There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 824: Fang Zheng carved a boat for a sword
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Jinchuan Village.
Tonight’s Jinchuan Village was not peaceful. The discovery of the three bodies of Guo Chengzhi by the river has long been known to the entire village.
More and more people flock to the river.
There are also young women and children who are left at home by men in the family and are not allowed to go out, let alone go to the riverside.
When the villagers came out of the village one after another and rushed to the riverside, Jinchuan Village, which was half less crowded, began to look extraordinarily quiet and silent.
Surrounded by the darkness of the night and the surrounding shadowy mountains, there is an inexplicable cold air, because of the lack of popularity and the gloomy sense of the mountains.
Under the night.
From time to time, there will be a bark or two.
Suddenly, the barking of the dog disappeared.
It seems that all the domestic dogs in the village are hiding.
In a rural floor-to-ceiling house with lights on, an ordinary-looking middle-aged rural man is washing in the bathroom.
Wash away the tiredness and dust of the day.
If Fang was here, he would definitely recognize the identity of this villager.
It was the villager uncle he met by the river embankment who was engaged in running boats.
In Liu Shan's home, he is the only one.
Nuoda has a home with only one person, and he looks particularly calm and lonely.
Just when Liu Shan was washing his face alone, suddenly, the lights of the whole house plunged into darkness, like a fuse tripping.
Liu Shan's original action of washing his face stopped.
At this moment, the doors and windows were closed, and there was only Liu Shan in the house alone, and the second mysterious person's negative test sounded.
"Sure enough, you still can't help but shoot. If you didn't enter the seventy-two ghost gates and bring people out, the corpses of the three young people would definitely not come out by themselves."
"Do you still recognize this symbol on the mirror in front of you?"
Liu Shan in the dark bathroom raised his head and looked at the mirror in front of him. It was obvious that the space was small. Only his bathroom mirror was normal before. At this time, there was an extra symbol painted by blood.
The blood is still fresh, and blood is slowly flowing down, like a grimace of resentment weeping and bleeding.
This mysterious man has come and gone without a trace.
God left a symbol on the mirror without knowing it.
Faced with this treacherous scene, Liu Shan's expression changed.
The mysterious overcast voice in the dark continues: "Sure enough, people from all generations have entered the 72 ghost gates and saw the tomb of the mountain gods after death in the 72 ghost gates! It seems that I haven't In vain, there is indeed the tomb of the mountain **** after death! The symbol I drew is an ancient rune inherited from the mountain god."
"The mountain **** has not been born for thousands of years. Few people today can recognize the symbol of the mountain god's inheritance. You are an ordinary trash fish, it is impossible to know the symbol of the mountain god's inheritance, unless there is only one possibility, then You have seen it with your own eyes!"
"Do you know why I asked Guo Chengzhi to pull your neighbor's innocent kid into the ghost cave? Because this is a warning! If you dare to violate our will this time, every family around you will all end in the same way If you don’t believe me, hey, you can give it a try!"
"Can I ask something?" Perhaps he knew he could no longer escape, Liu Shan did not resist, nor did he have anger on his face, but was surprisingly calm.
"Why are you so keen on the tomb of the mountain **** after death?"
"Who the **** are you?"
"It seems that the so-called entrepreneur's son is not a real son, right? It's just a hapless one from where you found it. The purpose is to find someone who can lead you into the seventy-two ghost gates? "
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Fang Zheng saw that the entrepreneurs and his party were leaving.
He originally planned to follow up and see what conspiracy these people are doing.
Unexpectedly, the entrepreneur's Mercedes-Benz Sprinter just started and stopped immediately, and then saw the convoy turning its head on the river embankment and driving towards him.
Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes as he watched the convoy approaching with the dazzling high beams.
The right hand with the guitar backpack behind him tightened his shoulder strap. As long as there is a slight change, he intends to violently kill the enemy at any time.
However!
The team whizzed past Fang Zheng.
Speed past.
There was no stay.
His eyes were facing each other, watching the car that the entrepreneur was riding in front of him, Fang Zheng kept looking at the convoy going further and further away. He didn’t immediately follow, because Fang Zheng saw the convoy driving past him for a few minutes. Stopped on the river embankment again.
Afterwards, only the entrepreneur got out of the car alone.
There is a small pier on the river.
In the dark night wind, the entrepreneur seems to be waiting for someone.
As for those motorcades, after the entrepreneur got off the car, they all left, and no one remained.
In less than ten minutes, the entrepreneur finally waited for someone to wait.
Then, a group of five people boarded a boat on the small pier on the river.
Boom...
Under the silent night, the diesel engine on the boat roared, breaking the calm of the dark river. The few people actually planned to go out of the river at night.
Liu Shan started the boat and was untying the rope at the bow of the ship. When he was about to leave the river, suddenly, a man who seemed to be exhausted and panting came and yelled from a distance: "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle, we meet again. , Don’t sail first!"
"Uncle, are these people also fishing at night out of the river? Bring me by the way!"
Liu Shan felt that the more he heard the voice, the more familiar he became.
Look up.
The expression on his face was a little surprised and frowned.
"Why are you? Why have you not left? I didn't tell you that the river is not peaceful at night, why have you not left!"
Liu Shan kindly wants to drive Fang Zheng away.
He has some ties with Fang Zheng and doesn't want to hurt Fang Zheng.
"Uncle, there is something wrong with you. Why can you take other people out of the river to fish and not allow me to go on board? Are you afraid I can't pay the boat fare?"
I don't know, I don't know if Fang Zheng has no vision and just refuses to leave. He must get on the boat and go fishing out of the river.
Liu Shan was a little bit angry in his heart.
I haven't seen anyone so stunned.
Fishing for a fart fish!
Young people don’t go home and have fun with their phones. They ran out at night to blow a fart and catch a fart fish.
Games, pick-ups, movies, friends gatherings, bars, so many nightlife entertainment activities for young people, why do you have a nerve in your head and get stuck in fishing!
Can't you as a young man have the same normal hobbies as your peers!
"My boat has already been chartered, and I can’t carry you. If you want to go fishing in the river, wait until the daytime tomorrow. I will drive you out of the river for free tomorrow day, so you can catch it all at once! Tired! I don't want to fish until I catch it!" Liu Shan bit the word very hard, just trying to drive Fang Zheng away.
"Have you been privately contracted?" Fang Zheng looked disappointed.
At this moment, the entrepreneur who had boarded the ship went to the bow and asked what happened to Liu Shan?
Who is the question? Does Liu Shan know Founder?
Not waiting for Liu Shan to speak, Founder has already introduced himself first: "Hello, I am a fishing enthusiast, you can call me Chen Chichi."
"I originally wanted to go fishing out of the river with my uncle, but the uncle said that he was not out of the river for fishing. The boat has been privately chartered and I was not allowed to board."
Fang Zheng said a bit wronged.
With a long backpack on his back, he seems to be a fishing enthusiast.
After listening to Fang Zheng's words, the entrepreneur took another look at the guitar backpack behind Fang Zheng: "Fishing enthusiast? Then why didn't I see the fishing gear?"
"If it's really fishing, why do you carry a guitar backpack?"
"As a fishing enthusiast, carrying a musical instrument with you, cultivating your sentiments while fishing, shouldn't it be too much, right?" Fang Zheng said harmlessly to himself as an honest smile.
Liu Shan: "..."
Entrepreneur: "..."
It's really a godlike guy who plays the guitar while fishing to cultivate his sentiment.
Are you really here to fish?
Are you sure you didn't come to chase away the fish?
"What about your fishing rod and fishing gear?" The entrepreneur looked at Fang Zheng's body again, but didn't even see a fishing rod.
Fang Zheng laughed and patted the guitar backpack on his back: "I think it is troublesome to bring too many things, so I put them all together."
Liu Shan and the entrepreneurs are directly speechless.
Do you think that your guitar backpack is Jingle cat’s treasure pocket?
The entrepreneur smiled and turned to look at Liu Shan. He looked very gentle and talked to Liu Shan very well. "Who said that we are not fishing out of the river? Since this little brother is like us, If you’re a night fishing enthusiast, let this little brother go fishing night fishing with us."
After the entrepreneur finished speaking, he walked back again.
He didn't look at Fang Zheng again.
He was afraid that standing with Fang Zheng would even turn himself into a funny comparison.
After the entrepreneur turned around, the original gentle expression on his face instantly turned into a haze. He still didn’t say a word. Anyway, after entering the 72 ghost gates, it seemed to him to be just an ordinary person’s founder, destined It will become a corpse, just like those half-length corpses, so there is no need to care too much about a dead person.
After the entrepreneur went back and walked back, he reported the situation with the people who boarded the boat before.
Look at his respectful attitude.
He is just a runner.
Looking at the unresolved danger approaching, Fang Zheng, who was as ignorant as an ordinary person, and happily boarding the boat, Liu Shan shook his head.
Through the opportunity of collecting the rope and turning his back to the entrepreneurs, Liu Shan couldn't bear to say to Fang Zheng, who was helping him to collect the rope, "Young man, you really shouldn't be in this muddy water. If you come in, you should listen to my advice and leave early, maybe you won’t be involved in coming in."
"Uncle, I know you are a good person."
Fang Zheng smiled and helped Liu Shan to collect the ship's rope.
"Good guys who fart, good guys don’t live long these days, but wicked guys live longer and live longer like turtle spirits for thousands of years!" Liu Shan finished the rope, boarded the boat, and glanced at the person who was reporting the situation. A group of entrepreneurs cursed in a low voice.
This boat is not big.
It's even rudimentary.
It's just a simple open-air ferry, and it can only take a dozen people when it's full.
At this time, five people have taken up half of the seats.
Fang is sitting on the edge, with entrepreneurs in the middle, and close to the stern, there are three people sitting with the entrepreneurs.
"Uncle, isn't it?" Fang Zheng suddenly called out to the sound of the diesel engine on the dark river surface in the dark night.
Liu Shan: "What's wrong?"
"Uncle, didn't we go fishing at night, why did we open the seventy-two ghost gates?"
The answer to Fang Zheng is the entrepreneur: "The fish outside here are all caught by people nearby. There are more fish in the inlet hole, which makes it easier to catch."
The entrepreneur said kindly.
Fangzheng gave a loud voice, and then he quieted down.
Just a few minutes, puff, puff, puff...
From time to time, Fang Zheng threw things into the river and engraved something on the boat.
Not only the entrepreneur is curious now, but the other three people who accompanied the entrepreneur are also curious.
The entrepreneur looked at Fang Zheng, who was so busy, and asked vigilantly: "What are you doing? What are you throwing into the water?"
Fang Zheng turned his head and smiled and replied: "I am carving a boat for a sword. I heard that there are evil thieves in the seventy-two ghost gates. People will get lost as soon as they enter. I throw some bits and pieces under the water, and then mark the boat. , When we come out, we can follow the marks that I have engraved all the way, don’t worry about getting lost."
Entrepreneur: "..."
The other three: "..."
It's really a god's carving of a boat and a sword.
I'm afraid this kid is not a fool! ! !
At this time, Fang Zheng continued to throw his words into the water.
Of course, Fang Zheng was not boring to carve a boat and begging for a sword. He was just measuring the depth of the water and detecting some underwater conditions, and made some retreat plans.