Here Lies The Wicked

Knock.

A crisp noise sounded from above the stone mask.

The mask was struck with a knife, and it cracked open like a web crack.

And as the mask was struck, it became clear that, under the blur of the night, a man wore the mask and was struck out with a knife.

This is a man dressed like a little European gentleman who can't see his face, but the fake foreigner who dug up what was buried in the well!

Even decades later, the bodies of fake foreigners were still intact, and the vagina kept them because of the stone mask they had been wearing.

But there is one more thing that needs to be taken care of.

“I've been thinking about one thing, is the person I'm tracking, a person, or an organization with associates? ”

“For example, in front of the gate village, the man who did the trick on the two Li Laoshen and his wife is the same person I'm tracking, right? ”

“Obviously, now that I've been verified, it's not the same person. ”

“I'm just curious, how did you get out of the grieving memories of the mask faster than I did? What do you know about this mask? ”

“Why don't you tell me the answer? ”

Fang turned around, his face seemed to have a harmless smile of humans and animals, but his smiling eyes were bright and cold.

He looked at the old monk behind him sometime silently.

The old monk is stiff at this time, and still maintains the action of approaching the front of the hand and foot. It is unexpected that Fang Zheng was not killed by the Grievance Spirit. Even more unexpected that the Grievance Spirit sealed in the stone mask is breaking Fang out so quickly! All of this went beyond the plan. The old monk was frightened when he was splitting a knife into a fake foreigner.

Not only did Fang not get dragged by the grievance spirit, but he also completed the great counterkill. The old monk was stiff in place at this moment, and neither moved forward nor backward.

He felt a strong threat at a moment when even the grieving spirit in the mask could be killed back in such a short period of time.

He can't even fight the Grievance Spirit.

But they didn't just do it!

Still in such a short time!

It means he has more power than anyone else!

“Not talking? ”

“Why don't we change the subject and tell me who your other associates are and if they're at the Tsim Mountain Quarry? ”

The smile on the square face gradually converged.

He has begun to lose patience.

Exactly because of the guys who were doing things everywhere, he was cursed, and now he's lying on his back with a ghost, a ghost bride, who knows when the ghost bride will make a moth.

At this time, the old priest erased the corner of his eyes. The corner of the robe seemed to take away a crystal. As the grievance spirit was killed by Fang Zheng and backwards, the memory created by the grievance spirit disappeared. The old priest saw the day again.

At this time, the old god club just saw Fang squarely holding a cold knife in his hand, and the tension with the old monk.

The old god stick is a little confused and doesn't know what's going on.

Fang glanced at the action of the old god stick to sneak out the corner of his eyes. The old god stick, did he just cry in the memory of the grieving girl?

I didn't know the old god stick was sentimental.

The old god stick can still wipe tears at this moment. It seems that he has not yet seen the little girl finally become a Grieving Spirit. Should it be a relationship that enters the Grieving Spirit memory later than he?

Yet at this moment, the mutation burst!

If the stone mask worn by foreigners on their faces disappeared in a flash, the square corner of their eyes could only be seen in a hurry. It seems that as soon as a yellow light group appeared, they entered the ground and could actually travel underground.

The mask that had been worn on his face had been removed, and he had lost his temper, and the bodies of the fake foreigners who had died for decades, like puppets, had been controlled for decades by the grieving spirits in the mask, bang, and instantly exploded into flying ash.

Grey smoke extinguished.

It all happened so suddenly, but the reaction was quick, almost immediately two steps out of the way and a knife was suddenly cut, and the result was still an empty space.

“The legendary Turkish grandson?!” The old god stick stared.

And the question is, can you come down and go freely, is it an alien who has awakened the capabilities of earthly elements?

Just as Fang was about to chase him, the old monk, who had not moved, suddenly revealed a strange smile, bang!

The old monk's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon, and the instant it sprayed a lot of maggot-like insects out of his head, dense numbness, looking at human scalp numbness.

The old monk... should be said to be a fake monk, knowing that he could not escape, actually killed himself in person. Hard hearts and spices, which explains the rigour behind this organization.

Ouch!

When you see the brains of a place and insects full of brains, the old god stick squatted aside and vomited, almost spitting out the bitter bile.

Forget about the head explosion. There's a bug bursting out of my head. It's anti-human!

So, he still didn't figure out why the old monk suddenly burst his head for no reason...

Lie down!

Fang was in a depressed mood and could not help but burst out a crude sentence. The death of a fake monk amounted to the breaking of all leads. At the last minute, fake monks were so hard on themselves.

But the next second, Zhang Jiu disappeared when he quickly arrived at the quarry security room.

There is no one in the security room.

This Zhang Jiu is a fake! He just couldn't figure out what happened to Zhang Jiu's head.

Fang Zheng was immortal. He began to put his palms on the ground. Jiuyang Qi in his body was under his control and spread quickly underground.

If it is truly an earthly capability, in such a short period of time, it will definitely leave traces of the use of spiritual power that will allow him to find traces.

Jiuyang Zhenqi was already pounding inside, and the fang was pouring wildly underneath the ground, like a large net gradually unfolding.

However, the greater the underground resistance, the greater the resistance encountered deep into the true gas, the less conductive it is as good as air. Even five meters before he arrived, the resistance had made him feel like a mudstone bull.

The square has to be replaced with a tile spread.

“Hmm?”

“Found it! ”

Kung Fu did not carry the heart, he did catch a breath of energy residue under the ground.

Fang was just about to go after him. At this time, the old god stick with weak legs had also chased him to the security room with an ugly face.

When I saw the old god stick come, my eyes lit up.

“Old Goddess, let me borrow this robe from you for one night.” In anticipation of the anomaly previously seen in the cave, he borrowed a robe from an old god stick and planned to have multiple insurance.

“Cars and robes, never borrowed.” The Old Goddess refused.

“The heirloom treasure of the ancestors, how can you borrow it? ”

“Two hundred and fifty a night.” Fang was anxious to trace the person, took the gold and shouted in his hand.

“Deal.” The old Goddess club saw the money open, and as soon as the eyebrows smiled and grabbed the money, he immediately began to disengage from the robe.

Square: “…”

After ordering the old god stick, he immediately chased out the quarry.