Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 92: The Disappearing Second Person

Fang Zheng had a sample. After the scholar sat down and sat down, he quickly became uncomfortable.

You can't let a sober man pretend to sleep.

And pretend to sleep perfectly.

So Fang faked sitting down, actually secretly opened an eye corner seam, and began to quadruple boredom to measure the ancient temple.

The first thing that attracted him at first glance was the sarcophagus that was held directly opposite him, in the left hand of Stone Buddha.

The sarcophagus is filled with obscure and obscure symbols, as if something was repressed inside.

Like a man?

A body?

The thick and heavy coffin on the sarcophagus, which had been pressed to death, had not been pryed open by these people who had entered the faucet lake.

The scene is a bit like the wild treasure chest rhythm when playing games.

And it's another thing of no control.

Perhaps before the situation is unknown, don't dare open the coffin, the evil Buddha gives people a feeling enough evil door, in case there really is a repression of some powerful ghost or something, accidentally released, everyone must be eliminated collectively. It is also possible that this ruined ancient city has not yet been explored, so no one has put their ideas on this sarcophagus for the time being.

The boring right to sit, can only think in your heart.

But by the way, this is an evil Buddha... who can be repressed by the evil Buddha himself, should be a... decent figure?

The ghost lake, the head festival, the ruins of the underground evil city, the evil buddha... is it true that a place like this with evil, weird dark sunsets would be a blessing for those two mysterious populations before?

The so-called land of bliss is a place of spirituality.

The common explanation for scientific points is that magnetic fields are the most active places.

According to the two mysterious men he had overheard, Blessed Land was also ranked: Great Blessed Land, Little Blessed Land, Unflowing Lost Blessed Land, the most powerful of which were the most famous monuments in the world, such as 72 Blessed Land was the best.

It is estimated that Cave Sky is ranked similarly.

According to Bo Da's profound Chinese interpretation, Cao Tianfudi means the cactus dojo place where Shinto resides, and you can imagine the significance of it.

The most famous are the ten great holes of heaven, thirty-six small holes of heaven, seventy-two bliss.

“Perhaps this is a monastic or ghost dojo?” Fang's mind gradually cleared up a bit.

Yamamoto is nothing.

No one stipulates that the hollow heavens and blessings must belong to the decent. The most intrinsic truth of the world is still the most naked law of the jungle. Whoever has a big fist can seize the hollow heavens and blessings.

What kind of monastic sanctuary, ghostly sanctuary, nobody's home is windswept by the wind, all the holes and blessings stolen because of this, why should I let you be guided?

Just because you're on top of morality?

Fang continues to carefully gauge the ancient temple in front of him.

The two mysterious men said that it was still uncertain whether it belonged to Blessed Land, but in front of the scene, the stone Buddha sprouting the seedlings, suddenly the spiritual ancient temple, now no one will question whether it is Blessed Land.

This is Blessed Land.

All of a sudden there is so much new happiness in the wilderness… I'm afraid it won't be too peaceful in the near future, and the plan has already begun in my heart.

Three hours later…

Everyone finally quit and sat down and stood up refreshingly, and then looked at each other. No one needed to say much, it was all rewarding.

Fang Zheng also stood up closely, mixed in a crowd of people, first thought, then hesitated for a few steps in situ, then looked at the seedlings on the palm of Shi Buddha, revealed a sudden nod of divine colour, to surprise, then to the full set of expressions with harvest, only through a few minor actions, perfectly expressed on the drama.

Seems to be silently showing the surrounding people that, look, not only have you reaped something, but I've also benefited greatly.

* * *... Ti Hua's show... Making the Bell God show...

At this time, a young man with a very young voice and a less than steady heart said with surprise from under his prop suit helmet: "Three hours of practice here will last three days. ”

“Twenty-four hours a day, if you can practise here every day, equals 24 days a day for someone else, and this is indeed a blessing, much more spiritual than the outside world. ”

“" That's good, "a couple of people said. ”

“That's true. ”

“Unfortunately, the spiritual tide is only three hours short, which is too short. ”

Everyone who seemed indifferent and alert to each other, in terms of spirituality and practice, found a common topic and shrugged.

But at this moment, a sound of panic broke the atmosphere of harmony.

“Come on, look here, there's another one... missing. ”

What?!

The crowd rushed to their fame and saw only the outermost circle of the crowd. There was an extra set of neatly stacked clothes on the ground.

They thought it was the clothes of the person who had disappeared before, and as they turned to look for them, the clothes of the person were still neat and in place like tofu.

At this moment, there are two additional sets of clothing above the ancient temple floor.

There were two strange disappearances.

And it's all in front of them, mysteriously missing, especially just now, when that person was sitting so close behind them that no one noticed anything behind them.

How did this man disappear?

Why didn't they notice?

Why is there a set of clothes left in the place after the disappearance?

Thriller, cold back, scalp blowing up… Everyone's mind is surrounded by a sense of insecurity, an ancient temple, an evil Buddha… this is too evil a door.

At this time, even Fang Zheng's face is a heavy expression. Something unusual must have happened.

Able to disappear a person silently in front of the public… the more dangerous this place is, the more evil it means.

Next, everyone went through the temple together, but none of the two strange missing persons were found.

Nothing but an empty temple.

A stone buddha.

By that time, everyone had withdrawn from the temple and, under the prop suit helmet, everyone looked at the temple with a gloomy expression.

The original spiritual rejoicing left nothing but a thrill at this moment.

“Gentlemen, it's almost dawn time again. Why don't we just get out of here and come back tomorrow and look for the two missing people? ”

Someone looked at the time and suddenly said.

Everyone nodded quietly, so-called to come back tomorrow to look, just a word of psychological comfort, this place is so evil, I'm afraid those two people are now very rare.

And I don't know why everyone has to leave before dawn, and if they don't leave here before dawn, before anything weirder happens, they just don't ask or raise any other objections.

“I propose that everyone keep their mouths shut and keep their secrets from what is happening here today. This is a blessing, basically confirmed, and if the outside world finds out we found a blessing, I'm afraid it's going to be easy here tomorrow. ”

“Agreed.”

“No objection. ”

“I agree. ”