Here Lies The Wicked

Wang!

A bad dog puts food out.

The little skull was scared to fall, and he was dying to protect his bones before he died.

That's... kind of funny about food protection.

The little skeleton struggled painfully on the ground, and was bitten by a wild dog. The light in his orbit was getting weaker and weaker, and even a wild dog couldn't hit him...

Hey!

Those who have been hiding in the dark can no longer see it. If you are a little combative, you can also contribute to my human skin scripture.

But it's a fighting-stricken baby.

Can't even beat a wild dog... it's the weakest ghost he's ever seen.

Absolutely no desire to chop ghosts.

Whoops!

A stone kicked out, hit the dog on the head of the wild dog, the cloudy night paused and made an awesome oak. After walking out of the wild dog, some laughed and watched the dying little skeleton on the ground.

The little skeleton lay dying on the ground and heard footsteps approaching. When he saw the right side standing in front of him, the little skeleton was frightened to climb up, panicked and had to escape. This time, he didn't even want the bones on the ground. As a result, he panicked and slammed his head against the bucket next to the well water, and suddenly his body rolled out like a gourd.

The little skull climbed back up, and then lifted the claw, and Cesar shivered into the grass, trying to cover his entire body with a claw.

But it's all futile, with most of my body exposed.

The little skull didn't know, thought he was well disguised, holding Cesar trembling and covering himself.

Looking at the funny little skeleton, the square corner of his mouth lifted and raised the curve.

If it weren't for that white bone from Whitesen, it would be really confusing and cute...

I have a headache at this time. What should I do with this... ghost?

Kill it.

Ming Ming livestock is harmless, the fighting power is five scum, not even a wild dog can fight. And there's a little money slave, he'd rather stand dead than let go of his hand bones, there's a little confusion, he really can't do anything.

You're not gonna kill me?

But it's not a big deal to leave it there. Sooner or later, someone's going to die of fright and wild dog bites.

As early as the first time I saw this little skeleton in front of me, the right eye would have turned towards Lake Dragonhead.

If you want to talk about the most white bones in the area these days... it's definitely over Lake Dragon Head.

Maybe this little guy right in front of you, that's where it came from.

It was difficult to decide at the moment, and the party was only going to take it back first. Nor did the little skull struggle hard and resist. He lifted the back neck of the little skull and immediately left the place.

Next, you are returning directly to your place of residence.

He didn't go to Dragon Lake tonight, now that Special Operations has intervened, I'm afraid it won't stop there for a short time.

Still don't spread extranodal branches on this rib eye.

Upon returning to the room, Fang immediately dropped the little skeleton in his hand, and the little skeleton was playing with Fang again.

Straight forward fake death.

No matter how he stabs me with his finger, I will fake death, or wake up and be angry with you.

So angry, Fang is being amused.

Think about it, he found a clean bone, and he didn't bring back the bones that the little skull found out of the garbage bag, and he was still a little bit clean.

Then he was deliberately seducing the bone in front of the little skull's eyes, and the little skull was still lying upright.

However, when the square was swinging to the left, although the body did not move, the head had honestly sold its soul, clicked, and the subconscious of the little skull swayed with the bone.

Bones to the right and brains to the right; bones to the left and brains to the left.

The orbit stares straight at the bone.

“Little fan.” The corner of the square mouth curled, no longer teasing the little skull, and threw it over the bone.

Grumpy, the little skull butt climbed upside down, hurried to catch the bone, and then began to bite like a little money fan, clicking, clicking crisply.

In the meantime, the squares are beginning to gauge the little skeleton in front of them.

Generally, male bones are bigger, bolder, and heavier than female bones. The little skull in front of you, it's kind of slim and eye-catching.

The bones are also delicate.

It's just that the colour is a little yellow, and there's a sense of years of ruin, and it seems to have been around for a long time. Recharge calcium due to lack of calcium? Bone-eating?

It must be a female skeleton, right?

Around five or six years old.

Fang was constantly watching and clamoring, moving this from time to time, touching it, poking the body, but the little skull was focused on holding the bone in a clattering and gnawing, the light in the orbit flashed, seemed to be eating it too much.

“Can you speak? ”

“Can you understand me? ”

“Do you know Chinese characters? ”

“Are there any special skills besides food attributes? Like the Virgin, the Taoist, the Empress? ”

Only Fang was talking to himself the whole time, and he didn't seem to understand his words.

And after eating the bone stick, the little skull began to fall straight, and the lying corpse died, and some of them were rejoicing.

Fang ultimately intends to bring the little skeleton with him.

He felt that this little skull, which appeared in this rib eye, might not be simple, but actually had wisdom, and might know a lot about the past.

For example, the truth about this dramatic change...

Until then, cultivate well, at least understand Chinese, write 1,000 common Chinese characters... civilization is the cornerstone of communication.

Afterwards, Fang is starting an attempt to communicate with the Skeleton...

……

The nights in the mountains were terribly quiet, and the fog of the shadows of the shadows of the shadows of the shadows and the silence of the shadows of the shadows. Suddenly a little beast came out of the grass, a smoke slipped away, it was frightening, quiet night as if to hear some strange noises that were not heard during the day, only at night.

This is a bush, lush cliff.

A single call, a bunch of flashlights, flashing up and down in the dark woods, seemed like someone had lost their child.

The grown-ups shouted the names of the children and were searching the mountains for people.

Possos, shrubs shaking, beams of flashlight illuminating very far away, someone gradually approaching the side of the cliff, suddenly the shrub was ripped open and three adults walked out of the shrub.

At this point, the flashlight shone in the direction of the cliff, with a large stone Buddha backing against the cliff and a lush canopy completely covering the top of his head.

“Hey, when did you get an extra Big Stone Buddha? There was no Big Stone Buddha here before. ”

The three villagers were all stunned.

“Look at the empty space in front of Big Stone Buddha. There's a set of children's clothes there. Is that Peng's clothes? ”

“It looks exactly like Peng's dress in the picture. ”

Three villagers rushed to Big Stone Buddha.

It was only as the three men approached each other that it was discovered that this great stone Buddha was not a benevolent eye, but rather an evil Buddha with blue fangs, like the incarnation of the evil ghost of hell.

When the eyes and evil Buddha looked at each other, the back was cold, like something evil made the staring mind feel hairy, the three people were frightened and sweaty...