Here Lies The Wicked

"There's more to life than just living in front of your eyes. There's also the wolfberry in front of your eyes."

"The past is like smoke, the past is easy to grow old."

"The battle between good and evil, the battle between love and hate, when evil strikes, you only have one weapon in your hand that can be used to fight back, and that is love."

Fang Zheng was already racking his brains. In the end, the last bit of ink in his stomach was useless. He simply moved out the lines of the movie.

I hope the ghosts can be influenced too.

But it was obvious that he was thinking too much. If a word of chicken soup for the soul could touch a murderer, what would prison and the constitution do?

"Excuse me, the rain has stopped. Have you seen my child..." The woman repeated for the fifteenth time.

"I heard it's going to rain today?"

"Little sister, your skin looks like water, because it's full of water."

"Little sister, your chinese-western dress style is very similar to the old Shanghai in the black and white tv. It must be at least a century-old cultural relic of the republic of china, right?"

Fang Zheng was embarrassed to talk alone.

"Excuse me, the rain has stopped. Have you seen my child..." The woman repeated forty-three times.

If his mouth was dry and his two mouths were to be ground into blisters, Fang Zheng would be happy to talk until dawn in exchange for being safe and embarrassing.

One person, one ghost, and so on.

While Fang Zheng continued to chat awkwardly, he kept his eyes on the changes in the woman in front of him as he stared solemnly at the growing water stains under his feet.

As the woman stood there for a long time, the puddle of water gradually spread outwards. Fang Zheng looked at the puddle of water that was still spreading.

As soon as he was about to reach the entrance, Fang Zheng took a step back to avoid the puddle of water.

As soon as Fang Zheng retreated, he felt a bone-chilling chill all over him...

... It was as if there was a storm...

... There was a woman's anxious voice in the rain...

... Seemed to be calling out the child's name...

... The woman shivered from the rain and continued to call out the child's name over and over again in the mountains, mudslides, landslides, and villages...

... And then he saw a dry well...

... There was a faint cry from a child...

This time, Fang Zheng looked at it carefully. At this moment, he seemed to have become a woman's perspective in the heavy rain, trying to see the dry well, but his eyes were blinded by the rain. He could not see the scene in the dry well, and his eyes were blurry...

Just as Fang Zheng was trying to see clearly, suddenly, the back of his head hurt so much that he almost fell into a dry well.

He was a woman's perspective now, at that time... Someone attacked the woman from behind!

At this moment, the back of his head was like Fang Zheng who had been hit hard. He recovered from the ghost wall. After he recovered from the shock, his head was torn apart. There was a faint sign that his mental and martial arts were about to collapse. He almost fell to the ground. His mental state was even worse. The weak Fang Zheng. He happened to see a woman a meter or two away from him, who was not sure when she was close, and the claws of her sharp black nails were trying to dig out his heart.

The Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques, which had 24 layers of membrane attached to the skin, had no ability to resist and was instantly torn apart. Everything changed so fast that before Fang Zheng could react, the ghost claw had dug into Fang Zheng's left chest.

Fang Zheng lost his color.

Even the twenty-four membrane state Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques could not resist the blow of this century-old ghost. It's over. It's going to be cold today...

However, ah!

A woman screamed in pain. The ghost's claws seemed to touch something on Fang Zheng. Her body trembled violently like an electric shock, and her body twisted unsteadily.

Especially that ghost claw, which was almost fading away.

When the woman tried to dig Fang Zheng's heart out, it was exactly when Fang Zheng was in a terrible pain in the back of his head when the ghost hit the wall. Both of them had a strange time overlap at the same time, as if Fang Zheng had experienced the last despair and pain of the woman in the ghost hit the wall.

The woman wanted to escape.

Fang Zheng didn't have time to think about this sudden change. Seeing that the woman wanted to escape, without thinking, he directly called the Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques and cooperated with zhiyang's Nine yang true qi. At close range, poof.

The woman was torn in half by Fang Zheng's two knives from behind and dispersed in the air.

But there was no sign of gray.

This woman is not dead yet, but she is hiding in the dark for the time being.

At this moment, Fang Zheng could not help but rejoice that he had the Human Skin scriptures. Whether these cunning ghosts died or not, there was no escape.

At the same time, fang's face was filled with surprise. Just now, the ghost claw was impartial and caught the Human Skin scripture on his shirt.

The Human Skin scriptures not only saved him from a disaster, but even the ghosts seemed to have suffered a great deal.

However, it seems reasonable to think that the Human Skin scriptures could collect wool from ghosts and have a mysterious suppressive power against them.

A quiet night.

In the second half of the night, the ghost did not appear again, but Li uncle and Aunt zhou had been missing and not found.

When the dawn's belly turned white and the sky gradually broke, the first light of dawn shone into Gujing village. The cold darkness of the mist was dispelled and the human life was gradually restored. Fang Zheng, carrying the Ghost head knife, ran straight to the village ancestral hall in a murderous manner.

At this moment, before the villagers had gone out and there was no confusion, he wanted to dig out the dry well.

At this moment, Fang Zheng, who was already pale, looked even paler and bloodless. Her mental state was listless and terrible.

The first shock was not fully recovered, and the second divine injury was just like adding injuries to the injury, and the mental injury was even more serious.

With his current physical condition, he couldn't afford to delay, so he had to make a quick decision.

But last night was not a complete failure. The ghost attack last night gave him a rough idea of the location of the dry well.

However, when Fang Zheng thought that he was the first to arrive at the ancestral hall, he found that the door of the ancestral hall was wide open and the chains were broken and thrown to the ground.

There was a voice in the ancestral hall, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the three veterans.

No!

There was another strange voice.

Fang Zheng hid the Ghost head knife, and when he appeared in the ancestral hall, he saw three of Zhang Jianming, who was tied up with a villager, who was thrown to the ground.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng immediately recognized the man on the ground, the one who ran past Li uncle's house last night.

Although it was dark at that time and he didn't see his face clearly, Fang Zheng recognized the man's figure at a glance.

Fang Zheng was stunned. How did the three of Zhang Jianming catch this man?

"Eh, fang is you?" The person who spoke was the youngest of the three veterans and had an active personality. Chen Zhiyong, who had just retired from the army after two years of service and was only in his early twenties, had just left the army.

When Chen Zhiyong saw Fang Zheng, he couldn't help but say excitedly, "Fang Zheng, you can't imagine who we caught in the village ambush last night!"

"Class monitor zhang had always suspected that someone had stolen the chicken from Widow ma's house, so he squatted all night last night. Class monitor zhang guessed that we had caught a sneaky person."

"But what you can't guess more about Fang Zheng is that when we interrogated this man last night, we found out a shocking secret about Gujing village. Class monitor zhang was about to gather everyone here, but Fang Zheng came first."

As soon as Chen Zhiyong's voice fell, the temporary group of stranded tourists, Zhang Jianming @ all members, sent a group message.

"Everyone avoided the crowd and rushed to the village ancestral hall. There was an amazing discovery."

"Do not be discovered by the villagers of Gujing village!"

Fang Zheng also received a group of messages.

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