Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 752 Incense of Disease

The words of the old god stick are not difficult to understand.

Dark hearts!

Dark hearts!

Since it smells bad, it must be from the outside to the bones.

square means understandable.

However, if this incense in front of me is really mother incense, I just don't know if I can find a “my savage girlfriend”, “my mother tiger daughter-in-law”, “my wife is the lion roar of Hedong”... will the brothers cry to kill him?

“Old Dao, my new research on incense is 48 incenses of disease, as the name suggests, incense of fortune can change people's fortunes, while incense of disease, hey, can get people sick. ”

The old god stick was handsome for less than three seconds. Just complimented him on his fairy wind, he immediately became obscene.

Speaking of which, the old priest thought of depressing things, the more depressing it was: “Old Dao I just found out the scent of disease, I just squatted on the side of the street, I've been looking for candidates, I want to find a thief to experiment with the power of the scent of disease, to see what kind of disease people will get, and the thief didn't find it, so I was targeted by the street aunt. ”

To be honest, Fang Zheng also wanted to see the effect of the scent of disease immediately, so, in the next, one by one, two shadows less, began to overhead the sun, facing the frequent side of the passersby, squatting dirty on the side of the street, to find the right person.

The scent of disease as an incense of evil.

This candidate definitely can't get an honest person to back up the pot.

Although the fragrance of the disease is the same as the fragrance of fortune, it has been castrated with cheap alternative materials, which is very different from the effect of the genuine fragrance of the disease.

But honest people don't want to backpack!!

Soon, the old god club found the target, squatting on the old god club on the side of the road and gently topping the top with his elbow.

Fang glanced at the old lady with red sleeve stamps. At this time, she was banging a man with glasses.

The glasses man leaned against the roadside railing and was smoking melon seeds, then spitting melon peel on the ground without listening to the advice of the Red Sleeve Stamp Mama.

A lot of people have been gathered around.

Listen carefully to the conversation content, it seems to be related to spitting melon seed skin. Turns out the glasses man didn't listen to the advice. He has never been good enough to spit melon seed skin on the ground. Next to him is the street garbage can, but he just spits melon seed skin on the ground. Auntie is fined. The glasses man shows no concern.

Fine, I just don't have any money.

Call the cops if you can.

But I'm sorry, the police force is limited, and the civilian police don't care about this little sesame thing.

The arrogance and low quality of this Pumpkin Leather Glasses man can make Aunt Red Sleeve Badge angry, no matter how much Aunt Red Sleeve Badge scolds, the glasses man is a pair of nothing.

There's no one here who knows me. Why should I care about my face? The city is so big, and there are millions of people in the sea. After I eat melon, I slap my ass and leave. Can all the millions of people in the city still recognize him?

It was with this in mind that the guy with the gourmet glasses became even more unscrupulous.

Attitude is arrogant.

“Little brother, the first drop of blood from the opening of the sickness fragrance took this glasses man's sacrificial flag! Old Dao, I see this glasses man with puking gourd peel on the ground, he's very upset!” The old god stick pulled out a sickness scent from a shopping bag at the supermarket.

Still the same, light a patchwork of evening sickness.

However, when the old priest was going to light the scent of disease with a lighter, it seemed like something had occurred to him, and he found another plastic bag to pad on the ground, which made the scent of disease lit with a lighter.

Old Goddess stick is afraid of the ashes falling on the floor and getting caught fine.

The fine, though modest, is undoubtedly scratching a piece of meat from an old cleric who has always been a fan of wealth.

Fang watched as the old god stick had lit the incense of darkness in his hand and said with a smile: “You just hated the red sleeve stamp aunt wronged you. Don't you hate the old god stick now? ”

“Hate, why not? But Old Dao, my view of the three is very positive, whether it is big or not, anyway, the big sun in summer is for the sake of urban civilization, not for personal gain.” When the old god stick was finished, he began to stare closely at the glasses man who was still throwing melon peel while he was talking to Aunt Red Sleeve Lip Gun Tongue Sword. He began to mumble in his mouth for a while.

I couldn't hear what the old god stick was mumbling.

Perhaps a curse of nonsense, curse.

Whether the scent of disease is effective or not, it has not yet been seen, but the smoke of the scent of disease is stronger than the scent of fortune.

And it smells like stinking eggs.

“Is this disease incense burning or is it releasing gas...”

Fang Zheng watched the old god stick get choked and coughed up. After a period of intense coughing, Fang Zheng was a little worried that the old god stick would suffocate and faint.

One minute.

Two minutes.

The man who threw up melon skin glasses was still strong, and the dragon elf tiger shouted at Aunt Red Sleeve.

What's wrong with the scent of disease?

Or is the scent too weak to be wiped out by the lymphatic immune system as soon as it enters the man with glasses?

Or do you need a latency period? Like five years? Ten, twenty years?

Another while later, the scent of disease has been burning in half, the fireworks on this side have become more fuzzy, and the movement on this side has finally attracted the attention of the men who puke melon skin glasses.

The two eyes of the old god stick kept staring at him dead. The incense burned in his hand. The incense burned only to the dead. Where did it burn to the living? Didn't you clearly curse him to death in the vast public? The glasses man pushed Auntie down, threw away the melon seeds in his hand, and walked towards the old god stick and square side.

Look at the momentum, it's going to be a tantrum.

I don't know!

The glasses man hasn't arrived yet, suddenly the abdominal pain covered his stomach.

“Uh, is this melon seed eating too much, bloating, abdominal pain? ”

But then, he saw the glasses men's face waxed white looking around, and then pushed away the passers-by, rushing into a public toilet faster than a 100-meter sprint.

Pucker! Boom!

A burst of noise in the public toilet and the stench unique to eating on the fire spread, smoking away everyone nearby.

The crackling sound was enough for a few minutes to see the man with glasses covered in his stomach, his hands covered in daisy blossoms, and his face came out in pain.

As a result, he had just walked out of the public toilet, the glasses men's face changed, and rushed back to the public toilet. A bang exploded and the smell became stronger.

After more than a dozen round-trips, the glasses man has drawn his stomach to his soft leg and can't walk.

Finally, the glasses man was pulled away by a stretcher directly onto an ambulance.

Fang looked at the old god stick without a word.

The only effect of this disease scent is to keep one's stomach tucked away?

What good is it if you run into ghosts?

Let go of the disease scent for a moment. When you get a chance, you're looking for another chance to see if it works for the ghost. Then, you're talking to the old priest about the real purpose of his visit.

“Old Goddess, do you have any lucky stock? I'll take some... yes, give me some of this sickness scent too! ”

Mm-hmm.

The idea is simple.

The truth is out in action.