Here Lies The Wicked

However, the rectitude of the skinned scriptures of the treasure bearers reveals an unusual number of illusions in front of them.

Ghostbusters actually harvest their souls normally.

He couldn't help but think.

Could this illusion be created by a bunch of ghosts, a bunch of ghosts blindfolded?

However, the mood is relaxed at the moment.

As the idyllic walker came to the front of the shopping building again, he stood still and looked up at the building in front of him. The more ghosts he had to have, the better.

These ghosts are useless to other practitioners and waste physical energy.

But for the other side, it's all a practicing resource.

He is now accumulating resources from night trips to day trips. It took him four or five months to move from God to night trips. If you want to move from night trips to day trips, you can imagine.

Perhaps even the people behind the scenes didn't think that Fang was walking the path of the martial arts and blood. There was a fiery sun fire, and it was born to these sneaky ghosts.

Strength to his realm.

Ordinary ghosts are no longer a threat to him at all.

He didn't have to do it, the ghosts were like March Snowflake on a bear fire stove, and he collapsed on his own, and his soul was scattered.

Fang looked up at the shopping building, then went around the broken wall that fell on the road and entered the building again.

Tap, tap...

The building was burned to ruins by fire, and the elevator was naturally unusable. One person walked in the dark, quiet aisle, and he explored on the ground floor, one level up.

Empty, he couldn't reach for the five-finger aisle, only his own footsteps were slowly walking.

Soon he arrived on the floor he had previously explored.

and continue to explore up.

Tap, tap...

In the empty aisle, only Fang Zheng's footsteps are still... bang! Tap!

Just as the square footsteps fell, the front and rear darkness quietly seemed like an infinitely long, empty aisle, and the sound of two footsteps landing simultaneously.

Tap, tap!

Fang is falling behind again, this time behind him, still sounding two footsteps at the same time.

Fang Zheng, the shadow under the helmet, no shock, still going forward, and the footsteps behind him, are getting closer and closer.

Pfft!

A paper-tied man just wanted to stick his foot in the square heel, wanted to put up the correct heel, the ghost was right... and the next moment, it was like putting on a fire stove, the foot actually sprinkled green smoke.

Ah!!

The paper-man screamed a painful scream, the whole shadow twisted, and then turned into a dark shadow, trying to sink into the ground to escape... but it was at this time that a real whirlpool of air broke!

Without retreating, the shadow actually flew faster towards the other side.

Pfft!

Pong!!

The next second, he was punched and burst into pieces like clothes, disappearing.

+1 Normal Soul Qi.

Fang is upward, more and more ghosts are encountered, upside down ghosts... mirror evil spirits... gourmand children... these are just illusions in the illusion, the appearance of ghosts he has encountered.

When Fang just captured fifty spirits, huh?

He was surprised and finally found something new in the building.

Corpse!

A scorched corpse!

The overturned trash can that burned the iron shell, the hot, bursting glass doors, the smoky walls, the dark sewage mixed with flooded water and coke, and the burnt down ceiling… all complained that the man had died in a fire.

But the weird thing is, this man's death is weird.

The expression on his face.

Although people have been burned to death, hair and clothing fibers have melted together with the skin, moisture flames have been burned dry in the body, muscles in the corners of the mouth have shrunk, two rows of teeth have been exposed to the blaze, and the death form is horrible, it can still be seen that the face of the deceased was calm during his life, as the body of the deceased did not show any obvious signs of struggle.

It's like lying directly on the ground, willing to be burned to death by fire.

If you inhale a lot of carbon dioxide, you're suffocated by smoke, and you're unconscious, but your body doesn't even have a trace of struggle.

At the very least, people are going to suffer.

Next, as we carefully searched, we discovered more and more strange places in this shopping building...

Though the bodies of the victims in the building have been cleared, several scorched corpses are found from time to time in some of the fallen ruins, which is why rescuers are still searching here late at night.

It was discovered that half of these scorched corpses showed signs of a painful struggle before death, while the other half were calm before death, without resistance or struggle.

And the same thing about these people who didn't struggle was that they were all crushed under the ceiling that collapsed from the top of their heads.

As more and more scorched corpses were found, Square's mind gradually came up with a conjecture...

“Aren't these quiet dead people dead before they die? ”

“And then someone hid the body in the building? ”

“By a fire, disguising these bodies as victims of a fire that was burned to death? ”

Actually, the way to test this guess is simple.

Ha!

When the corpse was dissected in the right place, the viscera of the two corpses were clearly different.

“What about... the cadaver case? ”

Hidden bodies again... and army convoys attacked... If there is no connection between these two things, the party simply doesn't believe it.

Evil Baby... Bodies in the Wall... Toilet Ghost Face... As more and more bodies are found, the number of ghost attacks on him begins to increase.

All that appears in the illusion are ghosts he has encountered in the past.

An hour or two later, he was exploring the top floor of the shopping building, but he found no more than a scorched corpse.

But soon, Fang discovered something, and he hadn't seen a new ghost for more than ten minutes.

Fang Zheng even once had the illusion that this is the ghost here, he cleared it all up?

Then, while he was trying to get out of the street again, he found that he was still unable to get out of it, as if he had fallen into an infinite space without boundaries and could not get out in any way.

He's still haunted the wall!

Not that the ghost here was cleared out by him, so he didn't show up, but that he killed the ghost too hard, and that big ghost finally noticed the anomaly on his side.

Fang Zheng, southeast, northwest, all over the heavens and the earth, discovered that he could not go out in any way, he remained trapped in the phantom of ghost wall.

Square frowned.

After several hours of trying to find it useless, Fang finally stopped and stopped this useless work.

His eyebrow horn muscles started.

Trying to figure out how to beat this ghost wall.

Then, you can see Fang Zheng's lucky incense with you: “Brother Xiang... it seems that I'm going to take advantage of your luck... Next, can I get out of this ghost and fight the wall, I'm going to depend on Brother Xiang again. ”

Before you use the scent of luck, you are about to say all the good things.