Here Lies The Wicked

It was almost midnight when the water tanker Getta arrived at the entrance to the White Tower Industrial Park in the north of the city.

I don't know if Fang is early, Ko Sook has not arrived yet.

“Little brother, who are we waiting for? Do you have any other assistants? ”

Speaking of assistants, the old god stick immediately looked around and looked vigilant, as if he was deeply afraid that someone would come to split his share of the dividend.

At this time, there are only two old clerics and two righteous men left.

The two female passengers on their way out of the car long ago.

Fang naturally understood what the old priest was thinking, and didn't explain too much carefully. He just nodded with ambiguity. He feared that mentioning Gao Shu painting would scare the old god stick to death.

After all, the old cleric left a huge psychological shadow after discussing Gao Shu painting flat chest.

“By the way, Old Goddess, did you run into a man who was bitten by a centipede when you were driving an online bus today, and then you showed him a little confusion and asked him to find a chicken?” While waiting for others, Fang is asking the old god stick a question that he held in his stomach all the way.

Until now, he still had some unacceptable spicy eyes of the old Taoist driving.

“Hey, buddy, how'd you know about this?” The old god club first stunned with surprise.

And he said, "Isn't that a man in his thirties, a man with small eyes? ”

“Forget about it, Old Dao I was waiting for a taxi passenger at the intersection, suddenly a man came, probably looking through the old dao of the robe I have a different temperament, ask old Dao how to handle I was bitten by centipede, the clinic injection was not good. ”

“As soon as I looked at the fresh wound he had just been bitten, I knew immediately that it had just been bitten today. Where did the drug effect work so quickly? This man lacked not medicine, but fear of death, and what was missing was medicine to cure heart disease. So Lao Dao told him he needed to find Centipede's natural enemies. Lao Dao, I happen to have the ancestral snake gallbladder to decontaminate heat, the bag will swell today, tomorrow is fine. But Old Dao, I just spoke of natural enemies, before I had time to sell Ancestral Snake Gallbladder, the man had gone away. ”

“Little brother, have you met him? ”

At the end of the day, the old priest was confused and looked in the right direction.

“That simple?” Fang didn't react at the moment.

“Otherwise? What's he looking for, buddy? What do you mean, chicken?” The old priest is curious to ask.

Fang is vaguely resigning from the old god stick.

The next time, left and right, is the absence of Koshuk painting.

“Little brother, I go to the toilet first, this man is easy to get cold as he gets old, a little night breeze can't help shaking, easy to urinate.” The old priest suddenly struck a cold tremor.

At the same time, the Dual Card Dual Standby Domestic Machine of the Old Divine Stick sends out a female voice: “Welcome to navigation, start navigating for you, get ready to go...”

Fang glanced at him and said, "Old Goddess stick, you go to the toilet, you go to the toilet. Why open a navigation? ”

The Old Goddess Stick had some dirty squeezing of eyebrows and said, “Old Dao, this is a public toilet near the navigation, it works everywhere. ”

Square: “…”

……

White Tower Park.

It is not common in itself to be able to separate plots of land and build a park in an industrial park. This is a small park built in the White Tower Industrial Park, which houses a renovated historic building called the White Tower.

The old god stick followed the navigation to White Tower Park.

Ding, ding...

Dang...

Suddenly, strange noises broke through the dark night and rang on the empty industrial park roads without people.

Like the sound of metal rubbing the floor.

The old god stick was somewhat confused. He thought the sound was coming from the white tower park next to him, but when he listened carefully, he found that the sound was not coming from the white tower park, but from a side food processing plant adjacent to the white tower park.

The old baton didn't think it was the factory that was working late at night. Soon after, the old priest noticed something was wrong, and the metal rubbing on the ground sounded very regular, as if... there were a lot of people rubbing their anklets on the ground.

Anyway, on the way to White Tower Park, the old god stick took a little curiosity and approached the by-food processing plant.

When he approached him, he realized that the security room at the secondary food processing plant was lit and the door was open, except for the security guard, who was supposed to be on night duty.

Dang... Dang...

As we approached the factory door, the metal friction sounds became more obvious, and the old god stick has confirmed that the Eighty-Nine is the sound of the anklet rubbing on the ground.

And it's not that simple for two or three people.

At this time, the old god stick who came to urinate, feeling that his bladder was swollen, decided to go to the toilet first to solve it.

“Near your destination, this navigation is over and we look forward to your next use. ”

The old god stick held his urine and rushed into the public toilet in the park. I don't know if it was the park at night. The light bulb in the public toilet had been broken for a long time and nobody came to repair it. The paint was dark.

Good thing there's a flashlight on the phone.

The old god stick turned on the flashlight and went to the toilet. As a result, the sound of the anklet rubbing the floor became clearer this time.

The old god stick was clearly heard this time. The sound came from a sub-food processing plant next door, closest to a building on this side of the park.

Ding... Ding...

Dang...

Closer this time, the old cleric also heard more clearly, the sound he had heard before, not just the sound of the anklet rubbing the ground, but also the mixing of other noises... as if there were any other hard objects chipping?

Because the sound was sandwiched in the sound of the anklet, he was temporarily mistaken for thinking it was all the sound of the anklet.

And just as the old god stick raised his ear, listened carefully, and distinguished the sounds, all of a sudden, boom!

In the darkness, the innermost compartment in the corner of the public toilet suddenly sounds the door closed by force.

Originally listening to the noisy old god stick outside, his hands were shaken by this sudden sound in the dark, and his phone almost fell into the pit.

“Who! Is there a second person here? ”

The old Goddess club shouted boldly and hurried to light it up with a flashlight on his cell phone. The white prickly light lit up a tragic white wall, where no one was.

Ooh!

At this point, a wildcat burst into a furry yell at an old god stick and jumped on the vent above the wall, turning his eyes and disappearing.

“Turns out it was just a wildcat, a false alarm.” The back of the old god stick shocked some cold sweat and turned his eyes back. Just as he was about to bow his head, he saw a pale and pale man with a strange thick blush on his face. He didn't know when, he lay in a pit under his feet and looked straight at him from the bottom up.

“Holy shit! ”

The old god stick shook his hand. This time, the phone finally didn't survive. The phone slipped from his hand into the pit, instantly dropped the battery case apart, and the toilet fell into the dark.