Here Lies The Wicked

When Fang is withdrawing from the shadow and returning to reality, the darkness of the five fingers is out of sight.

He also lay in a sealed coffin with his dead hair.

It was the thunder that the butcher stole from 72 ghost gates that struck the wooden soul coffin.

As Fang walked out of the coffin, opened the back door, and stood on the front shop road, there was no such thing as Mr. Fu's figure. There was only one incense case, two red candles, one incense oven, three lines of incense...

In addition, there is a woodcarving figure that is very much from the hands of Left Thousand Households.

He looked up and hung the clock on the wall for no more than an hour, this time for a little longer than he had been in the spirit world of the dead.

He looked at the wall clock and the woodcarver in the incense case. He opened the shop with a hint of doubt and thought. Indeed, Zhang Butcher stood outside the store and left a thousand households.

“Brother Zhang, Brother Zuo, Brother Yan, where is Mr. Fu? After walking out of the shadow, I didn't see Mr. Fu, but the store door was always closed and locked backwards from the store?” As soon as Fangzheng went out, he immediately asked the questions that were held in his heart.

This time, Left Thousand Houses stood out and explained: “This is a double figure, Mr. Fu did not disappear, he temporarily left beforehand. ”

What?!

I've been talking to myself all the way with a piece of wood?

……

It was almost 2: 00 in the morning when Fang left the Underworld Shop and arrived in University City.

Shady name arrangement, specific reward decentralization, will not have immediate results, so he is currently quiet and waiting for results.

And at this point, the old god stick was long gone, and Fang was returning to the store and burying his head to practice.

Blessed is on, he wants to compete fully for seconds.

At night, it is not suitable to practice the "Pure Yang Reverse Gong" in Pure Yang, so Fang is planning to practice the "Mingyu Gong".

Next, his plan is to complete "Mingyu Gong", "Luohan Voodoo Demonic Gong" and "Pure Yang Reverse Gong" as soon as possible before the opening of Fudi, and then use special soul qi to synthesize the secrets of higher levels of inner kung fu.

……

Zhang Yuanhai is a tough architectural designer.

Overnight brushing has long been a routine meal, and since walking up to the designer bowl, he hasn't slept for more than five hours in a day.

As for the double holidays, the holidays, that's even more luxurious.

Recently, he had been painting for five consecutive days, sleeping less than an hour or two each day, and had been forced to overnight because of engineering changes.

Because he stayed up late for several days, he didn't sleep enough every day. Unconsciously, Zhang Yuanhai fell asleep. When he felt the soreness in his arm, he woke up confused and realized that he actually fell asleep on the table. Because his head was on his arm all the time, causing blood inconvenience and paralysis of both arms.

Zhang Yuanhai stood up for seven or eight minutes, and his palsy hands slowly recovered. He picked up his cell phone and looked at it. It was almost 2: 00 in the morning. Zhang Yuanhai only remembered that he had ordered a late night delivery for an hour. Why hasn't it arrived yet?

Recently, I spent all night brushing pictures, and Zhang Yuanhai has ordered take-out in a store for several days.

Pick up your phone and the takeout app shows that the takeout has arrived.

It was sent 20 minutes ago.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanhai was angry, clearly did not receive the take-out, not even one phone call, now the take-over staff is getting too much, in order to take more orders desperately, regardless of distance and time, even if it is late to make people hungry, the key phone call will not be called, directly show the delivery success, and put his food money in the pit.

Though there's not much money for dinner, it can't be swallowed by anyone.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed the phone of the past salesperson. The phone was quickly connected. Late at night, the salesperson did not rest so early. Once the phone was connected, Zhang Yuanhai Zhangkou just split his head and cursed his face. He threatened to complain.

I don't know, the takeaway salesman screamed in the phone first: “Brother, didn't I already send you the takeout? Call you at 1: 30 in the evening, you pick up the phone, go downstairs and get the takeout. ”

“If you don't believe me, you can ask the security guard at the door, we can't go into the neighborhood at night, you get the takeout at the door yourself. ”

“Is it not you who take-out, your friends or family? Ask the person you live with if he took it for you. ”

Zhang Yuanhai didn't believe it. He lived alone all the time. There was no second person in the house. Where did he come from to get takeout for him?

And he slept on the table all the time, remembering very clearly that he had not answered the phone.

However, as soon as Zhang Yuanhai opened the address book, he was surprised. At 1: 36 in the middle of the night, the address book did have the record of the vendor's call, indicating that the call time was 14 seconds.

But he had no recollection of the call. Zhang Yuanhai began to wonder if he had hidden sleepwalking? Feels a little chilly in the back.

“Well... there's something I don't know if I should tell you...” the taker hesitated to say.

Zhang Yuanhai hastily asked what it was. The taker swallowed up on the phone, as if he was nervous. “I don't know if it was you who came out to get the takeout at the time. Anyway, the person who came out to get the takeout at the time looked a little... How can I say, some of them were evil...”

Do people look evil? Zhang Yuanhai shook a chill, suddenly felt empty only he lived in the house, the temperature had dropped several degrees, panicked and asked what was going on?

However, the takeaway salesman did not always say what evil gate method. People seemed nervous. If Zhang Yuanhai wanted to know the specific situation, he could ask the security guard at the door of the community. The security guard also saw the takeaway person.

“The taker, do you remember what he looked like?” Zhang Yuanhai asked on the phone, it seems that he can only ask the security guard at the door of the community.

“The light was too dark to see clearly, but... it seemed like two moles in the corner of the right eyebrow.” The taker recalled.

I don't know, Zhang Yuanhai's face suddenly changed. He shivered in his hand. He sent a photo from a mobile photo album in the past with a colored letter. As soon as the salesperson saw the photo, he must have yelled on the phone, which is the takeaway that this person took.

Goo!!

Zhang Yuanhai grabbed his phone with a white face and swallowed his mouth with spit: “The person in the picture is me. ”

Pfft!

The salesman hung up.

Zhang Yuanhai hastily called, but every next time the phone was cut off, after several consecutive times, he was directly pulled into black, and the voice prompted “The number of the call is busy”, and the phone could no longer be called.

Zhang Yuan Hayton panicked. What exactly was the taker afraid of? Otherwise, he couldn't have been so nervous. I don't know if Zhang Yuanhai's nerves are sensitive, suddenly I feel that he is the only one living in the house. It is particularly cold today. He rushed out of the house in panic, intending to ask the security guard himself, what exactly did he see...

Find out if he's the one who went out to pick up the takeout today!

……

The next day,

In the morning.

Fang just picked up his clothes and black clothes and went home. As usual, he rode a little gap in the morning and took out his phone to brush up on the outside news for a while. Is there any big news?

As a result, when he browsed over the Wall Forum, he saw another post about the People's Hospital of the City of Jiangsu...