There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 397: Buddha cutting meat

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The Yellow River is surging, with yellow turbid rushing river water.

The night is quiet.

Suddenly, a figure ran from far to near, ran out of the forest, and quickly ran to the bank of the Yellow River. I saw the world behind the figure, chasing him, collapsing and collapsing.

The figure is getting closer, and it is Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng felt as if he had found the excitement of running the poison ring, and if he slowed down, he would be killed by the poison ring chasing him behind him.

The poison circle is naturally a collapsed spiritual world.

"Mr. Fu, Li Sishui’s memory world is about to collapse. Let’s go quickly. You absolutely can’t think of anyone I met in Li Sishui’s memory world just now... I met... uh, Leek, Leek No. 4 , Why are you here too?!"

Fang Zheng slammed his feet to a sudden stop, and looked at him standing with Mr. Fu with a devilish expression, as if talking with old friends, the woman in white clothes blurted out Leek No.4 subconsciously.

Leek number four?

! !

Mr. Fu: "..."

The woman in white: "..."

I don’t know if it’s Fang Zheng’s illusion. When the figure of the woman in white disappeared into the water of the Yellow River, she seemed to look back at herself? !

Fang Zheng cautiously approached Mr. Fu and asked quickly: "Mr. Fu, who knows you?"

Fangzheng stopped calling Leek No. 4 this time, and asked Mr. Fu cautiously.

"That's a senior." Mr. Fu glanced at Fang Zheng.

Hiss, take a cold breath.

"Mr. Fu, Leek No.4, it's not right, it's this senior white...what exactly is the senior method?"

White clothes and white trousers, all white from start to finish, isn't it the predecessor white? !

"In the whole country, there are nine day tour envoys guarding each place. She is the most hopeful to become the tenth day tour envoy." Mr. Fu did not elaborate, it may be due to confidentiality or other reasons, but just a side view. Mentioned a sentence.

Mr. Fu had just finished speaking, and Fang Zheng suddenly became quiet and honest. People watched their noses, their noses watched their hearts, and sat down on the boat.

The most promising to break through the tenth day tour envoy,

Isn't that the first master of the day tour ambassador?

Founder is not counseling,

This is called Congxin.

He was not afraid of Leek No.4, Fang Zheng kept telling himself that in his heart.

Mr. Fu looked serious, sitting on the side of Fang Zheng, but he didn't make any more money on Fang Zheng. While propping up the boat, he just took off his front and back feet out of the collapsed Li Sishui memory world, while explaining why the white-clothed woman would do Appeared in the spiritual world of the dead in Li Sishui.

"This existence is most familiar with both sides of the Yellow River, so this time he is responsible for secretly protecting your mission safety. Are you wondering why there are six people who have entered the spiritual world of the dead in Li Sishui, but only five people are always seen? The last person is her."

Fang Zheng still sat motionless.

I am serious.

I'm serious.

Until he left the Yellow River Basin and successfully walked out of the Yellow River into the sea, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. He watched his nose and his heart all the way. He couldn't hold back his feet and got up again to move his hands and feet.

When I passed through Luoshen Township on the way, I couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Unfortunately, there was a dense fog floating on the river with extremely low visibility, and I couldn't see the view of Luoshen Township.

When the Yellow River enters the sea, Fang Zheng stood up again, looking at the direction of the Yellow River behind him with a little regret.

Because the poison ring suddenly shrinks, several people want to get out of the poison ring as soon as possible. He hasn't gotten a WeChat account with Leek One, Two, and Three.

Otherwise, he will be able to expand his [Socialist Core Values ​​Chinese and Foreign Exchange Group], these are all his contacts in the industry in the future.

At the same time, Fang Zheng looked at the Yellow River behind him, and he always had a question in his mind, Li Sishui was dead, who made that online post?

A ghost post on the forum posted by Li Sishui after his death?

Still...someone is pretending to be Li Sishui to post, and that candidate, Fang Zheng already has a preliminary suspect, he suspects that Huang Jian'an is not dead.

Because when he walked out of the ghost cover, he didn't see Huang Jianan's body, maybe he didn't notice Huang Jianan's body, or maybe Huang Jianan was still alive...

Along the way, Fang Zheng was very quiet. He was not in a hurry to talk to Mr. Fu about his experience in the ancient village of the Yellow River. He did not forget one of the taboos of walking in the shade. Keep quiet and avoid making loud noises.

Fangzheng plans to report the situation carefully to Mr. Fu after leaving the spiritual world of the dead.

Two people in a boat, holding a small boat, walked some distance away, the pair of uncles and nephews who collected the corpses of the Yellow River had disappeared, and after a period of time passed, the boat once again entered the cemetery of the giant steel ship.

A huge steel ship, with historical ruin and decay, smashed in this weird battlefield.

Shooting... The ship rod in Mr. Fu’s hand gently slid the surface of the water. The boat slowly passed through the wreckage of a huge steel ship that was broken or upturned. The surface of the water was still floating when it came The remaining wood fragments.

Suddenly!

Puffing, the sound of diving in the thick fog behind him, and then there was a click, and then there was a sound of heavy iron chains sliding and rubbing on the hull. In the thick fog, a ship anchor chain was leaning towards the side of the boat. near.

Something seems to be approaching quickly under the water.

Seeing that things under the water are getting closer and closer, and they are about to catch up with the boat from behind, and when they are about to emerge, suddenly, a few people long boat sampan fragments directly smashed the things under the water.

Guru, Guru, a string of bubbles spit out under the water, like being choked by this sudden poke.

The things under the water were unwilling to come up again, and they were stabbed by a stick again.

Come on again, poke it down again, grunting up a bunch of bubbles...

Mr. Fu heard the movement behind him and turned his head with suspicion. As a result, he saw that Fang Zheng behind him didn’t know when there was a long wooden stick in his hand. It looked like something on the surface of the water. Floating fragments of the hull plank... At this time, Fang Zhengzheng was playing arrogantly, stabbing the two-faced corpse soul chasing behind him to the bottom of the water again and again.

The corpse soul lost all face at this moment.

Being stabbed to the bottom of the water by Founder time and time again, I only feel very awkward.

Why is this guy different from the first time? This is totally unreasonable to play cards! !

Mr. Fu: "..."

Mr. Fu was also a little speechless looking at Fang Zheng, who became more and more excited, and the boat in his hand could not help speeding up, leaving here as soon as possible.

The ship quickly left the range of the corpse soul, leaving only the corpse soul suffocated under the water.

……

The rest of the journey was very peaceful, until, when he saw the Lingyin Temple standing on the bones again, Fang Zheng knew that he had finally returned to his home province.

He saw the old monk again.

When he came back this time, the temple had been built, and the old monk was cutting meat at the moment!

I saw pieces of flesh and blood cut off, two legs and left arm dripping with blood, and only the white bones were left, but the knife in the hands of the old monk still didn't stop, and he began to cut the flesh...

"Is this old monk committing suicide?" Fang Zheng was surprised.