When Fangzheng slashed open the door with a knife, the huge movement made alarmed the old magic stick.
Fang Zheng just rushed into the room, just in time to see the old god stick opened his eyes and woke up with a somewhat dazed expression.
obviously.
The old god stick was also attacked by the evil spirit of the underworld.
The old god stick is just like him, just walked out of the memory of the evil spirit of the underworld.
As for the four ordinary people on the ground who were foaming at the mouth and unconscious.
After the inspection, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, people are still alive.
It's just too frightening.
That is to say, the old people are frightened by ghosts.
If there is no external help, at least one year and a half will be spent in bed this time before he can recover.
It just so happens that the crime of kidnapping and robbery this time is enough for these people to spend more than ten years recuperating in prison.
Next, Fangzheng continued to look for the hotel owner.
But after searching all three floors, the owner of the hotel was not found.
It wasn't until Fangzheng found the back door of the hotel that he realized that the back door of the hotel was actually open.
The back door of the hotel is a unique alley extending in all directions in the urban-rural fringe.
Fangzheng just took a look and gave up the idea of going out to find someone.
If the hotel owner has really escaped, finding someone in the urban-rural fringe area extending in all directions is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
"Little brother, have you found the owner of the hotel?"
When Fangzheng returned to the guest room, the disheveled old magician asked questions with concern.
At this time, the disheveled old god stick had already changed the front of his Taoist robe.
Fangzheng glanced at the disheveled old man, and then at the unconscious young woman Zheng Yuxia on the ground. The old man noticed Fang Zheng's gaze, and immediately blushed his orange-like old face with an angry expression. Call for injustice.
"Little brother, what is that look in your eyes?"
"Old man, I really didn't do anything!"
Seeing that the old magic stick was about to chatter again, for the sake of Fangzheng's quiet ears, he interrupted decisively: "Old magic stick, haven't you been clamoring to dig up the plum tree at the door?"
What?
"Let's dig up that plum tree together now."
?
The old magic stick who reacted had a happy expression on his face, he slapped his thigh vigorously with his palm, and shouted a word with vigor: "Success!"
The old magic stick was eager to try, Fangzheng finally let him dig the tree.
As for fighting for a clear reputation based on reason, it was temporarily left behind by the old god stick.
Fangzheng took the old magic stick and walked directly from the back door to the front door of the hotel.
"Little brother, the owner of this hotel is very good, why is he running away?" The old magic stick looked at the open back door of the hotel with a dazed expression.
asked some puzzled.
Soon, one old and one young came to the plum tree.
I don't know where the old magic stick with a shovel came from the hotel, bah, bah spit two mouthfuls into the palm of his hand, that old face asked Fangzheng eagerly, should we start digging now
But Fangzheng didn't speak immediately.
Instead, he circled the plum tree.
"Little brother, what's the matter? Isn't digging a tree a matter of a shovel? Little brother, you are a mother-in-law." His hands were already itchy, and he wanted to know if there was a dead man buried under the plum tree, he muttered dissatisfied.
"Little brother, you can't afford to lose a day's wages, can you?"
Seeing that the bet is about to win.
How could the old magic stick not be in a hurry.
Fangzheng took out his mobile phone and handed it to the old magic stick.
There is already a photo open in your phone.
"Old God stick, compare the hotel in the photo before and after, and the hotel we are standing in now, do you see any difference?"
The old godstick took the phone suspiciously.
When he saw the photo, the old god stick was a little surprised and said, "Little brother, when did you take the photo of the hotel's front door?"
"No, this photo was taken during the day, we checked in in the middle of the night, so the time is wrong."
As soon as the old magic stick finished speaking, he seemed to have discovered something, and let out a surprised light from his mouth.
"Um?"
"Little brother, when did you take this photo? Why is there a plum tree missing from the roadside in front of the hotel?"
The old magic stick still looked up at the hotel and the plum tree in front of him in disbelief, and then looked down at the photos on Fangzheng's phone.
After repeated confirmation.
Only then did the old god stick finally believe that it was not his old eyesight that was dim.
Exactly as he said!
There is one more tree in front of the hotel than in the photo!
It's the plum tree that shouldn't be in the city!
The photo in Fangzheng's mobile phone is a photo of the hotel's facade registered with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, which was sent to him by Captain Fei along with the hotel information.
Originally, he planned to dig up the suspicious plum tree after the hotel closed.
Unexpectedly, when the old magic stick disappeared, it was delayed for some time.
Faced with the curious question of the source of the photo by the old magic stick, Fang Zheng didn't elaborate, but vaguely said that he found it on the Internet. The old magic stick didn't doubt Fang Zheng's words, but the more he talked, the more excited he was. Chang: "Little brother, I'm an old man, I'm right. I'm an old man, I just said there's something wrong with this plum tree!"
"Let's dig a tree!"
But just when the old god stick was about to dig the tree, a pale and terrifying grimace suddenly appeared in the spiritual world of the old god stick and Fang Zheng without any prior warning.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Caught off guard, the old magic stick was so frightened that he shouted three shit.
"You are courting death!"
Only Fang Zheng, who practiced spiritual martial arts, reacted instantly and visualized a vicious devil ape in his mind.
Roar! !
The demon ape let out a hostile growl, and slapped, easily crushing that pale grimace.
"too weak!"
"Vulnerable!"
Just then.
A wisp of ordinary soul energy of gray-white energy was absorbed by the human skin scriptures.
Fangzheng first had a smile on his face, but then, seeing that he had turned into a demon ape, and even his arms had turned into black and long-haired ape arms, Fangzheng's eyes moved.
Spirit world
He was actually dragged into Li Zishu's spiritual world.
Fangzheng raised his head.
look ahead.
In front of him, there is a tree.
There is a temple under the tree.
That tree is a towering plum tree.
The branches are lush and lush.
Full of plums.
And that temple is an ancient temple.
The ancient temple is ancient and clumsy.
Looking at the spiritual world he was dragged into, Fangzheng's first thought was, could it be that the plum tree that was planted strangely in front of the hotel recently was planted by the man behind who forced the dumb girl into the darkness and made it into a ghost weapon? next
Fangzheng has encountered this ancient monster from the last century more than once.
So it is normal for him to have this conjecture.
Fangzheng turned around to look around, but he couldn't find the figure of the old magic stick. He pondered for a few seconds, and the vicious demon ape transformed by Fangzheng began to move his feet, and the footsteps were heavy and walked towards the strange temple under the plum tree.
The furnishings in the temple are very simple.
An incense table.
Behind the incense table is not a stone statue, nor a Buddha statue or Bodhisattva, but a corpse.
"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to destroy my foundation?"
In the empty temple, a depressing, deep man's voice sounded.
"who?"
"Who is hiding behind and sneaking around, playing tricks?"
The vicious-looking demon ape had a ferocious look on his face, and his scarlet eyes swept around.
(end of this chapter)