There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 728: June 6th, only buried six feet six
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An old hunchback with a weird red cheek on his face.
He was hitting a watch in his hand, and hitting the gong with one hand, walking over from the dungeon with a weird smile on his face.
The humpbacked old man walked past compartments, cell by cell, and he was checking!
Check every compartment and cell!
Unfortunately, every time is empty-handed.
But the smile on the hunchbacked old man's face still hasn't diminished, not even changed a bit, he always kept the same smile.
It's like a zombie smile, it's rigid and immutable.
Looking at the hunched old man not letting go of every compartment and cell, Fang Zheng's heart sank immediately, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
And the strange poem of the old man with the hunchback is still echoing in the long dungeon over and over again.
"The immortal and buddha have failed to achieve the two, only knowing that the night is not peaceful..."
"The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth, life and death are fateful, no matter how brilliant, but a piece of loess, a handful of blue ash..."
"Useless as a scholar..."
Just listening to the content of this poem gives people a bad feeling.
What's more, Fang Zheng still hasn't figured out what is going on in the environment in front of him!
Finally!
The hunched old man walked closer.
The hunchbacked old man first looked at the lunatic scholar in the examination room opposite Fang. The gleeful laugh on his face continued.
As if expecting that all the scholars in the examination room would die out.
Then he can take away the souls of these scholars.
Fangzheng ignored the turbidity and stench in the dungeon. He took a deep breath and began to visualize the view of the demon ape. He returned to his ancestors again and turned into an abominable, fierce demon ape. He waited for the hump-backed old man to turn around. Come, after discovering him, a fierce battle broke out between the two.
The hunched old man cursed the lunatic scholar with a loud voice, trying to curse the lunatic scholar to death.
After scolding for a long time, it seems that I have not scolded the lunatic scholar. Finally, the hunched old man turned around and looked in the direction of the cell where Fang Zheng was.
When he saw Fangzheng's cell, Fangzheng clearly saw that the two pupils of the hunched old man suddenly brightened, and there was joy and evil in his eyes.
Bang!
The iron door of the cell was opened by the hunchback old man, who walked into the cell and took a wooden ruler from his back.
The wooden ruler is not an ordinary wooden ruler, but a wooden ruler densely written with the five elements, feng shui, and the professional terms of the secret technique.
"The world’s coffin is seven feet three. Today, on June six, only six feet six...More than six feet six inches, you can eat, you can eat...nothing, the more you talk, the more hungry you are, so hungry, so hungry. ……"
Hey, hey.
The hunchbacked old man said, his mouth drooled, and his mouth was greedy, like a starving ghost.
Fangzheng finally recognized, what is the wooden ruler in the hands of the old hunchback, it is a Luban ruler!
At this time, Fang Zheng also found that the old man with the humpback was not looking at him, passing through his body, but looking at a corner of the cell behind him.
Fang Zheng was vigilant, guarded, and carefully turned his body sideways, looking at the corner of the cell behind him.
In the cell where he was the only one, at some point, there was a dead man lying face down on the ground.
The person may have been dead for a long time, and the body was rotten and smelly, but because the air in the dungeon itself was foul and unpleasant, Fang Zheng didn't notice it for a while.
Not only was there one more dead person in the cell, but even a line of blood was added to the stone wall at some point.
The blood character is like a dragon wandering, the silver hook and iron painting, the font is dense, people can tell at a glance, the owner of this character must be a righteous and upright person before his death.
However, Founder noticed a detail.
The dead man in the cell did not have long braids. The candidates with braids on the opposite side obviously came from two eras. Even the patterns and styles on the clothes were different from those of the scholars, and the style was very old.
The dynasty of the scholar of braid was the last feudal dynasty. If the pattern of clothing was older than the scholar of braid, wouldn't it mean that...the people who died in this cell were still before the last feudal dynasty?
Fang Zheng felt a little brain aches for a while.
What the **** is going on in this place!
How can people of two generations appear in the same dungeon? Especially with a prison on one side and an imperial examination room on the other?
Fang Zheng felt that the blood on the wall might be the key.
Just as Fang Zheng's attention, moved slightly to the blood writing on the wall, just such a slightly relaxed gap, a chill suddenly hit his heart, and the cold hair exploded!
That is a warning sign from biological instinct for the imminent danger!
Fang Zheng didn't even think about it. He kicked his feet violently, while he sprinted backwards, he threw a punch in front of him, shot decisively, without muddy, a whole set of actions, made in one go... dripping in his mouth. Harazi's hump-backed old man was flying towards him with hunger with green eyes.
The Luban ruler in his hand patted him.
"Today, on June 6th, I only buried 6-foot-six...more than 6-foot-6, you can eat it, you can eat it...nothing, the more you talk about it, the more hungry you are, so hungry, so hungry..."
I'm hungry and you are paralyzed! !
The demon ape is so fierce and evil, a fist blasted out.
But at the moment when it's on the verge of breaking out, click!
The long, quiet dungeon corridor suddenly sounded a footstep. The old head hump felt some threat. He was like a man on his back, not advancing or retreating, and people retreated abruptly.
Just outside the door of the cell, sneaking away from a little girl, showing only half of her cute head, her black eyes, peeping at the hump-backed old man in the cell.
The little girl is not very old, she is about eleven or twelve years old.
The face is white, clean, and innocent.
Only those jet-black, jet-black eyes, cold and not like a normal child.
"Do you like playing hide and seek?"
"If you don't talk, you really like it! Then, let's play hide and seek!"
The peeping girl outside the cell, with an innocent face, but said coldly and emotionlessly.
"I am a ghost, you are a human...you have to hide it..."
"You have to hide, I will count to sixty, and I will catch you... One, two, sixty! Over! I caught you! It's really meaningless!"
……
The passage of time in the shadows is different from the outside world.
Just like Fangzheng’s last time in the Yellow River Ancient Village, he spent a month inside, and maybe less than half an hour outside.
When the door of Mingdian opened, Chuan Puyang, Captain Fei and others saw Fang Zheng who had come out safely, with joy on their faces.
But soon, several people discovered that the look on Fang Zheng's face was a bit wrong.
"Brother Fang, are you okay? But this investigation of the vaginal discharge did not go smoothly?" Captain Fei asked concerned.
Chuan Puyang also asked what happened to Founder?
So, Fang Zheng told all the details of this trip, including the last dungeon, the scholar, and the old man with hunchback.
"What! Sheep baby, you mean, you saw the ghost mother when you were in the shade? My old sheep knew that you and the ghost mother definitely have a leg with the sheep baby. You just returned to Zhoushi, the ghost mother Then I started to make small movements to you again!" Chuan Puyang was coaxed with a cowhide that I knew everything.
At this time, Fang Zheng, full of thoughts, was not joking. He asked Chuan Puyang what was the last dungeon he saw?