There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 378: Exposure

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Nothing happened on the way down the mountain, and Fang Zheng entered the small village at the foot of the mountain smoothly.

However, as soon as I entered the village, the village was unexpectedly lively. Many villagers were coming and going. It looked like a normal village, and it was not an empty village.

This time is different from the empty cities I have encountered in the past.

Fang Zheng thought, these villagers appeared because of the plot needs in Li Sishui's memory?

Along the way, these villagers could see him, but he, a foreigner, did not attract too much attention from the local villagers... It should be that I have a relationship with the soul-catching lamp, so I am not rejected by Li Sishui’s memory world. Founder could only think of the only reason that made sense.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the villagers can't see the soul-catching lamp on his body, and no one has noticed his abnormality.

"Li Sishui's home, I remember, seems to be living at No. 136 South Road..."

Fangzheng followed the direction of the Lantern and recalled the address of Li Sishui's home mentioned in the file. He seemed to be on the way to Li Sishui's home.

Walking, Fang Zheng walked into a small alley.

On both sides of the alley are newly built three or four-story small buildings in the countryside.

There is also a smelly ditch in the alley, and the ground is full of garbage and sewage, exuding a foul smell.

Fang Zheng was walking. Suddenly, after a dark corner in the alley, a famous old woman with white hair walked in front of Fang Zheng.

The old woman hunched over, like a late old man with a dead end, slow to move, trembling and struggling to walk, she also carried a bamboo basket covered with white cloth strips in her hand, very ordinary and very The simple rural elderly dressing up.

Fang Zheng raised his head and glanced at the back of the old woman, with some thoughts in his eyes, but he was not in a hurry, and slowly followed the old woman, without urging the old woman to give way.

The old woman hunched over and moved slowly. Suddenly, she accidentally fell to the ground, and the bamboo basket she was carrying also fell to the ground.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to help the old man who fell, but his eyes were looking at what fell out of the basket, a puppet girl with double ponytails full of stitches.

Just as Fang Zheng was helping the old man, he snapped, the old man’s palm, he suddenly grasped Fang Zheng hard, the palm was cold, like ice cubes against his skin.

"Have you seen my good granddaughter?"

"She is only five years old."

Huh?

There was no fear in Fang Zheng's eyes. He raised his hand to see the puppet girl who fell out of the basket and was stained with stinky water and sewage, and said: "Old man, isn't your granddaughter there?"

"Have you seen my good granddaughter?"

"She is only five years old."

The old man repeated the same words, and didn't follow Fang Zheng's fingers to look at the puppet **** the floor.

"Old man, it's useless if you keep holding me, why don't you look back first, is that your granddaughter?" Fang Zheng continued to ask the old woman to look back at the puppet **** the ground behind her.

But the old man didn't listen to Fang Zheng's words at all, her palm still clinging to Fang Zheng's wrist, still repeating the same words.

The old man’s hands are very cold, not ordinary cold, but very, very cold. Standing next to the old man is like standing at the air-conditioning outlet of a high-power air conditioner. The yin is very heavy...

"Pretend to be a god!"

Suddenly, a layer of dense ape hair began to emerge quickly on Fang Zheng's wrist, which had been firmly grasped by the old man.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was an abnormal sound of broken bones and a muffled sound of flesh and blood crashing in the small alley.

Normal spirit +1.

Fangzheng dropped the headless corpse with a cracked head in his hand. The hair on his body quickly receded, and then he bent over and picked up the puppet girl doll that fell aside.

As soon as he picked up the puppet, Fang Zheng noticed a strange touch.

Soft?

It's like in the body of this puppet girl doll with double ponytails, not cotton wool, but really flesh and blood?

Tear!

Fang Zheng didn't hesitate, he tore open the puppet, unexpectedly fell out a complete wild cat carcass.

Since ancient times, whether in the East or the West or in Ancient Egypt, cats have been regarded as the psychic creatures closest to hell. They stitched the body of a cat into a puppet. This old woman should have been sad before her life. Illness, when people get old, they get a little mentally upset.

"I was attacked as soon as I arrived. Was this exposed from the very beginning? The first person who was sacrificed to the heavens did something maddening here. As soon as I came in, I was exposed immediately. "

Fangzheng threw away the puppets and the corpses of the wild cat in his hands. He couldn't help but uttered a word. He continued on the road to Li Sishui's house without staying in place too much.

However, Founder also quickly figured out that it was not all a disaster to expose himself so quickly.

It is exposed at the beginning. Although it may be more dangerous, it will also reveal more flaws and clues. Fortune and evil depend on each other.

……

In ten minutes.

Li Sishui’s home.

This is a very ordinary farmhouse. When Fang Zheng came to the door of Li Sishui's house, he happened to see two villagers walking out of Li Sishui's house apologetically.

It was Zhao Yongda and Huang Jianan who were on the mountain before, who scared Li Sishui to sprain their feet.

When the two walked out of the courtyard gate of Li Sishui's house, they happened to meet Fang Zheng, but they just looked at Fang Zheng a few more times, then separated from each other and left in a hurry.

It looks like they went home separately.

Don’t disturb the peace of the world of the dead, and don’t try to influence the direction of the story or the plot. This is a taboo for going overcast, because no one knows what unknown changes will lead to.

This is the spiritual world after death.

If you change the direction of the plot, cause memory disorder, or cause rejection or collapse of the world, no matter what, the consequences are unimaginable.

All he has to do is to keep calm and investigate the truth of the incident.

Rather than being involved in the plot.

So, Fang Zheng finally interrupted the idea of ​​contacting Li Sishui. He planned to find a place where he could monitor Li Sishui all the time and wait for the next memory plot to unfold smoothly.

At the same time, he was groaning.

A few other participants, where are they hiding now?

Are you watching him, a contender for the blessed place, nearby?

As soon as Fang Zheng’s thoughts fell, he discovered that he actually had the potential of a crow’s mouth, because there were three people who were as green and luminous as him, standing on the roofs of the three separate houses, each representing the three forces. , Do not touch each other.

"Don't be foolish!"

"Don't try to change the fixed plot development in the memory of the dead!"

"There has been an idiot who almost killed us all!"

The three were condescending, warning Fang Zheng with a bad tone.

Fangzheng stood on the flat ground and looked around at the three people who had a condescending view of him on the roof. His eyes were squinted, and the cold light was shining.

The attitude of the three who think they have everything is really unpleasant.

Unexpectedly, he had such a cold relationship with his competitors at the beginning of the game, and he would contact them so soon.