Chapter 677 Self-defense Supplies

Who is the little devil?

Ya Mu looked at Danas speechlessly.

Danas noticed Yamu's gaze and pointed to the corner with a smile.

Yamu was slightly startled, looking in the direction of his finger, and found that wisps of black energy were rising and disappearing there.

Danas transmitted the message: "This is a holy light flashlight, with a hint of the nature of holy light. It can dispel darkness and purify toxic substances. You should have felt it too. From just now, those people hiding in the dark have been releasing chemicals." gas."

Yamu nodded slightly.

In order to make the five sacrifices die one by one according to the ritual process, the chemical department of the North American branch produced many special reagents, such as the anti-intelligence gas released in the house at this moment, which can reduce human beings' ability to think rationally.

Because of this, Kurt and others still joked about letting Dana enter the basement alone when things were so strange.

There is also the blond hair that Julie dyed on Friday. The hair dye was also mixed with drugs in advance, which can be absorbed into the body through the scalp, amplifying Julie's lust, turning her from a conservative virgin into a slut that fits the character of the sacrifice. .

Among the five young people, only Martin, who represents the Fool, was least affected.

Because the herbs he smoked were mixed with elements that fight anti-intelligence drugs.

That's why he complained that Kurt's focus was too strange and wondered where Danas took out the flashlight.

Of course, it would not be wrong to say that he was completely sober. After all, marijuana itself can make him fall into a trance.

Danas turned the flashlight to other walls, looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Do you feel a lot more at ease?"

Kurt and others looked at the milky white wooden wall and nodded.

Martin complained: "But the rare atmosphere of terror has also been destroyed!"

"It doesn't matter, just turn it off after confirming it's safe!"

Danas replied with a smile, then walked towards the basement entrance with a flashlight.

"Let's go down and have a look together!"

Yamu followed silently with his gun in hand, and the other four people quickly followed suit.

Kurt walked beside Danas, holding on to his courage and shouted: "Dena, what happened?"

In the dark basement, Dana held a glowing mobile phone and patted her chest with lingering fear.

"It's okay, I just- Shet, what is this?!"

Dana turned her head and looked at the strong white light projected from above with a look of shock on her face.

Under the illumination of white light, the entire basement became brighter, as if it had been exposed to the sun.

Danas turned the direction of the flashlight, pointed the white light at the ceiling, then stepped on the steps leading to the basement and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, we are here."

"I know……"

Dana pointed to the flashlight speechlessly: "I mean, where did this thing come from?"

"Self-defense supplies." Danas waved the flashlight and said, "It's not a problem to look after a blind bear in the wild. What, are you interested? I can transfer it to you at a friendly price."

"...Thank you, but I don't like to take away people's love."

Dana declined politely and politely.

However, self-defense supplies, this is a strong reason that is difficult to argue with.

After all, this thigh-thick flashlight is indeed a self-defense product in a dual sense!

At this moment, Kurt's head popped out from the side: "Dina, what happened just now?"

Dana shook her head: "It's nothing, I was just scared by that portrait!"

As she spoke, Dana pointed to a portrait in the corner of the basement.

The portrait is of a girl wearing a floral skirt with two braids hanging from her chest. Her expression is vivid, lifelike, and extremely lifelike. Under the dim light, she looks like a real person. No wonder Dana was frightened.

"So that's it..."

Kurt, Holden and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Martin had come down, shielding the light with his hand, and was looking around in surprise.

Although the light in Danas' hand shines on the ceiling of the basement, the reflected light is still enough to illuminate the entire basement.

Because of this, all kinds of strange objects collected in the basement are completely displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Among them are a self-portrait of a girl, a black-and-white photo of a family, a spherical Rubik's Cube wrapped with chains, a white conch that looks like some weird musical instrument, a music box with a model of a ballet girl, old video tapes, a diary covered with spider webs, etc. …

Various collection objects are piled up throughout the cellar, and at a glance, none of them are duplicated.

"cool!"

Julie couldn't help but praise, then quickly walked to a white wedding dress and gently touched the fabric of the wedding dress.

Holden, a black man, looked at the strange-looking Buddha statue in front of him, suppressed his inner discomfort, and whispered: "Kurt, to be honest, my cousin's hobbies seem a bit strange..."

Kurt glanced at him, picked up the white conch, and while swinging it, he said casually: "I don't think my cousin put these things here... maybe the previous homeowner?"

Martin squatted in the corner, looked at the iron saw in the corner that seemed to be stained with blood, and swallowed.

"Guys, I think it was a mistake for us to come down. Why don't we go up first?"

The five young people communicated in low voices while curiously playing with the objects collected here.

Danas and Yamu did not stop him because they had already communicated about the situation in the basement through their spiritual thoughts.

"Yamu, what do you say?"

"It has no energy, it's just a decorative item."

Yamu glanced at the many objects in the basement and said calmly: "Judging from the plot in the movie, these things are not summoned objects with psychic abilities, they are just options placed here by the organization. "

"Whatever object is chosen for the sacrifice, the organization will release the monster corresponding to the object..."

Danas was a little disappointed: "So there is no summoning ceremony?"

Yamu shook his head: "No."

Danas sighed: "That's such a pity. It's not scary at all to release the contained monsters through the elevator."

Yamu said calmly: "But it's very scientific."

While the two were talking, the young people had begun to study the strange objects in their hands.

Except for the drug-resistant Martin who realizes something is wrong, everyone else is immersed in their own curiosity.

Yamu glanced at the four people who were in a bad state and said, "Your holy light flashlight seems to have no effect."

"It's obvious." Danas looked at the foggy basement air under the white light and said, "They have increased the dose..."

"It's such a crude method. No wonder the old god broke the seal this year."

Yamu shook his head, then took a few steps forward and snatched the diary from Dana's hand.

Dana was stunned for a moment, raised her head angrily and said, "Give it back to me——"

"Uh-huh!"

The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Dana's forehead.

The truth called physics made Dana, who lost her mind, calm down instantly.

A large amount of cold sweat wet her juniors, causing her words to become stammered.

"I...I...I'm sorry..."

"Oh, Yamu, relax, it's just a diary."

Others also looked at the two of them in shock. Kurt smiled and tried to comfort Ya Mu.

But Yamu ignored them. He just held up the gun with one hand, opened the diary with the other hand, and read in a calm tone.

"On April 4, my father lost his temper with me, saying that I lacked true faith, and I sincerely wished that I could prove my piety as Judas and Matthew had proved to those travelers..."

"My mother screamed all night long, and I hoped she had found faith, but it wasn't until my father cut open her belly and stuffed some coal into her that she really stopped screaming..."

"Oh, Shet!" Martin begged with numbness, "Stop for a moment. Can you stop reading?"

Although the other four people were under the influence of the drug, looking at Ya Mu's unwavering face and hearing such a bloody and evil diary, they unconsciously felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

Yamu ignored them and continued to read the rest of the diary.

"...Believers recite the following to pay tribute to the souls of our family. We will be reborn and bring endless pain to the world."

Having said this, Yamu paused, and then recited the last part of the curse in Latin.

"The pain is physical, the pain is wonderful, searing pain."

As three paragraphs of Latin were read out by Yamu, everyone in the underground base breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitterson said quickly: "Quick, quick, release the zombie family Buckner and his family!"

Harder hesitated and said: "Although the Buckner family is immortal, their combat power is not very strong. Can they deal with these two people?"

Sitson shook his head and said: "We can't control that much. Since he has recited the magic spell, this is our chance. Listen to me and let the Buckner family be released!"

After reciting the mantra, Yamu noticed some noise coming from outside the house.

The Buckner family, who must have been dropped by the organization, emerged from the ground.

but……

"Just the Buckners?"

Yamu frowned, thought for a moment, turned his gun, looked at the five young people coldly and said, "You guys, get up."

Facing the gun, Kurt and others trembled and did not dare to resist. They could only obediently step onto the basement stairs leading to the wooden house.

Yamu and Danas followed closely behind, the former holding a pistol and pointing it at the backs of the five young people, so that they did not dare to act rashly.

Looking at the silver desert eagle in Yamu's hand, Danas said helplessly: "Why do you have to make it so stiff?"

Yamu glanced at Danas and said, "It's not because your holy light flashlight is not powerful enough. They have all been affected by drugs. I took out the gun just to wake them up..."

Danas immediately widened his eyes and said firmly: "How can you blame me?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. The Holy Light is not the beautiful thing you imagined. If I increase the power, they will be brainwashed into devout Christians!"