Here Lies The Wicked

Fang finally understood,

What the hell is going on with the paper boat lamp in this river?

The river is filled with white and white paper lanterns, ghostly and heavy,

There is a shadow of a black robe, sitting directly on the other side of the back, and the tray leg sits alone on a bloody coffin lid by the river, because it is on the right side of the back, so you can't see the face.

He was seen folding a paper boat river lamp in his hand, then bending over and slowly putting it into the river, drifting away from the water.

That shadow of rickets and slowness is no different than that of a white-haired man who gave black hair to a grieving late elderly man.

But weird is the next scene, the black robe shadow sitting on the cover of the blood coffin, there is no origami in the hand, those river lamps, they all pinch a shady soul, then fold out the river lamp in the hand, then bend over and put it in the river along the ladder.

On both sides of the river stands a gaze hollow, stagnant soul with no expression on his face, shady soul, let the shadow of the riverside black robe pinch, fold into a river lamp, willing to use his own shadow as fuel, transform into a river lamp burning candles.

Faced with the strange scene in front of him, he held the knife straight, his eyes squinted, and the cold light flashed in it.

And for the sound of the square,

And the shadow of the black robe, which was slippery and slow, was as if it had not been heard.

Continue to rub his back, like the most plain old country hunchback, repeating the origami movement in his hand over and over again... if he doesn't have a coffin under him...

The river lamp, it's left to the living to miss,

Sacrifice the bereaved loved ones with sorrow and remembrance.

It is a folk custom to honour the memory of the late loved ones, while at the same time it carries many taboos and mysteries in the folk.

If you see a river lamp, don't harvest it, it's like taking a ghost home.

But it's weird right now. It's a lot more than that.

There are more evil doors!!

There are more shadow spirits crawling under the river, some of them dressed in ancient clothes, some of them dressed decades ago, some of them urban men and women dressed in modern clothes.

At this moment, these ghosts seem to be manipulated. When they climb out of the bottom of the river, they stand silently by the river bank and then line up one by one to send them to the shadow of a black robe sitting on a bloody coffin...

Subsequently,

A river lamp was folded out by the shadow of a black robe on the coffin.

Two strange fingers were exposed under the black robe, the left hand was lean as the flesh of eagle claws, but the right hand was pale and pale and lacking muscle lines. A river lamp was folded into a river lamp through these two strange hands and gently placed in the water.

Ever since I saw the shadow of the black robe sitting alone on the bank of the river, I had been quietly following the little black on the square foot, suddenly my whole body muscles tightened and my hair exploded like a pointy needle, my cat's eyes did not blink to stare at the shadow of the black robe, my throat grunted dangerously before the cat attacked me.

Looking at Blackie's revenge appearance, Fang didn't have to guess and knew that the shadow of Blackie's robe in front of him was the last time he injured Blackie's king.

The sense of motion and smell must be naturally sensitive.

Blackie must have smelled familiar from the person in front of her.

“Be careful, because of the history of the ages, the active magnetic field of heaven and earth, combined with the pungent gas emitted by the Haunted Village Plutter and the special magnetic field of heaven and earth here, this has become a place of congestion, the longer the time, the more ghosts will gather.” Ko Sook reminds me of the correct sentence.

“And this ghost village plumber is weird, I'm afraid it's not as simple as it looks. ”

“If I catch King Lau later and make you an autopsy, what's the bid?” Fang was suddenly saying that this was to Ko Sook Painting.

Ko Sook took a look at Fangzheng and another look at Lao Wang. There were no emotional fluctuations in the voice line: “No. ”

Fang Zheng was stunned first.

Then he laughed, bang, big step meteor under his feet, like two barbaric elephant legs treading on the ground, the river tumbled violently, leaving a series of footprints under his feet, carrying a knife in the direction of King Lao.

The war just broke out.

There is not much dialogue and inner monologue, which is endless hatred and there is no room for spinning.

Ho!

Suddenly a huge gray ghost hand was shot under the river, and the square directly saw a red knife as thick as a waterfall, hot, hot Jiuyang god turned into a knife gas chopping out, bursting!

The giant ghost hand is split by a knife, such as an avalanche, half the palm of the hand is split, and turned into a large number of shadows, and these split shadows, as soon as they come into contact with the burning knife of the sun, they are instantly fluttered, fluttered, fluttered...

Normal soul Qi +1, +1, +1

Blast, blast!

These dark spirits are all too weak to resist in front of the current rectitude, even the energy spilled on his knife.

It's hard to imagine that this is just the result of just three months of practice.

He was three months ago.

Even the most ordinary ghost,

They're all too hard to kill.

And now he's not even afraid of a hundred-year-old ghost.

Killed so quickly today, he was laughing with pleasure.

At this moment, the side of the river is looking at the dense and numb gathering of the shadows, glancing at each other.

That's a string of $$$$...

“Lao Wang, is this your method? Come on, fuck me! ”

“Do you know how I fucked your two grandchildren? They died a terrible death. Before they died, they didn't have an entire body. One of them was cut off by my hand. One of them was cut off by me like a pig. Did you see this knife in my hand? It was cut off by the knife in my hand. ”

“Aren't you going to avenge your two grandchildren? Come on, I took the initiative today! ”

Fang is deliberately provoking Lao Wang.

Sure!

The river regrouped a giant ghost hand and patted it straight.

Boom!

Boom!

“Ha ha, kill fast! It hurts!”

Normal soul Qi +1, +1, +1...

+10…

“Yeah, yeah, don't stop, just like now, fuck me hard! ”

“Don't stop! ”

“It hurts! That hurts! ”

Fang suddenly fell in love with this place.

For others, this ghost village is filled with weirdness, especially the special effects of agglomerated land, which can be a major headache for others.

But for Fang Zheng, it is his experience of cutting off the golden treasure, and it is his gathering place.

As for King Lau, he's still playing deep and unpredictable.

Never once in person.

But soon, Ko Sook's picture got weird.

Little black-faced pussy face??

“King Lao, you are so strong. ”

“I can't, I can't even walk. ”

“Lao Wang, are you going to drag me to death with these shadow spirits, right? Lao Wang is truly worthy of being Lao Wang, insidious and despicable. ”

Fang Zheng was asthmatic as if the war situation was nervous, but Gao Shu painted and Xiao Kuo clearly looked at Fang standing still, his face relaxed and repeatedly chopped off the huge palm of the river.

Cut over as much as you can, you can't see any dangerous tension at all.