Here Lies The Wicked

White mist covered the ghost lake, and a small boardboat swayed out of the mist.

He saw Wang Minghe holding on to the boat with his bare hands, and his obese body swayed with the boat, swinging from left to right.

Looks like we're going to overthrow Ghost Lake at any moment.

Fang is freaking out a cold sweat, but the corpse collector hasn't woken up yet, and he doesn't know if there are any taboos in this ghost lake, what if he opens his mouth to spook the ghost under this ghost lake?

Now they're available.

Ghosts are the home strengths of Ghost Lake.

Fang regretted it now. He knew he wouldn't listen to the fat man. Wang Minghe had to support the boat himself. Fortunately, there is no danger along the way, and when you see gradual appearance on the shore of the lake in front of you, there is a kind of excitement for the rest of your life after the robbery.

When the boat landed, Fang was hurrying to carry the corpse harvester, the first to jump off the boat.

Feel your feet tread back on the ground until then, when you're completely relieved.

At this moment, the fat man was seen screaming, breathing like a cow ashore.

“I'm tired of your fat grandfather, which is completely different from the bamboo raft that I played once when I was a kid, and the bottom of the lake looks like it's gone deep.” Wang Minghe was exhausted.

The square door dropped several black lines: “You just bragged to me about the experience of playing bamboo rafts in tourist attractions once? ”

Fang almost strangled this fat man.

“It's all little details, little details.” Wang Minghe made an peace, and his palms pressed the gestures.

Afterwards, he was looking directly at Wang Ming River Road with the trapper behind his back: "What is the real purpose of your journey with me? ”

“Don't talk to me again just passing by.” Fang opened the door directly to the mountain.

We thought Wang Ming River would hesitate or struggle with ideas a few times. How did we know Wang Ming River was frank: “Previously in the ruins of the mountain belly, Fatty, I wanted to find an alliance that looked smooth, strong and not weak. We had to take care of each other, so as not to be swallowed up by others after being left alone. ”

“One of the most important reasons, of course, is to see if there is a chance of chaos and robbing Stone Buddha of that mysterious fruit. ”

Speaking of which, Wang Minghe's voice subsided slightly before continuing: “But then I changed my mind. ”

Fang did not interrupt.

After a minute of silence, Wang Minghe said depressingly: "Brother Fierce, shouldn't you actively ask why at this time? ”

Square: “…”

Fatty Wang Minghe rubbed his hand: “Just kidding. Just kidding. ”

And then I changed to a straight line: “I never understood, this big movement here, and if it was a blessing, why did I see only a few archaeologists digging their heads in the mountains where the landslides came out of the crater, researching their heads, and no one from the Special Operations Department entered the Dragon Lake? How many little mice have you been, smashing around in the middle of the mountain? ”

“It wasn't until recently that I suddenly figured out that the people at Special Operations probably knew from the beginning that Lake Dragon was a fake blessing, so I didn't focus on Lake Dragon from the beginning. Because it is clear to those in the Special Operations Department that they will eventually have nothing to gain and that they will eventually take over all of it. In that case, there is no need to create a climate of antagonistic tension. ”

Fake blessings?

Special Operations? Fang Zheng's head moved.

Obviously, this is the "psychic investigation bureau” that Fang has been looking for.

Wang Minghe continued: "But I guess the Special Operations Department's people certainly don't know about eating ancient temples, sprouting evil buddhas, and weird spirituality. But with the fierce man, you killed Gao's Shati painting skin and sent out so much explosive material, ‘Special Operations’ people should soon discover the anomaly in the ruins of the ancient city. ”

Fang shrieks and asks the biggest loophole: “If Special Operations has entered Lake Tap, why are the skinheads, body oil soul lights, safe and sound? ”

“Shouldn't it be... demon-killing? ”

Think about it and say the most appropriate adjective.

Wang Minghe was surprised: "You sure you're not ancient? There is such a conservative thought. This is the information age of the new century, crematories, hospitals, mortuaries are full of corpses. Do you still think that the ancient traffic, information is inconvenient, killing people to practise evil law? ”

“It is now a society governed by the rule of law, in which everyone abides by the law. If there is such a crime of murder, it is certain that one's life is too long to guarantee a long life. ”

Square: “…”

Butcher Zhang, you old man!!

If he hadn't been a skinhead in the first place, there wouldn't be so much to follow.

However... Fangzheng did not regret it at all. Without this cut, how can you get so much gray air after that?

This trip was more than a month in the city.

However, according to Wang Minghe's next guess, there must be a source of all the causes in this tap lake, deliberately spreading the false news that there are blessings beneath the tap lake, quietly.

Think again of the ancient temple of eating man, the buddha sprouting, the mysterious fruit suspected of nourishing the awakener… just as all the clues are connected.

Catching this messenger is the key.

“Fatty Wang, isn't Gao Jia Shahu the young genius you mentioned earlier? After the death of Gao Jia Sha Hu, did Gao Jia make a painting skin? ”

Because just as Fang was killing Sha Hu, the human skin scripture reacted and actually swallowed a gray air from Sha Hu.

And so far, the grey air only comes from ghosts...

The night is quiet and today is a grey shady day.

The stars and moon are endless, and the heavens and the earth beneath the silent night are darker than ever before. From time to time, the shadows of the trees shake and make a few strange noises, such as a shadow of a tooth dancing claw in the night.

Longtou Lake Village.

This is a basement, formerly supposed to be a grocery room with farm tools, with sporadic visibility of some farm tools.

But right now, the bloody smell, it's all over this tiny basement.

There are several bodies of residual blood running across the ground.

On a temporary rudimentary operating table, a man with a long shadow pulled out by an incandescent lamp over his head is busy in front of the rudimentary operating table.

Only on the rudimentary operating table, there was a mutilated corpse, hands, feet and head separated, but under the slim fingers of the person on the operating table, the mind was gradually re-stitched into a complete corpse.

“Awakener...”

“What a perfect material...”

“Today is the last day, after today...” Speaking of which, the man's hand stitched slightly and his head deflected slightly.

With his eyes, he only saw a piece of fruit on a simple operating table.

This fruit is very evil.

The appearance of the fruit, like human figure, full limbs, complete five officials... but the most evil thing is that the five officers have several twisted faces together, anger, pain, hatred... all with negative emotions like evil.