There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 335: Yin Gathering Place

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Fangzheng finally understands,

What happened to the paper boats and lights in this river?

The river is full of white silk and white paper lanterns, ghostly and very dark,

There is a figure in a black robe, sitting with his back to the other side, sitting cross-legged and lonely on the cover of a blood-colored coffin by the river. Because he is facing the square, he can't see his appearance.

I saw the paper boats and river lights folded in his hands, then he bent down and moved gently into the river, drifting away along the water.

The rickety and sluggish back is no different from a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man, and an overly sad late old man.

It’s just that weird but the next scene. The figure in the black robe sitting on the lid of the blood-colored coffin does not have origami in his hands. Those river lanterns are all ghosts, and then they fold out the river lanterns in their hands. Then bend down and put it into the river to go down the river.

On both sides of the river bank stood wandering ghosts with hollow eyes and sluggish expressions on their faces, ghosts, letting the black robe figure by the river hold them, fold them into river lanterns, willing to use their own ghosts as fuel, incarnate only one by one. River lights by candlelight.

Faced with the weird scene in front of him, Fang Zheng, who was carrying a long knife, narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flickered in it.

As for the voice of Founder,

The figure in a black robe that is slouch and slow is unheard of, I haven’t heard it,

Continue to crouch on his back, like the most ordinary and simple country hunchback old man, repeating the origami boat in his hand over and over again...If there is no coffin sitting under him...

The river lamp is a place for the living people to miss,

Memorialize the departed relatives with sorrow and longing.

This is a folk custom to remember the deceased relatives, and it also contains many taboos and mysteries among the folks.

If you see a river lantern, don’t fish it. Fishing for a river lantern is like taking a ghost home.

But the weirdness in front of us at this moment is far more than that simple,

There are even more evil ones! !

I saw more ghosts crawling out of the river. Some of these ghosts were wearing ancient clothes, some wearing clothes from decades ago, and some urban men and women wearing modern clothes.

At this moment, these ghosts seem to have been manipulated. After crawling out from the bottom of the river, they stood silently on both sides of the river bank, and then lined up one by one to the black-robed figure sitting on the blood-colored coffin...

Afterwards,

A river lantern was folded by the black robe figure on the coffin.

Two weird fingers are exposed under the black robe. The left hand is skinny like eagle's claws, and the right hand is a pale and pale paper palm with lack of muscle lines. Each river lantern passes through these weird hands. Folded into a river lamp, it was gently put into the river water.

Since seeing the figure in the black robe sitting alone on the bank of the river, Xiao Hei, who had been quietly following Fang Zheng’s feet, suddenly arched his body with tight muscles, the black hair exploded like pointed needles, and the cat’s eyes were erected. Hitomi stared at the figure in the black robe without blinking, and his throat made a dangerous low growl before the cat attacked.

Looking at Xiao Hei's grudge appearance, Fang Zheng knew without guessing that the figure in the black robe in front of him was the King Lao who injured Xiao Hei last time.

The sense of movement and smell must be inherently sensitive to humans.

Xiao Hei must have smelled a familiar breath from the person in front of him.

"Be careful, because of the old history, the magnetic field of heaven and earth is active, coupled with the combination of the Yin Qi emitted by the Ghost Village Hades and the special magnetic field of heaven and earth here, this place has become a place of gathering Yin. The longer the time delays, the gathering The more ghosts will come." Gao Shuhua reminded Fang Zheng.

"And this ghost village ghost tool is very weird, I am afraid it is not as simple as it is in front of you."

"If I wait for King Lao to make anatomical materials for you, how much will I offer?" Fang Zheng suddenly said, saying this to Gao Shuhua.

Gao Shuhua took a look at Fangzheng, and then at Wang Lao, the two words without emotional fluctuations in her voice: "Don't."

Fang Zheng was taken aback first,

Then he laughed loudly, bang bang, striding meteors under his feet, like two elephant legs violently stepping on the ground, the river tumbling violently, leaving a string of footprints under his feet, holding a long knife and striding towards the direction of King Lao.

The war broke out directly.

There are not too many dialogues and inner monologues. This is an endless hatred, and there is no room for maneuver.

Roar!

Suddenly a huge gray ghost hand was shot under the river, and Fang Zheng directly saw a thick red sword air like a waterfall. The hot, hot Nine Sun God Gang turned into a sword air and burst out, booming!

The huge ghost hand was split with a knife, like an avalanche, half of the palm of the hand was split and exploded, turning into a large number of ghosts, and these split ghosts, as soon as they came into contact with the burning sword energy of the sun, they immediately peng, peng, peng ...

Normal spirit +1, +1, +1,

Blow! Blow!

These ghosts are all too weak. In front of Fang's current face, there is no resistance at all, and even the energy escaping from his sword energy can't resist.

It's hard to imagine that this is just the result of Fang Zheng's practice for just three months.

He was three months ago,

Even the most common ghost,

They were all reluctantly killed.

Now, he has no fear of even a century of ghosts.

Fang Zheng let out a hearty laughter after killing so happily today.

At this moment, Fang Zheng looked at the densely crowded ghosts on the bank of the river, his eyes shining,

That is a series of $$$$......

"Wang Lao, is this your method? Come on, come and kill me!"

"Do you know how I killed your two grandchildren in the first place? They died miserably. There was no whole body before death. One of them was screwed off by my own hands, and the other was slashed like a pig. Lower your head, do you see the knife in my hand? It was the knife in my hand that cut off my head."

"Aren't you trying to avenge your two grandsons? Come on, I have taken the initiative to deliver it today!"

Fang Zheng deliberately angered King Lao.

Sure enough!

A huge ghost hand reunited in the river and patted Fangzheng.

Boom!

Boom!

"Haha, have a good time! Have a good time!"

Normal spirit +1, +1, +1...

+10……

"Yes, yes, don't stop, just like this, kill me hard!"

"Don't stop!"

"Have fun! Really happy!"

Fang Zheng suddenly fell in love with this yin gathering place.

For others, this ghost village is full of weirdness, especially the special effects of the place of gathering shadows, which may be a big headache for others.

For Fang Zheng, it is his golden treasure land of monster-slashing and brushing experience, and his treasure-gathering land.

As for King Lao, he is still playing deep and unpredictable.

I haven't taken a shot personally from beginning to end.

But soon, Gao Shu's picture becomes weird,

Xiao Hei's cat face is dumbfounded? ?

"Lao Wang, you are really strong."

"No way, I can't make any progress."

"King Lao, you intend to use these ghosts to drag me to death, right? King Lao really deserves to be King Lao, sinister and despicable."

Fang Zheng was panting like a cow, and it seemed that the battle situation was tense, but Gao Shuhua and Xiao Hei clearly watched Fang Zheng stand still, with a relaxed and comfortable face, chopping over the big ghost palms that came out of the river again and again.

There is no danger and tension at all.