There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 926: Dancing model dolls
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At this time, Fang Zheng was playing with two small objects in his hands.
One earring respectively.
A mirror.
This is the vehicle for the blue-skinned boy and the deformed Siamese.
Fang Zheng silently looked at the two underworld weapons in his hand.
For easy distinction.
For the time being, Fang Zheng gave these two artifacts a name for each.
Sighing earrings.
Mirror for the inferiority man.
Fang named the Underworld Device based on the experience of the wraith spirit before his death.
From the name alone, it can be seen that the tragic experiences of these two underworld wraith spirits during their lifetime were finally tricked into the abyss of human nature step by step.
In addition, Fang Zheng still has a piece of cloth in his hand.
It is the cloth from Gao Zhongli's skirt.
Fangzheng made a decision and planned to use Fortune Incense to find someone.
Actually, Fang Zheng once hesitated as to whether to use the two dark artifacts first, first go to the three-eyed man who is good at making use of the human heart to refine the dark dark artifacts, or go to Gao Shu painting first.
But in the end, Founder decided to go to Gao Shuhua first.
The fragments of Gao Zhongli's skirt fell in the corner. It is very likely that Gao Shu's painting has encountered big trouble or danger, and a desperate fight has taken place.
So after which is the lighter and the heavier, Fangzheng plans to find Gao Shu's painting, who is likely to be in a dangerous place.
It's not the first time that Founder has used his luck to find someone.
It's the so-called one-time raw and two-time cooked.
Fortune incense.
Strengthen.
Smoke of smoke rose again, but this time there was no figure standing outside the window, and the window was empty.
Not long after, Fang Zheng was seen walking out of the room.
Running all the way.
The Fortune Cigarette Qi in his hand is like an arrow, which has been drifting in one direction, instead of drifting around in a disorderly manner.
Looking at the fortune incense really worked.
Founder Yixi.
I don’t know if Gao Shu’s painting is still alive...
Finally, Founder was surprised to find out.
Yun Shixiang actually guided him all the way to the venue of the engagement banquet.
But what made Fang Zheng more cautious was that the entire Gao family was plunged into darkness, even the slightest light was invisible.
This makes the dark night, which is already quiet and weird, even more icy, and there is a sense of faint anxiety.
Fang Zheng is calm and composed, holding his fortune incense, and continues to move forward. He was cautious all the way, and did not directly choose to leap over the roof without greed for shortcuts, so as not to expose his position and become a living target.
About ten minutes.
When Fang Zheng rushed to the venue, under the white light of the mobile phone flashlight, blood!
Blood in one place!
The messy and overturned tables and chairs, the engagement banquet flowers that were trampled on the ground, the broken dishes on the ground, the table that was knocked down by a panic...
But no one's body was found.
The strong smell of blood in the air disturbs every nerve of the person.
There was a massacre here!
I just don’t know why, all the bodies are gone!
Fang Zheng immediately condensed his expression.
Begin to enter the venue cautiously.
Papa, papa...Blood flowed across the ground, some low-lying spots also accumulated blood, and **** footprints were stamped on the soles of the shoes.
Every time the sole of the foot is lifted, thick, dark red blood will stick under the sole.
Looking at the degree of blood clotting, the fighting here should stop shortly, and it should not be more than twenty minutes.
So what the **** is it that can dispose of a corpse so quickly?
"There was a massacre here twenty minutes ago. Why did Gao Shu's paintings appear here?" Fang Zheng thought of a question.
Then Fang Zheng found the body of the Wu family in the coffin.
The only people who exist here are the corpses of the Wu family who have become dead.
"Could it be that the dead person in the coffin, who did not look at him, suddenly cheated the corpse, and then destroyed so many master practitioners in one group?"
Thinking about it, pop!
Fangzheng's cell phone slapped the dead man directly against the corpse in the coffin.
After slapped in the face, Fang Zheng shook his hand.
People are dead and rigid.
A slap in the face of a dead person is like a slap in the face of a stone.
The hands are uncomfortable.
It's totally two kinds of feelings than slapping a living person.
As a result, under the white light of the mobile phone flashlight, the pale skin of the Wu family's corpse after death was not as enraged as Fang Zheng imagined.
Slap! Snapped! Snapped!
Fang Zheng gave a few more slaps.
No matter who it is, being slapped one after another will stimulate self-esteem, absolutely can't bear it.
But the corpse in the coffin has been lying still.
Fang Zheng is finally convinced of one thing.
The Wu family is indeed dead.
Just as Fang Zheng turned his gaze away from the dead body in the coffin and looked at the dark surroundings, when people thought about it, suddenly, a very slight abnormal noise came into Fang Zheng's ears.
Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly sharpened.
Look at it.
Crack, click, click...
There was a strange noise, a slight noise in the dark, the sound was harsh, unpleasant, and inexplicably upset.
Fang Zheng raised the flashlight of his mobile phone, and the cold white vertical light shone toward the sound.
That was the open space on the edge of the engagement banquet venue. Fang Zheng shot it over with his cell phone and saw dozens of model figures standing motionless there.
"Huh?"
Fang Zheng frowned. He remembered clearly that these model dolls were not here.
The model dolls are very old.
In a strange posture, posing in a shape, the joints of the hands and feet are reversed, giving people the illusion of suffering.
These model dolls, which are obviously dead objects, are all cold dead objects.
But it just feels painful.
Combined with the sense of outdated colors, it inexplicably gives people a gloomy and weird atmosphere.
And those subtle voices came from these painful model doll groups with inverted hand and foot joints.
However, the body joints of these model dolls are moving at an extremely slow speed!
Moving slowly and aimlessly in the dark.
As Fangzheng’s mobile phone was shining over, it seemed to be stimulated by a light source. The model dolls with inverted hand and foot joints turned their heads to look towards Fangzheng.
At this time!
The picture in front of Fang Zheng changed.
He is no longer standing in an engagement banquet venue with messy tables and chairs, but in an outdated dance studio decorated with a touch of the past.
In the dance studio, a beautiful girl at the age of a young girl is practicing dancing.
The girl dances gracefully and lightly.
When the girl was dancing, she looked at Fang Zheng from time to time. It was a pair of students looking forward to being praised and recognized by the teacher.
She should have used Fang Zheng's current position as her dance teacher.
Maybe the girl was too eager to get the teacher's approval and praise. She jumped while distracted, and eventually slipped her feet accidentally, knocked her head heavily on the ground, and broke her neck on the spot.
With a weird angle, his head is tilted backwards, even if he is dead, he still stares in the direction of Fang.