Here Lies The Wicked

“Have you ever set up a stall in the People's Hospital of Lao Shi and sold fake secrets? ”

Square eyes squinted.

“How do you know? ”

Face to face, Mr. Fortune opened his mouth, his face changed and he knew it was going to be bad.

Having just gained the power of two spirits, it was like eating an ice cream in the middle of the summer, feeling comfortable and cool. At this time, he was in a good mood. After hearing the words of the old god stick, his smile was even brighter.

“It turns out you're an old god stick. ”

“During the day, they set up stalls and sold fake secrets at the People's Hospital of the city, and came to the University City at night to set up stalls and get kidnapped. ”

Last time was in a hurry.

But the god stick industry, because of its peculiarities, is easier to identify among ordinary people.

Rumor has it, Mr. Fortune is unhappy at once: “Everyone eats for their own good, how can you call the pit to be abducted. ”

Everyone else named him, reported his boss, and the old god knows he can't hide it anymore.

Sex is no longer in disguise.

Fong Zhengle rejoiced when he heard the words of the old god.

Nor did he go on to unravel, but laughed: “Remember, a month ago in front of the People's Hospital of the city, you accidentally ran into a man for avoiding the city pipeline. ”

The old god's stick changed color.

Look vigilantly at Fang Zheng: “That man is you! ”

“Didn't I already compensate you for three secrets? Ten yuan for the price alone. I was thrown out of town that day. I didn't earn a penny a day and I lost 30 yuan in bad luck. What else do you want? ”

“Big deal, I don't want this $10 today either, I'm in bad luck. ”

The old god stick had an awkward look on his face.

Huh.

Purchase price? I think the retail price is pretty good.

Fang suddenly looked serious.

When the old god stick in front of him shivers, he fears the sudden silence of the air. Wouldn't he...

Fang is coming up with a hundred dollar note: “The last time I bought those three secrets, I didn't take advantage of you. ”

“You don't have to look for the rest of the pieces, can you wrap the bells here? I pack clocks till the end of the night market at 10 pm. ”

The colour of the Lao Goddess stick has changed dramatically.

Damn it, it's not even cheap, it's all packed.

Young people today have a very strong taste.

“Sorry, Old Dao, I don't sell myself, I make money from my skills.” The old god stick was full of integrity, and righteous words refused.

Fang immediately turned black: “Just chatting with me here. ”

“Well said, well said.” The old god stick immediately saw the money open and took over the hundred yuan old man's head in Fang's right hand. He was deeply afraid that Fang would regret it.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've seen such a large sum of money open. The old god stick spat on his finger, rubbing it on a hundred dollar note, discerning the authenticity, confirming it repeatedly.

It looks a little nauseous to me.

+1 Normal Soul Qi.

In the old Humanities Academy, another spiritual spirit flew out and was devoured by the accompanying human skin scriptures.

Originally frowned squarely, immediately frowned and smiled, feeling comfortable.

Surely it is a hydrocarbon field.

This output is wealth.

Far from being the owners of the People's Hospital and the Four Seasons Pharmacy Pharmacy, these two fields are comparable.

Often it takes a week or a half to hold your soul.

Too low capacity.

Like now, in a short period of time, three spirits have been accounted for.

Meanwhile, Fang was asking the old god stick a question: "By the way, old god stick, when you showed me your hand, how can you be sure that I'm single now? Do I really have the words" I'm single "written on my face? ”

The old god stick whispered: “The old Taoist surname is Chen, the young man's elderly love of childhood virtue, Ba Rong eight shame, one bite at a time an old god stick is a blasphemy to the old Taoist, please call me Master Chen or Chan Taoist. ”

Fang Zheng nodded: “Okay, Chen Shenshu. ”

“…” Old Goddess.

“As a social worker this late at night, I entered the university city alone, for only two purposes, one went out for a snack night or a single dog became lonely and wanted to soak up college student sister paper, I didn't even have to look at my hands, one guess. ”

Heartbroken.

As a single dog, I put the country behind me.

I didn't think the truth was that simple.

And as for that kind of commitment to being alone, Fang did not take it seriously. At first glance at this face, the old god stick of greed knows how unreliable it is.

……

10: 30 p.m.

The old god stick, which was supposed to be closed at 10: 00, had been grinding and pulled by Fang Zheng, and sat until 10: 30 to close the stall, but Fang Zheng had no new soul.

Seems to be active from the beginning.

Square is not frowned upon.

“Special Operations kills three ghosts a day?” Square doesn't feel right.

When he was in the Underworld Shop, he saw Captain Ferrari with a tired face more than once, as well as other members of the Special Operations Department with the same face tiredness, which shouldn't be the only way to earn some soul money.

“Is it overnight operations or patrols that only wounded or sick members or special causes return to the base? ”

“It is also the only way to explain the situation at hand. ”

Eyed the old priest to collect the back of the stall and sink for a moment before entering a barbecue stall beside him.

He pretended to be a diner who came out for supper.

However, after 11: 30, there was still no movement in the old Humanities College. The party was a little depressed, and the barbecue stall was about to close.

It was close to midnight every minute and the last 10 minutes, and the barbecue stall had another business, a college boy with glasses with a selfie pole.

Seems to be the anchor.

At this time of night, you haven't returned to school. At first glance, you're renting money for college students who live off campus.

“The boss comes for thirty strands of roasted lamb and packs it and takes it away.” A college boy with glasses said he was holding his phone and sending a WeChat voice.

The anchor never has more than one phone.

And the live broadcast hasn't started yet, so there's some private time left.

“Feng, where are you now? I'm already in college town here. ”

“You're not going to be a grandson with me on a live Blue Court hotel expedition tonight, are you? ”

“Come on, don't be silly, don't forget you promised me yesterday that you'd be with me on the air tonight. You've even received my pirate ship graphics card. ”

Equator's ears clearly heard the voice of the other person's reply: “What's the rush? When I finish this chicken, I'll be at the rendezvous point in about 10 minutes. ”

After another intermittent chat, shortly after, thirty strands of lamb skewers had been barbecued, the college boy with glasses left the barbecue stall with the skewers after WeChat paid the bill.

The Lanting Hotel Adventure?

If you think about it, pick up your phone and search for relevant information.

And he actually searched for some information.

The Lanting Hotel, formerly known as the Moonlight Hostel, had a secret room shredding 10 years ago, and although the killer was later arrested, the shredding was so tragic that it was later turned into a famous murder home.

Even if the hotel subsequently changed its name several times, it still seemed unable to change the fate of its decline. Today's poor business, coupled with its secluded location, has hidden signs of a desperate closure.