There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Just when Founder was thinking,

The old **** stick cat went to the corner and secretly called.

Within a few minutes, I saw the old **** stick's face turning back and forth.

"How?" Founder looked at him.

The old **** stick frowned: "The old security guard at the quarry just called me, and the story of the continuous dead that the quarry has been covering has happened."

"The shareholders of the quarry were taken away by the police, and even the manager of the quarry was rewarded by the police with a pair of silver bracelets."

"Teacher, I almost lost my life in that cave last night. As a result, I ended up with a hundred thousand yuan and money, and I lost my money."

Founder has some sympathy for the old **** stick.

Li Laosan and his wife were killed here, and the person in charge of the quarry was taken away. The old **** stick didn't get a penny.

Just as the old **** stick was depressed, a policeman glanced at the old **** stick from time to time.

"Uncle policeman, what are you looking at?" The old **** stick wondered.

Police: ""

Don't make trouble.

With your big nephew, I'm afraid I will lose my life.

The police did not speak, but found a man, Li's third brother, who asked him to identify the old **** stick.

Brother Li: "Yes, he is the Chen Daxian my third brother found."

"When my third brother's house collapsed and he was in a coma with his younger daughter, he was all present."

"The day my third brother died with his younger daughter-in-law, Chen Daxian was also present, and that day was the first time Chen Daxian rushed into the room where my third brother was killed."

The old **** stick looked like chrysanthemum and old flutter.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the old **** stick was surrounded by four or five policemen at once, all eyes watching him.

"Chen Daxian, you are very famous, wherever you go, there will be dead people. You have been killed in the front of the village, you are there; Jianshanling Quarry is dead, you are only there, you are now a fugitive suspect in our public security system List. "The police looked stern.

"Uncle policeman, I am wrong, is there any misunderstanding!" The old **** stick shuddered two times, and actually entered the public security system's list of fugitive suspects, and his face was green.

This is the standard for properly wanted criminals.

At this time, Founder was very wise to watch his nose, watch his heart, keep silent, and try to make himself transparent.

Does not attract police attention.

If even he is on the public security system list, he is really happy.

The police immediately turned black. "Speak well, I am only forty years old this year, and I cannot afford to be such a big nephew."

"Call me Comrade Police."

"Comrade Uncle Policeman, I'm so innocent." The old **** stick cried miserably.

Who is fine to take the name of the murder crime to himself.

That is the highest criminal case for eating peanuts.

"Let's say, do you want a pair of silver bracelets? Or a pair of silver anklets?"

"This is there, is there any difference?" The old **** stick asked tremblingly.

Police: "Silver bracelets enter the detention center, silver ankle bracelets enter the prison."

"Frankly be lenient and resist strictness. If we find out that you are really innocent, you don't need to wear silver anklets.

In the end, no matter what the old **** stick justified, he was taken away by several policemen. Because the old magic stick may be a murderer, a pair of silver bracelets was awarded on his hand.

Looking at the old **** stick being taken away, Fang was silently silent for the old **** stick for 5 seconds in his heart. Then, he decisively raised his two legs and left this land of right and wrong.

Since staying in Menqian Village, no clues have been investigated, and what happened one after another has attracted the police ’s high attention, and it is no longer convenient for him to act. Mr. Fu, who behaved unfathomably, may have a solution.

When Founder went from the countryside to the city, it was almost nightfall.

After leaving for three days, he finally set foot on the land of the city again. When Founder got off from the passenger transportation center, he felt a little sighed.

Although it was only three days, but too many things happened in these three days.

There are both dead and cursed

Thinking of the curse, Founder kept running and went straight to Mr. Fu's Hades. He has always deliberately avoided Mr. Fu and Zhang Tufu, who have always been unfathomable insiders of the system. He never took the initiative to find them. This time is exceptional, because the curse on him makes him like a throat, bringing urgency Sense of crisis.

When Fang Zheng was looking for Mr. Shang Fu, he actually saw Zhang Tufu appearing again in Mr. Fu's Ming shop.

Do n’t Zhang Tufu have any nightlife?

It seems that the only nightlife is Mr. Fu?

When Fang Zheng's figure appeared in Mr. Fu's nether shop, Mr. Fu was burning paper money in the brazier at the door.

At the same time, the special soul +1.

A hint of green spirit rose from Mr. Fu's body, and Founder was shocked and happy.

As soon as Founder appeared, Mr. Fu at the door and Zhang Butcher, who was serving a small white wine with braised pork head meat in the Mingdian, all stared at the top.

It became the focus at once, making Founder a little uncomfortable.

Founder was terrified: "What, what?"

Mr. Fu was still the dead face with no expression on his face. He continued to squat by the brazier to burn paper money, pay homage to the souls of the dead, and did not speak.

"This younger sibling is a good match for you." Zhang Tufu finished, and continued to pour white wine and braised pork head meat in front of him.

Founder's face turned black on the spot.

Brother peat.

It's as good as peat.

Founder was depressed, and then looked at Mr. Fu, who was burning paper money, and asked curiously: "Mr. Fu, who is this paper money burning again?"

Founder remembered that Mr. Fu burned paper money last time, or the first time he met Mr. Fu. That time, because four young girls played psychic games, they were spotted by an evil mirror spirit, and later had his first Once overcast

"Do you know what happens if you go to the wrong tomb when you go to the grave?" Mr. Fu didn't answer the question, still the dead face with no expression.

Founder: ""

Reading physics is like fog, physics is like fog, Buli, Physics Founder feels that his mood is like this at the moment.

I want to know,

I do n’t call it Founder.

I just changed my surname to Lin Zheng

Not waiting for the answer from Mr. Fang, Mr. Fu has already spoken: "The Qingming Festival not long ago ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Some people worshiped the wrong ancestral tomb. When they meet ghosts, they still worship an ancient tomb that has not even been tombstoned."

Founder tentatively asked: "This is very difficult?"

Mr. Fu continued his expressionless expression: "During this time, the hospital mortuary and crematorium kept throwing away corpses. When he was discovered a month later, he had eaten more than 20 corpses."

"Now, even if he drives away the things in his body, people will not be able to save him. He has become accustomed to eating dead human meat, used to eating raw meat raw, his nature has changed, and he will continue to eat dead human meat in the future, and will eventually develop into eating alive. Human flesh. "

"I'm paying homage to his dead soul, don't go to the wrong grave later."

Founder was stunned.

Mr. Fu is admitting in disguise, this man died in his hands in the end?

So today we are mourning this dead soul?

It's no wonder that as soon as he saw Mr. Fu, he scoured wool to a special soul.