Chapter 334 The Child Stopped Crying

"Have you forgotten how you used to get in my way?"

Fang Zheng "Is sick."

"Just stick as hard into me as you used to."

Fang Zheng said, "You can save people by cutting in?"

Well, Fang Zheng did not hesitate this time, but simply and rudely inserted himself into Gao Shuhua's body. He said to himself, I was trying to save someone.

Oh, no, it shouldn't be inserted into Gao Shuhua's body.

This time it was inserted directly into Gao Shuhua's sister, Gao Zhongli.

Poof!

Hmm? Fang Zheng frowned.

The feeling of entering the body this time was not right. This time, the feeling of inserting zhong li high was different from that of inserting gao shu's painting last time.

This time, when it was inserted into Gao Zhongli's body, there was an obvious sense of obstruction and tightness.

"Your body..." Fang Zheng looked at him in astonishment and immediately reached back to his palm. Then he saw that there was flesh and blood wriggling in Gao Zhongli's skin pouch, just like normal human tissue.

Fang Zheng was inserted into Gao Zhongli's chest.

In his broken chest,

There were bones, flesh, and beating lungs.

He was no different from a normal person.

"This isn't a skin bag?" This was Fang Zheng's first reaction.

"No, you have flesh and blood, but I don't sense the life of a living person in your body."

"Who the hell are you!!"

Gao Shuhua looked at Fang Zheng calmly, as if he were saying something unrelated to himself. "Keep interrupting me."

"How did you get in my way last time? How did you get in my way this time?"

Fang Zheng realized something, poof!

His hand was once again inserted into Gao Zhongli's chest.

But this time, he didn't choose to pull it out.

But with a hot, fiery breath, the pure yang that had just reached the sun gushed into gao zhongli's skin bag.

Under Fang Zheng's control, the flesh, organs and tissues in the skin sac melted one after another, and the black and smelly black liquid in the big beach flowed out along the wound in the chest.

Pure yang pure qi entered the body, obviously for Gao Shuhua, it was not good.

At this moment, she was giving up all resistance, allowing Fang Zheng to trample and abuse her body, and that hot, hot breath was rampaging in her body.

As time went on, Gao Shuhua's lips turned blue and purple, and his breath weakened. In this situation, it was as if a person was brought into the body by the evil wind. For ghosts, the evil wind was pure yang energy.

Fortunately, the time did not last long, and all the strange flesh and blood in the pouch melted away, and eventually turned into black blood.

Fang Zheng's palm, which was inserted into his chest, did not immediately retract. Looking at Gao Shuhua, a strange light flashed in his eyes...

But just then, the Hei on the side let out a meow and took the initiative to come to Fang Zheng.

"Is this thing asking me to plug in?" Fang Zheng asked Gao Shuhua in front of him.

After all, ghosts and ghosts can communicate.

At this moment, the Hei was barking again, circling around Fang Zheng's feet, as if they saw Fang Zheng rubbing someone else. The cat was so jealous that it was jealous why Fang Zheng didn't do the same, so it was urging Fang Zheng to hurry up and stick it in.

Sure enough, Gao Shuhua understood the language of a level-eight cat. Looking at Gao Shuhua's weak nod, Fang Zheng looked regretfully and pulled his hand out of his body.

"Go on, what are you begging for?"

Meow!!

The Hei was in a hurry, scratching its front paws with all its might. Then it looked up at Fang Zheng and let out a cry. Then it kept lowering its head and scratching its front paws with all its might. Then it looked up at Fang Zheng with a meow. A few times, the silly cat's front paws dug a big hole in the ground.

Poof!

The Hei finally got what it wanted and was inserted into Fang Zheng's body by his hand.

Hmm?

Fang Zheng caught a foreign object in the Hei and yanked it out. It turned out to be the head of a baby. At this moment, the baby's head was in the palm of Fang Zheng's hand, and its mouth opened and closed as if it were eating something.

There was another shrill night cry.

When the baby's head saw Fang Zheng, it opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of green corpses at Fang Zheng. The stench of corpses came to its nose. But just then, the baby's head seemed to have seen some horrible scene. It opened its mouth to spit out corpses and let out a shrill cry. It immediately closed its mouth in fright and stopped crying.

At some point in time, there was another Ghost bride lying on Fang Zheng's back.

Ghost bride didn't let go of the baby's head.

Peng!

The baby's head was directly eaten back and blown to ashes.

At the same time, a green spirit invisible to outsiders was devoured by the Human Skin scriptures.

Special spirit + 1.

"What was that just now?" Fang Zheng was stunned, then turned to look at Gao Shuhua, who was still a little confused.

"Resentment, a kind of resentment from the bones of countless dead, a kind of Evil spirits that was born because it was buried in the ground." Gao Shuhua's words caught Fang Zheng by surprise.

The special spirit qi is equivalent to the level of a night tour envoy. Compared to the level of a ghost, it is a ghost eater above the Heavenly dog.

No wonder Gao Shuhua and the Hei turned to him for help.

The word "Ghostly eater" alone was enough to explain why the grudge was targeted at Gao Shuhua and the Hei.

"If it was really a ghost that was born out of the resentment of the bones of the dead, why was it a baby ghost? Shouldn't it be someone with more resentment?"

"The ancients always thought that newborn babies were the purest and most evil. They had no concept of right and wrong, no fetters of distractions. In their eyes, hatred was hatred, resentment was resentment. There was no distinction between right and wrong, and innocence. Once there was resentment, it would easily become a spirit of resentment, and then ten times a hundred times the resentment in their hearts. And because of its simplicity, its resentment was more complete, its resentment was stronger, its resentment accumulated faster, and its growth rate was faster, the infant died early, and no matter which country it was in, it was regarded as unknown. Do you remember the history of Tao keng po? There's a dead person in a village. After so many years of resentment, it's enough to turn a baby into a corpse."

"Isn't this a bear child?"

Silence.

Gao Shuhua "Could understand that."

"How are you going to wake them up before you answer me?" Fang Zheng pointed at uncle and nephew Li Dacheng.

However, Gao Shuhua's answer was rather intriguing.

"Compared to being a burden and being tied up for the rest of the time, I think they will at least be temporarily safe if they stay in the hall."

"If you die in King of labor's hands, just in time. You don't need to save people in vain because saving them is also a waste of energy."

Gao Shuhua's words were cruel.

It was as if she had been acting like a bad person.

But Gao Shuhua's suggestion was undoubtedly the best way to deal with the situation.

Fang Zheng was silent.

Boom!!

The red knife breath was as sharp as a piece of paper, and the air carried a scorching heat wave. Along the way, everything was chopped into pieces. The shattered buildings turned into confetti in the air, and were immediately ignited by the heat wave in the air, turning into rain of fire, illuminating the sky above the village.

"King of labor, don't you want to avenge your grandson? Don't you want to kill me!"

"I'm already here. Come on, come and kill me!"

"I want to see what else you can do! Are you going to kill me today or am I going to kill you today? I've even prepared the coffin for you!"

"Do you know how your two grandsons died? One of them died because I broke his neck, and the other died because of this stupid knife in my hand!"

With a long knife in hand, Fang Zheng followed the path cut by a knife and entered the backyard in a murderous manner.

Because of the opening of the hall and the exposure of the backyard, he finally found the source of the river lights, a small paper boat river lights, and saw those river lights, along the back door of the backyard of the river flow, with the memory of their loved ones, slowly drifting far away.

And saw...

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