Here Lies The Wicked

“Life is not only meticulous, but also goji in front of you. ”

“The past is smoky, the past is old. ”

“When good and evil fight, love and hate fight, evil strikes, you only have one weapon that you can use to fight back, which is love. ”

Fang was already strangling his brain. At the end of the day, the last bit of ink in his stomach was poor, and he simply moved out the movie lines.

Hopefully the ghost will be tempered as well.

Obviously, he thinks too much. If a soup of soul touches a murderer, what about prison and the Constitution?

“Excuse me, the rain has stopped, have you seen my child…” The woman repeated for the fifteenth time.

“Heard it's going to rain today? ”

“Miss, your skin looks like water spirits, because it's all water. ”

“Sister, your Midwestern dress is very much like the old Shanghai on black and white TV. It must be a century-old national monument at least, right? ”

Fang Zheng chatted alone.

“Excuse me, the rain has stopped, have you seen my child…” the woman repeated for the forty-third time.

If you say dry mouth, two pieces of mouth grind out blisters, in exchange for talking safely and awkwardly until dawn, you will be happy to earn it.

One ghost at a time, so awkward to talk about.

As Fang continued to chat awkwardly, he watched the change of the woman in front of him at all times. As he stared solemnly at the more water damage accumulated under his feet.

As the woman stood in place for longer, only the water stain gradually spread outward, and the palpitations of her heart looked at the water stain that was still spreading.

Take a step back and avoid the water damage.

Just as Fang Zheng retreated, he felt bitterly cold...

... as if there was a storm around...

... women's fuzzy anxiety sounds in the storm...

… seems to be shouting the child's name…

... women trembled with heavy rains, still shuddering in the mountains, mudslides, yelling children's names over and over again in the village...

… then saw a dead well…

... There is a faint crying sound of a child...

This time, Fang is looking carefully. At this moment, he seems to have become the woman's perspective in the storm. He wants to try to see the dead well, but he is blinded by the rain. How can he not see the view in the dead well? Blur in front of him...

When Fang was trying to see clearly, all of a sudden, the back of his head was sore, like a blunt instrument hit him severely. In front of him, it was dark, and he almost fell into a dead well.

He is now the woman's point of view, when... someone attacked the woman from behind!

At this moment, the back of the head like a heavy blow correction, a clear recovery from the ghost beating the wall, after the clear restoration of him, the head like a tear, there are hidden signs of collapse of mental martial arts, people almost fell to the ground. And at this moment, the mental state is worse, the weak correction, just to see the woman who was one or two meters away from him, not knowing when she was already close, black pointed nail ghost claw, trying to dig out his heart.

Adhering to the surface skin, the golden clock cover with 24 layers of membrane status was instantly torn apart without resistance. Everything changed too quickly, even before the square could react, and the ghost claw had been dug straight into the heart of the left chest.

Square color loss.

Even the 24-layer membrane state golden clock cover can't resist the blow of this century-old ghost. It's over, it's going to get cold today...

Yet, ah!

A woman's pain screamed, the ghost claw seemed to touch something on the square body, her body trembled violently like electric shock, and her shape became unstable and twisted.

Especially that ghost claw, which is about to fade away.

Women want to escape.

Fang was not able to think about this sudden change, so he saw that the woman was going to flee, no false thinking, directly firing a wooden knife method, in cooperation with the Jiuyang Qi of Yang, under close range, poof.

As crisp as a tear of clothes, the woman was split in half by a square knife from behind and dissolved in the middle of the sky.

However, no grey air has risen.

This woman is not dead yet, just hiding in the dark for a while.

Mm-hmm.

Fang Zheng shocked, at the moment when the woman turned around... seemed to see that this was a woman with a tombstone on her back?

No, it's not!

It was like a tattoo again, but he didn't get to see it.

At this moment, Fang can't help but be thankful to own the human skin scripture. Whether these cunning ghosts die or not, they are all invisible.

At the same time, Square's face revealed the joy of the rest of his life after the robbery. Just now, the ghost claw was impartial, just grabbing the human skin scripture on the chest underwear.

Not only did the human skin scripture help him stop the robbery, but even the ghosts seemed to be badly traumatized.

But when you think of the human skin scripture that can come from ghosts, wool, which has a mysterious suppressing power over ghosts, seems to be in reason too?

Nothing to say overnight.

In the second half of the night, the ghost never showed up again, but Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou have been missing.

When the fish belly of the dawn gradually dawned in the sky, the first dawn dawn lit into the ancient well village, such as the foggy cold darkness was dispersed, and gradually restored life. Fang was carrying a ghost knife, killing directly in the direction of the village monastery.

At this moment, the villagers had not gone out, had no clutter in their eyes, and he was going to dig up the dead well.

At this time, the original pale face, more pale and bloodless, depressed mental condition, terrible.

The first epiphany is not yet healed, and the second trauma is more severe than the wound.

In his current state of health, he can no longer be dragged on. He needs to fight quickly.

But last night wasn't entirely unproductive, and last night's ghost hit the wall, giving him about the location of the dead well.

However, when he thought he was the first to arrive at the temple, he found that the door of the temple was wide open and that the chain had been broken and thrown on the ground.

There was a voice in the hall, and I listened carefully to the three veterans.

No, it's not!

There's another strange voice.

Fang Zheng hid the ghost knife and when he appeared in the temple hall, he saw Zhang Jianming three people. Zheng Wuhua tied up a villager, who was being thrown on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Fang immediately recognised the person on the ground, the one who rushed past Uncle Li's door last night.

Although it was night and the face was not completely clear, the figure of the person was recognized at a glance.

Fang Zheng, how did the three Zhang Jianming catch this man?

“Hey, is that you?” The speaker is Chen Zhiyong, who is the youngest of the three veterans, has an active personality, has just discharged from military service after two years of service, and is only in his twenties.

Once Chen Zhiyong saw Fang Zheng, some couldn't help but get excited: “Fang Zheng, you can never imagine, we ambushed in the village last night, who we caught! ”

“Sgt. Zhang had always suspected that the chicken on the widow's door had been deliberately taken away, possibly the disappearance of the widow of the horse, and even the disappearance of other people was related to this person. So last night we stayed overnight, and really let Sgt. Zhang guess, we caught a sneaky villager. ”

“But Fang Zheng you can't even guess, when we interrogated this villager last night, we asked about an amazing secret about Gujing Village. Commander Zhang was about to summon everyone here. I didn't expect Fang Zheng to come first. ”

Chen Zhiyong's voice just dropped, staying in the group temporarily established by the tourists, Zhang Jianming @ all members, send a group message.

“Everyone avoided the villagers and quickly came to the village pavilion. There were major discoveries. ”

“Don't let the villagers of Gui Jing spot you! ”

Fangzheng also received a group message.