There’s an Evil Spirit Here

The old college that Founder was looking for,

Is the College of Humanities.

This normal university in the city has a hundred years of history, so some infrastructures are slowly failing to keep up with the new education model in the information age.

Therefore, the Normal University has rebuilt a new humanities college.

The old liberal arts college intends to go out and become an adult university under the name of a normal university.

Founder now has a secret excitement to know the inside information.

It turns out that the Old Humanities College was requisitioned by the Special Operations Department

However, when Fang Zheng came to the Old School of Humanities, Fang Zheng only found out that outsiders could not enter it at all.

The old humanities college has long been blocked, and even security personnel are on duty.

These security personnel are hard and spirited, which is obviously different from ordinary security guards. At a glance, they can see the tall temperament of soldiers.

And there are warning signs at the door, not open to the public!

"Sure enough, there is a problem here!" Founder moved his heart.

Founder pretends to be an ordinary tourist. Like everyone else, he stops to watch in front of the warning sign, and then looks curiously at the Old School of Humanities, and finally leaves in disappointment.

Did not attract attention.

However, Fang Zheng, who left the old school of humanities, is not stubborn, and still hovering in other nearby schools, but has never obtained anything. He also had the idea of ​​lurking in, and with his skill after martial arts, lurking in was still a breeze.

But Founder quickly dispelled this unrealistic idea.

Unless he wants to die, he will want to lurk into the special operations headquarters of the master.

Seeing the time passing by one minute and one second, staying again will delay the opening time of Mingdian. Fang Zhengxin reluctantly left the normal university.

Anyway, the big university will not run away.

There will always be opportunities.

First go to the community, pick up the small skeleton again, and then take the well-developed bus system, and go straight to the Mingdian without delay.

When I arrived at the Nether Shop, I caught up with the last light of the setting sun and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

At the same time, the next thousand households on the left also opened on time.

According to the past practice, when Zuo Qianhu opened the door for business, he came to the Ningdian to rush through the door. It seems to be a day of rest during the day, psychologically lonely.

As soon as Zuo Qianhu entered the Nether Shop, he saw at first glance that the small skeleton was holding the tablet and was watching the domestic animation.

Eh, more and more in line with the human world.

At this time, Founder also happened to check out the a body from the back hall, and when he saw Zuo Qianhu, he said hello: "Brother Zuo."

Zuo Qianhu: "Brother Zhiqiu."

The two chatted casually, and Zuoqianhu returned to the next store.

Founder thought that today would be a calm night again, but at nine o'clock the night was getting darker, and suddenly there was an explosion, which stirred the tranquility of the night.

Founder was shocked and ran out of the nether shop quickly.

Then the little skeleton followed.

At this time, Zuo Qianhu had appeared on the street one step before Founder. Founder looked up to the direction of the explosion and saw that there was fire blazing into the sky and the fire was burning.

Soon afterwards, there was a piercing sirens of fire trucks, galloping in all directions towards the direction of the explosion.

The front face is dignified.

This explosion is a bit of a fire, but the direction of the fire does not seem to be the suburban industrial park. It basically excludes the possibility of chemical plant explosions, clothing factory explosions, and rubber factory explosions. But if you want to ignite such a big flame in the urban area, you can't think of other things for a while?

Founder: "Brother Zuo, look at this fire is not small, just hope no one is injured or killed."

"I don't know what kind of flammable substance caused such a big explosion, and it can also cause such a high fire."

"I should see the news tomorrow." Zuo Qianhu watched it for a while before returning to the store.

Founder's eyes pondered a bit, and he stared again for about 20 minutes. When he saw that the fire was gradually getting smaller, Founder returned to the store.

Tonight seems doomed to be a sleepless night.

As soon as Fang Zhenggang returned to the nether shop, his smart phone was shaken. Fang was surprised, and the caller ID was actually Zhang Tufu.

"You contacted me a few days ago?" Zhang Tufu's voice was still so indifferent.

It did not explain why they lost contact these days.

It's just that Founder Zhang noticed a faint anomaly from Zhang Tufu's voice. But Zhang Tufu is tired now?

So Founder roughly talked about a, psychic divination, and nightmare killing.

As well as the people in the Special Operations Department, temporarily store a body in the Hades Shop.

"Wait for me for a few minutes, I'll go to Mr. Fu." Zhang Tufu still cares so much as words, there is no unnecessary nonsense.

Founder did not hang up, but waited quietly.

In one minute and two minutes, some fine sounds were heard from the handset. It seemed that Zhang Tufu was walking in a pile of gravel or sand, and then he could hear the screaming wind and howling. , But because of the distance, and the wind and howling, Founder did not understand what was said.

"Tell me in detail again." About five minutes, a slightly tired voice came from the receiver.

Mr. Zhang Tufu and Mr. Fu seem exhausted?

All the while, Mr. Fu and Zhang Tufu are somewhat inscrutable in Founder's heart, but could it be very difficult to make Mr. Fu and Zhang Tufu so tired at the same time?

Founder suppressed his doubts and began to tell the details of the recent situation of Mingdian.

Because this time I talked about it in detail, Fang Zheng spoke for about ten minutes. Mr. Fu was silent throughout, and did not interrupt Fang Zheng.

"Want to learn to walk away?"

After Fang Zheng finished talking about things, Mr. Fu's voice was calm, still like the dead face.

Founder didn't respond at first.

I saw Mr. Fu continued: "If you want to learn to walk away, there are nine wooden boxes on the second floor, you open the first wooden box closest to the door, and then take out the soul-drawing lamp, which you have seen last time. Psychic Light. "

and many more!

I didn't seem to promise to be a night watchman?

"Mr. Fu I" Fang Zheng is going to explain, but Mr. Fu is still talking down.

"If you plan to go overcast this time, spend the night for the dead and watch the vigil for the living, you can ask the owner of the shop next door for a wood carving, and then go to the jade shop opposite to get a jade card."

Next, Mr. Fu began to talk about the vaginal flow, taboos, and detailed methods ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ It was not until half an hour later that this ended the call.

Founder at this time, frowning, he did not know if Mr. Fu suddenly taught him to get yin, if it had any other meaning.

Mr. Ke Fu said nothing about the night watchman.

I just asked him if he wanted to learn to walk away from the vagina. He did not force him to become a night watchman, nor did he have any additional conditions. Mr. Fu said that he had all the right to choose, and finally told him to do his best.

If you don't want to go overcast, you can also wait for Mr. Fu to come and let Mr. Fu personally handle this supernatural event.

Going overcast? Or not to go overcast?

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Sorry, there are only three chapters on the 8th and one chapter is missing. A total of two chapters are owed and will be completed in June. There is something wrong in these two days, coupled with the need to go to work during the day, the handicapped party code is so slow qaq