There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 791: Dig the tree (thanks to the leader “Sanshengyuan Cat”)

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When Fang Zheng slashed open the door of the room, the huge movement sent out shocked the old **** stick.

Fang Zheng just rushed into the room, just when the old **** stick opened his eyes with a dazed expression and woke up.

Obviously.

The old **** stick was also attacked by the evil spirits of the underworld weapon.

The old **** stick, just like him, has just walked out of the memory of the evil spirit of the underworld weapon.

As for the four ordinary people on the ground who were foaming and unconscious.

Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief after checking.

Fortunately, people are still alive.

It's just being too scared.

That is what the old people often say, being frightened by ghosts, this time it will take at least three months and half a year to stay in bed and be weak to get over.

It happened that this kidnapping and robbery was enough to keep these people in prison for more than ten years.

Next, Fang Zheng continued to find the hotel owner.

I searched all three floors, but didn't find the hotel owner.

It was not until Fang Zheng found the back door of the hotel that he discovered that the back door of the hotel was actually open.

The back door of the hotel is a small alley extending in all directions.

Fang Zheng just glanced at it and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to find someone.

If the hotel owner has really escaped, looking for someone in this alley that extends in all directions would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Brother, did you find the hotel owner?"

When Fang Zheng returned to the guest room, the disheveled old **** stick, concerned and asked.

At this time, the disheveled old **** stick has changed the front of his robe again.

Fang Zheng glanced at the disheveled old **** stick, and then at Zheng Yuxia, who was still unconscious on the ground. The old **** stick noticed Fang Zheng's gaze, and immediately blushed an old face like an orange, angrily shouting injustice.

"Little brother, what is the look in your eyes?"

"Old-fashioned, I really didn't do anything!"

Looking at the old **** stick to chatter endlessly, in order to be quiet and square, he decisively interrupted: "Old **** stick, haven't you been clamoring to dig up the plum tree at the door?"

What? ?

"Let’s go and dig up that plum tree together now."

? ? ?

The old **** stick who reacted with a happy expression on his face, he slapped his thigh with his palm, and shouted vigorously: "Success!"

The old **** stick was a little eager to try, and Fang Zheng was finally willing to let him dig the tree.

As for those who are trying to get a clear reputation based on reason, they have been left behind by the old **** stick for the time being.

Fang Zheng took the old magic stick and walked directly from the back door to the front door of the hotel.

"Little brother, what is this hotel owner doing so well?" The old **** stick looked at the wide open back door of the hotel with a stunned expression.

asked somewhat puzzledly.

Soon, the old and the young came to the plum tree.

I don't know where the old **** stick with a shovel came from the hotel. Pooh, pooh, spit on the palm of the palm, that old face eagerly asked Fang Zheng, should he dig now?

But Founder did not immediately speak.

Rather, he went around the plum tree.

"Little brother, what? Isn't it a shovel to dig a tree? Little brother, why are you mother-in-law." I am already itching my hands, wondering if there is a dead old **** stick buried under the plum tree, muttering dissatisfaction. .

Seeing that one day's salary is about to win.

How can the old **** stick not be anxious.

Fang Zheng took out his phone and handed it to the old **** stick.

A photo is already open on the phone.

"Old God Stick, the hotel in your photos before and after comparison, is there any difference between the hotel where we are standing now?"

The old **** stick took the phone suspiciously.

When I saw the photo, the old **** stick said in amazement: "Little brother, when did you take the photo of the hotel's door face?"

"No, this photo was taken during the day. We checked in in the middle of the night. The time was wrong."

As soon as the old **** stick finished speaking, it seemed that he had discovered something. He actually gave Fang Zheng a look before, and he let out a startled lightness in his mouth.

"Huh?"

"Little brother, when did you take this picture? Why is there a plum tree missing from the road in front of the hotel?"

The old **** stick looked up at the hotel and plum tree in front of him, and looked down at the photos on Fangzheng's phone.

After repeated confirmation.

The old **** stick finally believed that it was not that he was dim-eyed.

It's exactly what he said!

There is one more tree in front of the hotel than in the picture!

It is the plum tree that shouldn't have appeared in the city!

This photo in Fangzheng's cell phone is a facade photo of the hotel registered in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, which Captain Fei previously sent him along with the hotel information.

He originally planned to dig up the tree after the hotel closed.

Why did a plum tree suddenly appear.

Who knows that the old sacred stick disappeared later, which was delayed for some time.

Faced with the curious photo of the old **** stick, Fang Zheng did not elaborate, but vaguely said that it was found on the Internet. The old **** stick did not doubt what Fang Zheng said. Instead, he became more excited as he rolled up his robe sleeves and was ready to do more One session: "Little brother, I was right, so old, I said there was a problem with this plum tree!"

"Let's dig the tree!"

But when the old **** stick was about to dig a tree, a pale and terrifying grimace suddenly appeared in the spirit world of the old **** stick and Fang Zheng without warning.

Ah! !

The old **** stick was so scared that he shouted subconsciously.

"You are looking for death!"

Only the Founder who cultivated spiritual martial arts, reacted instantly, visualizing a fierce demon ape in his mind.

Roar! !

The devil ape made a hostile roar, slapped it, and easily crushed the pale grimace.

"Too weak!"

"Unbearable!"

Just then.

A wisp of ordinary spirit aura of gray and white, absorbed by the human skin scriptures.

Fang Zheng was overjoyed at first, but then, seeing that he had turned into a demon ape, raising his black hairy ape arm, Fang Zheng moved his eyes.

The spiritual world?

He was dragged into the spiritual world of Plum Tree.

Fang Zheng raised his head.

Look forward.

In front of him, there is a tree.

There is a temple under the tree.

The tree is a towering plum tree.

The branches are lush and lush.

It is full of plums.

The temple is an ancient temple.

The ancient temple is ancient.

Looking at the spiritual world he was dragged into, Fang Zheng’s first thought was, could it be that the plum tree that was planted in front of the hotel recently was the mysterious man who forced the dumb woman into the darkness and made it into a ghost weapon? Planted?

An antique boss from the last century, Founder has encountered it more than once.

So it is normal for him to have this conjecture.

Fang Zheng turned to look around, but he could not find the old **** stick, his eyes thought for a few seconds, and the fierce **** and evil demon ape that Fang Zheng transformed into began to move his feet, with heavy footsteps walking towards the strange temple under the plum tree.

The furnishings in the temple are very simple.

An incense case.

After the incense case, it is not a stone statue, nor a Buddha or a Bodhisattva, but a male dead body.

"I have no grudges against you, why should I break my foundation?"

In the empty temple, a thick, stern man's voice sounded.

"Who?"

"Who is hiding behind sneaky, pretending to be a ghost?"

The fierce demon ape has a fierce look, and his orang eyes are sweeping.