There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 292: Sister’s skin

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Founder impatiently answered the sentence Gao Shu painted, and was about to walk towards the high platform where the thirty-five brides stood.

But right now!

Crack, click...

The ground where the foot passed by began to be trampled empty like a thin sheet of paper, and as the tombkeeper died, everything around it became a paper-bound world.

The original villa no longer exists.

It's a paper house.

There was a residual fire from the battle, which ignited the surrounding paper bundles, and soon turned into a fierce fire, burned out, and turned into patches of black ash floating in the sky.

Special spirit +1.

Fang Zheng was taken aback.

This is to show that... the paper-tied house in front of you is also a magic weapon?

"But why, this time there is no memory of the Underworld Wraith Wraith?" Fang Zheng looked thinking.

But Founder immediately figured out the reason.

It should be a ghost weapon, which is also divided into wild equipment and main equipment.

Wild equipment is tantamount to being uncontrollable, and the wraiths in the underworld will run out uncontrollably, creating dark pollution.

And the master's phantom weapon has been surrendered or controlled.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.

Thinking about this, after Fang Zheng raised his head, he was surprised to find that when the paper zha villa was burnt out, and he walked on a layer of ashes, where he was actually was underground, as if he had entered before. In the third dormitory, the entire underground was hollowed out.

At this moment, as the paper house disappears, the underground finally reveals its true face, full of devastation, and there are pits and pits that have been dug up everywhere, and...the bones, human bones, and human skulls exposed in the pits and pits.

The cemetery?

The mass grave?

Looking at everything in front of him, Fang Zheng knew it all at once.

Why are there the wandering sounds of death prisoners’ ghosts in this non-staple food processing factory,

Why do you hear the knocking sound of something like a hard object in the factory,

All of the above, as long as you think of the life characteristics of the tomb-keeper, everything is clear.

Because!

In front of Fang Zheng's eyes, there suddenly appeared a pile of man-made bone hills!

That pile of white bone hills should be the practice place for the tomb guard.

The course of the matter should be that the Baita Industrial Park was once a place where many dead people were buried, such as the suppression of snake monsters, mass graves or cemeteries, and all the mess appeared in the same place, and things like this Places were not uncommon in the past. Afterwards, they usually choose to build schools, community real estate, shopping malls, etc., with the help of the prosperous popularity, to suppress the things underneath and prevent them from running out and making chaos.

After a while, the tomb guard found this place, so he hung in the Baita Industrial Park secretly.

Then I use paper to pierce people every night, like a dirty mouse hiding in the ground, digging out the bones, and use the special Yin Qi magnetic field to cultivate. That pile of artificially piled bone hills is the best proof.

Because digging up the grave and digging up the corpse, it disturbed the souls of the dead, so the ghosts of death row prisoners later ran out to make chaos.

At the same time, it also explains why there are ding, ding hard objects percussive sound, precisely because the grave guards are manipulating the paper piercing people every night, hiding under this ground and digging the graves. .

When Fang Zheng wanted to understand everything in front of him, he once again looked at the thirty-five brides who were standing still in the dark.

Fangzheng sighed, feeling a little frustrated.

"The deceased enter the soil for peace, and the living feel at ease. I will take you home..."

The fake Ida Wang, who is Gao Shu's painting, looked at Fang Zheng: "They are all alive, where are you going to bury them?"

Huh?

What?

Gao Shu's painting: "The mentality of the guardians of the tomb is very distorted. For the sake of spiritual practice and longevity, they do not hesitate to refine themselves into paper people. Therefore, they hate the living people in this world and want to destroy everything around them, hoping that all Just like them, people can become humans, humans, ghosts, and ghosts. Of course, this probability is definitely impossible, otherwise the tombkeeper would have been extinct; It is a deformed monster, so I am more eager to find a human body again."

"It is precisely because of this special psychological distortion that there is such a farce in front of him. Fill the inner twisted world. After all, the gravekeeper is not a necrophilia."

Fang Zheng reacted at once: "But they are dead?"

Gao Shuhua said lightly: "They just lost consciousness for a while and were sealed off by the tomb guard. Don't forget, the outside world is always looking for these missing persons who are missing."

After listening to Gao Shu's explanation, Fang Zheng smiled.

Grinned openly.

Same as the joy he felt when he smashed his fleece to a dozen wisps of spirit for the first time.

"Ada Wang, uh, no, it is a painting by Gao Shu. I found that when you are not guilty of secondary school, you are still very attractive when speaking."

"Of course, that's just a little bit." Fang Zheng used his thumb and index finger to sign the gap.

Gao Shuhua: "I am the half-sister of Gao Shuhua, Gao Zhongli..."

Fang Zheng snorted: "You really are not Gao Shu painting? Gao Shu painting is really not here?"

Fang Zheng looked at Ada Wang in front of him, his eyes a little bit ready to move.

If it's not Gao Shu's painting, there is no employer relationship, can it be...

"The human skin of..." After Gao Shu drew a pant, looking at the dangerous aura in Fang Zheng's eyes, he said the last few words that he hadn't finished.

Founder: "..."

"So, in addition to Gao Hu, you also made your sister a painter?"

Snake woman.

Poison like a snake.

What other scorpions... I'm waiting online, I'm very anxious.

The image painted by Gao Shu has renewed a new height in Fang Zheng's mind.

Whether it is Gao Hu or Gao Zhongli, both are the half-siblings of Gao Shu’s paintings. Fang Zheng doesn’t know if there is any reason involved, but he thinks about it and sometimes thinks from another angle. If so, Gao Shu’s painting life experience is actually quite pitiful...

But this is someone else’s family affair, and Fang Zheng didn’t go to the bottom of it uninterestingly.

Next, Fang Zheng was about to rescue the thirty-five brides, and asked Gao Shuhua to use the Painted Ghost to help him save others. At the same time, he asked Gao Shu about one thing: "Is it like you practitioners who have been handed down from generation to generation since ancient times, everyone has a ghost weapon?"

Founder rubbed his chin, thinking about a big deal in his heart.

Gao Shu's painting: "In our City God's circle, the use of the power of the underworld weapon has always been forbidden. Although the power of the underworld weapon is very powerful, it is also very susceptible to backlash and spiritual pollution."

"But there is no guarantee that there will be fallen people willing to surrender to the power of the devil."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng showed regret in his eyes.

Listening to Gao Shu's paintings, she doesn't have any dungeons on her body. On the contrary, he will not have a psychological burden if he inserts Gao Shu's paintings again...