There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 674: The Walking Dead

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Listening to Fang Zheng's words, the bald male beast fell into a brief silence.

He seems to be thinking.

It seems that I also think that Fang Zheng's words are reasonable, and I am moved by Fang Zheng's words.

However, the Beast did not think of Founder's identity as the "last witch hunter" of the international dark horse.

Because no one has seen the front of Fang Zheng yet.

So he didn't expect it at first, but it was normal.

"If you lack teammates, it's better to team up in the ruins. I'll go to find the corpse house with you." The beast raised his head with a serious expression and looked at Fang Zheng solemnly.

The blessed land is called a relic in Westerners.

"Your words are very reasonable. As soon as we entered the ruins, we ran into this abandoned temple, and then everyone went to look for the corpse house. This is definitely not accidental, there must be some connection."

"When two people are together, it is better to be safer than acting alone."

Nevertheless, Founder directly rejected the Beast’s request to form a team.

The reason for rejection is simple. He doesn't like to be burdensome.

The beast's chest became tight, which was really a self-defeating refusal.

I am also a master among practitioners anyway, so you can't take care of the master's face.

……

Next, Fang Zheng did not stop in this deep-mountain temple anymore, but set off immediately, so as not to go late, all the treasures in the blessed land were hollowed out, and he even drank soup. Not on.

With Fang Zheng's current physique, he hurried down the road at full speed and moved quickly. But because of the existence of the invisible shadows in the fog, he couldn't completely let go of his speed, but even so, his speed was still much faster than ordinary people.

In this way, Fang Zheng bypassed the shadows in the mist, and moved farther and farther away from the old temple in the deep mountains behind him. The foggy world was quiet, and Fang Zheng hadn't encountered a single person along the way...until he was in Youyuan after a long time. After hearing an unusual noise behind the fog, Fang Zheng's body stopped.

Xi Xi Suo Suo...

Like the sound of human footsteps.

The sound of footsteps gradually moved away, not approaching Fang Zheng's side.

Fangzheng groaned on the spot, then his body flashed like a leopard shadow, and he chased in the direction of footsteps.

Hurrying for a long time, I haven't touched a half-person figure. The footsteps I heard just now are probably cursed by the few beasts, and maybe the companions who are looking for the corpse house. It's rare to find a clue, where is Fang Zheng willing to let it go.

A few minutes later, Fang Zheng finally caught up with the master of the footsteps. Through the mist, he could see a black figure behind the fog from a distance.

But when he approached to see clearly, Fang Zheng's eyes sank.

Behind the man, I saw a **** shackles hooked up to a gloomy woman with long black hair covering her face and a blood-stained skirt.

That woman is really the crazy woman who built the corpse house.

At this moment, there were more footsteps coming from the side of the figure, and more shadowy people approached behind the fog.

One person, two people, three people...

More and more people came from all directions, without exception, behind everyone was a **** woman with black shackles and black hair covering her face.

Fang Zheng frowned immediately.

If a person is followed by a gloomy woman, I don’t think there is anything. When five or six people or a dozen people are followed by the same gloomy woman, this scene is no longer a horror, weird can be described. .

At this time, Fang Zheng still doesn't understand where these people are all under the same curse.

But what Fang Zheng cares most about is not this, but that these people are from all directions, not from the same direction. It seems that there may be more than one old temple in the deep mountain, as long as the people who enter the blessed land have encountered the old temple in the deep mountain.

In short, whether it's him or other people, they didn't come across the old temple in the deep mountains by accident, but they would definitely come across!

It's like the old temple came alive, actively looking for a living person!

At this time, more people appeared in Fang Zheng's line of sight, dozens of people, hundreds of people, all followed by a gloomy woman, walked past Fang Zheng and disappeared behind the fog.

At close range, Fang Zheng also saw the faces of these people clearly. They were very pale, with hollow eyes, without focus, and without a little bit of anger.

The walking dead!

These four words appeared in Fang Zheng's mind.

There were more and more people who were like walking corpses along the way. Fang Zheng immediately cheered up. He knew that he should be approaching the corpse house.

About ten minutes later, a larger team appeared in front of Fang Zheng's eyes. At this time, the crowd had expanded to hundreds of people, and one person could be encountered within a few meters.

Behind everyone was a woman in a gloomy scarlet skirt.

Following along, Fang Zheng found that there were fewer and fewer shadowy figures in the fog ahead, and they were all gone for no apparent reason.

It wasn't until Fang Zheng carefully followed one of them at close range to discover the truth. All those people disappeared after setting foot on a mountain bag, as if the mountain bag was just a blinding technique.

There is another world in the mountain bag.

However!

Fangzheng stood on the mountain bag, and found that it was not a blindfold here, but that it was indeed a mountain bag.

But those who were cursed, obviously disappeared after setting foot on the mountain bag.

Fangzheng frowned. He exited the mountain bag and began to look around the mountain bag, but found nothing unusual. Finally, ascending to a nearby high mountain, looking at the bare mountain bag slightly bulging under his feet, he gave a slight surprise in his mouth. How did he think that this mountain bag... is more like a grave bag?

Fang Zheng didn't know why, looking at the mountain bag under his feet, the strange idea of ​​the grave bag suddenly popped up in his mind. It just felt that this bald mountain bag was very similar to the grave bag.

Fang Zheng started to carefully observe the surrounding mountains and rivers. This observation really revealed some small details.

Fang Zheng discovered that the cliffs of the surrounding mountains have been cracked and collapsed, but the age is too old. If you don't have the intention to observe, you may not be able to see the difference.

Overlooking the mountain bag from a high place, Fang Zheng thought to himself that this mountain bag should have been the place where there had been serious mudslides or earthquakes, and the debris washed down by several mountains finally formed the mountain bag in front of him.

At this moment, behind the fog at the foot of the mountain, there was a voice of speaking.

Actually, he was a priest with an Asian face, followed by a few Eastern Ninjas. These people were not followed by a group of gloomy and **** women, they were normal people.

I don't know what one of the Dongying ninjas said to the priest. Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw that these people, like those who were cursed, disappeared after stepping on the mountain bag.

So the question is, Fangzheng can’t understand Dongying?

He only knows the few sentences in the little movie.