Here Lies The Wicked

“Ghosts! ”

A scream broke out of White Tower Park and the old baton ran out of the public toilet.

The old god stick ran onto the road and found out that Fang had appeared here sometime. He was standing at the door of the secondary food processing plant next to the park, facing the factory area.

“Little brother, help! There's a ghost in the public toilet over there! Still a snooping pervert! ”

When the old god came to see the heavenly soldiers, he hurried to Fang Zheng's side for help.

Fang Zheng looked at the old god stick without words: "Aren't you always bragging about grabbing a job with a country monk or a country goddess? The old god stick, you are too much of a coward. ”

The old god stick was so excited that the spit star flew across: "You can try it. When you go to the bathroom, you look down at a pale, white, ghost face looking up at you. ”

“Old Dao is innocent all my life, little brother. You have to compensate Old Dao for my moral losses. ”

The more the old baton said, the more sad it was, the more it punched her in the chest.

Square: “…”

“It's not like I'm spying on you. If you want to pay for your moral loss, you go to that voyeuristic demon. ”

The old god stick looked painful: “Let's not talk about the Peeping Maniac. I was just shaking my hand and left my only phone in the public toilet. That's the old way I spent 200 bucks on a double card double phone, worth 200 bucks. Why don't you accompany me back to get it? ”

Fang Zheng: “Throw your phone there first, nobody will pick it up in the middle of the night. Did you notice that something is wrong with this secondary food processing plant? ”

Speaking of which, the frontal color is stiff.

“Little brother, did you hear those suspicious people's anklets? ”

Next, the old god stick immediately said what he had heard earlier, as well as the speculation of two voices.

And the sound source is coming from which building specifically.

When he finished, the old god stick seemed to think of something. He looked at Fang Zheng with doubts: “Little brother, didn't you wait for me at the entrance to the industrial park, how did you find me here? ”

Fang pointed to the night color above his finger: “It's not because you've been too long, I haven't seen you come back, so I came to find you. ”

“After all, in the unlikely event of an accident, my boss will have to support his staff for the rest of his life. ”

After listening to the old god stick, his face moved. Just as he was about to say some emotional words, Fang had ignored the old god stick and continued to look at the by-processing factory in front of him: “Let's go in and solve the situation in here before we solve your ghost. ”

In fact, the real idea of Fang Zheng is that your side is just a vegan colored ghost. There may be more than one ghost in this factory.

Both interests take their toll.

To avoid disturbing the ghosts in the factory ahead of time, you can only surrender to your horny ghost and continue to smoke in the public toilet for a while.

“Little brother, you are a man of great significance.” The old god stick suddenly spoke seriously and seriously.

“You must be trying to save the workers inside, right? It's okay. I'm still aware of that. I made a big mistake at the expense of my little one... Little brother, I don't know if I can reimburse the department for a new phone after my domestic used phone was short-circuited by blisters? ”

If there is no second sentence...

……

It's midnight.

Workers in the factory have long rested, quietly.

Fang Zheng and the old god stick went directly over the wall, except that when they went over the wall into the factory, many people's anklet sounds heard before disappeared.

Listening carefully for twenty seconds, the voice did disappear.

It was a moment of hesitation before the two entered the building that made a strange noise.

This is an accommodation building with no iron doors on the ground floor and a long dark staircase facing it. When footsteps are heard, the acoustic lights turn on automatically.

However, the power of the acoustic light is small and can only be barely illuminated.

The two men had easy access to the accommodation building and had not been spotted by others, as if they were sleeping very heavily and could not be disturbed by the outside world. At one point, apart from the slight footsteps in the stairwell, there was only one voice talking to the old god stick: "Old god stick, you hear a lot of people's foot chain sounds, can you hear it coming from what floor? ”

The old god stick said in retrospect: "Looks like it came from the second floor? No. Looks like it's coming from the third floor? ”

“Think about it, it's like it's coming from the ground floor again...”

Fangzheng: “Let's assume a possibility, maybe these anklet sounds are circulating from the ground floor to the third floor? ”

If you think about it, it's a possibility. What's the plan?

“We can't get in the staff dormitory, just check every hallway and staircase first and then we'll see if we can find anything. ”

“By the way, what did the ghost you just met look like?” One thing is being asked.

The old divine stick carefully recalled the man's face between the next two strands: “His face was pale and he painted a thick, dark demon with a bright blush, like a paper-tied man. ”

After hearing the description of the old god stick, Fang shuddered.

Then the eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

He suddenly had a bad feeling that Ko Sook's painting didn't show up. Did he come directly to the land of the connectors and gravediggers?

Otherwise, it would not have been such a coincidence that a paper-taking person would have appeared nearby.

Has he been exposed since the beginning?

But in contrast to this, there is one thing that needs to be resolved first: "Old Goddess, have you noticed that we walked three minutes on the ground floor stairs, and we haven't even reached the second floor? ”

Rumor has it, the old god stick frightened the old face with a shiver of relaxed flesh and hurried to take a look around.

“Is this a ghost blindfold? ”

Fang glanced slightly and looked at the stairs with some glare and said: “It seems that not only did we encounter ghost blindfolding, but the whole building was blindfolded by ghosts. That's why we can only hear strange noises outside, and when we get close to this building, we don't hear anything. ”

“Look, I broke the ghost wall here first. ”

The voice fell, Fang had unwrapped the guitar backpack he had been carrying on his back, and suddenly, the knife box appeared, the evil sweeping red light on the Zhu Sha ink line was grand.

Boom!

The knife box is heavily stamped, and the knife box is in contact with the ground, and a red ray of lava cracks tears the earth apart, rapidly spreading out in all directions.

“Break it! ”

Boom!

The air shook violently, and a hot air wave shook away, pure yang evil energy on the vermilion ink line.

For a moment, the surrounding environment was broken like a mirror... click, click, crack, and finally burst into scattered particles, before finally revealing the original appearance of the accommodation building.

Old colours, peeled paint, a bucket of mechanical oil in the air… and Square and the Old Goddess have been wandering on the first step of the ground floor.

And that's when the... the... the...

A lot of people's anklet sounds are coming up again, right on the third floor!

Fang directly rush to the third floor!

How dare the old god stick stay alone, hurrying to catch up and shouting: “Little brother, wait for me..."