Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 56: Do you know what Xiang is most afraid of?

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Just when Fangzheng was about to put away the small piece of paper left by the person who tied the paper,

But at this moment, suddenly!

Seeing the small piece of paper floating up without the wind, it seemed to be floating in a certain direction, Fangzheng's expression changed drastically, and he quickly grabbed the small piece of paper with his fist, and the nine yang zhenqi enveloped the small piece of paper .

Four Seasons Hall Pharmacy.

With a little yellow apron tied around his waist, he was in a hurry. He was making soup, braised fish, and stir-fried Kung Pao chicken. The pharmacy owner, who was preparing dinner for the father and daughter, suddenly moved the pot in his hand. After a pause, he frowned and stared at the void in a certain direction, as if those eyes could penetrate the walls and look into the endless distance.

But then, the pharmacy owner turned into a hesitant, puzzled expression, frowning as if lost in thought.

Until... there was a burnt smell and thick black smoke, filling the entire kitchen. Xiaoxue, who was watching the store outside, shouted at the kitchen, "Dad, you burned the vegetables again!"

The owner of the pharmacy looked down at the burnt fish sticking to the pan, then at the "Ded Chicken" that fell to the ground after failing to flip the pan, and said awkwardly: "Xiaoxue, it seems that we can only eat instant noodles for dinner again. "

And in the community at this time.

Fangzheng let out a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, I responded in time."

Just now, the piece of paper in his hand felt cold, Sen Han's abnormal energy fluctuations, and Fang Zheng, who was already somewhat familiar with ghosts, naturally understood what this energy fluctuation meant.

At this time, although it was covered with true energy to prevent the ghost's breath from leaking, the small piece of paper in the palm was still persistent, trying to float in a certain direction.

Fangzheng hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the piece of paper about three or four centimeters in size, and hurried out the door.

He intends to be curious to see, what kind of moth is he going to do

Zhou city.

Taohuajinyuan Community.

The sound of panicked footsteps broke the empty and quiet corridor, and a young girl in high heels ran out of the elevator in a panic, and then ran towards home in a panic.

Her face was abnormally pale, her expression was terrified, and she was very nervous. She turned her head to look around and behind her from time to time, as if she was afraid of avoiding something, so that her pale and trembling hand couldn't hold the key several times and fell on the empty door. There was a harsh noise on the corridor floor.

After half a minute, after more than a dozen times of correcting, the key finally aligned with the keyhole. The young girl was overjoyed and hurriedly pushed the door open to enter the house.

As all the lights in the house were turned on, the young girl felt relieved and threw herself heavily on the sofa chair. With the help of the tight covering force of the sofa, she greedily sought warmth and a sense of security.

What happened tonight made her feel a little scared after thinking about it...

Slap!

Suddenly, the sound of a man's footsteps, like a quartz clock in a misty world breaking the silence, sounded from the direction of the bedroom, hitting the young girl's heart heavily.

The young girl's body froze. She was desperate and looked towards the bedroom in horror. She wanted to scream for help, but fear invaded her whole body, but she couldn't cry out.

Slap! Slap! Footsteps gradually approaching the bedroom door...

Squeak... The bedroom door slammed softly, and a dark door slowly opened, and the bedroom was completely dark...

Why!

Why!

Fear engulfs young girls like icy sea water...

Just at this moment, boom, boom, there was a knock on the door: "Hello, I'm delivering a courier."

10 seconds, 20 seconds... No one opened the door.

Boom.

Boom.

The sound of fingers knocking on the door came again from outside the entrance.

"Hello, I'm from the property management company. There are residents downstairs complaining about water leaks in your house. It's raining on the ceiling downstairs."

Still no one opened the door.

Save...save me...the young girl stared in horror, looked towards the door and wanted to ask for help, but she felt as cold as ice all over her body, as if the scene of the ghost pressing the bed was reappeared when she was a child... Obviously her brain was very clear, and she opened her mouth to want to He called for help but couldn't even utter a single word... Creaking, the bedroom door closed again, and the person on the sofa disappeared...Suddenly, boom!

With a loud bang, the anti-theft door in the entrance suddenly exploded inward, with such a huge force that even the wall with the door frame trembled violently.

"I've got you again."

A meaningful sneer, and then saw a man with a knife, bang, smashed the wooden door of the bedroom domineeringly, and countless wood residues exploded and shattered.

The man with the knife went straight into the bedroom.

Immediately afterwards, there was another bang!

The room was shaken violently, a large hole was directly blown out in one wall of the bedroom, and a woman was thrown out of the bedroom mercilessly.

boom! boom!

There were loud explosions in the bedroom one after another, and the room trembled from time to time, and the sound was astonishing.

"Is the one I chopped up last night your father or your grandpa?"

"not talking?"

"I still want to escape, come and leave when I want, have you ever asked me about the ghost knife in my hand, it! Answer or not!"

boom!

The huge force directly slashed the entire wall of the bedroom and exploded, bang bang bang, a large number of bricks and stones splashed, and dust filled the entire room in an instant.

It was impossible to see the situation inside the house clearly for a while, only to hear the continuous loud explosion.

Ten minutes later, when the police arrived, they found nothing but the homeowner who had already passed out in a pile of ruins that looked like an explosion scene.

Soon after, the case began to be taken up by "professionals" from a bureau.

At this time, Fang Zheng, who was afraid of being approached about the renovation plan of 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, had already left the Taohuajinyuan community because of a guilty conscience, picking small paths along the way, preparing to return to his residence.

While hurrying, Fangzheng looked at his palm, only to see another piece of paper in his palm.

At the moment there are two pieces of paper.

Fangzheng couldn't help but frowned. So far, he still doesn't know the specific function of these pieces of paper left over from the paper piercing man. The only use at present is that once a paper piercer appears, it will immediately cause a reaction.

Just as Fangzheng was thinking, suddenly, he stepped on something.

He lifted the soles of his feet.

Only then did he realize that he accidentally stepped on a piece of yellow paper used to worship the dead.

Hoo, hoo...Suddenly there was no wind and a gust of wind rose, and some yellow paper was swept around, as well as ghost coins, which were ordinary ghost coins with denominations of one billion or ten billion.

At this time, Fang Zheng realized that in order to avoid the street cameras, he chose a small path, and actually walked into a gloomy path full of old banyan trees on both sides of the road.

This is an old street. The huge canopy of the old banyan tree completely covers the old street, which is not spacious at all, under the shade of the trees. The sun and moon cannot shine in for many years, forming a place of yin.

At night, all the shops on both sides of this seldom-traveled old street are closed early, leaving only the quiet and uninhabited old street like a ghost street.

At this time, Fangzheng noticed that at the crossroads ahead, squatting with his back facing him was a pitch-black figure under the dark night.

"People are afraid of ups and downs, do you know what Xiang is most afraid of?"

"Xiang is most afraid of two shorts and one long..."

(end of this chapter)