Here Lies The Wicked

Burn your bones, see if you've even lost your bones. How can you be angry?

with one foot stamped,

Even day after day, he cultivated "Arohan without Bad Kong". He finally accumulated part of the solar fire in his body. He followed the square foot, directly like a magic lightning bolt, and quickly burst into the ground and burned into the dead well.

Boom!

The golden flames burst from the dead well, seemed to encounter some kind of combustion aid, and burned abundantly.

The fire burst and the sound burned violently. At the same time, a dark smoke burst out of the dead well, accompanied by the stench of the corpse.

At this point, a white ghost flashed behind him, and as he turned around, he saw that a white ghost had not entered a coffin in the pavilion.

Possession?

Fang also did not think, seven or eight meters long hot knife gas, directly along with the coffin plus several nearby coffins, all chopped into wood chips.

Together with the bodies of the villagers of the ancient well in the coffin, they were hanged by knife gas.

The illusion disappeared, and there were no coffins or bodies, but a wall of the pavilion, which was cut to pieces by a knife.

The ghost hit the wall again.

But this time, the quality and scope of the ghost wall is far less dangerous than the previous times, and this time, the party is seeing through. This is yet another testament to the fact that this century-old ghost has indeed been badly traumatized.

Just as the wall was smashed with a knife, the white ghost flashed and quickly, a pair of ghost hands had pushed silently towards the right back.

How acute is the five senses behind Fang Zhengwu? As soon as he heard the wind behind him, he immediately released the gold clock cover, the clock cover shape.

Boo!

Knock!

Just an attack, Fang actually had a moment to rub shoulders with Death, even if the hardened gold clock cover in the clock cover state, click, there was a crack, hidden signs of explosion.

But in the end, the ghost claw was blocked.

In the hardened form of the golden clock cover, it consumes the most gas and blood, but now there is a large pill to repair the blood, and several breath switching rooms, such as the golden clock cover with the web debris, recover intact again.

Fang Zheng wondered, in the ghost wall illusion, his 24-layer golden clock cover was almost instantly broken, nothing to fight back, was that experience real? Hallucinations?

Fang was too late to think about it. He looked indifferent. At such close range, the plane turned around and swept a thousand armies.

Boom!

A white figure was thrown out.

Smoke and dust soared and a brick wall of the pavilion was smashed into a large cave.

When Fang was planning to win the chase, the woman grew rapidly from the dead well, surrounded Fang Zheng, and prevented Fang from pursuing the century-old ghost.

“Two ghosts? ”

No, it's not!

Perhaps the hair on the bone is not decayed... Or, this dead well is too many people, and the sun is gone all year long, and the narrow is not easy to dissipate, so it becomes a place of shame. This dead well is a place for carcasses. Is this woman's body not decayed for centuries?

These long hairs, formed by the forces of the shadow, are self-help repercussions of an uncorrupted corpse?

Fang certainly does not want to personally go down the well to verify the speculation.

Without the ghost blindfolded by the wall, all he had to do was burn the woman's body, and once the body was gone, everything would naturally end.

Faced with the root sharp as a steel needle, dense hemp stabbing thousands of hairs, square one deep breath, the wood-burning knife method under full operation, high-speed friction of the air, the power of Jiuyang Qi to the Yang, instantaneous clamor, clamor, burst a series of gold iron symphony, the next moment, bang!

Tens of thousands of hairs were split and ignited by Jiuyang Zhenqi of Zhiyang.

Next, the solar fire, Jiuyang Zhenqi, two-pronged, if you don't want the money to fall wildly into the dead well.

Speed up the incineration.

One time, the black smoke rolled, the corpse smelled worse, the stench smelled worse.

In the meantime, the white ghost came again, but Fang Zheng iron heart burned the female corpse, once splitting the ghost, never chased.

Female corpses are the body.

He burns as much hair as he wants.

Now the healing drug effect is not over, the true qi of Jiuyang Shenggong persists, in the end, his true qi is consumed first, or the hair of the downhole female corpse is burned first.

One in real life.

One in the hair.

Boom!

Suddenly, the dead well trembled and rose from the dead well immediately after a gray gas sandwiched with green light.

Instantly swallowed by human skin scripture.

At the same time, the white ghost screamed one last time, bang, his soul scattered.

But the correction at this moment, there is no more psychology to do this, and the first time I saw this weird grey air, I looked straight at it.

Hurry up and take out the human skin scripture for review.

Heran!

Seeing the corner of the human skin scripture, lonely lights a symbol in a glorious green.

“What's going on? ”

“Why did you bring a demon this time? ”

Is it a gender relationship?

The ghost stands for the evil green? No, when he killed Zheng Mei, it was just plain gray.

Are you trying to express that this is an elite monster? Or a BOSS freak?

And then the green suit?

Ordinary monsters can only blast blankboard gear.

But Fang immediately dispelled this uncharted thought. It was not the time to study the human skin scripture. After he put away the human skin scripture, he hurriedly destroyed the footprint, and people quickly left Gujing Village.

He flew all the way down the road.

To the cliff site where the bus was thrown out of the country.

After a careful layout, erasing some noticeable traces of detail, he laid himself down in a bush, disguising himself as if he was stuck between several large trees, which did not continue to roll down the steep slope hundreds of metres deep on the cliff.

After arranging all this, the party is starting to sell miserably. It seems to hold on to the painful body and cry out for help: “Help! ”

“There's someone here! ”

Fang persevered in selling miserably. Soon he heard Panshan Highway from the top of his head, and a voice came from him: “There is another man here. ”

It's the Psychic Bureau of Investigation!

Because of the special physique that is being cultivated, the fluctuations of special energies are sensed.

It's so fast.

It was less than 20 minutes before they escaped from Gujing Village to contact the outside world.

Is there a specific emergency programme or emergency response team or something?

When Fang was being rescued, he accidentally saw Zhao Tai and Chen Zhiyong.

This time he was a real surprise, and all three veterans were still alive.

Originally he saw Zhao Tai and Chen Zhiyong's car severely damaged, thought that they had been so vicious and so few, I didn't expect them to survive the ghost attack.

Then he saw all the passengers on the country bus, holding Zhang Jianming in a trembling night breeze and crying.

Thereafter, they were escorted to an ambulance to a hospital in the immediate vicinity of Wenwu commune for various medical examinations and psychological treatment.

There's a psychiatrist waiting in the hospital long ago.

Looks like the Psychic Bureau of Investigation is already familiar with the processes involved...