There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 587: I’m going to rely on you again, Brother Xiang

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However, Fang Zheng, who was carrying the scriptures of a strange treasure, still discovered the unusual number of this illusion in front of him.

The spirit energy can be harvested normally by killing ghosts.

He couldn't help but think about it.

Will the illusion in front of me be an illusion created by a group of ghosts, a group of ghosts covering their eyes?

However, Fang Zheng was in a relaxed mood at the moment.

As if strolling in the courtyard, he came to the shopping mall again and stood still. He raised his head and looked at the building in front of him. He wished that the more ghosts, the better.

These ghosts are useless to other practitioners, and killing them is a waste of physical energy.

For Fang Zheng, it is all resources for spiritual practice.

He is now in the resource accumulation period from the night tour operator to the day tour operator. It took him four or five months to go from the night tour operator to the day tour operator. Can it be imagined.

Perhaps even the people behind the scenes would not have imagined that Fang Zheng walked on the road of martial arts, blood and energy, and he was born with a hot sun and fire.

Strong strength to his level.

Ordinary ghosts no longer pose a threat to him.

He doesn't need to do anything, those ghosts are like March Baixue posted on a raging fire, defeating on their own, and their souls scattered.

Fang Zheng looked up at the shopping building, then walked around the ruined wall that had fallen on the road, and entered the building again.

Pap, pap...

The building was burned to ruins by the fire. Naturally, the elevator could not be used. Fang Zheng was walking alone in the dark, quiet aisle. He was exploring upwards on the first floor.

In the empty, invisible aisle, only his footsteps were slowly pacing.

Soon, he arrived at the floor he had explored before.

And continue to explore up.

Pap, pap...

In the empty aisle, there is still only the footsteps of Fang Zheng alone...pap! Click!

Just when Fang Zheng's footsteps just fell, in the dark, quiet, and seemingly infinitely long empty aisle before and after, two footsteps landed at the same time.

Pap! Click!

Fangzheng took the next step again, this time behind him, two footsteps still sounded at the same time.

Fang Zheng seemed unheard of, the long figure under the helmet, without any shock, was still moving forward, and the sound of footsteps behind him was getting closer and closer.

Puff!

A paper pierced man just wanted to put the soles of his feet under Fang Zheng's heels, and wanted to padded Fang Zheng's heels. The ghost's upper body was square... The next moment, as if a stove was attached, the soles of the feet suddenly burst into blue smoke.

Ah! !

The paper man let out a painful scream, the whole figure twisted, and then turned into a black shadow, trying to sink into the ground and escape... But at this moment, the infuriating whirlpool!

The black shadow did not retreat but moved forward, and flew towards Fang Zheng faster.

Puff!

Peng! !

The next second, Fang Zheng punched and exploded into pieces like clothes, disappearing.

Normal spirit +1.

The more Fang Zheng went up, the more and more ghosts he encountered, inverted ghosts...mirror evil spirits...Gumantong...These are just illusions in the illusion, the appearance of ghosts he once encountered.

When Fang Zheng had just captured fifty wisps of spirit energy, huh?

He gave a slight surprise, and finally made a new discovery in the mansion.

The corpse!

The charred corpse!

The overturned trash cans burned into iron shells, the glass doors exploded at high temperature, the blackened walls, the dark sewage mixed with water stains and coke all over the floor, and the ceilings that collapsed from burning...all tell them all. , This person died in a fire.

But the strange thing is, this man's death is very strange.

The expression on his face unexpectedly.

Although people have been burnt to scorched corpses, hair and clothing fibers melted with the skin, the body's moisture was burned dry by the fire, and the mouth muscles atrophy, exposing two rows of teeth blackened by the fire, terrifying death, but It can still be seen that the deceased's expression was very calm during his lifetime, because the deceased's body did not show obvious signs of struggle.

It's like lying directly on the ground, willing to be burned to death by the fire.

If you say you inhale a lot of carbon dioxide, you are suffocated by the smoke, but you don’t even have a trace of struggling.

At the very least, the person will appear to fall to the ground in pain.

Next, as Founder searched carefully, he found more and more weird places in this shopping mall...

The corpses of the victims in the building have been cleaned up, but some scorched corpses are found from time to time in some collapsed ruins. This is why the rescuers are still searching here late at night.

Fang Zheng discovered that among these burnt corpses, half of the people showed signs of pain and struggle before death, and the other half were calm before death, did not resist, did not struggle.

And these people who are not struggling have the same characteristic, that is, they are all crushed under the ceiling that collapsed from the top of their heads.

As more and more burnt corpses were found, a conjecture gradually emerged in Fang Zheng's heart...

"Should these people who are dead and peaceful are dead before they die?"

"Then someone hid the body in the building?"

"Through a fire, disguise these hidden corpses as fire victims who were burned to death?"

Actually, the method to verify this conjecture is very simple.

Hey! Huh!

When Fang Zhengzheng was dissecting the corpse, he saw that the internal organs of the two cadavers were obviously different.

"Sure enough...Is the case of hiding the corpse?"

It's hiding the corpse again... It's the attack on the army truck team... If these two things are not involved, Fang doesn't believe it.

The evil baby...the corpse in the wall...the grimace in the toilet...As Fang Zheng found more and more corpses, the number of ghosts attacking him began to increase.

All the ghosts that appeared in the illusion were the ghosts he had encountered in the past.

One or two hours later, Fang Zheng explored the top floor of the shopping building, but he did not find anything other than the charred corpse.

But soon, Fang Zheng found out that he hadn't encountered a new ghost for ten minutes.

Fang Zheng even had an illusion at one time, this is the ghost here, he has cleared it all?

So, Fang Zheng tried to get out of this street again, but found that he still couldn't get out of here, as if he had fallen into an infinite space without boundaries, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

He's still hitting the wall with ghosts!

It's not that the ghosts here have been cleared by him, which prevents them from appearing, but that he killed the ghosts too fiercely. The big ghost finally noticed the abnormality on his side.

Fang is in the southeast, southeast and northwest. He has explored all over the world and found that he can't go out anyway. He has always been trapped in the illusion of ghosts hitting the wall.

Fang Zheng frowned.

After trying for several hours and found it was useless, Fang Zheng finally stopped and stopped the useless work.

The muscles of his eyebrows are raised.

Thinking hard to crack this ghost attacking the wall.

Then, I saw that Fang Zheng took out the fortune incense he carried with him: "Brother Xiang, Brother Xiang... It seems that I have to use your fortune... Next, can I get out of this ghost hitting the wall? Count on you, Brother Xiang."

Fang Zheng said all the good things before using the incense of luck.