Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 319 Bridge

On the other side of Changxi village.

After Chief of the capital jumped out of the window, he was as agile as an ape, and his dark figure leaped rapidly on the roofs of houses.

As if on a flat ground.

Almost instantly, Chief of the capital left the village.

Instead of rushing to Li Kangliang and Li Kangping's house, he headed straight for the only concrete road out of the back village.

Chief of the capital jumped up and down from the shadow of the tree.

Suddenly!

As if sensing something, Chief of the capital saw that his eyes were like a torch, and he had seen through all the tricks in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Under the originally dark night, a figure appeared, and it was Li Kangliang.

A was standing at the edge of a small, shabby bridge without a railing, and seemed to be looking down at something. Half of her body was sticking out of the bridge. If Chief of the capital came a little later, Li Kangliang might lose his center of gravity and fall off the bridge.

The bridge was indeed very simple and desolate, but a narrow bridge made of several precast slabs of cement could not bear much weight, and it was not the main road in and out of Changxi village.

It was surrounded by bushes, tall grass, and heavy yin qi. It could be seen that there were very few people here, and even the villagers of changxi village rarely passed by.

Although the rain was much lighter, there were still some raindrops in the sky. It was unusual for Li Kangliang to appear in the dark behind the mountain at night.

Especially when he saw Li Kangliang's appearance, he seemed to be bewitched by something, completely unaware that he was about to fall off the bridge, and was constantly poking his body out more and more.

When Chief of the capital found Li Kangliang, he did not make any movements. He saw his body shining like a sun in the sky, and then his body fell to the ground like a long gun.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the ground shook gently. This baby-faced Chief of the capital was not low-key at all. As soon as he appeared, he made a big hole in the road.

Li Kangliang, who had been standing by the side of the bridge and looking down at the bridge, seemed to have woken up from his shock. He also noticed his unusual behavior and retreated in fear. Perhaps because of his panic and fear, Li Kangliang tripped over his left and right feet and fell to the ground.

At this time, as Chief of the capital's light dissipated the darkness around him, he finally saw the scene under the bridge. Under the bridge was a river bed that had been dried up year by year because of the upstream water power station. The river, which was a few meters wide, turned into a small stream, directly exposing the cobblestone of the river bed, and a mouthful... In the shadow under the bridge, it was hard to find the rotten and lacquered coffin if you didn't pay attention to it.

Li Kangliang had been standing at the edge of the small bridge without a railing, as if he had been looking at the coffin.

The coffin was supposed to be buried under the riverbed.

Perhaps because of the constant river erosion, the riverbed became thinner and thinner.

Coupled with the fact that the upstream power station has been storing water all year round, causing the river to dry up year by year, the coffin underneath was slowly exposed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the brows on Chief of the capital's baby-faced face furrowed slightly.

First, he pondered.

Then, a sudden look appeared.

"I, I, how could I be here..."

"Help me..."

A's face was pale with fright, and he looked as if he had been scared out of his wits. He hurriedly ran to the only living person here, Chief of the capital, as if a drowning man had suddenly seen a life-saving straw.

However, Chief of the capital's voice sank, "You're looking for your own death!"

Then Chief of the capital stamped his foot, and a terrifying energy poured into the ground, like a high explosive charge into the ground, boom!

There was a dull explosion underground.

A huge mound of soil rose up on the ground and immediately caved in. The river bank collapsed and even the narrow bridge broke. The ruins and Li Kangliang's men fell directly into the dry riverbed.

...

At the same time, in Changxi village.

Wang youcai.

"Wang Laoliu! If you are really reincarnating on this old monkey, tell me, after you failed to carry a person's body, where did the last drop of the female body go?"

"Is that woman Operator?"

Fang Zheng looked at the face of the dying old monkey on the ground. However, no matter what he asked, the face of the old monkey on the ground kept calling Wang Youcai's name over and over again. This was like what the old people in the countryside often said.

Death is like a lamp.

Not everyone is still alive after death. Besides normal death, there are many accidental deaths in this world.

The face of the old monkey in front of him was like the soul was not fully recovered after death, so it led to unconsciousness.

But even if he was unconscious, he could still remember his grandson. He wanted to go back to changxi village to save his grandson. Wang Laoliu was very concerned about Wang Youcai, the only grandson.

Looking at the dead, crippled, and crippled grandparents, Fang Zheng lamented that life and affairs were unpredictable, and began to have a headache about how to deal with them.

He did not lack that spirit.

The intelligence value of an old monkey with a human face far exceeds that of a wisp of soul.

But in the present situation, he was also at a loss.

So, Fang Zheng turned his eyes to Wang Youcai. His eyes were deep in thought. Perhaps the king had the ability to know something?

At the same time, he was wondering if he could take the opportunity to wake Hu Sisi up. According to Chief of the capital, when Hu Sisi was the king of spiritual invasion, Wang Youcai was strange. Hu Sisi was trapped in Wang Youcai's mental consciousness.

Fang Zheng thought to himself, it was a bit like the movie "Invasion of brain cells." A psychiatrist tried to find the hostage and infiltrated the mind of a murderer, but ended up trapped in the mind of a murderer.

Next, Fang Zheng grabbed the last leg of the dying face of the old monkey and threw it to the Hei for the little gang to watch. He went straight to Wang Youcai.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Generally speaking, when a person is possessed or enchanted by evil spirits, it is due to his own lack of yang fire that leads to the invasion of evil spirits... In popular terms, the three yang fires of a person are weak or extinguished one or two of them... All I need to do is get rid of the evil in Wang Youcai's body, and then ignite three fires on Wang Youcai again. Will I be able to save Wang Youcai?"

"As long as we can save Wang Youcai and Wang Youcai is back to normal, does that mean we can save Hu Sisi?"

Fang Zheng's eyes sparkled, and he immediately thought of doing it.

Originally, he wanted to have a salted fish.

But now even the grave guards appeared.

This had to give Fang Zheng some deeper associations.

It was no longer a question of whether he wanted to continue being a salted fish.

Instead,

The fact that the gravekeeper and the liaison were able to appear here at the same time meant that there had to be a rhythm of trouble.

Fang Zheng's body was filled with qi and blood, and the vigorous masculine qi and blood were poured into Wang Youcai's body. Wang Youcai's three fires were rekindled to dispel the evil...

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Chapter two will be late, trying to code~

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