There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 334: Kids stop crying
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"Forgot how you inserted me before?"
Founder: "I'm sick."
"Push me as hard as before."
Founder: "Just plug in and you can save someone?"
Well, Fang Zheng didn't hesitate this time, he simply and rudely inserted into Gao Shu's painting, and said in his heart, I am here to save people.
Oh, no, it shouldn’t be said to be inserted into Gao Shu’s painting body,
This time it was inserted directly into Gao Shuhua's sister, Gao Zhongli's body.
Puff!
Huh? Fang Zheng frowned.
The feeling of getting into the body this time is a bit different from what Gao Shu painted last time.
When Gao Zhong was inserted into the body this time, there was obviously a sense of blockage and tight wrapping.
"Your body..." Fang Zheng's eyes were stunned, and he immediately stretched his palm back, and then saw that there was flesh and blood in Gao Zhongli's skin, just like normal human body tissues.
Fangzheng inserted Gao Zhongli's chest.
I saw in the broken chest,
There are bones, flesh and blood, and beating lung lobes,
It's just like a normal person.
"This is not a skin?" This was Fang Zheng's first reaction.
"No, although you have flesh and blood, but I did not sense the breath of life from the flesh and blood and organs in your body."
"Who the **** are you!!"
Gao Shuhua looked at Fang Zheng in such a calm manner, as if saying something unrelated to him: "Continue to insert me."
"How did you insert me the last time, how did you insert me this time."
Fangzheng realized something, poof!
His hand is inserted into the chest of Gao Zhongli's skin again,
But this time he didn’t choose to pull it out,
Instead, with a hot, blazing breath, the pure Yang Zhen Qi that just reached the sun burst into Gao Zhongli's skin.
Under Fang Zheng's control, the flesh, organs and tissues in the skin melted one after another, and the black liquid that smelled like black blood in Datan Datan was flowing out along the wound on the chest.
Pure Yang Zhenqi enters the body, which is obviously uncomfortable for Gao Shu's paintings.
At this moment, she is tantamount to giving up all resistance and allowing Fang to ravage and abuse her body, while the hot, blazing breath rushes into her body.
As time lasted, Gao Shu's painted lips gradually turned blue and purple, and his breath gradually weakened. In this situation, it is as if a person has been brought into the body by an evil wind. For ghosts, the evil wind is pure yang energy.
Fortunately, the time didn't last long, all the strange flesh and blood in the skin melted away, and finally turned into black blood and overflowed.
Fangzheng's palm inserted into the chest of the skin sac was not immediately withdrawn. Looking at the painting of Gao Shu in front of him, a strange color flashed across his eyes...
At this moment, Xiao Hei yelled softly and came to Fang Zheng on his own initiative.
"Is this guy telling me to plug it in?" Fang Zheng was stunned, his heart moved.
At this time, Xiao Hei was screaming again, turning around at Fang Zheng’s feet, as if seeing Fang Zheng kicking others, the cats are jealous, why didn’t he also kick him when he was jealous, so he was urging Fang Zheng to rush in too. It's the same.
"Go, you are a cat cursing to add to the chaos." When Xiao Hei interrupted like this, Fang Zheng had to pull his hand out of Gao Shu's painting with a little regret.
Meow! !
Xiao Hei was anxious, his two front paws scratched the ground desperately, then he raised his head to look at Fang Zheng, screamed, then continued to lower his head and two front paws desperately scratching the ground, and meowed his head to look at Fang Zheng, not many times, this The front paws of a silly cat made a big hole in the ground.
Puff!
Xiao Hei finally got what he wanted and was inserted into the body with Fang's hand.
Huh?
Fang Zheng caught a foreign body in Xiao Hei, and after pulling it out suddenly, it turned out to be the head of a baby. At this moment, the baby's head was on the palm of Fangzheng's palm, and his mouth opened and closed as if he was eating something.
And let out a shrill night cry.
The baby's head saw Fang Zheng, and he just opened his mouth and exhaled a green corpse gas towards Fangzheng. The corpse smell was pungent, but at this moment, the baby's head seemed to have seen some horrible scene. With a stern and sharp cry, he closed his mouth in shock and stopped crying obediently.
Sometimes, there was a ghost bride lying on him behind Fang Zheng.
The ghost bride did not let go of the baby's head.
Peng!
The baby's head was directly blown back into fly ash.
At the same time, a ray of green spirit invisible to outsiders was swallowed by human skin scriptures.
Special spirit +1.
"What was that just now?" Fang Zheng was startled, then turned to look at Gao Shuhua. He still doesn't understand the situation.
"Corpse resentment, a kind of resentment from the bones of countless dead people, a kind of evil resentment born because of the long buried underground." Gao Shu's painting made Fang Zheng's eyes stunned.
The special spirit energy is equivalent to the level of the night wanderer, compared with the level in the ghost, it is the ghost eater above the tengu.
No wonder Gao Shuhua and Xiao Hei would turn to him for help.
As for why the corpse hated Gao Shu's painting and Xiao Hei, the word "ghost-eating" alone can explain everything.
"If it is really a ghost born from the condensed grievances of the dead body, why is it a baby kid? Shouldn't it be someone with more grievances?"
"The ancients have always believed that newborn babies are the simplest and the most evil. They have no concept of right and wrong, and no distractions. In their eyes, hate is hate, resentment is resentment, regardless of right or wrong and innocence. Once they have resentment, they will Easily become a resentful spirit, and then vent the grievances in your heart ten times a hundred times, without any scruples. And because of simplicity, you will complain more thoroughly, will complain more powerfully, accumulate grievances faster, and grow faster. So the baby died early. No matter which country it is in, it has been regarded as unknown from ancient times to the present. Do you remember the history of Tao Keng Po? A dead person in a village, coupled with so many years of grievance swallowed, is enough to turn a baby into a corpse grievance."
"Isn't this the bear kid?"
Silence.
Gao Shu's painting: "It can also be understood in this way."
"You haven't answered me yet, how can I rescue them?" Fang Zheng pointed to Li Dacheng's uncle and nephew.
However, Gao Shuhua's answer is somewhat intriguing.
"Compared with the burden of binding hands and feet for the rest of the time, I feel that if they stay in the mourning hall, they will at least be temporarily safe."
"If you die in the hands of King Lao, it will happen that you save some effort, and you don't have to save people in vain, because saving is also in vain."
Gao Shu's words are cruel,
It's like she has always acted like she is not a good person.
However, Gao Shu's painting suggestions are undoubtedly the best way to deal with the most helplessness at the moment.
Fang Zheng was silent.
Boom! !
The red sword air is like a horse training, and there is a burning wave in the air. Everything along the way is shattered. The blasted buildings turn into confetti in the air, and they are immediately ignited by the heat wave in the air, turning into the sky. The fire rain illuminates the sky over the village.
"King Lao, don't you want to avenge your grandson, don't you want to kill me!"
"I have already come, come on, come and kill me!!"
"I want to see what you can do! Did you kill me or I killed you today? I even prepared a tailor-made coffin for you!"
"Do you know how your two grandsons died in the first place? One of them died when my neck was broken, and the other died under the horrible knife in my hand!"
Fang Zheng carried a long knife, followed the path of a knife chopping, and slammed into the backyard with a murderous look.
Because he opened the mourning hall and exposed the backyard, he finally found the source of the river lights. He saw a small paper boat and the river lights running along the river flowing through the back door of the backyard, bringing their relatives. His mourning and remembrance slowly drifted far away.
And I saw...