Here Lies The Wicked

Normal soul from villagers +1, +1, +1.

Harvest the ordinary soul qi of Leek No. 1 +1, +1.

This wave alone earned him six spirits.

Yang Zen-yi was still in shock and an incredible look. He didn't react. At this time, Zhang Ze came out. Yang Zen-yi saw Zhang Ze and rushed to ask what was going on?

Zhang Ze was just about to ask. He was stopped by the party. He was looking at Yang Cenyi: “Although you are Leek No. 1, for the sake of safe insurance, let's start with a code. ”

“You repeat the core values of socialism to prove that you, like us, are socialists. ”

WTF?!

Yang Zen stared at Zhang Ze. What's going on?

Zhang Ze gave a look that he could not help and ask for blessings. He is also a victim!

Yang Zenyi would like to thank the political class teacher for his tireless instruction, CCTV, and let him recite the core socialist values completely. Although the process is a little bumpy, it is good to carry them out completely.

“Socialists, indeed.” Fang Zheng smiled at Yang Cen and fell into the eyes of the outsiders. However, he opened the mouth of the blood basin. A fierce, dark monkey brother.

Yang Zen-yi freaked out.

Dark Monkey, you are already old enough to hate ghosts, scary enough. This smile is scarier than eating a shemale monster. Please don't smile.

Quiet is fine.

In that sentence, Yang Zen-yi was just thinking in his heart, he was really afraid that Monkey would kill him.

Later, Yang Tsenyi finally understood the approximate end of the matter. At the same time, he was also confused. Exactly how did Fang become the face of his eyes? However, he did not have time to ask, and did not know whether it was because of the relationship of Lady Zhang being shot to death by Fang Zheng's claws. The fog that had blocked the original view in front of him began to dissipate, and he regained a view of the surrounding house, as well as Zhao Yongda's house.

At the same time, you can also see the roof of the private house outside the fog, constantly looking into the fog to see the situation of Chen Dai, also the Leek No. 2.

“Great, everybody's fine! ”

Chen Hao jumped off the roof, but as he approached, his face stagnated.

“Monkey!! ”

“Hey, Leek Two, how come you're out of the fog alone? There's something wrong with you. Come on, let's get the code down. ”

Fang was grabbing Leek No. 2 to the cipher. The Leek Ear was completely disgraceful. He began to be happy with his blackboard newspaper from school. Although he had graduated for several years, he was responsible for the blackboard newspaper in the class every year as the teacher's representative of the excellent class.

Thanks to Blackboard for letting me carry the 24-word truth about the core values of socialism.

After the gathering, they discovered that there was a new situation in Zhao Yongda's yard.

Originally called into the room by Lady Zhang, Li Xianshui never came out. At this moment, he was lying on the spliced wooden bed of Lingtang. As if he were asleep, he lay with the body of the bride and could not move.

“Where is this again? ”

“Fang Zheng, as Li Xianshui's double, should know the situation better than we do. Tell me about it. ”

Several people looked at each other, and then they all looked at the right side.

At this time, the fog was dissipating and he was back to normal.

Fang Zheng sang, then said his conjecture: “We have reached a unanimous conjecture. In reality, the villagers who went to find the goddess Zhang and the goddess Zhang, what happened on the way here, have all been killed. It should be that the river god knew that the goddess Zhang was going to intervene in this village, so it is not necessarily possible that he was killed by the goddess. ”

“After the death of Lady Zhang, she continued to come to the village with those villagers, and she was carrying the corpse, and she was lying in the middle of the body with Li Xianshui, but I don't know what happened. Li Xianshui woke up early, and several of the dead Lady Zhang also disappeared, even Zhao Yongda's body disappeared again. ”

“As for my becoming a fake Li Xianshui, it should be the river god who tampered with some of the memory details of Li Xianshui, presumably from when Li Xianshui was taken alone into the room and never came out. ”

Everyone thought it was the most reasonable explanation.

“In this way, Li Xianshui reappeared on Lingtang's wooden board bed. She is also a dead Lady Zhang, already arranged from the beginning.” The person who spoke this time was not Fang Zheng, but Yang Cenyi.

“Even Li Xianshui appeared strangely on the wooden bed. It is also possible that after the thick fog was raised around him, while riding Fang Zheng you got out of bed, Zhang Shen, who had been pretending to haunt God, quietly moved back to the bed. ”

After listening to Fang Zheng and Yang Zhenyi, Zhang Ze seemed to think of something, revealing a sudden expression: “What you mean is, whether Fang Zheng survived or not, in fact, Lady Zhang's initial plan is to make Li Xianshui temporarily disappear, come out again at the last moment, and continue to promote the subsequent plot? It's just that Lady Zhang, or the river god behind the scenes, slightly tampered with some of the details of the process in the middle. The real Li Xianshui was hidden, allowing the party to replace the fake Li Xianshui. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Zezhu thought: “I just don't know what means this goddess used to make Li Xianshui disappear for the time being when she called Li Xianshui to her room alone. ”

……

Li Xianshui kept in mind the words of Lady Zhang. When lying with the two dead bodies, do not open your eyes on the way.

But when really lying in the middle of the body, especially the surrounding people walked away, extra quiet, quiet, as if over an empty village, for a moment quiet, all voices and movements disappeared.

Only a cold night breeze blows out of the dark corner behind the door.

Beneath the bed the boards squeaked strangely, like the corpse next to his body is slowly turning his head, like something on the bed is crawling carefully on the ground with limbs, slowly approaching his head, a pale face looking down at him...

Li Xianshui dared to think, but at this time, he still couldn't help but live in his mind to show a scene of fantasy. The more afraid people were, the more he couldn't help but think. Li Xianshui just felt his body was getting colder and colder. Coupled with the colder night winds and the constant sweating of his body, it began to fill his heart with fear.

“I can't! ”

In horror, Li Xianshui sat up violently. Luckily, he was delusional. There was no face on his head that scared everyone. But when he turned his head, he found the bride's body still there, but Zhao Yongda, who was lying on his left, disappeared.

“This, this...” Li Xianshui was shocked, his face brushed white.

Zhao Yongda's body just found. Why is it gone again? Is it artificial or something?

“Zhang, Lady Zhang...”

“Mayor, are you all here? ”

But no matter how Li Xianshui shouted, no one answered his words except him and a corpse in the shady Lingtang and courtyard, which was hung with white rice and the remains of the dead.