Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

"Next!"

After Mo Ying tore off another piece of transparent tape with his mouth, he shouted to the people queuing behind him.

"Yes, press all ten fingers on it, name!"

There were about twenty or thirty people here, and he repeated this sentence to each of them.

When it was Wu Yi's turn, he said seriously, "Where are your own fingerprints? Who will compare them?"

Mo Ying had always disliked this man, and now that he heard him picking a fight, he immediately became furious and asked, "What do you mean?!"

Wu Yi smiled self-satisfiedly and said righteously: "It's nothing special. I just think that this fingerprint matching work should cover all employees, right?"

Mo Ying couldn't bear the anger anymore and was about to explode, but Nan Guan at the side pulled him back in time.

“So many people are watching!”

Nan Guan whispered to Mo Ying, then he turned to Wu Yi and said:

"First of all, you took us away when we first arrived here. There was no time or motive for the crime, and your absence is proof that you are not there, right?"

"Secondly, if you have any concerns, please feel free to come and supervise our work!"

Wu Yi was speechless. Nan Guan was right. The five of them really did not have any time to commit the crime.

"Hurry up and press your fingerprints!"

Mo Ying looked at Wu Yi, whose face had become gloomy again, and said impatiently while holding the transparent tape he had just bitten off.

He doesn't pamper this guy at all.

Wu Yi suppressed his anger and obediently pressed the fingerprints of his ten fingers onto the transparent tape.

After almost everyone in the queue had been pressed, Qin Yangming asked Bai Lu, "Are the people here everyone?"

Bai Lu carefully looked at everyone's faces again, silently counting in her mind, and then she said to Qin Yangming: "Yes, there are only 28 people on this floor, including the beggar who just died."

"Of course, including the five of you newcomers, that makes thirty-three."

"Thirty-three..." Qin Yangming felt that this number should have some special meaning.

"I have some more questions to ask you. Let's talk about it when we get back." Qin Yangming thought of something and said to Bai Lu.

Bai Lu nodded, and at this time, a man's voice reached their ears.

"Bai Lu, is this your new team?"

He was a man carrying a hoe on his back. He had dark skin, a hunched back, and wrinkles all over his face.

"Li Dian, do you want to join in?" Bai Lu asked.

"No, I'm doing well in my current team, and..." Li Dian lowered his eyes and said hesitantly:

"Don't take the previous things too seriously. We can't do anything if we encounter something like that."

"I know." Bai Lu said softly with a dim look in her eyes.

After Li Dian finished speaking, he looked at Qin Yangming and left. He had already registered his fingerprints, so there was no need for him to stay here any longer.

Bai Lu was afraid that Qin Yangming would misunderstand, so she took the initiative to say, "Li Dian, [Farmer] sequence, my former teammate."

Qin Yangming asked: "Didn't you say that all your previous teammates were dead?"

Bai Lu said: "Only he and I survived. He now belongs to another small team."

Qin Yangming nodded and did not pursue the matter. At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Yangming, there's something wrong with that corpse! The Yin Qi is rolling like waves! (Yangming! There seems to be something wrong with that corpse. I saw the Yin Qi on it suddenly rolling like waves!)"

Qin Yangming was shocked and looked towards the corpse quickly.

From the outside, there seemed to be nothing abnormal, except that those disgusting tumors were spewing more pus and contracting and expanding more quickly...

Suddenly, a strong warning flashed through his mind. He made a prompt decision and shouted to the crowd:

"Everyone, let's go!"

"Nanguan, Moying, get out of there!"

Nan Guan trusted Qin Yangming very much. Without saying a word, he pulled Mo Ying, who turned back to look at him again, and rushed forward quickly.

Mo Ying did not forget to take with him the fingerprints he had just collected, so he seemed a little flustered.

At this time, the beggar's body had undergone obvious changes. The tumors expanded rapidly, like rapidly growing bacteria, and in the blink of an eye they covered the beggar's entire body.

The beggar's entire body was covered with tumors. Those hairy, foul-smelling, and constantly throbbing tumors completely devoured the beggar's body.

The tumor mass continued to grow higher, and finally exceeded two meters in height. After being blocked by the low roof, it began to expand to both sides.

"Dangdang!"

This huge tumor seemed to have its own life. The sharp knife that was inserted into the beggar's chest was spat out by it and fell to the ground stained with green pus.

"Damn it! What the hell is this!"

Mo Ying cursed as he ran back.

There were still a dozen people left at the scene, including Qin Yangming and others. When they saw this scene, they all wanted to run away quickly.

"Can't run!"

Nan Guan shouted, no matter what the hell it was, the best choice was to defeat it now while it had just grown.

Otherwise, if they give it a little more time, or give it a chance to devour them one by one, then these people will be put in a truly passive position.

However, we all know that emotional fear is not so easy to overcome.

Those people ran away without caring about anything.

Qin Yangming acted decisively, took out the revolver from Mo Ying's waist, opened the safety, loaded the gun, and fired a shot directly at a deserted place in the distance.

"boom!"

The gunshot was deafening, and everyone's heart trembled, and they looked back tremblingly.

Qin Yangming was seen holding a hexagram banner in one hand and a revolver in the other, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at them and smoke rising from it.

"Everyone stop!"

Qin Yangming shouted.

"Whoever runs will die!"

Everyone was shocked. Of course they knew that there were only a few bullets in the revolver, but who would be willing to be the first to stand out?

Qin Yangming struck while the iron was hot:

"Look! It's expanding!"

"At this rate, it will fill up the entire floor in just ten minutes!

"Even if you run away now, where can you run to then?!"

When those people heard Qin Yangming's words, they paused in their tracks.

"Let's go together, this is the way to survive!"

He returned the revolver in his hand to the confused Mo Ying and turned to face the growing tumor.

Those who were fleeing gritted their teeth and turned to walk towards Qin Yangming.

"Mo Ying, try shooting him!" Qin Yangming said.

Mo Ying raised the gun with both hands, but his hands were still shaking a little.

Nan Guan reminded from the side:

"Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart."

“Stand naturally, with your chest held in and your arms extended.”

Mo Ying tried hard to adjust his posture and fired a shot.

The bullet exploded a tumor, and juice splattered all over the ground.

But it seemed to be of no use. Although the tumor that was blown up shrank, it was soon covered by the new growth.

"This is useless!" everyone exclaimed in shock.

Qin Yangming took out three copper coins again, threw them up quickly and caught them. He spread out his palm and saw that it was the Li Gua among the Eight Trigrams!

Li Gua belongs to fire, so it should be attacked with fire!

Qin Yangming shouted to everyone: "Fire attack!"

But who could use fire to attack? Although they had awakened some extraordinary powers, they had never heard of anyone who could spit fire.

"I come!"

At this time, a deep voice was heard, and the man was seen wearing exaggerated clothes, a black cloak embroidered with golden dragons, and a cloud-shoulder cape, like a juggler.

He was holding a kerosene lamp in his hand. He raised the lamp in front of him and pointed it at the tumor. His eyes were wide open and gleaming with light. With a breath, a fierce flame spurted out from the kerosene lamp.

The flame was extremely fierce, with the tongue of fire reaching three or four meters in length, which was completely beyond the normal range. If it was performed on the street, it would have won applause from the whole house without a problem.

"Extraordinary power!"

"He is from the [Street Artist] sequence, no wonder he can breathe fire!"

Someone said in surprise.

The flames hit the tumor, and instantly there was a crackling sound. Part of the tumor melted instantly like residual snow, emitting wisps of green smelly smoke.

"efficient!"

Everyone was overjoyed.

"But it's not enough!"

The volume of the sarcoma has expanded to a certain extent, and its height has reached the limit of this floor. The width is slowly expanding and is now five or six meters wide.

"call!"

The man held up the kerosene lamp and blew out another large puff of flame, burning part of the tumor again.

“It’s still growing!”

Everyone discovered that the tumor grew faster than the flame burned!

Qin Yangming thought of something and quickly made a gesture to Su Mengyuan.

Su Mengyuan said to the man reluctantly:

"Hey! Flame-breathing man, take off your clothes!"

Everyone was confused and didn't know what this was for.

Su Mengyuan put on a shawl and moved closer to the kerosene lamp held by the man.

"call!"

The two of them exhaled at the same time, and the flame actually grew three or four times stronger.

"Holy crap, can this still happen?"

People around were surprised.

At this time, the flame can barely suppress the growth of the tumor.

"Peddler! Go get the gasoline!"

Qin Yangming said to the peddler.

The peddler was reluctant, as he knew that if he took it out now it would be for nothing. However, he had no choice but to accept the public's criticism.

A look of struggle appeared on his face, but he still agreed and called a few people to go with him to move the gasoline.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Suddenly, the tumor mass let out a baby's cry, which was extremely miserable.

Everyone quickly covered their ears. The scream was too strange. They seemed to see a newborn baby with a red body being tortured by them. The sympathy in their hearts was awakened and they could not bear to continue.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp!!!”

Suddenly, the sound of horses neighing reached everyone's ears.

Why are there horses here?

When everyone looked, they saw a man wearing a Ma褂 and frog-eye glasses sitting cross-legged on the ground. The horse's neighing sound came from him.

It's the erhu!

The man held an erhu in his hand, and the strings were pulled violently and rhythmically in his hand.

Suddenly, a passionate and surging music began to play, as if thousands of horses were galloping on the vast grassland, with magnificent momentum!

It's "Horse Racing Song".

With the blessing of extraordinary power, the passionate music quickly diluted the reluctance in everyone's hearts, leaving only the passionate fighting spirit.

"Gasoline is coming!"

The peddler and a few other men came running over carrying several barrels of gasoline.

The lid of the gasoline tank had been opened by them on the road a long time ago. When they finally ran here, they raised the gasoline barrel in their hands violently, and a large amount of gasoline poured onto the tumorous body.

The strength of these people far exceeded that of ordinary people, and the gasoline they raised covered the entire body of the tumorous mass.

"blow!"

Su Mengyuan and the man blew violently together, and the flames rushed towards the tumor like a fire dragon.

"Teng!"

The flames met a large amount of gasoline, and a huge flame shot up into the sky. The huge figure of the tumor mass slowly collapsed in the flames.