There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 737: “Poems of Sadness and Indignation” (6 more, supplement for December)

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The red shadow in front of me flashed away and hid in a student examination room.

Fang Zheng strode out and rushed to him almost instantly.

But the exam room is empty.

At this moment, in the long, quiet dungeon, a woman's clear singing voice began to sound, and that singing voice carried countless sighs, resentment and sadness.

The bones don’t know who they are.

……

The long-smelling long-smelling liver and lungs against Gujing.

……

When my life is not long ago, I will be sad all year round.

The voice sang a cappella over and over again, the voice was beautiful, and the words were endless lamenting destiny. After Fang Zheng listened to it several times, he finally understood that this is part of Cai Wenji's "Poem of Grief and Indignation"?

The full text of "Poems of Grief and Angry" can be roughly divided into three parts.

Respectively the first part of Dong Zhuo's chaos;

The famous men in the second part are reduced to prisoners who are trampled on, like windy turkeys, drifting away from the border;

The bones in the third part are unknown, and their relatives have been lost.

The reason why Fang Zheng was deeply impressed by this "Poem of Grief and Indignation" was that when he was participating in club activities in college, he was dragged to be a strong man during a rehearsal of the program, so he knew the "Poem of Grief and Indignation" by fate.

Think of the mood of trouble in "Poems of Grief and Indignation," and then think of the various mountain gods I have seen before. It seems that the master of this song compares the mountain **** to the brutal and unscrupulous Dong Zhuo chaos?

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking, a red figure flashed quickly in front of him.

"Who?"

"Pretend to be a god!"

Fang Zheng didn't even think about it, he almost chased after him, booming!

The fragile wooden walls of several examination rooms were severely shattered by the ape's arms, and the fragments were scattered all over the floor.

But this time I still chased it.

Fang Zheng's brow wrung up.

This time the ghost is very fast and very cunning...

"Displacement is a sordid, often fearing donation and waste... When my life is not long, I will be worried all the year round..." The woman's voice rang again.

The voice this time comes from behind Founder.

Fang Zheng's back muscles tightened, and the Gibbon Ape suddenly turned around.

A beautiful ancient woman with a red oil-paper umbrella folded in her hand, wearing a red tulle dress, and her carcass curve looming, stood beautifully behind Fang.

"Gao Shu painting!!"

Founder was stunned.

But he immediately vetoed it, because the other party only had facial features that looked a little like Gao Shu's painting, but if you look closely, you can still clearly see that the two are different.

Moreover, there is a difference in age between the two.

The age of Gao Shu's painting is a senior high school student who is seventeen or eighteen.

The woman in front of me is about 20 years old, and her facial features tend to be more mature.

"Are you the old city god, the ancestor of the Huapi Gao family who was imprisoned here?" Fang Zheng asked cautiously towards the woman holding the red oiled paper umbrella.

But the woman did not answer Fang Zheng's question.

The singing voice is as crisp as a yellow oriole, still singing "Poems of Grief and Indignation" over and over again unconsciously.

Sing, sing, and suddenly, the woman who looked a bit similar to Gao Shu's painting raised her beautiful face and smiled and looked up towards Fang Zheng.

Peng!

The red oiled paper umbrella in the woman's hand suddenly opened up, gushing, gushing, gushing... The small oiled paper umbrella opened, and a dozen heads fell out of it.

"Pick one."

Fang Zheng glanced at the dozen or so heads on the ground. These heads are not human heads, they are all messy heads such as mice, cats, monkeys, and snakes.

Fang Zheng frowned and asked: "What do you want me to pick?"

"Pick one."

"Pick one."

A woman who looked a bit like Gao Shu's painting, Qiao Xiao Yanran looked at Fang Zheng, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

"What do you want me to pick?"

"If you don't tell me, how do I know what you want me to pick?"

Fang Zheng asked several times, but the woman opposite, always repeating the same sentence, Fang Zheng suddenly laughed at himself.

"Yes...you are dead for hundreds of years. What I see now is only a ray of obsession. I know that I am asking for nothing. I still talk to you, an unconscious NPC, stupidly, I Isn't this forcing one's wits down."

However, although you can't talk, you can't keep dragging like this.

Now, the woman opposite, she made it clear that she was entangled with him.

Fang Zheng didn't dare to turn around and leave easily, leaving the empty door behind him to the enemy.

"Why don't you pick one for me?"

"No way?"

Looking at the woman who was still repeating the same sentence over and over again, Fang Zheng whispered a mad woman, and then said impatiently: "Laugh, laugh, laugh, giggle a hammer, since I don’t answer, then I don’t want to These snake heads, as long as you, OK, I have already selected, what process should I follow?"

"I want to see what the **** you are doing."

"If you agree with your body, I count you as a werewolf."

I don't know which sentence from Fang Zheng, which inspired this NPC's next procedure, the red shadow flashed, and the woman had disappeared in place.

Just as Fang was searching for the figure of the woman, above his head, there was a red shadow, and a paw severely scratched Fang's chest.

Puff! puff! puff!

In less than a minute, Fang Zheng suffered no less than a dozen claws. This woman was so fast that Fang Zheng couldn't catch up.

The speed of this woman is one point better than the hunched old man.

Strength is stronger than the old man with hunchback.

Fang Zheng saw that he couldn't dodge several times, and if this continues, he will have to be caught by this crazy woman.

So, if you provoke anyone, don’t provoke a woman who is born with a boneless claw.

Damn!

It's so cruel! Too vicious!

Fang Zheng felt that he couldn't hold the woman's Jiuyin bone claws, and the spirit was consumed too quickly, so Fang Zheng was running in a direction behind him with all his strength.

Twenty minutes of the journey, I ran at full force, and it was only a minute. The prison where Fang Zheng had killed the hunched old man before him appeared. Fang Zheng didn't even think about it, he took the initiative to run into the prison.

Sure enough, as Founder had guessed!

The woman was unaware, with only instinct left, and chased into the prison.

Puff!

A red oiled paper umbrella, like a sharp spear, attacked from behind and pierced Fang's chest. It seemed that even the woman couldn't understand. Fang Zheng, who had been dodging her attack before, why didn't she dodge suddenly at this time, so that the woman was stunned.

"Finally caught you!"

With a grin on the face of the abominable demon ape, Fang Zheng firmly grasped the oil-paper umbrella that passed through his chest with one hand, and with the other hand, he turned around and elbows heavily, bang!

A loud and deafening noise!

The woman behind, was cut into a U-shape by Fang Zheng's elbow on the prison stone wall.

Originally, the woman could dodge, but the small space in the prison limited her dodge space. Finally used the narrow space to catch the woman's Fang Zheng, where would he easily let go of this ghost.

Fang Zheng completely ignored the nine-yin bone claws of Gao Shu's grandmother, great-great-great-grandmother. He stubbornly hurt him. Under the brutal style of life-for-life, the woman with the red umbrella also stepped in. The red dust of the humpbacked old man was blasted to pieces by Fang Zheng.

At the same time, a ray of gray spirit was captured.