"There's no Wang Youcai here. Tell me to hammer you to death again."
When gou xianyu's plan was destroyed, Fang Zheng, who was on the first floor, was in a bad mood and directly complained to the door.
There was really no sound outside.
At this moment, with Hu Sisi in one hand and Fang Zheng in the other, holding Yiyi's little hand, he felt like the super soldier king who was a stay-at-home dad and a gorgeous school beauty...
Down on the first floor, the first thing he smelled was the stench of a stinking corpse.
There were three sparks slowly burning behind the door. Sure enough, wang youcai lit the Smell of three corpses and inserted it in the house.
Clack, the sound of a plastic switch dampening the sound, Fang Zheng turned on the light and strode towards the ice coffin in the middle of the living room.
He wanted to take advantage of Chief of the capital's absence, Hu Sisi's stupor, the absence of the Special operations department, and he planned to use his strength to solve all the problems here as soon as possible, then continue to focus on his salted fish. At the same time, he wanted to see what wang youcai had been up to.
What exactly did Chief of the capital find at the ice coffin?
When Fang Zheng came to the ice coffin, he saw Wang Youcai with green eyes and Wang Youcai holding her... A goose that had been bitten off its throat and was already dead was drenched in blood, and the blood soaked a large part of its clothes on its chest.
At this moment, Wang Youcai was like a wild beast, hiding in an ice coffin and eating half a goose alive. Ignoring the feathers on the goose, he ate his mouth full of blood, his eyes green, and he looked like a weasel.
Fang Zheng frowned.
How did wang youcai become like this? He looked like a weasel who stole livestock in the middle of the night, but he was clearly a big living person. This looked a little like the evil that old people in the countryside often said, and was fascinated by Huang Daxian.
It was as if Wang Youcai didn't notice Fang Zheng, only blood in his eyes.
Fang Zheng ignored Wang Youcai, who was eating like a weasel in the ice coffin. Instead, he looked at the ice coffin in front of him with his eyes full of thought, and then reached out to touch it, intending to explore the difference in the ice coffin with his true breath, and to understand in detail what clues Chief of the capital had found on the ice coffin.
But I didn't find out this time.
He pondered for a moment.
Fang Zheng first brought a table, laid Hu Sisi on the table, and then...
He turned and walked to the ice coffin. Without a second's hesitation, he lifted the transparent crystal lid.
Roar!
Wang youcai flew at Fang Zheng as if he were crazy. He let out a dangerous low roar like a hungry beast in his mouth. As a result, the low roar in his throat stopped in the middle of it, and Wang Youcai's neck was tightly held by one of Fang Zheng's palms.
Fang Zheng's hands were like pliers, and Wang Youcai could not break free even if he struggled.
Fang Zheng looked at Wang Youcai, who had been struggling in his hands, and his movements were very large. He twisted his body and hands like a wild dog's neck. He was worried that Wang Youcai's neck would break.
He slapped Wang Youcai directly.
Poof, a few bloodstained teeth were blown out.
Wang Youcai fainted from a direct concussion.
"Sory, I've done a lot with ghosts. I forgot that you were just possessed by evil spirits. You're basically an ordinary person." Fang Zheng apologized and loosened the palm around Wang Youcai's neck.
Bang, Wang Youcai fell to the ground.
Without Wang Youcai's hindrance, Fang Zheng threw away the goose carcass that had been eaten to half its body in the ice coffin. This time, Fang Zheng felt the difference in the ice coffin with his true breath.
Huh?
A few seconds later, a gleam of light flashed through Fang Zheng's eyes.
This dark and familiar air of coldness...
It's a hundred-year-old ghost!
A century-old body once lay in this ice coffin!
Fang Zheng immediately thought of the century-old female corpse that Chief of the capital had mentioned wearing a Huang Daxian stone mask, also known as Operator.
Even if a head was missing, it would be considered a hundred-year-old female corpse, right?
Was this the clue that Chief of the capital had found on the ice coffin from the start?
Wang Laoliu carried a hundred-year-old female corpse!
Only Fang Zheng had a deep understanding of the horror of a hundred years of ghosts. It was precisely because he had killed a hundred years of ghosts several times before and after that that that he had a better understanding of the horror of a hundred years of ghosts.
Naturally, he did not believe that grandpa wang youcai had reached the level of a night traveling envoy.
Nowadays, there are not many ghosts in a hundred years. It can be imagined that night travel makes the number of such experts also rare.
If Wang Laoliu was a night traveler, he wouldn't be a couple.
Thinking about this, Fang Zheng was a little curious, what exactly is it that can make Wang Laoliu not even afraid of death, but also to carry this trip knowing that life and death is unknown for a hundred years.
The clues were clear.
Wang Youcai's appearance now must have something to do with the Huang Daxian stone mask on the face of the century-old woman who had been lying in an ice coffin.
Imagine, a woman wearing a mask, a man would be curious about what the woman under the mask looks like, is she as beautiful as a fairy? Or is it hideous?
Wang youcai should have been curious to remove Huang Daxian's mask.
The result was evil.
Or perhaps the second possibility was that Wang Youcai was not only lying in the ice coffin today, but he had already been lying in it before. As a result, his intelligence was eroded by the remains of the century-old female body in the ice coffin, and he became a monster that ate blood.
With that in mind, he took out his smartphone and searched for his best friend.
In?
Is Operator a man or a woman?
Not only was Operator alive, but he could also connect dead bodies?
After Fang Zheng sent the message, he waited for half a minute, but Gao Shuhua did not reply. He put away his phone, because at this moment, there was another noise outside the door.
But this time, it wasn't the sound of opening the door, it was a strange sound coming from outside the door. It was like the sound of a twisted body, and then, a human foot was seen slowly coming in through the crack of the door. Indeed, a human foot was coming in through the crack of the closed door.
In this strange scene, Fang Zheng's breath was cold.
Click... Click... Click...
Outside the door came the continuous sound of body twisting, legs, thighs... More and more body parts were forced into the room through the closed door. More and more body parts stepped into the room. The flesh and blood of the body were squeezed into a thin piece of paper and forced through the crack of the door.
This did not stop.
The strange body outside the door was still trying to squeeze through the crack.
At the same time, an old man's voice came from behind the door, "Youcai... Youcai... I'm grandpa... Why don't you pay attention to grandpa? Grandpa just wants you to open the door..."
Then, a finger squeezed into the crack of the door... Two... Three... Then half a palm... Half an arm...
The next step was to squeeze his upper body through the crack of the door, but at that moment, a dark shadow of a cat suddenly appeared on the wall of the house and quickly shrouded the living room.
Woo!
A cat's dangerous roar, then a sharp cat's cry, saw the strange body in the crack of the door disappear in a flash, and was taken away by something behind the door. The cat's sharp roar and the sound of biting sounded behind the door.
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Later around 2 am, there is a chapter~ now I am driving to pick up my sister on the way home. It is not easy to be a brother these days. I always worry about whether my sister has a boyfriend outside, whether his character is good or not, whether he is bullied by a scumbag.
New book by Old Shi, the city god: