There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 150: Dirty marriage

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The ghost painting skin that Fang Zheng killed, even if there are not dozens of them,

There are also eight, ten.

So he will never forget the breath of Ghost Painted Skin.

As early as the first sight of the old **** stick, Fang Zheng had discovered that the old **** stick in front of him was not actually the old **** stick himself, but a ghost painted skin with no flesh and blood but an empty shell.

When it comes to the person he offends and has the ability to paint skin, then paint skin Gaojia is the only one.

At the beginning, he had slaughtered the genius of the Gao family.

Although the slaughter was only a piece of human skin after Shahu died, it is considered to have forged a beam with the painted skin Gao family.

In an instant, Founder wanted to understand the clues before and after.

It should be his identity, which has been exposed from the very beginning. Since he entered the city, he has been under the supervision of the Huapi Gao family.

Perhaps because of the deterrence of the state apparatus, the Huapi Gaojia did not dare to be in the city and act blatantly.

So he has been dormant in the dark, like a poisonous snake showing a venomous gaze, waiting for the prey to relax its vigilance or leave the nest.

The result is obvious, the old **** stick has become an innocent implicated person.

The Huapi Gao family used the old magic stick to successfully lead him out of Zhoushi and set up an ambush in Menqian Village.

It’s just that he can’t figure out, when did he reveal his identity?

Is it because you have killed Ghost Painted Skin, which will leave traces on your body? Such as breath? Or is it a special smell?

Fangzheng wiped away Ghost Painted Skin’s neck with a knife. The neck was separated by two-thirds. Ghost Painted Skin’s head was weakly shrugged to one side, but it was not dead yet.

Ghost Painted Skin intends to resist, puff!

The hand knife pierced the chest of the ghost painted skin from the back, the nine yang real qi was urged, and the breath of the sun immediately ignited the human-shaped torch of the feminine ghost painted skin, crackling and burning, and exuding a foul smell Roasted.

Ghost Painted Skin died directly.

Normal spirit +1.

Now these ghosts are already vulnerable in Fang Zheng’s hands.

Fang Zheng knew that these ghostly painted skins, but they were also ghosts manipulated by humans, and there was no clue to interrogate these little trash fishes, so he didn’t bother to interrogate them.

Fang Zheng stood still, looking at the ghost painting skin burned to ashes under his feet, his eyes glowing with cold light.

He just hopes that the old **** stick is okay now.

The old **** stick has suffered a disaster without delusion on this trip.

“Huh?”

“Who is it!”

Fang Zheng has strengthened his physique after training, and his keen five senses he has cultivated. He sensed strange eyes peeping behind him, and he turned away indifferently.

The gaze came from behind, outside the courtyard gate where the gate was closed.

Outside the courtyard door, someone was sneaking through the leaked gap between the two courtyard doors, peeking into the courtyard.

Shoo!

The people outside the courtyard, seeing where their whereabouts were exposed, went straight back and wanted to escape.

Fang Zheng thought he was a member of the Painted Pi Gao family. He walked like a wind gangway under his feet. He was very fast. He carried a ghost knife in his hand, and he went straight over the wall to chase him out.

Almost less than a second, when Fang Zheng chased after leaving the courtyard wall, there was no one outside the courtyard, but a figure was faintly caught from the corner of his eyes, and he quickly flashed into the villager’s yard opposite to Old Three’s house.

Fang Zheng directly chased after him with a knife.

This is also a rural homestead with a detached house. After Fang Zheng went over the wall and entered the yard, there were no people in the yard.

I saw that the doors and windows were closed tightly, and there was no trace of the doors and windows being pushed open. It seems that the host’s family has already rested, and the flash of a figure before it was just an illusion.

Fang Zheng is very convinced that it is definitely not his dizziness.

Boom!

At night, he kicked the door of the house vigorously, and Fang Zheng directly took the knife and broke into the house, showing his fierce intent.

As soon as I kicked the door, there was a strong stench of rotten stench, like an old jar of pickled vegetables that had been sealed for a long time, and it suddenly choked.

Fang Zheng held his breath, but found no suspicious clues in the house. Instead, he found the corpse of an old man who had been dead for several days and had been black and smelly on a bed in the bedroom.

Fang Zheng frowned.

This looks like an old man living alone in an empty nest, who suddenly died of illness and no one at home knew it, and there seemed to be nothing suspicious.

It’s just like you can often see in the news that in a city full of steel and concrete cages, empty-nest elderly people who have no children left by their side have died of illness or depression and committed suicide by taking poison. They died at home for a month. People know.

The scene in front of me seems to herald this sad scene. At first glance, there seems to be no doubt. However, there is no doubt, it is the biggest doubt.

This is a rural area. It is not a city where interpersonal communication is cut off by cold security doors, even a city that has lived together for decades and even the neighbors can’t recognize it.

In the countryside, the villagers often visit the door, and there is a lively relationship between the old people. The old people can recognize the names of the villagers, even who has lost a dog, who has a relative, and who has just died of illness. The whole village is known. But now, there are old people who have died of illness at home for many days. The body is black and smelly, and no one has found the old man to be abnormal. This is the biggest doubt.

Combined with Ming Marriage, painting Pi Gao Jia, everything seems to be covered by an unusual and strange shadow.

After searching for another circle, there was no new discovery, and Fang Zheng’s heart sank.

He took the knife and killed the old man Li’s house.

Fangzheng passed through the mourning hall, but he didn’t meet anyone along the way. When he found the dark marriage bridal chamber, he finally knew why he didn’t meet anyone.

Li Lao San and his wife are all in a coma at the door of the dark marriage bridal chamber at this moment.

Fangzheng tested the body temperature of the second person, the body surface was warm, and he was still alive.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, his awe-inspiring and cold eyes darkening.

This Menqian Village is getting more and more weird.

First it was the ghost painting, the **** outside the door, and the old man who died of illness in his home for a few days but was not found by the villagers. Now even Li and his wife are unconscious, it seems that everything is from this The dark marriage began.

Outside the dark marriage bridal chamber, there is a big lock locked, which should have been locked by Li Laosan and his wife.

I don’t know if it’s to prevent outsiders from entering… or to prevent someone from coming out…

Crack!

Smash the big lock on the door with one knife, boom!

The scarlet sword qi directly smashed the door, Fang Zheng revealed the rare cruel look, murderously carried the sword into the room, no matter what ghosts it, today, who wants to stop him from saving people, all will be chopped with the knife.

It just so happens that he lacks spirit.

The more ghosts, the better, all of them are cheaper for him.

Fang Zheng rushed into the room with the sawdust, and just saw two figures sitting on the right of the wedding bed, one on the left and one on the right.

Respectively, the bride and groom in ancient traditional costumes.

The groom’s body was swollen and pale, just in line with his drowning appearance. A pair of eyes that were as wide as fish-eyes kept staring at the doorway, not staring at him.

It happened to be facing Fang Zheng who broke into the room, as if he was the murderer who was accusing him.

The bride is covered with a red hijab.

Fangzheng hesitated, but in the end he didn’t lift the bride’s red hijab. Seeing the bride’s exquisite and full figure, it didn’t look like an old god’s stick.

Fang Zheng turned around. There was a dressing table next to him. Fang Zheng turned his head to look, but his scalp was numb and his face changed suddenly.

In the mirror, a bride… is lying on his back…

Behind him, he didn’t know when he carried a ghost bride!