Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 115: Conscience is the god of every mortal

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Although the phone call with Mr. Fu ended,

But Fangzheng didn't make up his mind whether to go negative.

If it's just a general supernatural event, there's no need to take too much risk. Fangzheng doesn't mind raising his hand to subdue demons and demons, and earn a wave of gray energy by the way.

But this supernatural event is different!

This psychic divination is very likely to be a super-large-scale supernatural horror incident like the bloody Mary and pen fairy incidents abroad.

Bloody Mary, a whole student dormitory building died.

Those who played the pen fairy psychic game were even blocked by the military.

And the psychic divination this time has something in common with Bloody Mary and Pen Fairy, they are all mysterious, weird, and special.

They are all non-earth-bound spirits, which can spread and spread in a large area, and spread quickly like a virus.

These psychic games are very different from ordinary ghosts, they are even more weird and evil, otherwise, even the people in the special operations department would not be helpless.

Fangzheng didn't know if there would be any risk in this trip.

If you really encounter terrifying evil spirits like Bloody Mary and Pen Fairy, then follow the evil nature of the two supernatural events abroad... I'm afraid this psychic divination event will not be that simple.

Although judging from the last time, everything was calm and smooth, and there seemed to be no danger, but that time it was because of the presence of the unfathomable Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang. But this time, if he had a bad luck, he could only complete it alone.

The two things are not of the same nature at all.

And this is precisely where the unknown risk lies.

"However, maybe I think too much myself, Mr. Fu should not harm me, otherwise who will show him the store?"

"Mr. Fu thinks that I am able to get out of the shadows because I have a certain chance of success, especially when Mr. Fu asked me to ask for a wood carving from Zuo Qianhu next door and a jade plaque from the owner of a jade shop before I got out of the door. It shouldn't be a simple arrangement."

Maybe tonight is really a sleepless night.

The desolate street is like a windless old pool in the deep mountains and old forests. Only a few street lamps with a decaying atmosphere provide dim and faint light. Suddenly, there is the roar of an engine, breaking the night silence of this uninhabited old street. The convoy is coming from far and near.

Before people could see the convoy, they saw several wisps of gray and white air flying towards the square position in Mingdian, flying like moths to a flame.

Instantly swallowed by the human skin scriptures.

In just one or two seconds, three wisps of gray-white air were collected directly.

Pale air +1, gray air +1.

Another two wisps of grayish-white air were collected, making a total of five wisps of grayish-white air.

Faced with this sudden scene, Fangzheng was subconsciously taken aback, and hurried out of the underworld shop.

At this time, a convoy turned around like a monster in the night, roaring into the empty old street, and when he saw the first car in the lead, Fang Zheng recognized that it was Captain Fei's car.

Then the identity of this team is ready to be revealed.

People from Special Operations!

And those gray and white auras all come from these people.

Captain Fei slammed on the brakes, and the speeding car was violently suppressed like a wild beast, and finally stopped firmly at the entrance of Mingdian. Afterwards, Captain Fei got out of the car.

There are also several other team members.

However, the members of the special operations team in the other vehicles did not get out of the vehicle. They seemed to have been ordered in advance, and they were all on standby in the vehicle.

This is a large team of about ten cars.

When he saw Captain Fei and the others, Fangzheng could clearly sense from the few people in front of him that there was a frenzied energy aura floating around, as if they had just fought fiercely and hadn't completely calmed down the unintentionally spilled energy from their bodies.

Fangzheng's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

Reminiscent of the previous gray and white air, it just proved his conjecture.

If a wisp of gray and white air represents one ghost, then what kind of place would five ghosts gather at once

He glanced at the tires of the convoy thoughtfully. There was no mud and dirt in the suburbs, so it was in Zhou City

"I'm sorry to bother you so late at night, because I happened to pass by the neighborhood just after finishing the mission, so I stopped by Mingdian on the way, and wanted to ask if Mr. Fu has come back?" Captain Fei first explained, and then directly explained the purpose of coming.

However, Captain Fei and his party were naturally disappointed.

"Captain, another person was killed today, also in his sleep."

"Now, new victims are being dragged into the nightmare world every day, and the number is increasing every day. Now, one person is killed a day. As more and more people are dragged into the nightmare, the longer the time, The death toll will only increase rapidly like a snowball! We can't afford to delay, maybe seven or eight days, maybe ten days later, more than a dozen people will be killed every day!"

Watching Captain Fei and his team leave, the sound of conversations in the car came to Fang Zheng's ears.

In the middle of the night, the old street suddenly became deserted again.

"Brother Zuo, you said that you like the character of Zuo Qianhu. He is full of blood and loyalty, and his aura will last forever. He will die to serve the country without regret... I am just an ordinary citizen, and I don't understand much truth. On the contrary, Zhiqiu Yiye is a bit greedy for money. , a bit of a philistine, a bit of profit-seeking, and not a serious character, so he is more like an ordinary person in life." Fangzheng said to himself.

At some point, Zuo Qianhu had already walked out of the shop, perhaps because of the previous noise from the convoy...

Zuo Qianhu was silent.

"In this world, everyone obviously only wants to live as an egoist. Although they don't seek faults, they seek to be wise and protect themselves. They even don't hesitate to put on a mask of indifference." Fang Zheng was still talking to himself.

"Everyone wants to live like Zhi Qiu Yiye, who is a little greedy for money, a little philistine, and a little profit-seeking, but Zhi Qiu Yiye's final ending has achieved the greatest righteousness... You say that conscience is something that you can see You can’t see it, you can’t touch it, but it does exist all the time.”

"Conscience is no child's play. Who can absolve a man from his own conscience? Conscience is the god of every mortal..."

Fangzheng whispered softly, uttering a famous quote from Menander.

Then he turned around.

He did not return to the Ming shop, but went straight to the woodcarving shop next door.

"Brother Zuo, Mr. Fu asked me to ask you for a wood carving. Are you asking me to pick one of these wood carving crafts on the shelf?" At this time, Fangzheng smiled at Zuo Qianhu, and then looked curiously at the wood carvings on the shelf. crafts.

If you look carefully, it is indeed a wood carving handicraft.

I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. They were all wood carvings of birds and animals. Although they were lifelike, they were all exquisite handicrafts.

But it is only limited to handicrafts.

But Mr. Fu would never ask Zuo Qianhu for a wood carving for no reason. There must be something unusual that he hasn't discovered yet.

Zuo Qianhu looked at Fangzheng with a meaningful light in his eyes, then pointed to the row of wood carvings covered with red cloth behind his workbench: "The wood carvings you want are here."

(end of this chapter)