Here Lies The Wicked

“There's no king here, and I'll hammer you to death. ”

The thoroughbred fish plan was sabotaged. At this point, the direction from the ground floor was not in a good mood to go directly out the door.

There was really no sound outside the door.

At this time, he held Huth in his arms and held his little hand in his clothes, feeling like a full-time grandfather and super soldier king of beautiful school flowers...

Downstairs, the first thing you smell is the stench of a dead body.

Three o'clock Mars is slowly burning behind the door, and it turns out the king has the material to light the scent and insert it into the house.

Click, the damping sound of the plastic switch, directly after turning on the light, the meteor walks toward the ice coffin in the center of the living room.

He wants to ride without the head teacher, Huth is unconscious, the Special Operations Department is not in the void, intends to solve the trouble here by direct force as soon as possible, then continue to focus on his scrupulous saltfish, at the same time he wants to see what the king has been up to?

What exactly did they find in the ice coffin?

Fang came to the ice coffin, and at first glance saw two eyes of green and ghostly Wang material, as well as Wang material held in his hand… one was bitten off his throat, the already broken blood drained the goose, the blood dipped in a large piece of clothing in front of his chest.

At this time, the king was like a beast, hiding in an ice coffin eating the half of the goose alive, completely ignoring the feathers on the goose, eating the blood of his mouth, his eyes green, living like a weasel.

Square eyebrows wrinkled.

How can this Wang material become like this today, live off like a rat wolf eating livestock in the middle of the night, but it is also obvious that he is a big living person, this kind of like what the rural elders often call the middle evil, obsessed by Huang Daxian.

Wang Yucai seemed to have found nothing but blood in his eyes.

Fang ignored that the ice coffin eaten like the king of mouse wolves had ingredients. Instead, he looked at the ice coffin in front of him with a glance, and then reached out to touch it. He intends to explore it with a genuine spirit this time. He carefully understands what the difference is in this ice coffin, and the head teaches what clues he has found in this ice coffin.

But not this time.

Sincerely.

Fang Zheng first moved to a table, put Huth in his arms all the time, lay flat on the table, then...

He turned to the ice coffin without hesitation for a second and lifted the clear crystal cover.

Ho!

Wang Yucai was like crazy, flying towards the right side, his mouth sounded like a hungry beast dangerously low roar, as a result, the roar in his throat just halted, Wang Yucai's neck was clamped tightly by one hand.

Fang Zheng's palms are like tiger clamps. He can't break free from Wang's talented struggle.

Fang is looking at Wang Yuan, who has been struggling with his hands. The action is huge. Like a wild dog being lifted around his neck, he twisted his body and hands and feet. He worried that Wang Yuan's neck would break. Pfft!

He gave Wang a slap.

Pfft, a few bloodstained teeth were fanned out,

Wang Yucai's direct concussion was photographed and fainted.

“Squirrel, you've done so much with ghosts that you forget that you're just an evil person, essentially an ordinary person.” Fang apologized, clamping Wang's palm with his neck loose.

Bang, Wang has fallen to the ground.

Without Wang's material this obstacle, Fang was throwing away the body of the big goose that had been eaten by only half of his body. This time, he was experiencing the difference in the ice coffin with genuine qi.

Mm-hmm.

After a few seconds, the square-eye flashed.

This obscure and familiar shady smell...

It's from a hundred-year-old ghost!

There was a hundred-year-old body lying in this ice coffin!

Fang Zhengma immediately remembered the century-old female corpse in the Huang Da Immortal Stone mask, mentioned by the head teacher, as the so-called connector.

Even without a head, that's a hundred-year-old female corpse, right?

Is that the clue you found in the ice coffin from the beginning?

Wang Lao Liu's body is a centenary female corpse!!

Only Fang Zheng has a profound sense of the horror of century-old ghosts. It is precisely because he has killed century-old ghosts several times before and after, that he can more experience the horror of century-old ghosts. Without a night trip to make that level, many people only serve as cannon ash.

He naturally didn't believe that Grandpa Wang had gone on a night trip to make the level,

Nowadays, hundred-year-old ghosts are rare, and it is conceivable that night trips make the number of such masters equally rare.

If Wang Lao Liu is the night traveler, he is not in the corner.

With this in mind, Fang is somewhat curious, what exactly is it that can make Wang Lao Liu not even fear death, but also carry this one hundred-year-old body that is clearly known to be alive and dead unknown.

And the clue is clear.

Wang Yucai now looks like this, which should have something to do with the face of the Wong Da Immortal Stone on the face of the century-old woman who had been lying in the ice coffin.

How dare you imagine a woman wearing a mask, a man wondering what a woman looks like under a mask? Or is it ugly?

This king should have been curious to lift the Huang Daxian mask.

And then he was obsessed.

Or the second possibility, Wang Yucai is not only lying in this ice coffin today, he has been lying in it before, and as a result, he was eroded by the residual gas of the century-old female corpse left in the ice coffin, and became a bloodthirsty monster.

Think of it, take out your mobile smartphone and look for friends [gaozhongli216].

- Yes?

The main body of the operator is male or female?

Online operators can not only connect live bodies, but also dead bodies?

After sending the message, Jing waited for half a minute and Ko Sook Painting never replied. He put away his phone because at this time, there was another movement coming from outside the door.

But this time, instead of calling the door open, there was a noise coming out of the door, clicking, clicking… like a twisted body sound, and then you see a man's foot, slowly reaching in through the back of the door seam, and indeed a man's foot came in through the closed door seam.

Seeing this bizarre scene, his eyes were frozen.

Click... click... click...

The constant twisting of the body continues to be heard outside the door, the calves, thighs… more and more body parts are squeezed in through the closed door seam, more and more body parts are stepped into the house, the flesh and blood of the body is squeezed into thin pieces of paper, forced through the door seam.

This hasn't stopped.

Weird body outside the door, still squeezing into the door seam.

At the same time, the old man's voice came from behind the door: “There is material... there is material... I am Grandpa... why don't you ignore Grandpa, Grandpa just wants you to open the door...”

Then one finger squeezed into the door... two... three... then half palm... half arm...

The next thing you know, you're going to have to squeeze your upper body into the door seam, but at this point, a cat's shadow suddenly expands rapidly on the walls of the house, quickly covering the entire living room.

Ow!

A cat screamed dangerously, then saw the strange body in the door seam and vanished in a flash, as if it had been taken away by something behind the door, the cat screamed sharply behind the door, and the sound of a tear.