There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 117: The cursed scarecrow

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In his sleep, Fang Zheng saw a mature rice field with a scarecrow inserted in the rice field.

The scarecrow in the daytime is not terrible.

But at night, the scarecrow was cursed and turned into a scarecrow with open arms, tied to a wooden frame by thorns, and made into flesh and blood scarecrow...Shen Wenle.

It's actually that Xiaopangdun junior high school student Shen Wenle!

It's just that I'm hungry and skinny at night.

Every night when night falls, the cursed scarecrow Shen Wenle will **** murder in the rice fields. Every night, outsiders broke into the rice fields, some escaped from hunting and some died from killings.

It just went round and round.

It seems that when night falls, the cursed Shen Wenle becomes a walking corpse controlled by evil spirits.

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Fangzheng wanted to wake up several times and tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids had been heavy as if he had been filled with lead, causing him to be dragged into his dreams again and again.

Fang Zheng did not give up, tried hard for a long time, and finally opened his eyes slowly. At this moment, he just woke up, his head was still a little groggy, and the foreground object gradually came into his eyes. He was still in Shen Wenle’s home, Fang Zheng Surprised.

Sweat coldly on his back.

He actually fell asleep while walking in the shade!

Is it because of Shen Wenle?

Nightmare carrier relationship?

There is also the cursed scarecrow in the dream who was hungry and skinny and tied to a wooden frame by spikes and thorns. Could it really be Shen Wenle?

Speaking of which...the people who accidentally break into the rice fields every night are the outside victims who are dragged into the nightmare world?

Other people dream of scarecrow chasing them, but Shen Wenle is actually chasing them?

However, Shen Wenle seems to be out of control. During the day, he is an ordinary scarecrow, driving away birds in obscurity, but at night, he is a bloodthirsty scarecrow controlled by evil spirits.

At this moment, Fang Zheng was already completely asleep. With the help of the hidden door, he looked into Shen Wenle's bedroom, but Shen Wenle on the bed was gone.

Fang Zheng's face changed.

This psychic divination is really evil!

At this moment, Fang Zheng didn't dare to be big at all, and hurriedly took out the wood carving of Killing God Baiqi. When he was holding Killing God Baiqi in his hand, Fang Zheng felt relieved.

The killing **** Bai Qi has never responded, which means that no ghosts have attacked him before.

Fang Zheng turned his head and looked at the wall clock at 8:35 in the evening.

He was in the nightmare for so long, only to fall asleep for three or four minutes before and after?

At this time, the evil spirits on his neck stepped on the purgatory jade plate, and there was always a warm current circulating between Fang Zheng's body and the jade plate. Is this piece of spiritual jade working? Founder found a sense of warmth and security.

Without this piece of spiritual jade, I am afraid that he would be in a nightmare just like everyone else.

Fang Zheng settled his mind, and cautiously pushed open the door of Shen Wenle's bedroom, wanting to double-check whether Shen Wenle was still in the bedroom.

However!

Just when Fang Zheng was about to open the door of Shen Wenle's bedroom, he creaked... the security door at the porch behind, and at the same time there was a soft opening sound.

Then there is the sound of the security door closing gently.

Fang Zheng's heart jumped, something came in!

Hold your breath for one second, two seconds, like in a house that has been solidified and dark for a thousand years, the air is quiet and depressing, leaving only Fang Zheng alone with the whistle, whistle, and slight breathing.

Fang Zheng frowned and quietly approached the Xiang Xuan Guan.

There was nothing at the entrance, and at this moment, there was another movement in the shadow world behind him.

Cracking, the sound of the door opening softly, followed by the sound of booming and closing again, the sound from Shen Wenle's bedroom, Fang Zheng turned around and looked over.

Shen Wenle's bedroom originally had a vacant crack in the door, but at the moment it was closed tightly.

"Can the evil scarecrow in the psychic divination discover my existence even if it is in the shadows?"

"Then this thing is very scary?"

"When did I begin to expose again? Was it in the middle school sports equipment room, or when Shen Wenle was sleeping?"

"Or, after death, Shen Wenle's spiritual world of the dead is reappearing the ability to drag people into nightmares? Is it because Shen Wenle's ability to use it is exposed, or because I failed to drag into the nightmare this time, I will be exposed? "

At this moment, creaking... the door was pushed gently, followed by the sound of a soft door closing, this time from the direction of the bathroom!

Founder plans to leave Shen Wenle's home first.

His mission from the beginning to the end was to find Han Peng's whereabouts, instead of facing a very likely evil spirit in this small room and falling into a passive and dangerous situation.

The anti-theft door of Shen Wenle's house opened inward, and when Fang Zheng opened the door, an abnormality suddenly appeared!

On the outside of the anti-theft door, there was a person hanging silently on the outside. When Fang Zheng opened the anti-theft door inward, the person suddenly rushed towards Fangzheng.

It was Shen Wenle who had disappeared from the bedroom.

Shen Wenle at this time is exactly the same as the cursed scarecrow in the nightmare.

But at this moment!

Fang Zheng has been holding the white wood carving of the killing god, suddenly the sword intent rushes into the sky, and a sword aura like a black waterfall burst out.

Boom!

The whole community shook suddenly, like a nine-day thunderbolt falling, and the momentum was shocking. The entire sixth floor was cut through a huge gap by sword energy.

As for the cursed scarecrow, Fang Zheng clearly saw that he was torn into pieces by the black sword aura, which was a lore.

"Is this...is the evil spirit too weak, or is the killing **** Bai Qi carved by Zuo Qianhu too domineering and strong?"

"Or is it not the evil spirit that was killed just now, so it was so easy to be killed?"

Fang Zheng was surprised at first, and then he was happy. He couldn't put it down and looked at the wooden sculpture in his hand. As expected, he was a murderer in vain.

The First World War lore.

It's his amulet now.

No wonder Mr. Fu asked him to look for wood carvings and jade tiles again. It turned out that Mr. Fu had already grasped the situation.

It's just that this time I didn't get any gray air.

Is it because it’s a yin relationship here?

Seeing that the cursed scarecrow had been killed, Fang Zheng returned to Shen Wenle's bedroom this time, intending to find the set of cards Shen Wenle had taken out for divination.

As a result, not only was there no one in the bedroom, but even the cards disappeared.

Originally, Founder wanted to see what kind of psychic divination card it was, and it was so evil.

"Because all of this is a recurrence of past memories, the card itself has not appeared? What I saw before is just a memory?" Fang Zheng felt that the more he thought about it, the more he thought he was, he was trying to find himself. Worry, simply stop thinking about it.

He is just a little curious about the cards, not necessarily.

There is no need to waste too much energy in this area.

Next, Fang Zheng left Shen Wenle's home directly and began to search for Han Peng's whereabouts. Fortunately, the soul-attracting lamp was still there, and he was still leading the way for Fang Zheng.

Finding Han Peng's whereabouts is the main task this time! !

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Just finished coding, this chapter counts as No. 10, and the No. 10 third shift is offered, a total of four chapters are owed. The business at hand will be finished soon, sorry sorry.