A woman's face emerged from the cup, looking at Fang Zheng calmly.
Fangzheng also looked calm.
Innate God Gang!
The majestic zhenqi in the body flowed along the palm of the hand, bringing scorching heat, instantly burning the glass in his hand red, and the water in the glass directly boiled and boiled.
As the water boiled, violent ripples were stirred up, and the woman's face in the cup disappeared in an instant.
It was directly boiled away by Fangzheng's pure Yang Qi.
"Is it so easy to kill?"
But the human skin scripture on Fangzheng's body didn't respond at all.
Thinking of how difficult the decapitated woman was in the water prison world, Fang Zheng frowned. He felt that this matter was absolutely impossible to be so simple.
Thinking of this, Fangzheng lowered his head.
Looking at the glass of water where the woman's face has vanished into thin air.
He finally didn't have the courage to drink the glass of water.
Then he put down the water glass in his hand.
Only drink this glass of ghost water unless he is sick!
What if the glass of water he drank grows a little female ghost in his body? Or clumps of black hair grew out of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and died of suffocation. Who will be responsible for him
After putting down the water glass in his hand, Fangzheng couldn't help thinking about the situation in front of him.
Going to the things in the shadows and running to the outside reality made him feel a little bit of a sense of crisis.
Who the hell knows if the woman with severed head will come back to life
It's just that Fangzheng couldn't figure it out a little bit.
The decapitated woman has long been destroyed in history and does not exist. All the ghosts seen in the underworld are nothing but the reappearance of an ancient resentment and obsession. How did he get entangled by the ancient resentment
Is it because the same spiritual world has gone too far
Is the body more or less contaminated with some special breath
Just when Fangzheng was planning to find Chuanpuyang to discuss countermeasures together, he found that Yiyi, Chuanpuyang, and Xiaohei who were in the living room were all gone.
Fang Zheng's heart sank immediately.
The whole house was empty.
He was the only one left.
After Fangzheng searched the house, he couldn't find it. Just at this moment, an abrupt voice sounded.
"Immortals and Buddhas have yet to complete both, I only know that the lonely night is not peaceful..."
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, life and death have their destiny, no matter how brilliant, but a handful of loess, a handful of green ash..."
"A useless person is a scholar..."
this voice...
It was the beating sound of the hunchbacked old watchman in the dungeon!
Fangzheng's expression changed.
He immediately had a very bad premonition in his heart.
In the next second, Fang Zheng didn't even think about it, he rushed towards the entrance in big strides! Because, the beating sound came through the security door of the house!
result!
Fangzheng's palm had just touched the handle of the anti-theft door, and the moment he pushed the door open, his vision changed, and the corridor outside the door turned into a dungeon corridor.
He was not standing in the corridor of the community, but in a cell in a dark and humid environment.
He originally rushed to the porch and grabbed the doorknob, but now he was standing behind the prison cell's iron railing, one of his hands was holding a cold, damp iron rod.
Looking at the scene in front of me.
A strange color appeared in Fangzheng's eyes.
It seems that the beheaded woman was just a wedge, and he was directly pulled into the spiritual world of the dead without being in a state of yin.
This has never happened in the past.
"Could it be that I've been resentful because I've repeated too many negative events?"
The scientific explanation is that if there is too much friction, the screwdriver can also be magnetized.
At this time, the voice of the watchman singing in a strange tone was getting closer and closer to Fangzheng's cage, and then a hunchbacked old man approached, beating the watchman with one hand and beating a gong with the other.
"The coffins in the world are seven feet three. Today, June 6th, only six feet six inches are buried... the parts over six feet six inches can be eaten, can be eaten... no, the more I talk, the more hungry I am, so hungry, so hungry..."
Baha, Baha.
The hunchbacked old man spoke, drooling from the corner of his mouth, like a starved ghost.
few minutes...
As a ray of ordinary soul energy rose and was absorbed by the human skin scriptures, in a messy dungeon, the hunchbacked old man was hammered to pieces by a hideous demon ape.
Then in the next step, the ordinary soul energy from the scholar +1.
Normal Soul Qi from the Red Umbrella Woman +1.
…
After harvesting more than a dozen strands of ordinary soul energy, Fang Zheng, who was like a demonic ape returning to his ancestors, finally killed him again by the square pool.
The pool water is still the same pool water.
cold.
dark.
profound.
It's like a black abyss that can devour people's souls and can't see the bottom.
But the next moment!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The huge sole of the demon ape landed on the ground, and with a majestic back, it actually left without looking back.
Did not enter the pool water.
Since it's not a must, Fangzheng will naturally not do anything unsure, he intends to test whether he can exit safely!
…
…
Still the familiar bedroom.
Familiar bed, drawn curtains, familiar bedroom layout.
When Fangzheng exited the spiritual world of the dungeon according to the previous method, he found that he was still in the bedroom, still maintaining a cross-legged training posture.
Afterwards, the person went down to the window, and with a bang, opened the curtains.
patter...
It was raining outside the window.
Fangzheng paid more attention this time, and visualized the magic ape picture in his mind several times, but this time the atavistic magic ape did not appear again.
After a minute or two.
Fangzheng was finally convinced.
He has indeed withdrawn from the spiritual world this time, and people are indeed in reality.
However, being entangled in resentment this time may not be all bad things. One must have an optimistic spirit.
At least he doesn't need to go to hell, he can also enter the spiritual world of that ancient resentment, and gain soul energy...
I just don't know if the frequency will be frequent
Can it be used repeatedly
Thinking of this, Fangzheng walked out of the bedroom and immediately went to the living room to drink a glass of water to calm himself down, but nothing happened this time.
Well.
Fangzheng let out an uh, and for some reason, he actually felt a little regretful in his heart.
What a damn little pity!
On the contrary, as soon as Fang Zhengfu walked out of the bedroom, he was greeted with complaints from Chuan Puyang, and Xiao Hei squinted at the staff.
"Sheep boy, are you secretly hiding in the bedroom and eating alone? If you didn't let us into your bedroom, my old sheep would have knocked down the door with two hoofs, and rushed in to catch people and seize stolen goods. "
"Sheep boy, it's raining heavily outside today, is it necessary to go to the old street diligently today? Do you know what my old sheep thinks of first when it sees a rainy day?"
Chuan Puyang actually doesn’t want to go out on a rainy day at all, he just wants to lie at home with salted fish on a rainy day.
Fangzheng thought for a while, then looked at Chuan Puyang: "This rain is as big as Yiping's when her father asked for money."
Trump sheep: "???"
"Who is Yiping?"
Fangzheng: "The heroine in the TV series "Deep Love and Rain"."
Baa! !
"My old sheep is concerned about whether the wool will get tangled when it gets wet in rainy days, but you and my old sheep are in love in rainy days!" Chuan Puyang yelled.
Fangzheng was speechless: "I believe your wool is knotted."
The rest of the night was uneventful.
Nothing to say all night.
the next day.
Fangzheng received a text message with the code to pick up the package from the courier cabinet, and the three fake cheat books he bought on a treasure store finally arrived.
Including "Zixia Magic Art", "King Kong Immortal Magic Art", and a long-awaited book of spiritual martial arts...
(end of this chapter)