Chapter 118 One, Two, Three... Scarecrow

When Fang Zheng followed the light to Han Peng's hiding place,

It was an unexpected relief.

Because it was Han Peng who came to him.

"One... Two... Three, we're scarecrows, I'm in pain... I'm in pain..."

In the dark of the night, in the quiet corner of the street, all the shops had already closed, but suddenly there was an empty echo of the child's voice, playing games and screaming at me in pain. As soon as Fang Zheng walked out of the front of Shen Wenle's neighborhood, he saw a child standing motionless at the corner of the street.

The child's figure was shrouded in the shadow of the wall. Fang Zheng could not see the child's face clearly, but judging from the color of his clothes and his height and figure, he had recognized Han Peng from the Sixth high school sports equipment room.

The child lay on the wall and counted. After counting three, he turned to look at Fang Zheng. Seeing that fang zheng was still, the child gave out a strange laugh. Patter, patter, patter, patter. After running three steps towards Fang Zheng in the dark, he continued to count one, two, three on the wall... Scarecrow.

"One... Two... Three, we are all scarecrows."

The child turned around and continued to look at Fang Zheng. Then, with a strange laugh, he ran three steps towards Fang Zheng through the dark and gloomy wall.

The children played the game of scarecrow time and time again, running close to three steps, only two people's empty night street, again and again heard the children's strange laughter, as well as the sound of running footsteps, gloomy, mysterious.

The scarecrow kept approaching the victim who was dragged into a nightmare every day?

Scarecrow hunting down the victim?

Han Peng and Shen Wenle, is this a complete replica of the Evil spirits killing process... Fang Zheng was not afraid. He stepped forward and approached Han Peng.

"Little friend, come, come, come closer, let uncle, let big brother take a good look at your face."

"Big brother likes bear kids like you the most."

Fang Zheng said with a pleasant face, but his eyes were cold, and his eyes were very cold, not as warm and gentle as he said.

The Evil spirits had all come to the door, and it was too late to escape. Fang Zheng came up with a fierce force. Now that the Evil spirits had changed from the dark to the light, perhaps it was not entirely a bad thing. Instead of running away, he might as well do it directly.

Three points for people to be afraid of ghosts, seven points for ghosts to be afraid of people. These monsters only harm people because they are weak and sickly and lack of yang qi. Or a coward who scares himself and blows out his own fire. Fang Zheng still remembered the words of the owner of the jade shop. He was not afraid of ghosts and gods, and hell could be conquered!

Zuo qianhu's god of death, white wood carving, and the jade store owner's evil ghost stepped on the jade plate of purgatory, knowing that it was too late to escape, now Fang Zheng's heart came up with a bad breath. In this month, he did not kill any ghosts, even a hundred years of female ghosts have been killed, and there is no shortage of a Evil spirits.

"One... Two... Three, we are all scarecrows. Don't talk, don't move, don't walk, don't laugh. Ah, I'm in pain, I'm in pain..."

Every now and then, the child made a painful sound as he counted one, two, three. When he turned around after counting three, he saw Fang Zheng approaching step by step, but there was no other reaction. He still made strange laughter in the dark shadow, and then ran close to three steps.

It was like a mechanical cycle.

"One... Two... Three, we are all scarecrows." The child ran three steps closer, and a strange laugh broke out in the night. By now, they were only ten meters away.

"Little boy, don't be shy. Come on, let big brother take a good look at you." Fang Zheng's eyes were cold and he took the initiative to approach.

"One... Two... Three, we are all scarecrows." The child was still in a mechanical cycle.

At this time, the two of them were less than a meter.

"I caught you. It's your turn to be a scarecrow..." Close by, the child was finally facing Fang Zheng, a miserable scarecrow with a ragged bag on his head and a thick pile of steel needles on his head.

He was wearing Han Peng's clothes.

"How ugly!"

As Fang Zheng's words fell, a black and majestic sword directly attacked the scarecrow in front of him.

However, whoosh!

He was so fast that he dodged it.

Boom, a building in front of him was cut in half by the majestic black sword, the walls were torn apart, and the streets were in a mess.

"I caught you. It's your turn to be a scarecrow..." This time it was behind Fang Zheng. Just then, the evil spirit on his neck stepped on the jade plate of purgatory, and a light flashed and rumbled!

Tens of thousands of corpses, gathered like a mountain, a foot high, like a general fighting on the battlefield, a tall ghost who fought a lifetime, came out of the flames, holding a pair of large hatchets, quickly and accurately slashed the painful scarecrow behind him.

The pained scarecrow tried to possess Fang Zheng, but in the end, it caused the guardian of the jade plaque.

After the painful scarecrow was chopped off by a doorboard axe, the shadow of the evil general disappeared together, so he could only protect the master passively.

Fang Zheng's eyes moved, which was like a light opener.

Specifically to suppress evil things.

People often know that there are buddha beads, taoist beads, pendants, jade, gourds, gossip mirrors, and statues... However, the owner of the jade store used the jade card as a light opener, which was already weird enough.

Just as the painful scarecrow was being chopped off, the white sword breath of the god of death, like a black waterfall, had also followed closely, rumbling!

The painful scarecrow, who had been hacked out of the air by the door and axe, did not escape the black waterfall's majestic sword aura, but was crushed in midair, blown up and disappeared.

At this moment, a somewhat demonic blood-stained card fell from the painful scarecrow.

Slowly falling to the ground.

Fell onto the street and remained motionless.

There was a scarecrow on the card.

The scarecrow was a little crude and immature, probably from the hands of a child, with a few lines written on the card.

"Look like a person, not a person, not a person, but a person."

"A dead man floating on a floating reed."

Just then, sleepiness swept over Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng suddenly felt very sleepy. He just wanted to lie down and sleep immediately. His eyelids became heavier and heavier like lead. He was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes.

Fang Zheng was shocked.

Evil spirits, not really eliminated yet... The real Evil spirits was always this psychic card in front of them. With his first experience, Fang Zheng desperately opened his eyes and couldn't just fall asleep.

He had a hunch that if he really fell asleep in front of this evil card and became an inhuman monster like Shen Wenle and Han Peng, he would probably end up like this.

At this moment, killing god bai qi also seemed to have lost its effect, as if it needed the appearance of ghosts to trigger.

The jade card hanging around his neck, although there had always been a heat flow circulating in his body, but at this moment facing the mysterious side, strange side, special side of the psychic divination card, it was also very little effect.

Fang Zheng resisted, struggled, and began to work hard in his spiritual and martial arts, trying to keep his mind.

And now Fang Zheng,

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