Here Lies The Wicked

Running along, the dust rolled behind.

On the road, the divine color on the square face is not always easy.

Listening to the conversation between the Corpse King and the One-Eared Old Man, the final ending of the White Woman will be miserable.

If no accident occurs, this day trip will cause the first person to crash into the blessing.

This is obviously not good news.

Perhaps more tragic for a woman in white than that is the greatest tragedy and sadness when she dies without a burial place and is flogged and humiliated.

The way it is at this moment, I think a lot.

The time he had already met with Mr. Fu, he had already known that this time the blessing opened, many strong men participated in the war, such as the white woman, Mr. Fu, Zhang butcher, the multi-personality little girl who had been converted into Buddha's Gate by Taoist monks...

There are too many people fighting for this blessing.

But at this time, he was thinking not of the women in white, nor of Mr. Fu, Mr. Zhang, the butcher, etc. … but of the sacrifice of 563 lives in Donglin Village camp.

Every time someone dies,

It involves a lot of families, right?

The wife can't wait for her husband.

Daughter can't wait for father.

Older parents with white hair gave black hair.

Are these people born to sacrifice their lives, give their lives to their country, or even let their parents, who already have white hair, give them black hair in their later years?

Do women in white deserve to die?

Mr. Fook deserve to die?

Is there anyone else who's fighting for Fortune?

No!!

This is not the result that the party wants.

All he wanted was a very simple, very small citizen's wish to go out and ride a shared bike, lie at home and order takeout;

Get up early and drink fresh hot soy milk overnight, and have pets to tease when you get home;

When it's boring, there are thousands of games and movies on the phone that can last a lifetime.

Don't worry about war and hunger every day.

Is there such a peaceful world?

At this point, the direction slows down and then looks down at the ruins under his feet.

Fangzheng doesn't want women in white to fall into the blessing.

Perhaps for many reasons...

Without saying anything else, he can't take advantage of each other just because he is a white woman and her second grandfather.

However, the party is not so arrogant that he thinks he can fight the other three alone. He needs to find some people.

It's just that there's no way to find someone for a while.

So, Fang again came out with his lucky scent.

Now that the luck is fragrant, the ghost that could have disturbed this place before, although the disturbance is not large enough, only that the rain in the sky can not hit him.

But that's enough.

Square flesh painfully pulled out ten fragrances of luck, thought about it, bite teeth, and pulled out ten fragrances of luck!

I hope he finds a helper this time.

And he has to be a master, and the help he gets can't be, which is that White Pit has ten scents of luck.

Fortify! Fortify! Reinforce!

……

“Mom sells a lot of cactus shovels. Do you know why there are polar bears in the North Pole? That's me, the old sheep, with a piece of shit like you, a short-lived tortoise like a hammer fanned to Siberia and a hanging to the Arctic Circle. ”

“Don't piss off my old sheep, I can do anything, believe it or not, tie you up on the fan for a spin! ”

“That's the hammer you're talking about, you skeleton, shrimp doll, daddy, if I dump you, believe me? If you don't believe me, sue me, you reckless, gourd ball, angry sheep! ”

A goat, raving towards the air above his head.

I jumped straight on my feet.

Boom! Boom!

But the rain in the sky was still falling, like a cannonball, smashing a big pit, the goat made a scratchy dodge, while the red-eyed madness, while dodging some wolves.

Goat's mouth is good.

But the movement here has made the rain in the sky more dense.

It finally confessed.

Run if you want to spread four hooves.

But the rain in the sky chased it all the way.

“Mom, sell the batch! Bad eye, hammer! Daphne climbed! Son of a bitch! ”

The goats were in a state of desperation, shouting at people like throwing up machine guns, two flaps of skin banging up and down, one second above the top of their heads.

“I see you are brainy with cake bouncing, like sheep punching dolls, are all hack-jabbed melons, the guava is too salty to eat, always chasing after me old sheep won't let go! ”

The goats cursed.

Running well too.

He was chased by the rain of the dead, grey-headed, dirty face, full of wolves.

The stronger the hallucinations, the stronger they are, the stronger the hallucinations they encounter. The goat has yet to see that this is a ghost blindfold, and after it initially ate its losses, how dare it fight these dry corpses?

As long as it's dragged in place for a few more seconds, it won't be long before a wave of corpse rain falls like a barrage.

The goats ran all the way, angry and corrupt, even Fangzheng was lying innocent on the gun.

It's just that the goat ran, and all of a sudden, boom, his body and four hooves were stiff, upside down, his mouth was wide open, his tongue was spitting out, his mouth was foaming, and he was stiff and deadly.

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With twenty positive-scented rectangles in his hand, his face was black and he looked silently at the fallen goat. Turns out this idiot had been scolding him in the back.

At the same time, Fang was surprised by this scent of luck.

He had just lit the scent of luck for a short while, and immediately guarded the stock for the rabbit... the scent for the sheep.

Goats that disappeared for half a month and came to the door automatically at this time.

“Silly goat, what are you doing?” Fang looked at the dead goat without a word.

“Shepherd, you want to treat me like an old sheep again."

“Lamb doll, I fall on the floor and pretend the body doesn't move, my old sheep don't even want to kneel anymore, see how you can get my old sheep to kneel for you. ”

The goat's tongue spits on the elder and continues to fake his death.

……

“Huh?! ”

“Shepherd, you say everything here is a hallucination!! ”

Goats have grown back on their knees, shocked their faces.

If I hadn't seen Fang Zheng, I would have killed the dried corpses in the sky who chased his ass all the time. The goats would never have believed that they were hunting all day, and there was actually a day when ghosts pecked me blind.

The surprise message that Cube is bringing is one after the other.

“What!! ”

“Day traveler?! ”

At this time, one person, one sheep, squatted together and muttered, no one knew what they were muttering, except that, in the process of muttering, Fang was taking out an eye ball with skin tissue and nervous tissue to show the goat.

Then one sheep at a time leaves the place.

Prepare to save lives.

On the way, Fang Zheng finally learned what happened to the goat since he was separated from him.

It turns out the goats were attacked by the dry bodies shortly after they left.

The so-called dry corpse came out, but it was a ghost blindfold, from which it could be inferred that the ghost blindfold had dragged everyone into the hallucinations from the beginning.