"Then what happened afterwards?" Fangzheng asked.
Unexpectedly, the old magic stick looked at Fangzheng with strange eyes,
"Little brother, these are just tales of foxes, ghosts, gods, ghosts and ghosts in folk miscellaneous history. No one knows that the ancients wrote these stories. How true and how false are they? Don't you really believe it?"
The old god stick and Fang Zheng squatted next to the corpse to study the headless male corpse. The old god stick turned his head and looked at Fang Zheng, as if he was looking at a troubled boy.
It's just that the boy's appearance is a bit precocious, which makes people anxious.
Fangzheng: "..."
Fangzheng: "Old god stick, let me tell you a little joke. I have a friend with the same name and surname as you. He likes to eat TNT the most. Now the grass on the grave is thirty feet high."
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The old god stick was dumbfounded.
…
"It seems that if we want to know where Zhang Jiu's head went, we have to go to Jianshanling Quarry again tonight." Fangzheng stood up and was about to leave Zhang Jiu's house.
"Then what about this headless corpse?" The old god stick stayed alone in the room, feeling a little cold in the back, and hurriedly followed the footsteps above.
Fangzheng spread his palms and said: "Of course it is to call the police, and to catch the murderer as soon as possible. This is the duty of every citizen. Do you need to think about it? If you don't call the police, do you want to stay and take the blame for the murderer? ?”
"But before we call the police, we have to find out what happened to Zhang Jiu at the Jianshanling quarry."
In fact, Fangzheng still had a sentence to say.
Since there is soul energy sent to the door to harvest, it would not be a pity to let the cooked duck fly away.
Let him harvest a wave of soul energy first.
Of course, the most important thing is to get rid of the curse on him as soon as possible!
After so much tossing and turning, there was no rice in the morning. After leaving Zhang Jiu's house, the old god stick insisted on going to a nearby beef noodle restaurant to fill his stomach first.
Not long ago, I just saw a stinking corpse, and it didn't seem to affect the appetite of the old god stick at all.
But thinking about the profession of the old magic stick, it's not surprising.
After one hour…
Fangzheng and the old magic stick reappeared near the Jianshanling quarry. At this time, the sun was shining in the afternoon. Although the Ching Ming Festival had already passed, the weather did not heat up so quickly. The climate was still a bit cooler. From time to time, there was a cool air flow from the cold air. Fang Zheng and the old god stick sat in the car and opened the car The windows are ventilated, but it doesn't feel stuffy.
They were waiting for Zhang Jiu to appear after dark.
Whether this Zhang Jiu is a human or a ghost, it will be revealed immediately when he appears in the dark.
Sitting bored in the car, the old magic stick curiously asked Fang Zheng a question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time: "Little brother, you have been chasing from Menqian Village to the quarry, who exactly are you chasing?"
"Is that person important to you, little brother?"
It's okay if the old magic stick doesn't ask, but Fangzheng feels depressed when asked.
There is a sentence in my heart that MMP does not know whether to say it or not.
If it weren't for the old god stick, he could lie innocently on the gun, and inexplicably take the blame for the members of the Gao family, causing a fatal curse. Although this wave allowed him to earn the greatest wealth ever, seventeen wisps of soul energy were harvested from Gao Shuhua alone, but without this fatal curse, everything would be truly perfect.
No matter how you think about it, it is very disturbing.
Fangzheng flipped down the plastic panel of the vanity mirror in the car, pointed to the plastic panel with black, yellow and yellow mold spots, and asked the old god stick: "Do you know what this is?"
The old magic stick was at a loss: "Nonsense, old man, I naturally know what it is, isn't this a sun visor?"
"It's also called the Women's Friendship Mirror."
Fangzheng showed a bewildered smile that is harmless to humans and animals, and waved to the old god stick like wolf grandmother, and said: "Old god stick, take a look at the makeup mirror, and then tell me what's in the makeup mirror."
At this time, the old magic stick is like a little red riding hood who has not been deeply involved in the world. He has not withstood the temptation of Grandma Wolf, obediently leaned over half of his body to the passenger seat, and then...
"Mom!"
"Okay, what a handsome and lovely younger brother and sister... What a talented girl, girl, girl-looking...Golden boy and jade girl...Made in heaven...Shocking, ghost, ghost...Ghosts and gods are a married couple!"
"I wish my little brothers and younger siblings to grow old together, full of children and grandchildren, quarreling at the head of the bed and reconciliation at the end of the bed... Ah no, it's a golden house with singing and singing and a colorful phoenix, and the bridal chamber is full of joy and joy!"
The old godstick was so frightened that he tried his best to crawl out of the car outside the driver's seat. It sounded like he was about to cry.
"Supreme Tianzun, the Patriarch of the Sanqing is above, the old Taoist, I can't see anything, the old Taoist, I was born with two needle eyes and can't see anything, where am I, and what is this place, the old Taoist, I am blind in front of my eyes, I can't see anything. Can't see."
Fang Zheng had already discovered that the bride in the phoenix robe and Xia Phi lying on his back, this strange, evil curse, was lying on him from beginning to end no matter it was day or night.
The curse has no effect during the day.
It can be seen from this that this curse is even more evil.
Just when the old magic stick was trembling and about to climb out of the driving seat, Fang Zheng grabbed the old magic stick by the back collar and dragged it back into the driving seat. Make a sound movement, and then touch the rearview mirror outside the window with your hand.
Signal the old stick to look in the rearview mirror.
I saw a convoy of several Benz vehicles coming from a distance, and the dust billowed along the way, passing by the old Jetta soon.
When the convoy passed by, I saw an old monk in a monk's robe sitting on the rear seat of one of the cars, with a benevolent expression on his face, eyes closed and palms together, reciting scriptures.
As if aware of his gaze, the old monk opened his eyes that had been closed all the time, just in time to see Fangzheng and the old god stick in the old Jetta parked by the side of the road.
The old monk nodded politely and smiled at the two of them, and sang Amitabha in a low voice.
Watching the convoy finally enter the Jianshanling quarry, and the security guards at the gate came out of the security room to welcome the big Benz convoy, Fang Zheng looked thoughtfully.
Is this the quarry that finally can't sit still, and finds monks to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and do things
Just as Fangzheng was thinking about it, the old god stick who was crying with an old face in the driver's seat suddenly sat up straight, his chest straightened, and his face had a rare serious expression.
The old god stick looked towards the direction of the quarry, more precisely, he stared at the big Mercedes with the old monk in his eyes, with a murderous look on his face.
Fang Zheng has a black question mark on his forehead.
Why did this old magician suddenly become serious? One second, he was still scared to death and climbed out of the driving seat, but the next second his face suddenly changed into a serious one
"Little brother, the old way, I think there is a demon here, and the heavens are responsible for the people, and all living beings are struggling in the world, and the old way, I can't bear it. Let's go to the quarry to cast down the demons?" The old god stick looked seriously. Founder.
"Speak human." Fangzheng was unmoved.
"Little brother, have you ever heard a saying that Taoism and Buddha have been enemies since ancient times?"
"Old man, I want to grab the business of this bald donkey!"
The old magic stick speaks domineeringly and sonorously, touching people's blood.
There will be another update later~
(end of this chapter)