Here Lies The Wicked

“Jade Lake Square is here, please take your luggage and get off through the back door. ”

“Next stop, gather the farmers' market, please hold steady. ”

On the 142nd bus, he frowned and stared at a medallion in his hand.

Since the end of the apartment building, he realized that the ten-dollar note in his hand had turned into a medallion coin.

There are explanations in Fox Ghost Monster, Country Monster Tan, Mona Cross Book...

Money does not circulate in the shadows.

The real currency in circulation in the shadows is Yin De.

Yin De is money for ghosts, practicing, transferring, crossing the bridge of Nai He, going back to the stage, bribing kids in difficulty, all need to be hit with money.

Yin De Qian is also known in the sun as Pluto, not the millions, a hundred million denomination of Pluto that the sun burns to the shadow, the kind that is useless, otherwise the shady land would have been inflated. Instead, it is the Yin De money saved for a lifetime of good deeds.

In fact, ghosts and ghosts in the shadows are more secular than secular. The benefits of Yin De are endless. It works better than money in the shadows. It can connect with ghosts and practice downward.

These myths are too bright and brilliant. If they were past, they would usually be a smile, but they wouldn't be on your mind.

But now, the world is throwing a boulder into Pinghu Lake, and there are strange and dramatic changes everywhere. We don't know exactly what these ancient legends have always been. Can't he see the medallion in his hand? Or a common medallion in the sun?

“Forget it, whatever it is is.” Fang was putting away the medallion at random. Too much happened this evening. Until now, he didn't have time to sort things out.

The man with the cold sunglasses who pulled him out of the ghost wall.

And in the cold mouth of a man with sunglasses, known as the head of a middle-aged man.

Fang is more concerned about the fact that he collected three strands of grey air from the two men in less than a minute.

She squeezed her lips gently.

Both eyebrows wrinkled.

This is his habit of concentrating.

The source of the grey air is only available after the extermination of the ghost, as has been proven, no doubt.

So the source of grey air should be related to resentment, bravery, ghost, evil air, etc. However, it is not clear which one belongs here.

But one thing's for sure!

Normal people can't see the grey air, they can't even use the grey air!

At present, only one person with human skin scripture can see the gray smell of ghosts after death.

So speculatively, the key leads have surfaced.

The ruthless man with sunglasses and his mouth is a professional specializing in handling folk psychic events. When the two killed the ghost, he was entwined by such bright and bright things as grudge, anger, ghost, evil gas, and so on. So as soon as he approached him, the human skin scripture immediately reacted.

However, he hasn't studied the resentment, ghost... is it temporary, it will slowly dissipate itself; or if it does, it will be forever?

Thinking about it, Fang was beginning to glance at him, and he felt like he had found a fat sheep.

If it's true, as you can imagine, the cool guy with the sunglasses, they're just a fat sheep, and every time he's around, he'll be able to get a piece of wool.

It's a lot better than beating him to death.

Mmm!

Square frowned, he felt the idea was a little dangerous.

How can you describe them with fat sheep if they are also civil servants?

Still thinking about wanting to get wool from the civil servant.

This idea is too dangerous.

Mmm!

In other adjectives, let the people's servants actively exert excess heat when the heat is glowing!! Brick and tile the construction of core socialist values.

Fang is clapping!

He decided that, as soon as the weapon was resolved, he would begin to look for the ruthless men with the sunglasses, where the city headquarters would be located.

“The Farmers' Market is here, please take your luggage and get off through the back door. ”

By then, the bus had also arrived.

Fang was somewhat curious about the identity of Zhang Butcher, who had a glimpse of Zhang Butcher in the crowd outside the apartment building.

At the time, Zhang Butcher, his eyes were constantly looking at the apartment building. In that particular situation, Zhang Butcher seemed to see something.

Obviously there are secrets with the butcher Zhang as well.

Within the farmers' market, daytime and morning are two different scenes.

In the daytime, before entering the market door, people's heads had accumulated outside, people's voices were loud, and the sound of drinking fluctuated.

Targeted.

Fang directly approached the butcher's pork stall.

When Fang arrived, he saw Zhang butcher's pork stall, standing in front of a five-tier elementary school monk, a meaty, fat boy.

This time, Fang took a closer look. Um, the boy's yang is like a fireplace. This time it's a person, not a ghost.

The primary school monk stood in front of the pork stall and suddenly took off his top. He drew many circles on his body with a watercolor pen. The primary school monk pointed to the circle and raised his head to his chest and waist and said: "Boss! My mom said she only wanted meat from these parts of the pig! ”

Mud coal!

Hot eyes!

Square gazed.

ARTICLE: How to get your son to buy meat accurately from all parts of the pig!!

Zhang Butcher glanced faintly at Fangzheng, facing the elementary school monk, the clouds and winds were light on his face.

“Boss, my dad says we need meat out of this circle too!” The elementary monk took off his pants again.

Po!

A bite of old blood erupted.

(; Oddo...

I can't stop coughing. Are elementary school monks so skinny now?

Cheung Butcher, who has been in a light cloud, finally stopped calming this time.

Boom!

With more than 2 kilograms of thick back slaughter knife, he chopped heavily on a round wooden chopping board: “This pig is female. ”

Having bought pork, the elementary school monks, who had put their clothes and pants back on, looked at it with a five-barreled glance and looked at it squarely: “Mentally retarded. ”

Square: “…”

Emma! My brother was ridiculed today by a poisonous tongue elementary school monk. Uncle can't bear it.

Fang squatted down and smiled on his face: “My child, he was bitten by bats to become Batman, he was bitten by spiders to become Spider-Man, he was struck by lightning to become a thunderbolt, he was dyed green to become a giant green, he ate pancakes to become a pancake man, he ate demon fruit to become a capable person, so what does eating pork become? ”

Primary school monks glanced at each other: "Paige the Pig!! ”

Fang raised his hand and shook the head of an elementary school monk, revealing a smile of fascination that the child could teach: “What a brilliant and clever child. ”

Watching elementary school monks scream and run home, Fang is proud to get up, the bigger elementary school monks, learning what is not good for people tongue, come on, hurting each other.

Then he was coming back to the butcher's pork stall.

Not waiting for the opening, bang, a short knife with a knife sheath, was thrown on the pork stall by the butcher Zhang.

“The old king has asked me about you. ”

“This ghost knife is better suited for you if you want to cut off ghosts for evil. ”

At this time, the butcher Zhang, has returned to his faceless calm.