front of a tombstone. This tombstone was green and black. It attracted Su Bai’s attention from a long distance because it exuded a billowing corpse, like an ancient The corpse was suppressed here.

The two bloodlines that Su Bai now lives on, one is the blood lineage, and the other is the zombie blood line.

Continuing to approach this tombstone, Su Bai has a sense of depression of his own lineage being suppressed. Obviously, the person who left this tombstone back then is really much higher than himself at the level of zombie lineage.

Raising his head and dispelling the turbid yellow spring water, Su Bai was able to see the inscription on the tombstone clearly:

"The Tomb of Xu Fugui!"

"Fuck!"

An **** came out of Su Bai's mouth. Su Bai knew that Xu Fugui majored in zombie blood, but Su Bai never expected that the first tombstone he was interested in was Xu Fugui's.

Is this really because the enemy is not meeting together?

Su Bai’s palm was pressed against the tombstone, and his own divine consciousness actively integrated into it. At this time, the Dian Kingdom jade seal on the altar beside Huangquan also floated at this time, as if it sensed the call from the guardian. It was exuding its own brilliance, and this brilliance was projected directly into the yellow spring like moonlight, and it was heavily shrouded on Xu Fugui's tombstone.

"Om!"

The tombstone trembled, and Su Bai stepped back two steps, and then saw a ghost appear on a two-story tombstone. The ghost was a blessed man. This is the image of Xu Fugui.

"Here is the way for my wealth to bury the ancient zombie, and shape the soul of my ancient zombie!"

The sound came from inside the tombstone, deafening!

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