Chapter 105 Psychic Game

But before closing the shop, Fang Zheng tidied up the underworld shop a little.

After putting everything in order, they closed the door and kept the key.

Then he walked out of Old street and walked 100 meters to see the bus stop.

While waiting for the bus, Fang Zheng took out new headlines, brushed a few of the most frequent forums and posts, these forums and posts are the easiest to find some supernatural events.

Finally, it was the forum where the god of climbing over the wall had gathered.

[ Air passenger incident! ]

[ The bizarre disappearance of an ocean-going freighter! ]

[ Bixian terror!' the whole world is my country' of our neighbor. A street was locked up this morning by an emergency military blockade! Now outsiders are unable to enter the street, and some insiders have revealed that it was because a couple failed to play with pen immortals! Extradited photos! Video! ]

A few minutes later, Fang Zheng posted a few important foreign spiritual events in his history post.

There was no exception this time, very soon.

Failed to open the post.

In the air?

The ocean?

Fang Zheng was shocked that this supernatural event was far from being on land. But when Bixian's post was posted, Fang Zheng's scalp went numb and exploded.

There was a chill on his back.

First there was' I'm awesome', a high school student in Ah San who played the Bloody Marie spirit game, and the entire student dormitory student died in a terrible night.

Now, there's a couple from my country all over the world, who seems to have failed to play with the pen fairy, and even the entire street is urgently blocked by the army?

Bloody Marie, Bixian, are all kinds of psychic games. Fang Zheng tightly frowned. Could it be that psychic games are really so evil?

When a dead person appears in a psychic game, he or she will die in a large area. Unlike those earth-bound spirits, he or she can only harm people in a special area.

The range of activities after death was severely restricted.

But the huge terrorist incidents like Bloody Marie and Bixian have far exceeded the regional limitations of earth-bound spirits. Anyway, he lowered his head and frowned. He couldn't help but think that the last time he went into the underworld with Mr. Fu and Butcher zhang, the four girls were playing the same psychic game and ended up bumping into the evil Mirror spirit.

The evil Mirror spirit was also able to move around, not limited to the four girls playing psychic games in their private homes.

However, compared to Bloody Marie and Bixian, this evil Mirror spirit did not cause as many deaths and injuries as Bloody Marie and Bixian.

"Was it because he was discovered in time?"

"Or... The more people play, the greater the increase in Evil spirits's capabilities?"

Fang Zheng simply understood the psychic game as... Plundering incense? Faith? Negative emotions?

Just like the devil of the cult, the more believers, the stronger the devil's power...

And the more people they played, the longer history they had, the more terrifying the Evil spirits in these psychic games became... Because, at every moment, he was expanding himself.

With this thought, Fang Zheng was immediately shocked.

If that's the case... Fang Zheng held the smartphone in both hands and quickly typed in the search keywords.

Soon, I found the most famous psychic games, Bloody Marie, Bixian, please disc fairy, psychic board, mirror witch, mirror ghost, door ghost, unknown immortal, food...

Whoosh!

Take a deep breath.

However, during the search, there were a few special messages that made Fang Zheng pay more attention.

Even the oldest and oldest constellations, divination, Luck... There were also more or less mysterious and strange stories.

It wasn't a mobile app or a computer game.

Earthbound spirits...

Psychic games...

Fang Zheng frowned as he pondered. He had a vague idea that the most commonly seen of ghosts was earth-bound spirits.

Above the earthbound spirit, there was a psychic game.

Even in Gujing village, the hundred-year-old female ghost that nearly killed him and brought him back to life was only a kind of earthbound spirit.

And the Evil spirits in the psychic game spread all over the world...

In addition to earth binding and psychic games, there are also mysterious and strange types, such as constellations, divination, Luck...

Just think about it.

The more you get to know about ghosts, the more complicated they are.

Fang Zheng could not help but think of Wang Minghe's words. As the spirit revived for a long time, the ghosts would only become more and more terrifying! Strange! Evil charm!

And now it's only the first round of spiritual recovery...

"Fortunately, none of the ghosts I met in the past played psychic games..." Fang Zheng could not help but rejoice.

While waiting for the bus, Fang Zheng continued to brush the forum posts. Suddenly, Fang Zheng made a startled sound.

[ Taking photos!! Coordinate Zhou city people's hospital, that old monk in a taoist robe appeared again, and he really entered the hospital building guarded by armed police with guns and bullets! ]

As soon as this post was posted, it immediately caught Fang Zheng's attention.

His eyes lit up.

Speaking of this person, it was a bumpy road in life.

Last time, he wanted to sneak into the people's hospital of zhou city to investigate the truth, but not only did he succeed in hiding, but he was actually found out by the doctor.

This is good. With a fair and square reason, he would go to the people's hospital every day if he had nothing to do.

"Lord, tell me, what disease have you been diagnosed with?"

"According to my observation as a single man for 30 years, the owner of the building must be suffering from an unspeakable male disease."

"What is a male disease?"

It was just that the post quickly went awry, and even a bunch of weird posts were mixed with girl paper.

Next, Fang Zheng didn't wait for the bus, so he took a taxi to the Zhou city people's hospital.

8: 21.

Grey air + 1, Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

No matter how small an ant's leg is, it's still meat.

To avoid attracting attention, Fang Zheng did not linger much and went straight back to his neighborhood.

The bus stop was near the intersection in front of the neighborhood, and Fang Zheng's only way home was through the four seasons hall pharmacy.

Unless he wanted to take a detour.

Fang Zheng thought about it as he passed the entrance of the four seasons hall pharmacy and then turned into the four seasons hall pharmacy.

The consumption of blood tonics has been a bit high recently.

He planned to prepare some more blood tonic. Most importantly, xiao xue should go to school during the day, not in the pharmacy...

"Xiao xue, why didn't you go to school today?"

Before Fang Zheng could finish his thoughts, he stepped into the pharmacy and saw xiao xue's silent and mocking eyes.

"It's the weekend."

Heh heh, Fang Zheng's face darkened at the sight of silent mockery.

"Ah, what a lovely little sister."

"I feel that everything is the cutest when I was a child. What's your name, such a cute little sister?"

Just then, a famous young woman wearing a white mask entered the pharmacy and was about to buy cold medicine. When she saw the exquisite and beautiful snow, she ran over happily.

Cute as a child? Fang Zheng, who was staring at little snow, thought that flies should smile but not speak, butterflies smile but not speak, cockroaches smile but not speak...

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