Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 459 Sound

After several attempts, the oil lamp was immediately extinguished.

Fang Zheng was helpless.

Simply put down the lamp oil in your hand and find a tactical flashlight for solar charging from your backpack.

In Blessed Land, apart from their own weapons, private and foreign items could not be brought in and were strictly controlled.

The food and drink expenses for entering Blessed Land will be distributed by the camp.

So Fang Zheng, who had no cell phone lighting, had to rely on the tactical flashlight that the camp had distributed before entering Blessed Land.

Fang Zheng was able to bring in some small items in addition to weapons, or because Butcher zhang trusted his character and gave him some extra privileges.

Otherwise, Fang Zheng wouldn't even be able to bring in a taoist robe or a Yunshixiang.

As for the backpack of donkey-hide gelatin and Donkey glue, fang did not expect to think about it and was left in the camp directly by him.

After Fang Zheng left the room, he walked through the taoist temple with a tactical flashlight and a Ghost head knife.

As for the box, it was temporarily put into Fang Zheng's backpack and carried back to his back.

In the dark taoist temple, the black paint was so dark that there was no candlelight or a person anywhere. It was deep in the night, very quiet, very quiet.

I wonder if the city outside the taoist temple is also such a strange scene.

Sure enough, it was a military product. It must be a fine product. The range of the tactical flashlight was very far. Fang Zheng followed the flagstone road under his feet, went through the open space, and there was a small garden. He planned to go to Palace of the medicine king to find Director feng first.

When Fang Zheng began to feel that there was something wrong with the daoist view, this Director feng also began to doubt in Fang Zheng's eyes.

All the way.

It was dark all the way.

The view of nuo avenue was particularly dark and cold.

The taoist temple, which was supposed to be tall, imposing, magnificent, and architecturally built, suddenly lost all feeling of the day as soon as it entered the cold and empty night, leaving only the emptiness and silence, giving the impression of the human ghost.

Fang Zheng was no stranger to the location of Palace of the medicine king.

He had heard Director feng introduce Palace of the medicine king before it was dark and before he entered the taoist temple.

The taoist temple was very quiet and could be heard clearly even if there was a little wind blowing. Fang Zheng saw that there was no one in the taoist temple, so he could not help but speed up his steps.

When he arrived at the medicine king's palace, he found that Palace of the medicine king was also dark, and there was no candle flickering in the night.

But before chief feng left, he clearly told him that he was going to take care of a batch of elixirs in the medicine king's palace.

Fang Zheng's face darkened at the sight.

Holding the arm muscles of the Ghost head knife, he could not help but tighten a little. If anything happened, he would be like a cheetah ready to pounce on it without hesitation.

Palace of the medicine king was built in a grand and magnificent manner. It was divided into two floors, each of which was hand-made by Director feng.

Director feng had been trapped in Blessed Land for a hundred or two years, but he did have a lot of time, carrying a stone and a wood, to build this beautiful Lingshan taoist temple to pass the time, so that he wouldn't go crazy with others.

No wonder there are countless temples and temples in this city, and the rest of them are also infinite in time.

Fang Zheng came to the medicine king's palace, where the door was closed.

Fang Zheng thought that the taoist alchemist would lock the doors and windows in order to avoid being disturbed, but he did not expect that the door of Palace of the medicine king would be opened easily by him after he pushed the door lightly.

There was no latch behind the door.

After entering the yaowang palace, the first thing they did was to worship the three yaowang.

Hua Tuo, Bian Que, Sun Simiao.

However, I don't know if it's the light or not. Under the light of the flashlight at night, the entire Palace of the medicine king, including three statues, gives the human race a dark and gloomy feeling.

It was uncomfortable.

There was no sense of righteousness at all.

For the time being, Fang Zheng let go of the cold feeling that was lingering in his heart. He searched for Palace of the medicine king and did not find Director feng or the alchemy stove.

Suddenly!

Knowing that so-so...

Kacha kacha...

There was a strange sound in the silent medicine king's palace in the middle of the night, like the sound of eating and chewing?

Fang Zheng's eyes sparkled.

Although the voice was very soft, it was especially clear in the middle of the night when no one was around.

Fang Zheng listened carefully and finally recognized the source of the sound. It came from the back hall behind the three statues!

"But you are in the medicine king's palace?" Fang Zheng called out softly.

The sound of chewing in the medicine king's palace disappeared.

Fang Zheng called out a few more times. The voice in the medicine king's palace had indeed disappeared. It was gone.

So, Fang Zheng flashed his flashlight and the white, piercing lights in the medicine king's palace. Not long after, just as Fang Zheng found the entrance to the back hall and was about to enter the back hall to find out, he suddenly turned around, feeling something.

Behind him!

Suddenly, I don't know when, there is a person standing silently!

"Junior, it's me. The light is too harsh. Junior, don't shine in my eyes." Hearing that it was Director feng's, he raised his hand and pressed the flashlight that Fang Zheng was about to shine on.

However, Director feng's voice at night was a little strange, a little wooden, emotionless, and not as enthusiastic as the day.

Completely different.

"So it's brother dao. Brother dao, I just called you. Why didn't you answer me?" Fang Zheng asked as he looked at the man in front of him, only a blurry silhouette in the dark.

No one could see the expression on Fang Zheng's face when he asked this question in the dark.

"Oh, I was refining pills." Director feng's voice was still wooden.

"Brother dao, since you left, you have been refining pills in the medicine king's palace. Did brother dao leave Palace of the medicine king just now?" In the dark, the expression on Fang Zheng's face could not be seen clearly.

Similarly, Fang Zheng couldn't see Director feng's face in the dark.

"Well, I've been refining pills." It was still mu mu's voice. The voice was calm, without any mixed feelings.

"Brother dao, since I'm already in Palace of the medicine king, why don't you let me have a look at your alchemy stove and pills?"

"I want to make pills."

"Brother tao, I suddenly heard that there is one thing that I haven't asked for advice. Are you going to ask brother tao for advice?"

"I want to make pills."

"Since brother dao is busy, then I won't bother you. I just came in a hurry and forgot the way back. Can brother dao lead the way for me again?"

"I want to refine pills." Director feng repeated the same sentence over and over again.

Fang Zheng was helpless, "Well, then I'll find my way back myself. Brother tao, you work hard on the pill... Right, brother tao, is brother tao really the only one in this taoist temple?"

"Yes."

"What if something bad happens to brother daoist, then no one will know?"

"Yes." Director feng's voice was still wooden.

Then, bang!

In the quiet medicine king's palace, there was a strange sound. Fang Zheng looked curiously at the source of the sound, which was in the direction of the back hall.

Fang Zheng: "Brother dao, did I hear a voice just now?"

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