There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 108: Scarecrow (4 more monthly tickets)

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Fangzheng will look down immediately,

What did the people from the Special Operations Department find?

Blood?

Cat blood?

Fang Zheng frowned.

According to the file, Shen Wenle did not mention the special medium of cat blood in the card manufacturing process described by Shen Wenle.

In the Western world, all kinds of legends about witches have always prevailed. Until now, many Westerners still associate black cats with witches out of their natural fear of witches, saying that black cats are witches.

It is even more rumored that if you run into a black cat on a dark Friday night, it indicates that this person will suffer bad luck.

So, in the Western world, black cats and witches have always been taboo.

Because of the curiosity of Western divination, so make a set of cards?

Cat blood was detected on the card again?

Fang Zheng glanced down. At this moment, she looked like a quiet and well-behaved junior high school student, and she was earnestly bowing her head to do his homework. His eyebrows frowned slightly.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and gradually became quieter and quieter all around.

At 23 o'clock in the evening, Shen Wenle's head drooped while he was doing homework. Fang Zheng didn't take care of Shen Wenle, nor did he arrange a place to sleep for Shen Wenle.

If his conjecture comes true...to be honest, he doesn't have the slightest affection for Shen Wenle.

Didi da da.

The wall clock was walking feebly, and it was getting quieter and quieter around late at night. Shen Wenle, a junior high school student who had not had a good night's sleep in the past few days, finally couldn't resist the drowsiness of the quiet atmosphere and fell asleep on the desk where he was doing his homework.

Fang Zheng is still looking at the files, not at all sleepy.

According to the file, the so-called nightmare scarecrow only appears in his sleep.

The night passed quietly, and nothing happened to the outside world.

The little skull, facing the early education video downloaded on the tablet, sat quietly all night.

She doesn't need to sleep like a human.

Looking at Shen Wenle who was sleeping soundly, Fang Zheng fell into thought.

Will Shen Wenle, who is sleeping now, threaten nearby residents?

Will nearby residents also have scarecrows in their dreams like Shen Wenle’s parents and neighbors of Shen Wenle’s home?

This Shen Wenle seems to have become the source of a virus.

Where can I take the nightmare seed wherever I go,

Viruses spreading nightmare seeds everywhere...

However, thinking of Mr. Zuo’s attitude and the attitude of the Special Operations Department, it seems that Mr. Fu’s Mingdian is more like a special shelter?

The Special Operations Department once told Shen Wenle that Mr. Fu’s dark shop could solve his nightmare.

After learning about the situation, Mr. Zuo also agreed to let Shen Wenle live in Mingdian.

This matter is about human life after all.

Fangzheng hesitated and asked Little Skeleton to look after the shop while he got up and walked to Mr. Zuo's shop next door.

"Did Mr. Fu teach you to go yin?" After Founder gave a general explanation of Shen Wenle's affairs and the worry in his heart, Mr. Zuo did not answer the question.

"What?" Founder didn't react for a moment.

Mr. Zuo: "Since you have your own thoughts in your mind, why not look for the answer in your own mind through the perspective of the dead?"

Founder was surprised.

The deceased in Mr. Zuo's mouth refers to those neighbours who died tragically near Shen Wenle's home?

Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of his first experience of going to the yin. It was also through the perspective of the deceased to trace the whereabouts of the evil mirror spirit.

The living person has the living person's spiritual world, and the dead person has the dead person's spiritual world.

The living have a psychologist, and the dead have vaginal discharge.

"I'm just a part-time temporary worker. Mr. Fu hasn't taught me to go overcast." Fang Zheng was honest.

Mr. Zuo was not surprised, but instead asked: "Do you know why this child was sent to Mr. Fu's Ming shop?"

Fang Zheng thought: "Because of such mysterious and weird incidents, the people of the Special Operations Department can't solve them?"

"They can only solve the visible ghosts in front of them?"

Founder was answering, but also with a kind of temptation.

He mentioned the Special Operations Department specifically in front of Mr. Zuo, just to see how Mr. Zuo would react.

"You are very smart." Mr. Zuo didn't answer yes or no, but seemed to indicate otherwise.

"Don't worry, the Mingdian at night is safer than during the day."

Founder has already got the answer.

Then got up and left.

Are you going overcast?

On the way back, these two words kept appearing in Fang Zheng's mind as if lingering.

But thinking about it, I dispelled the idea.

Mysterious, weird, and supernatural events can't even be solved by the people in the Special Operations Department.

Thinking of the two psychic game posts of Bloody Mary and Penxian is like a basin of cold water to extinguish the heat in Fang Zheng's heart. Don't confiscated the gray air, but take his own life.

The ghosts of psychic games are generally too evil and weird, so it is better to provoke them as little as possible.

As long as Shen Wenle, a junior high school student, come to Mr. Fu’s Ming shop on time every night, everything will be handled by Mr. Fu himself after Mr. Fu returns.

Shen Wenle can get safe shelter in Mingdian.

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking, a white fish belly turned up unknowingly at the end of the sky, and Mr. Zuo's shop next door was closed.

At seven o'clock in the morning, junior high school student Shen Wenle woke up in a particularly good spirit. It seemed that he had been tortured continuously. Only on this night did he sleep more securely than ever.

During the day, someone from the Special Operations Department came to pick up Shen Wenle on time.

Wait for the night before sending it over, and spend the night in Mingdian.

However!

This time until it was completely dark and into the night, it was almost 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening, and I never saw Shen Wenle. Founder suddenly had a bad feeling.

All night, Fang Zheng did not see Shen Wenle.

Fang Zheng is worried, but he doesn't know how to contact people in the Special Operations Department. And even if you get in touch, you don't know what kind of identity you should speak with?

On the contrary, he has made great progress in martial arts these days.

Practicing Yijin Washing Marrow Sutra and "Magic Ape Meditation View" persistently every day, finally completed the fourth level of Yijin Washing Marrow Sutra to perfection, and began to practice the fifth level.

And the visualization of the three parts of "Magic Ape Meditation View", after so many days of practice, has also been completely completed.

Next, he will prepare to sprint "The Fifth Level of Yijin Washing Marrow Sutra" with all his strength to prepare for the practice of "The Third Level of Nine Suns Magical Art".

On the second day of Shen Wenle's future Ming shop, people from the Special Operations Department who hadn't appeared again for a whole day appeared in the Ming shop again, but at the same time, they also brought a corpse.

It is actually Shen Wenle.

This junior high school is alive and dead...

Without waiting for Fang Zheng's surprise, someone from the Special Operations Department brought bad news.

After Shen Wenle's death, the scarecrow's nightmare did not disappear. People from the Special Operations Department brought Shen Wenle's corpse, hoping that Fang Zheng could go out of the shadows once to uncover all the mysteries and find the nightmare scarecrow.

When he heard the request from the Special Operations Department, Fang Zheng was surprised and helpless.

He really doesn't go overcast.

Why do everyone think he will go overcast?