There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 780: The old **** stick under the bed

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When he got to the bottom of the bed, the back of the old **** stick knocked off the bed and let out a painful cry.

It's really difficult for the old **** stick to get under the narrow bed with such a handful of old bones.

"What did the old **** stick find out?"

The old **** stick poked his butt, crawled backwards and got under the bed. At first there was nothing unusual, but when the old **** stick turned over with difficulty, it changed to a lying position with his back down and face up. Suddenly, he gave a slightly surprised voice.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zheng thought he had discovered something new, so he asked hurriedly.

"Little brother, the college entrance examination candidate Chen Zhixing who was rescued by us did not lie. There are a lot of yellow symbols under this bed. There are at least 20 or 30 yellow symbols under this bed. It's full."

Perhaps because lying on his back in a narrow space made the old **** stick feel uncomfortable, the old **** stick twisted his body a few times, and after changing to a comfortable position again, he looked at the yellow talisman under the bed and continued. : "However, I know the old way. Why Chen Zhixing asked for so many yellow symbols, and one of them has no effect."

"It turns out that the yellow symbols bought by this high school student are all printed versions of the assembly line!"

When it comes to a few words in the print edition, the old **** stick's tone is obviously disdainful.

I don't know when it started.

Whether it is a temple, a Buddhist temple, or a village selling yellow talisman, all of them have changed with the times into the yellow talisman printed on the assembly line to ward off evil.

To give a simple example, when there is a trivial matter, the yellow symbols attached to the window are all printed yellow symbols.

For example, funerals and burials, groundbreaking, etc., have also been changed to printed yellow symbols.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

After all, the country's 1.3 billion population base is there, and in the period of reform and opening up, everything is eliminated. When demand exceeds supply, the market will self-regulate.

And this also steals a lot of business from folk metaphysicians like the old **** stick in disguise.

So when the old **** stick encounters this kind of soulless rune paper, can he disdain it?

Without the aura of the human body, the yellow symbols printed by the machine are all soulless.

It's like eating melon seeds and eating melon seeds instead of melon seeds. You can only get the flesh of the seeds, but not the soul of the seeds.

This is the collision of ancient heritage and modern industrial civilization.

"Old God Stick, besides these yellow symbols, is there anything else to discover?" Founder had already known about the yellow symbols under the bed.

When Captain Fei made a confession for Chen Zhixing, Chen Zhixing mentioned in the video, so Fang Zheng was not surprised at all.

"Look at it again..."

After the old sacred stick finished speaking, under the bed, he heard about it. Because Fang Zheng's field of vision was limited, he didn't know what the old sacred stick was groping under the bed.

Until a minute or two later, the head of the old **** stick drilled out of the bed to breathe, and said: "Except for the fake talisman paper, there is nothing else."

"Little brother, can I come out now? The space under this bed is so crowded that I feel a little uncomfortable."

Just when the old magic stick was about to come out again, Fang Zheng stopped the old magic stick.

"Old God Cudgel, wait a while and come out later. You said that when Chen Miaoqi hid in her brother's room, did she secretly hide under the bed when the lights were turned off, which was the least likely to be spotted? Or she would choose Hide under the bed with the light on?"

Before the old magic stick could react, the light bulb in the bedroom suddenly went out, and the whole thing was plunged into darkness.

The old **** stick was startled: "Why is it suddenly dark?"

"Little brother, did you turn off the light?"

In the face of the sudden darkness, the old **** stick was startled, and subconsciously wanted to sit up, but he forgot that he was lying under the bed at this time. As a result, with a bang, his forehead slammed on the bedboard, and immediately screamed in pain. Under the bed, the old **** stick held a big bag on his forehead, and complained that Fang Zheng was too sudden, saying that he would turn off the light when he turned off the light, without giving him any time to prepare.

The old **** stick was screaming and complaining, but Fang Zheng left the bedroom only after hearing a soft bang, and shut the old **** stick alone under the dark bed of the bedroom.

The old **** stick was frightened and tried to get out without even thinking about it, but in the dark bedroom, coupled with the deterioration of his eyesight after getting older, the old **** stick would not be able to get out for a while, and his head was still hit under the bed. Several times, a forehead bag.

At this moment, click...

In the darkness, the doorknob twirled gently.

The old **** stick moves for a while.

Subconsciously shrinking his head under the bed, the two eyes hiding under the bed secretly looked towards the door, wanting to see who came in? Did Fang Zheng come in?

Click, click... The doorknob, which was invisible in the dark, twisted slightly, and then, with a creak, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

Quiet, in the darkness of vague outlines.

Patter...

Patter...

In the dim darkness, there was a pair of fuzzy feet. When he walked into the bedroom, the old **** stick under the bed held his breath, trying to see if the fuzzy feet in the dark bedroom were the Fangzheng he knew.

My eyes move little by little.

Following the fuzzy feet that pushed in through the door.

Pattern, patter, patter... It's near! It's near! Closer! The old **** stick looked at the blurry feet in the darkness that was gradually approaching the bed. He reached into the robe with one hand, and quietly held a hard object in the robe, and wanted to escape at any time, just when the old **** stick was about to speak. When yelling if it’s Founder... I don’t know!

The two feet in the dark bedroom suddenly changed their direction, and they walked towards the bedroom door again, apparently forgot to turn on the light, and wanted to walk back to the bedroom door to turn on the light again.

Because that direction is where the light switch is.

Beside the wall switch, there was a full-length mirror just leaning against... When the two feet passed by the full-length mirror, the old **** stick, who had been watching closely, hiding under the bed, suddenly froze.

The owner of the feet is not shown in the mirror!

Only one bed appeared in the mirror!

And the one hiding under the bed!

When he saw the person under the bed in the mirror, the old **** stick said: "Little brother! There is a ghost under the bed!!"

In fact, there is no need to shout with the old **** stick!

A mouthful of the red hot ghost knife has split the darkness, and the rapid muzzle velocity caused the blade to squeeze the air on both sides, making a loud noise in the small bedroom.

"Caught you!!"

"Blast me!!"

This knife came too fast, Peng!

The full-length mirror burst directly.

The huge force on the blade's blade, even without losing its momentum, together with the full-length mirror, shattered the wall against the mirror behind it, Boom!

The blazing heat on the blade, the hot pure yang energy, severely tore the mirror to pieces.

Mirror fragments, mirror wooden support fragments, masonry fragments on the wall, a large number of fragments were smashed out by the knife, and the living room outside the bedroom became a mess.

At this moment, a dark shadow escaped from the shattered mirror, screaming sharply in the air, trying to escape.

"Get me back!!"

Raising the palm of the Innate God Gang, and grabbed it at the black shadow who wanted to escape. The Innate God Gang that Fang Zheng had cultivated, but integrated a lot of pure Yang internal power, was the natural nemesis of these feminine nemesis.