Here Lies The Wicked

After listening to Fang Zheng, the bald-headed male beast fell into a brief silence.

He seems to be thinking.

It seems as if they also think that Fang Zheng's words make sense and are touched by Fang Zheng's words.

However, the beast did not consider the true identity of the international great black horse “the last witch hunter”.

Because no one has ever seen the front of Fangzheng before.

So he didn't think it at first, and it was normal.

“If you don't have a teammate, why don't we team up in the ruins, and I'll go with you to that morgue.” The beast raised his head, looked seriously and looked solemnly at Fang Zheng.

Bliss is known in the West as a relic.

“Your words make sense. As soon as we enter the ruins, we meet this abandoned temple, and then we all go to the morgue. It's certainly not an accident. There must be some connection. ”

“Together, two people are safer than one person acting alone. ”

I don't know, Fang directly refused the Beast's team request.

The reason for refusal was simple: he did not like to be burdened.

The beast's chest is stuffy, which really hurts people's self-esteem and rejection.

I'm also a master of practitioners, so you can't take care of a master.

……

Next, Fangzheng did not stop at this Deep Mountain Temple. Instead, he immediately set off to rush the road before it was too late. There was no talent or treasure dug up in the blessing. He could not even drink soup.

As in today's physical condition, Israelis rushed down at full speed, and the footsteps were fast. But he couldn't let go of his speed completely because of the mysteries in the fog that were so faithful and invisible, but even so, he was still moving faster than normal people.

As such, Fang was bypassing the fog and getting farther and farther away from the old temple in the deep mountains behind him. The fog world was quiet, and no one even touched Fang along the way... until half a day later, he heard an unusual noise after the distant fog, Fang Zheng's body stopped.

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Like the sound of human footsteps.

The sound of footsteps gradually moved away, not towards this side.

She sank, then flashed like a leopard, and went after her in the direction of her footsteps.

After a short half-day's journey, I didn't even meet a shadow of a human being. The footsteps I just heard were most likely cursed by the beasts, and I don't know if I could find a companion to the morgue. It's rare to find a clue where Fang would let go.

A few minutes later, Fang was finally catching up with the owner of the footsteps. Through the fog, he saw that it was a black figure behind the fog.

But when you look closer, your eyes will sink.

Behind the man, a bloody shackle hooked a woman with long dark hair covering her face and a bloody pubic dress.

That woman, of course, is the crazy woman who built the morgue.

At this time, more footsteps were coming from the side direction of the figure, and more shadowy people approached after the fog.

One, two, three...

More and more people, coming from all sides, without exception, behind everyone, are blood-dyed women with dark hair hooked up to their faces.

The frown was locked immediately.

If a person follows a woman in a gloomy mood, it doesn't feel like anything. When five or six people, more than a dozen people, follow the same woman in a gloomy mood, this scene is no longer frightening, weird can be described.

At this time, it is not clear where, these people have been subjected to the same curse.

But this is not what the party cares about the most, but these people are from all sides, not from the same direction. It seems that there may be more than one old monastery in Deep Mountain, so long as everyone who enters the Fortune meets the old monastery in Deep Mountain.

In short, neither he, nor anyone else, accidentally encountered the old temple of Deep Mountain, but inevitably!

It's like the old temple came alive, looking for the living!

At this time, more people appeared in the front of Fang's eyes, dozens, hundreds of people, all following a sinister woman behind them, walking from the right side of Fang, disappearing behind the fog.

At close range, he also saw the faces of these people, which were very pale, with hollow eyes, no focus, no angry face at all.

Walking corpses!

These four words appear in the square brain.

The walking corpse walking along the way, more and more people, the party was just cheering up, he knew that he should be approaching the morgue.

After about a dozen minutes of touching, a bigger team appeared right in front of us, when the crowd had expanded to hundreds of people, and one person could be hit just a few meters apart.

Everyone is followed by a gloomy bloody skirt.

But then, it was discovered that there were fewer and fewer people with enough shadow in the fog in front of them, and they were all gone.

It was not until Fang cautiously followed one of them at close range that he discovered the truth. All these people stepped on a mountain bag and disappeared, as if the mountain bag was just an obstacle.

There's another world in the mountain bag.

Yet!

He stood on the mountain bag and found that it was not a handicap, but a mountain bag.

But those who have been cursed have disappeared after stepping onto the mountain bag.

Fang frowned. He withdrew from the mountain bag and began to circle around the mountain bag. No abnormality was found. Finally, climbing a nearby mountain, looking at the slightly bulging bald mountain bag under his feet, his mouth was slightly surprised. How does he feel about this mountain bag... more like a grave bag?

Fang Zheng also doesn't know why, looking at the mountain bag under his feet, the strange idea of a graveyard suddenly appeared in his mind, which is that he feels this bald mountain bag, very similar to the graveyard bag.

Fang was wondering, he began to carefully observe the surrounding mountain river terrain, and this observation was really discovered by him in some small details.

It was discovered that the cliffs of the surrounding mountains had collapsed, signs of collapse, but the age was too far away, if not the heart to observe, it was not necessarily possible to see the difference.

Looking over the mountain bag from the height, it is thought that this mountain bag should be the one where severe mudslides, or earthquakes, washed down by several mountains and eventually formed the mountain bag in front of you.

At this point, after the fog at the foot of the mountain, the sound of speech came.

It turns out that he is a priest with an Asian face, followed by several Dongyu ninjas, who are not followed by a sinister group of women, who are normal people.

Nor did one of the Ninjas say anything to the priest, his eyes slightly squinted, and he saw that these people, like those who had been cursed, had stepped on the mountain bag and disappeared.

So the problem is, Fang doesn't understand Dongyu?

He only knows a few words from the little movie.