Here Lies The Wicked

One grey soul after another continued to fly from a famous red umbrella woman.

In the cell, watching another red umbrella woman fall down, this is the seventh red umbrella woman Fang is killing.

As Fang was constantly exploring the dungeon, the red umbrella women encountered along the way began to become more and more frequent. After their final death, these red umbrella women were all a dry and empty human skin.

This fits perfectly into the nautical tactics of the painters.

Even if he died, he couldn't help himself.

Faced with human nautical tactics, the correct method is also simple, rough, using angry death gas to convert into the spiritual world, it is like cheating infinite ability to return blood, first deceive the Red Umbrella woman into the cell, then take advantage of the narrow space, directly hard against the Nine Yin white bone claws, towards the opponent is a violent operation.

The side is taking advantage of infinite blood return and card slips, it is not unfavourable.

Finally, the paintings in the dungeon hallway were cleared of light, killing a total of twelve paintings, and then walking into a cell.

As early as the last few red umbrella women had been cleared, it had been noticed that they had all come out of the same cell.

This is the cell in front of you.

It's also odd, Fang has searched so many cells before, it's the only cell, it's hidden, it's not locked.

Perhaps that's why these picturesque ghosts can get out of their cells and wander around...

What really happened in this dungeon at that time was beyond consideration, and Fang Zheng was not interested in knowing that he was not a historian. All he wants to know now is if he can find something in the cell that interests him.

Of course, none of these paintings are real paintings, and all this stuff here is just some obsession deep in the dungeon, the memories you see in your life.

There was a pink skeleton in the cell, and the skeleton was wearing a light veil that had long faded and could not be seen in its original colour and fine workmanship, but according to its appearance and some details, it was recognized that this pink skeleton was the body of those painted women.

Another master of the old city, depressed to death in this dungeon.

This time it is on the wall, and there is also a major discovery.

But soon, the square face was black, he couldn't understand the text on the wall.

These texts don't look like any kind of text in real life. They're like encrypted text passwords. Perhaps only the Painting Gao family can understand what's written in these texts!

However, being able to write on the wall with a text password is definitely a very important message!

But whatever the important message, it's all about the Painting Gao family. It's not about the right thing, it's not about the right interest.

As a result, you get tired and tired. Can you only find the password to dress someone else?

In addition to the twelve strands of soul, this trip is useless.

Pack up your mood and start exploring the dungeons.

Next, calm down.

There are no more dangers.

On the way, he killed a few more weak chicken students who read eight more strands.

Slowly, according to the terrain, the architectural model of the dungeon was gradually generated in mind, similar to a calligraphy.

Circle by circle.

A few hours later, Square finally arrived at the center of the Calligraphy Hall, a quadrangular pool that was invisible and shallow.

A corrupt, rusty chain of human waist, from four walls, tightly locked into the pool, submerged in black water, as if something dangerous was locked underneath.

And right in front of the square, there's a first-class stone step that leads all the way under the pool.

This is not a deep, shallow pool. At first glance, you can see how dangerous it is. Standing right by the pool, you are a little hesitant, hesitant.

Even the hunchback old man and the red umbrella woman he met before are already so difficult to wrangle. Perhaps, under the shallow pool, there are stronger, more difficult murderers, especially in the pool, he wants to take advantage of the terrain card position.

Ultimately, the party intends to proceed safely.

Back off first.

When you are stronger, strengthen some of the tools that can be used in the shady world before exploring this pool.

After all, if he dies here, the consequences are unpredictable.

The idea was settled, and he was ready to step back.

He intends to exit the dungeon world and then test one of his thoughts… can an old hunchback be brushed twice, then can other pussies be brushed twice as well? Three brushes?

This is tremendous wealth!!

However, before exiting the dungeon, he was retreating to the cell of the pink skeleton and began to memorize the text code on the wall.

Since the night six months ago, Fang was eating the eight kidney six-flavored yellow pills, he not only learned everything quickly, even his brain, but also ate eight kidney six-flavored yellow pills, memory lagged up.

After touching a fifth of the content, Fang Zheng gave up his initiative to continue to do so.

The content on the wall is too long, even if it only remembers one fifth of the content, it is hundreds of completely unfamiliar words. In order to prevent memory deviation, it is intended to concentrate only on a part at a time and then take it out in five parts.

If he can be pulled into this dungeon world the next time he walks...

It took some time, and when I got back to the point where I was first dragged into the dungeon, which was the cell opposite the madman's book, I was starting to remember how the ghost mother took him away.

“I remember, the ghost mother at the time, as if she had just pulled back a candle of lanterns on the hallway wall...”

……

Old street, underworld.

When Fang was smoothly withdrawing from the shadow, he looked up at the wall clock. He had been walking in the shadow world for so long that only a few minutes had passed.

But Fang did not immediately open the door and walked out of the underworld store. He first brought the paper and pen in the underworld store to write down the password.

Afterwards, only to see him start walking again.

……

Once, twice, three times...

Fang exited from the shadow of walking helplessly, surely people can not be too greedy... these times the shadow has not been dragged into the dungeon world.

“Is it a corpse resentment that can only enter once? ”

A few minutes later.

When Fang was packing up what was in the store, he just reopened the door of the underworld shop, and welcomed Captain Fei to ask: “Brother Fang, how come you took so much time to walk in the shadow this time, just like the last time you walked in the shadow... is this the shadow, and it didn't go well? ”

Fang did not hide it. To be honest, he was dragged into that weird dungeon again while walking away. Of course, for some personal secrets, what he was talking about was a derogated version. At the same time, Fang Zheng also informed Captain Fei about the whereabouts of the missing girl to be sought, so that Captain Fei could hurry to save lives.

Captain Fei asked a few square questions. It is true that there is no difference. Captain Fei brought the team members with him and was prepared to save people first.

When he saw Captain Fei leave, Fang immediately pulled the river spectrum sheep aside. Curious about his clothes, he watched one sheep squatting in the corner, mysteriously mumbling.

“Sichuan Sheep, what the hell is going on with me being dragged into this dungeon world of ancient resentment? ”

“And tell me about the city, the mountain gods! ”