Here Lies The Wicked

Not only did this egg hurt, but both sides felt it now.

Halfway through Ghost lake, he suddenly encountered such a strange painting style.

Both sides of the ship looked at each other pitifully. They were both doomed...

Among them, Fang Zheng was the one who felt the most pain.

Fortunately, the two boats eventually missed each other. Neither of them rowed directly into each other. Human Skin Boatman turned around and smiled meaningfully at the corpse man. After that, the boat gradually drifted away.

Next, the wooden boat on the ghost lake continued to paddle deep into the ghost lake.

"I thought I smelled gunpowder. Did I miss something interesting?" Master michelin asked in a slightly excited voice.

Fang Zheng's face moved.

Although the other party had deliberately disguised his voice, he still recognized a familiar feeling that he was indeed the one who had stolen from the prison.

Faced with the michelin master's gossip, Fang Zheng did not speak in order to avoid exposing himself.

The girl, who had been in contact for two days, never heard her say anything, seemed to be planning the same thing as Fang Zheng to avoid revealing her identity.

As for the other first passenger, he seemed to have lost interest after this shock.

No one answered master michelin's question.

"Boring." Master michelin was suddenly a little bored and turned to look at the ghosts under the lake.

And when the ship finally came ashore, the first passenger hurriedly took an arrow step and rushed out of the boat, as if he was too late for his life.

The girl was the second person to get off the boat.

After getting off the ship, it was also a thick white fog world that quickly disappeared on the shore.

Then there was master michelin and Fang Zheng.

When Fang Zheng got off the boat, he turned his head thoughtfully to take a look. Yesterday, he killed the three Human Skin Boatman's directions, then he turned around and plunged into the white fog world, following closely behind the people in front of him.

The Gao family behind the boatman was obviously prepared for this...

This time, Fang Zheng had experience and was no longer following too close. Suddenly, his vision widened. Fang Zheng had walked out of the misty area and was still at the bottom of the mountain, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

It was still a dense human head sacrifice, a narrow passageway buried by human skulls...

"Huh?" Fang Zheng's face froze.

The people who got off the boat earlier than him were all blocked in front of the passage and did not enter immediately. Fang Zheng glanced around and soon realized that not only were these people standing still in front of the passageway, but seven or eight people had already arrived first, and now they were all blocked in front of the passageway.

These people stood together, all in the same set of props and uniforms, and those who didn't know thought they were the elite "Militant" team.

At this time, there were actually two groups of people, and the "Militant" elite team, forming a tense confrontation between the three sides.

The two groups did not wear costume, but both wore masks to hide their identities.

The mask on one side was a v mask man.

On one side was the clown mask of batman world.

"It seems that yesterday it was confirmed that it was Blessed Land, but in the end it was leaked out." Fang Zheng was not surprised.

The heart is separated from the stomach.

People are unpredictable.

Blessed Land is very important. Who wants to monopolize Blessed Land and all the resources alone? And the best way is today... Kill and silence, ambush and snipe at everyone in advance.

However, there were more than one greedy person, and the ambush was far from a single force. When they found out that there were other ambushes, they formed a restraint, and no one dared to do it easily.

At this moment, the three sides were in opposition and blocked in front of the passageway. No one wanted to take a step back.

Fang Zheng rushed out of the white mist and attracted the three forces to turn around. Facing dozens of pairs of eyes, Fang Zheng was calm.

"Eh, the v-word hate team? The clown team? Hey, I'm a cs player."

Fang Zheng raised his hand to say hello, then jogged all the way to where the costume was... Cs elite team.

Whoosh!

The originally tense atmosphere of the three forces suddenly felt a chill in their teeth.

Is this designed to destroy a serious formation?

Fortunately, it wasn't our v-word hate squad...

Fortunately, it's not from our clown team...

Wait, when did we become a v-word hate team (clown team)?

Mud coal! This guy belongs to our cs elite team! More than a dozen people from the "Armed" side of the costumes were all in a bad mood.

Can I ask for a kick?

At this point, after the tense atmosphere slowed down a little, the three forces could no longer return to their previous murderous momentum, so after each of them chose a representative, they began a long time of negotiation, roar, roll up their sleeves to prepare for a grumpy dry fight, and then to one side to pull back, continue to negotiate, continue to roar, continue to roll up their sleeves... After four or five rounds, the three forces finally managed to reach a consensus.

To prevent each other from sneaking attacks, the three forces sent one or two people through the narrow passageway.

And so did the rest.

In this way, they can also form a restraining effect on each other.

Ten or twenty minutes later, everyone passed through the narrow passageway. Then, almost everyone had a clear purpose and went straight to the only ancient temple in the ruins.

As expected, they all came straight to the spirit qi in the ancient temple... Fang Zheng's previous guess had been tested at this moment.

A magnificent ancient temple and a Great stone buddha.

Still like yesterday, after thousands of years and still standing, a wicked buddha held a three-meter stone coffin in his left hand, and a strange seal in his right hand. His palm was facing up, and a small sapling was growing on it.

This was a huge stone buddha like the great stone buddha of bashu. The ancient temple was built as magnificent and ancient as the temple of titan in the wasteland.

They could accommodate all three parties.

When they came near the main hall, Fang Zheng and the Great stone buddha looked at each other. The strange feeling of being stared at by greedy and evil eyes spread all over their bodies again.

When he lowered his head and stopped looking at him, his strange gaze disappeared again.

This is the venerated evil buddha.

Then, Fang Zheng looked at the sapling on the right palm of the evil buddha, and Fang Zheng's face under the helmet was slightly surprised.

Yesterday, it was just a small trunk of a baby's fist. Today, it was as thick as an adult's arm. At this moment, it was in full bloom, lush and flourishing.

This kind of growth was unusual... Just like the evil buddha in front of him, it was strange.

Everyone else was clearly aware of this detail, and they all exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, Fang Zheng found that the clothes of the two people who had mysteriously disappeared yesterday were still neatly stacked in place.

At this moment, someone could not wait to enter the ancient temple and immediately sat cross-legged.

The second, the third... Everyone entered the temple and immediately sat cross-legged.

"What a rich aura! The aura here today is several times that of yesterday!" As soon as a man entered the main hall, he could not help but look excited. He immediately sat down cross-legged and quickly shared his spirit with the others.

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