Here Lies The Wicked

Square eyebrows.

“Oh, yeah, I almost forgot...”

Is this some kind of deliberate rush to show off to him?

It's like a rich second-generation friend suddenly looking for you, saying that he drives Porsche every day, lives in a sea view room, young and doesn't have to struggle to be at the top of his life, in order to experience poverty, he intends to come to your house for a few days, you must be in the mood for MMP!

I'm poor. I've got you!

That's how you feel at the moment.

He suddenly felt that selling a bottle of Cold Tea for $6 a bottle was too much of a conscience. After all, he was not a man who could earn money by ignoring his conscience.

“What's that look like?” Ko Sook suddenly discovered that the party was looking at his own eyes, a little different.

Has a bit of… a very aggressive and dangerous atmosphere.

Thoroughness, Ko Sook painting closes his eyes.

As a result, after waiting a long time, Gao Sook did not wait for the next rough action, so he opened his eyes and saw Fang sitting at the opposite end of the boss's seat, looking at her with depression.

“What are you doing, talking and suddenly closing your eyes, as if going to the prison, what am I going to do with you?” Fang Zheng's face was depressed, and some of the monks couldn't touch his head at the moment.

However, Fang did not intend to go into the end of this branch for the time being. He was surprised that Ko Sook painted a word mentioned earlier.

The castle?

The one we inherited from this town?

So he looked at him and asked, “What do you mean by inheritance of the city? ”

I don't know, Ko Sook first asked: “In your constant impression, do you think that the so-called family like me painted the Ko family is because of money? Or is it the power? ”

“A high school student, don't always talk to an old-fashioned adult, it's called a secondary illness, speak directly.” Fang was absolutely welcome and waved his hand.

Gao Shu painting did not anger: “Speaking of city halls, you should not be unfamiliar, land temples, city halls, in folk mythology story, is the official position in the shadows in the sun. According to the functions, the city is now the county mayor, the mayor, the land temple is the village mayor, all for the earthly shadow to keep the order of the people, to prevent the dead spirit from evil. ”

Rumor has it that Fang's mind is moving.

But he saw Gao Shu painting mentioned the mythical city and the land master, but only did he mention the mountain temple, which was equally famous in folk, and his subconscious curiosity asked the exit: “What about the mountain temple? ”

Because he remembered the century-old ghost he had met in the village of Gujing, because a hundred years earlier, the ancients feuded superstition, sacrificed children as sacrifices to the mountain gods, prayed that the wind and rain were smooth, and this was the tragedy behind it.

“This is another mythical system, not to mention it for now.” Gao Shu painted a shallow talk, but did not go into depth.

Gao Shu painting continues to explain the city's heritage.

The city is equivalent to the position of county mayor and mayor. It is in charge of the soul order of an entire county or city to prevent evil from becoming evil.

However, the city is not a permanent position, and, like the Yangma government, there are rotations, dismissals, performance appraisals, and when incompetent people come down to replace more capable people.

In mythology, the position of the city is sealed by the book of the shadows and by the gods of the heavens.

The Heavenly Son can seal the divine and can fire naturally.

Against the backdrop of 5,000 years of glorious history and successive dynasties, the new cities and towns of these various regions are increasingly involved, and then the forces of their respective families are formed, in the hope that one day they will continue to return to the city.

So in fact, the city is a group of practitioners picked out of the sun.

Put it in the ancient title, it's a strange thing that can call for rain.

Psychic resuscitation did not occur only in modern times, it had already existed in ancient times, but every time it was incomplete, it continued intermittently to this day.

For example, the Gao family of painters had ancestors. Before the ancient times, it was a city, but he was later dismissed, for reasons not specified in Gao Shu's painting.

But Fang has made up his own mind for that old drama.

Since the dismissal of Gao's ancestors, the Painted Gao family has been trying to recreate the glory of their ancestors. However, with the reform and opening up, the country has been completely cut off from the old, broken feudal superstition, defeated the Divine Wool, and destroyed all the cow and ghost snake gods, and recreated the glory of their ancestors.

After listening, the eyes were obvious. Isn't that Zhang's pussy and night trip?

Only one is ancient.

One is modern.

And it also responds to that saying that if there is a god, it is actually advanced to a higher level of life.

……

“Shall I continue to call you the Painted Gao Family, or shall I change your name to the Takao Family? How do you want me to help you?” Just asking.

Gao Shu painted not at all like a high school student, with excessive calm on her body that her peers did not have, she did not get too involved with the subject, but said calmly: "I have found a hiding place for connectors and their fellow grave keepers. ”

“For the sake of safety, I want you to drag the Gravekeeper and let me grab the connector with all my heart. ”

Fang did not refuse or agree: “What good is that to me? ”

“Don't talk to me about being an operator and taking revenge on me. ”

“Since it is you who come to me for help, as a seeker of help, there is naturally enough interest to impress me. After all, why would I risk my life for no reason, to kill for you, just because your flirty connector took revenge on me? ”

“None of us are three-year-olds, come out with a little mature wrist… OK, you're still a junior high school student, when I haven't said a word in the second half. ”

Fang Zheng was not stupid enough to ask why Gao Shu Painting did not move soldiers directly from the family.

You don't have to ask, but you can guess, no one wants to earn their hard work, and look at the last moment of harvest and be split in half for nothing.

“If you can stall the tomb keeper, I'll pay you 200,000. ”

“If you can capture the tomb keeper alive, I'll pay you a million and a half. ”

“If you kill the tomb keeper, you'll only get half a million dollars. ”

Gao Shu painted understated, but Fang Zheng couldn't calm down. A high school student, keeping his mouth shut with him is a million yuan, thinking that his monthly living expenses in high school were 200 yuan.

10,000 per capita income… Fang is finally deeply aware of the truth of this statement. If Koshuk paints alone, he can share 10,000 per capita income equally.

No, my heart is trembling and I can't think about it anymore.

“What's the use of capturing the tomb keeper alive?” He asked with some interest.

“I've always wanted to capture a tomb keeper alive, and the anatomical research paper guy and my Gao family painted the skin. Which one is smarter, and finally can it merge? ”

“After all, fish skins are expensive and expensive. ”

Ko Sook looked directly across the street.

Square: “…”

What do you mean by that look?

Is that my fault?