There’s an Evil Spirit Here

For the weird crow on the treetop, Founder has been paying attention for a long time.

Because at the beginning, he caught a cold scent that was hard to detect on this black crow.

He didn't know that the Michelin fat master, who was heavily supported by the director, also noticed the strangeness of the crow?

So Fang Zheng remained silent, intending to watch his reaction to this Michelin master, and wanted to test the true strength of the other party.

With the shooting of this scene, the surrounding sky has begun to darken, the crew began to return, and the crow actually followed the way.

Founder seems to be chatting with Tuhaodong, but in fact he has not taken it lightly, and has been paying attention to the black feather crow.

But nothing happened along the way, and nothing strange happened.

Dumb—— dumb——

The black feather crow also followed the way, and the voice was harsh and noisy.

When everyone in the crew happened to be in the mountain village, dumb --...

Biu! A stone broke into the air, and the crow's cries stopped halfway. The body fell from the treetops and fell into a river that just passed through the village. The sound of the water fell, and the crow was swept away by the turbulent water in a flash.

"Immortal, I thought there was roast game at night to add meals." Master Michelin wore a soap horn robe tightened by an obese body, twisting the obese body, and scolded toward the village.

"Hey, buddy, I know you. You are the one who played the villain in the afternoon ... Who ... In short, your villain plays very well and is very unique." Seemingly, Master Michelin turned and greeted Fangzheng with a friendly smile. Shows a good white teeth.

"Founder." Founder introduced himself generously.

Master Michelin smiled with pride: "Haha, come on, I look forward to seeing your villain in the movie after the movie is released."

Looked at Michelin ... Ah no, it was Master Wang who left, and Founder thoughtfully glanced at the river outside the village.

After the death of the crow, the human skin scriptures did not respond, and did not inhale the gray gas ...

Founder ca n’t feel the breath of the crow, so I ’m sure that the crow is dead, but he did n’t get the gray gas ... Is it because the ant meat is too small, and the human skin scriptures are too picky to pick?

It seems that this person's skin scriptures are not really poor. Even if the ant legs are small, they can also be supplemented with protein.

After the crew returned to the village, someone was already distributing lunch.

During the lead lunch, Founder had no intention of hearing the director and prop master, and a few conversations with Master Michelin.

Recently, the crew lost their prop costumes every day. No matter how to guard against it, they still lost their prop costumes every day. They did n’t lose batteries or other valuables. They only lost their costumes. Seeing that the prop master had to suffer from neurasthenia, the eyeballs were so big that he could n’t sleep with a toad-like insomnia every day. The director was afraid of something happening to the prop master. Crew props, see if you can catch this thief who only steals prop costumes.

Master Michelin immediately agreed to come down, and propped up the propagator who stayed up with red eyes in two eyes, and thanked him quickly.

The night is quiet and there are few lone stars.

Today is a gray cloudy day.

When the village was quiet and everyone was resting, even the neighboring local tyrants heard even breathing sounds, and they seemed to have fallen asleep, and they saw the square figure who had changed a prop suit and followed the sewage pipe of the outer wall. Silently landed on both feet.

Longtou Lake.

When Founder appeared again at Longtou Lake, a boat, a person, and a corpse-trapping person could not be struck by lightning, already waiting here.

At this time, the corpse catcher had a pale face with excessive blood loss, but he could not see any abnormality on his body, but in fact, under the clothes, the corpse catcher was covered with bandages.

However, under the dark night, everyone did not find that the face of the corpse-trapping man was wrong.

When Founder arrived, there was a person sitting silently on the ship.

Founder was still the same as yesterday. He found a seat in the innermost corner and sat down quietly, waiting for the remaining two passengers.

Ten minutes later, the third boat passenger boarded the ship, and a fragrant wind was drawn into the chest and lungs with the cold night wind. The Founder was surprised. It was actually the sister paper that met twice last night.

At this time, the three people on the ship are still uniform costumes for the crew, such as an "armed man" who is about to prepare to take a boat to do things.

The fourth boat passenger also appeared one after another.

This boat passenger is still a prop costume, but when other people see this fourth boat passenger, they are curious to pay attention to the past.

This is like a 180-pound big fat man wearing a m-size prop costume, the meat on the belly, the meat on the thigh, and the clothes are cut into sections ... very funny.

This is a big fat man.

When Founder saw the fourth boat passenger, the expression on the face under the prop helmet showed a strange look.

This funny scene, Master Michelin!

The fat man's signs were so obvious that Founder recognized it at a glance.

If this funny Michelin master appears here, who is in charge of the guard at the props' warehouse?

Is this a guard against theft? Founder silently mourned for the prop master.

The result of day and night defense is a house thief.

When the big tonnage fat man boarded the ship, the small sampan obviously rolled down, but fortunately he did not overturn in the lake.

Still four people filled the boat.

The corpse-saver propped up the boat and kept rowing in the ghost lake under the night.

The fog was hazy, but it didn't seem to affect the vision of the corpse-trapping person. The small sampan was following a specific trajectory without moving forward, leaving behind a circle of ripples behind the lake.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the corpse man's movements in the hands of the corpse drew.

'S gaze of the corpse man has been staring in a direction on the Baiwu Gui Lake ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Several people on the boat followed the corpse man's gaze, but the fog was hazy, and everyone saw nothing.

One second ... two seconds ... about ten seconds or so, there is a blue light in the white mist, which is gradually approaching from the direction of everyone's left side.

Half a minute later, a small boat, a boatman, and a green lantern at the bow appeared only five or six meters apart. At this time, it was clear that the boatman was dressed in brown clothes, wearing a hat and a pair of paddles in his hand.

The boat carried a passenger.

Several people separated by five or six meters, looked at each other silently.

Is a human kayak!

Under the helmet of the prop costume, Founder glanced at the blue-skin lantern on the bow of the ship, with cold light in his eyes.

Quickly found out that there were more black dogs sitting next to the kayaks today. The black dog's green eyes were staring closely at the people on the opposite ship.

"Paint Pi Gao Family?"

Among the four boat passengers, the first boarder, sucked in a breath and gave a low cry.

Look at the kayaker on the opposite side, and then look at the corpse-trapper on your side. After learning about the end of the day, he worried that the two would fight directly in the middle of the ghost lake?

Then they became a victim of pond fish, which made some eggs hurt ...