At this time, Fangzheng was playing with two small objects in his hands.
Each is an earring.
a mirror.
This is the ghost vehicle of the little blue-skinned boy and the deformed conjoined twin.
Fangzheng silently looked at the two artifacts in his hand.
In order to facilitate the distinction.
For the time being, Fangzheng gave these two ghost weapons a name.
Sigher earrings.
The low self-esteem mirror.
Fang chose the name of the underworld device based on Wraith Ling's experience during his lifetime.
From the names alone, it can be seen that these two wraiths suffered tragically during their lifetime, and were finally tricked step by step into the abyss of human nature.
In addition, Fangzheng also had a piece of rag in his hand.
It was the piece of fabric from Gao Zhongli's skirt.
Fangzheng made up his mind and planned to use the incense of luck to find someone.
In fact, Fang Zheng also hesitated, whether to use the two dark weapons first, go to the three-eyed man who is good at refining dark weapons by using people's hearts, or go to Gao Shuhua first.
But in the end, Fangzheng decided to go to Gao Shuhua first.
The fragments of Gao Zhongli's skirt fell to the corner. It is very likely that Gao Shuhua encountered serious trouble or danger, and a desperate struggle took place.
So after deciding which is more important, Fangzheng plans to find Gao Shuhua who is probably in danger first.
And it was not the first time that Fangzheng used the incense of luck to find someone.
It's the so-called first time to be born and second time to be familiar.
Good luck.
strengthen.
The curling smoke rose again, but this time there was no figure standing outside the window, and the window was empty.
Not long after, Fangzheng was seen walking out of the room.
run all the way.
The smoke of the fortune cigarette he held in his hand was like an arrow, drifting in one direction, instead of drifting around in a chaotic manner.
Seeing that the fortune incense really worked.
Fang Zheng was overjoyed.
I just don't know if Gao Shuhua is still alive...
But soon, Fang Zheng was surprised to find out.
Fortune Xiang actually guided him all the way to the venue of the engagement banquet.
But what made Fangzheng even more cautious was that the entire Gao family was plunged into darkness, not even a single light could be seen.
This made the already quiet and eerie night, even more icy, with a faint sense of uneasiness.
Fangzheng was calm and calm, and he continued to move forward with the incense stick in his hand. He was cautious all the way, instead of taking shortcuts, he directly chose to fly on the roof, so as not to reveal his position and become a living target.
About ten minutes or so.
When Fangzheng rushed to the venue, under the piercing light of the mobile phone flashlight, there was blood!
Blood all over the place!
Messy and overturned tables and chairs, engagement banquet flowers that were trampled on the ground, pieces of dishes that were smashed all over the floor, a table that was knocked down by panic...
But no body was found.
The strong smell of blood permeated the air, disturbing every nerve of the person.
There was a massacre here!
It's just that for some reason, the corpses are all gone!
Fang Zheng's expression froze immediately.
Begin entering the venue cautiously.
Pa-ta, pa-ta... Blood flowed across the ground, and blood pooled in some low-lying places, and bloody footprints were stepped on the soles of the shoes.
Every time the soles of the feet are lifted, sticky dark red blood will stick to the soles of the shoes.
Judging from the degree of coagulation of these blood, the fighting here should stop shortly, not more than twenty minutes.
So what exactly is it that can deal with a lot of corpses so quickly
"There was a massacre here twenty minutes ago, why did Gao Shuhua appear here?" Fangzheng thought of a question.
Then Fangzheng found the body of the Wu family in the coffin.
The only people that exist here are the corpses of the Wu family who have become dead.
"Could it be that the dead in the coffin, who did not rest in peace, suddenly cheated on the corpse, and then wiped out so many master practitioners at once?"
Thinking so, pop!
Fangzheng's mobile phone took a photo of the dead body in the coffin, and directly slapped the dead man.
After a slap, Fangzheng shook his hand.
Man is dead and rigid.
Slapping a dead man is like slapping a stone.
It hurts so much.
It feels completely different from slapping a living person.
As a result, under the piercing light of the mobile phone flashlight, the pale-skinned corpse of the Wu family after death was not as enraged as Fang Zheng imagined.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Fangzheng slapped him a few more times.
No matter who it is, being slapped in the face one after another stimulates self-esteem, and it is absolutely unbearable.
But the corpse in the coffin has been lying still.
Fangzheng was finally convinced of one thing.
The Wu family is indeed dead.
Just as Fangzheng turned his eyes away from the dead body in the coffin, looking at the dark surroundings, and thinking about it, suddenly, a very slight abnormal sound came into Fangzheng's ears.
Fangzheng's eyes were suddenly sharp.
Gaze and look.
Click, click, click...
There was a strange sound, a slight sound in the dark, the sound was difficult and unpleasant, and it made people feel upset for no reason.
Fangzheng raised the flashlight of his mobile phone, and the cold white vertical light shone in the direction of the sound.
It was an open space on the edge of the engagement banquet venue. Fangzheng took a photo with his mobile phone and saw dozens of model dolls standing there motionless.
"Um?"
Fangzheng frowned. He remembered clearly that these model dolls were not here before.
Those mannequins are very old.
In a variety of strange postures, poses, the joints of the hands and feet are reversed, giving people the illusion of suffering.
These obviously dead mannequins are all cold dead things.
But it does feel painful.
Coupled with the sense of old colors, it inexplicably gives people a gloomy and weird atmosphere.
And those subtle voices came from the group of painful model dolls whose hands and feet joints were reversed.
However, the body joints of these model dolls are moving a little at an extremely slow speed!
Moving aimlessly and slowly in the dark.
When Fangzheng's mobile phone was photographed, it seemed that they were stimulated by the light source, and those model dolls with their hands and feet joints turned upside down all turned their heads to look at Fangzheng's side.
That is at this moment!
The picture in front of Fangzheng's eyes changed.
He was no longer standing at the engagement banquet venue where the tables and chairs were messy and overturned, but in an old dance practice room with a slightly old-fashioned decoration style.
In the dance practice room, a beautiful girl at the age of a young girl is practicing dancing.
The girl danced gracefully and lightly.
When the girl was dancing, her eyes looked at Fangzheng from time to time. It was a pair of eyes of students eager to be praised and recognized by the teacher.
She should have regarded Fangzheng's position as her dance teacher.
Maybe the girl was too eager to get the teacher's approval and praise. She was distracted while jumping, and finally slipped accidentally, hit her head heavily on the ground, and broke her neck on the spot.
His head was tilted backwards at a strange angle, even though he was dead, he was still staring at Fang Zheng's direction.
(end of this chapter)