There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 373: Weird

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Fang Zheng looked at the vast mist behind him,

The figure of the old monk has disappeared,

A suspicion emerged in his mind, why did the old monk build a temple in the spiritual world of the dead?

Is the Lingyin Temple really the famous Lingyin Temple in reality?

And what's the matter with the tired bones on the shore?

To build Lingyin Temple on piles of bones, does it mean to suppress or eliminate demons?

At the same time, Fang Zheng was also curious in his heart. Is the old monk also known as a yin person, or a master monk who knows how to walk yin?

It turns out that people who are in the past can also crash?

This really surprised Fang Zheng, and once again subverted his previous cognition.

At this moment, Fang Zheng really had too many questions in his mind. He looked at the back of Mr. Fu who had been focusing on punting, and wanted to ask the question in his mind. But when he thought of Mr. No matter what he hears or sees along the way, don't make a sound. He can only hold back his voice like a monkey.

He was itchy all the way.

The boat is still on the road...

Wow! Wow!

Wow! Wow!

It's the sound of water strokes.

However, Fang Zheng was wondering how the sound of the stroke sounded like an echo. Mr. Fu stroked it, and a stroke echoed in the thick fog.

"No, it's not an echo, it's someone! Someone is paddling in the river!"

"Could it be that the dark shadows under the water are coming out?"

Listen carefully, the sound of the stroke came from the thick fog in front, because it was mixed with the sound of Mr. Fu's stroke, so it sounded like an echo when you were not paying attention.

Then Fang Zheng saw that it was actually a straight corpse walking on the water in the river, floating up and down in the water, showing only a head.

Fang Zheng looked surprised.

He always thought that the river could not be launched because there was something terrifying under the river. But the scene in front of him made him feel a little unresponsive for a while.

Whether it is the previous old monk who built the temple in the spiritual world of the dead,

It's still a straight corpse that can walk in the river,

All of them are subverting the three worlds of yin-traveling that Founder has constructed in the past time and time again.

The reason why Fangzheng could see at a glance that a straight corpse was walking in the river was because of his strong life, he also wanted to understand, no wonder he would walk blatantly in the river.

"Could it be that this straight corpse is also a person who is in the dark?" Fang Zheng stared at the straight corpse thoughtfully. Seeing that Mr. Fu had not taken any action, he couldn't help but guess like that.

Just when Fang Zheng found the straight corpse, the straight corpse also found Fang Zheng. The body was submerged, and the straight corpse walking on water, just glanced at Fang Zheng and turned his eyes away, and finally stayed on Mr. Fu for a long time. Can.

At this time, the ship was approaching the straight corpse.

But the straight corpse did not make an attack.

He is still walking on the water in the river.

Suddenly, a lone boat appeared in the sea of ​​fog. The boat was empty and there was no one on it. Just then, with the sound of water, the straight corpse raised his hand and grabbed the edge, and then boarded the lone boat wet all over.

At this time, Fang Zheng noticed that there were two long iron chains attached to the body of the straight corpse, dragging a sarcophagus at the bottom of the river and carrying it on the boat.

What is in the sarcophagus?

Is it really salvaged from under the river?

It seems to be amazing?

Is this the purpose of this yin-walker, looking for a coffin?

Fang Zheng wanted to take a closer look, but at this moment, Mr. Fu, who hadn't stopped for a while, had already punted away and was surrounded by dense fog again.

Fangzheng turned his head again reluctantly. At this time, he was itchy, and there were too many questions in his heart, and he wanted to ask.

……

The boat walked for a while, and in the thick fog, Fang Zheng heard movement again.

This time, I saw an old man on the shore, holding a shovel, digging a well.

The reason why it is said to be digging a well, because the opening of the hole is not wide, and it does not look like it is digging a hole.

Behind that man, seven or eight wells have been dug. What's even more frightening is that a corpse can be dug out from each well because there is a corpse beside each well.

A well is equal to a corpse.

Seven or eight wells are equivalent to burying seven or eight corpses. It turned out that the old man was digging up corpses. Looking at the weird scene in front of him, Fang Zheng thought to himself, is there a murder and burial?

This digger is looking for a corpse in the shadows?

I don’t know how many corpses he is looking for. I just hope that fewer people will die...

The old man was digging a well. When he noticed Mr. Fu and Fang Zheng, he stopped his hands and watched the boat's departure quietly.

Until it was swallowed by dense fog.

Then after the thick fog that Fang Zheng couldn't see, he continued to lower his head to dig a well and dig the corpse.

……

I don’t know how long it has passed,

Without the sun and moon as a time reference, time here has long lost its meaning as in reality.

At this time, the boat sailed into a battlefield, the broken steel battleship, the stranded destroyer, the frigate broken in two...without exception, all of them were rusty and decayed.

A large number of huge ships and artillery are stranded and sunk densely here.

They entered a battlefield.

Don't need to explain from Mr. Fu, Fang Zheng has already subconsciously held his breath. They can enter this battlefield, which shows that this place is also the spiritual world of the dead that remains after death.

Fang is looking at Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu is still rowing and moving on.

Suddenly, Fang Zheng felt the water vapor and violent strong wind behind him, and he rushed forward. He immediately turned around and saw the masts standing tall in the thick fog behind him, with a strong historical atmosphere. The sailboat, breaking through the dense fog, came swiftly from behind.

The water vapor comes from their high-speed ride on the wind and waves.

These ancient ships deliberately bypassed Fangzheng and Mr. Fu. They rode the wind and waves, and sailed through the clouds and sailed to the sea. Their speed was not comparable to that of Mr. Fu’s boat. They quickly passed by, much shorter than that. Clipped sampan boat.

Fang Zheng looked up and saw densely packed figures standing on the ancient ship. These people looked solemn and stood neatly lined up with the steel aura and strict discipline of a soldier.

When Fang was looking up at the figure on the ship, the people on the side of the ship also noticed Fang Zheng.

But they were strictly disciplined, like an army rushing to the battlefield to fight. No one made a sound. More than a dozen ancient ships with masts sailed into the thick fog ahead.

Especially there are several Taoist figures among them, each with a breath of terrifying energy.

Just when Fang Zheng's ups and downs hadn't calmed down, in the thick fog that couldn't be seen in the front, shouts of killing and thunder broke out, and...the line of battleships burst into thunder and thunder fire.

Ordinary spirit energy from the battlefield +1.

+1, +1, +1...

Fang Zheng was surprised at first, and then took a slight breath. Where is this battlefield? Why is the noise so fierce?

A war broke out directly in the spiritual world of the dead! !

Devil guards!

Clear the universe!