There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 80: Painted skin
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Ah!
The punter who was split screamed bitterly, and he was not dead yet.
Obviously, he was split in half from his head to abdomen, but he still made a sharp painful cry, which seemed to be ventriloquism?
And the face that was split in half, half was astonished, with an expression of pain.
It seems that Fang Zheng's knife has not been suddenly drawn, and he has not reacted.
The other half of the face is angry and hateful.
The eyes are as vicious as a snake, staring at Fang Zheng, cursing with resentment.
At this time, the two empty human skin shells without flesh and bone support, like two pieces of soft noodles falling down on both sides, but even so, the human skin boatman is not dead.
The punter wanted to resist, but at this moment, the surging and masculine nine-yang zhenqi followed Fang Zheng's grasping the palm of the punter, and his brain vented into the human skin in an instant. The whole human skin was burning red.
Although he didn't ignite the human skin into a torch instantly.
It is enough to burn off a layer of skin.
Even so, the boatman is not dead yet, and his body is contrary to the structure of ordinary people. The parts below the abdomen are spinning like a top, the wind whistling, and the whip legs lashing towards Fang Zheng's head like lightning, and the legs are as hard as steel.
Boom!
The hard clash of gold and iron, boo.
The layers of light gold film on the skin of Fangzheng's body quickly ruptured, and the first layer, the second layer...the fourteen layers of the golden bell cover were instantly breached.
But it stops here.
At this moment, Fang Zheng has a clear understanding of the strength of the human kayaker, which is probably about the same as the strength of a paper pierced man.
The paper man can break through his fifteen layers of golden bells.
The boatman in front of him can only break through to the fourteenth floor, and his strength is even slightly weaker than that of the paper man, and Fang Zheng immediately has a bottom in his heart.
"Leave it to me!"
Fang Zheng showed a fierce intent, did not keep his hands, and used a wood-burning knife!
In an instant, a fierce stab flew out, and the more you slash, the faster and faster, seven knives! Fourteen dollars! For example, cutting the moon and splitting the stars, the sword is getting faster and faster, and the naked eye can't see the sword's moves at all, only the vague swirling knife shadow can be seen.
The air rubbed at high speed, the blade was red and hot, and the scorching breath evaporated the moisture in the dry air. Pieces of cracks like porcelain began to appear on the skin of the punter, like a dry earth lacking moisture. There are also parts of the skin that are rolled, scorched, and emit a foul smell.
However, he didn't even have a chance to escape or escape. The upper body was split in half and fell down weakly, and the palm of his hand was held firmly by Fang Zheng.
Boom!
Finally, the boatman was strangled to pieces by sharp knives all over the sky.
Boom! Jiuyang's true energy was poured into the ghost knife, and Fang Zheng cut out the flames of the sword. All the debris was ignited and burned into fly ash, slowly drifting, falling into the calm lake, ripples.
Grey air +1.
From beginning to end, Fang Zheng never boarded the ship.
"Well, this is?"
Fang Zheng was shocked, as the punter was bombarded by him to fly ashes, and what fell from the latter attracted Fang Zheng's attention.
Pluto coins? !
There are exactly two Ming coins, doesn't this correspond exactly to the two mysterious people in front?
Fang Zheng picked up the two Ming coins on the ground, and suddenly felt that this was getting more and more interesting.
No!
His three views are very right, rich and noble can not be licentious, poor and humble can not be moved, might not be surrendered, and at the same time a firm supporter of the core values of socialism, how can it be murder and overpowering.
This is called killing ghosts.
Slashing demons and eliminating demons, walking the way for the sky, and generating additional income by the way...
It's just that, Fang Zheng hasn't studied and understood what purpose the Yinde money is, and why the two mysterious people carry Yinde money.
And why is this punter so greedy for Yinde money? Greedy lost even his life in the end.
Boom!
Boom!
Fangzheng hurriedly left the place after smashing the soul-inducing lantern and the ship with two swords.
Such a big movement here must have attracted attention. If there is any problem, wait until it is safe to talk about it.
When Fang Zheng hurriedly left the shore of the lake, the place once again returned to the tranquility of the night.
Wan Lai is quiet.
Like a quiet and mysterious world under the mist, the surrounding area is black and dark, and the mysterious mist-colored lake is calm and quiet, as quiet as a dead lake.
Until a few minutes later, suddenly!
In the dark night, a sneaky figure turned around one step at a time, carefully approaching the shore of the lake.
When he saw the small boat on the shore of the lake, his body movement was obviously startled.
"Which lunatic is this riding horse, who dares to move even Painted Pi Gaojia."
"This is to poke a hornet's nest, kill a small hornet and bring out a whole swarm of hornet, I have to stay away from here quickly, so as not to burn my body."
The speaker was a man's voice, and when the words fell, the man quickly left the place.
Longtou Lake, as one of the several major reservoirs in Zhou City, covers an area of a very wide area, surrounded by mountains and covered with forests. It's just that under the sinking night, you can't see the daytime "will be the top of the stone, with a glimpse of the blue water and blue sky", only the gloomy coldness.
If the dragon head lake has a flat oval shape, it didn't take long before the person who had gone away appeared on the shore of another lake.
It didn't take long to wait on the spot. A small boat, a boatman, and a soul-attracting lantern ignited like a cyan ghost fire, rowed out from the depths of Longtou Lake.
This boatman is also dressed in a brown dress and a bamboo hat, but this is a middle-aged, strong man with thick eyebrows and a square face.
It's just that there is a pale, bloodless face, like a corpse lying in a coffin that hasn't seen the sun for decades, and it's like applying a thick white powder on the face to cover the gray complexion of the dead.
The ship approached slowly.
"The ferry borrows the Yin Road, and the rich ghost pushes it." The white-faced burly man said with a gloomy voice.
"I have money, I have money." The man on the lakeshore quickly said, and couldn't wait to get on the boat.
After that, a boat, a green-skin soul-attracting lamp, slowly opened the ripples on the lake surface, and slowly disappeared into the thick white fog deep in the lake.
When Fang Zheng left Longtouhu, he did not delay on the road and returned directly to Longtouhu Village.
But when he returned to Longtouhu Village, he pondered for a few seconds, then he turned to sneak into the house where the prop master lived.
This is an independent two-story small building, all rented, it is not only the residence of the prop master, but also the warehouse for storing movie props.
Fang Zheng stayed quietly nearby for an hour, two hours... Seeing that the first white belly slowly appeared in the sky, and the night passed calmly, he did not guard until the two mysterious men returned here.
Fang Zheng looked at him for a few minutes before quietly retreating. This time he returned directly to the rented villager's house. It was almost five o'clock in the morning.
However, it hasn't been long since Fang Zheng came back, suddenly, rumbling!
It's the loud noise of the landslide of the mountain, and another mountain collapsed.
About half an hour later, boom!
The second mountain collapsed, also with great momentum.
Fang Zheng was surprised: "If these two were landslides, this would already be the fifth head pit."
Just when Fang Zheng's thoughts were just getting up, suddenly there were chaotic footsteps in the village, as well as panicked sounds...
[Today’s 2nd is so early, I’m not surprised, I’m not surprised, puff haha QAQ. . 】