Here Lies The Wicked

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

After Fang Zheng finished dealing with the dead people in sun Yu Shu's family, under Sun Yushu's pleading, he endured the tumultuous stomach and rushed to Zheng Mei's house without stopping.

Sun Yushu was worried that something might happen to the Zheng Mei family as well.

Fang Zheng didn't refuse to help people to the end.

After Sun Yushu arranged for his mother to be taken to his relatives' house by his uncle for a few days, the two of them came to Zheng Mei's neighborhood overnight. The two of them, who were eager to save people, woke up Zheng Mei's husband and Zheng Mei's daughter and son, but found nothing unusual.

Fang Zheng had never smelled the smell of sand, moisture, or dead fish on Zheng Mei in the neighborhood, at Zheng Mei's house.

It seems that Zheng Mei has never been here.

The two of them, who were worried, waited outside the neighborhood for another night until the sun came out. At eight in the morning, watching the three of them walk out of the neighborhood with their own eyes, Sun Yushu was completely relieved.

It seems that Zheng Mei's affair is over.

This was his lifelong nightmare.

Fortunately, the dream finally woke up.

After that, Fang Zheng declined Sun Yushu's offer to hold a grand banquet. Now, his stomach was still churning and he felt his stomach twitch violently when he saw the food.

This psychological shadow.

I'm afraid he won't be able to look straight at seafood for another year and a half.

Fortunately, sun Yu Shu's reward, a bank card with 60,000 yuan in it, barely made up for the trauma. For the sixty thousand yuan, Fang Zheng did not pretend to refuse, and accepted it calmly. He deserved it.

Seeing Sun Yushu take a taxi away, Fang Zheng looked grave.

After a night of torment, Fang Zheng was finally convinced that the world was changing.

There have been a lot of posts about supernatural events on the internet recently, but it's not all fake.

The female corpse of the ancient village.

The dead man asked for directions.

All ghosts travel at night.

The construction site was haunted.

As well as the recent foreign cinema, more than a dozen viewers mysteriously disappeared.

Bloody Marie's supernatural game seems to have come true...

In the past four days alone, he had encountered two strange events.

The first time was the evil spirit chariot.

The second time was a meal for the dead.

It was just that he was alone, in just four days, and he encountered two strange events in succession. The probability was so high that he didn't know if anyone else was like him, and had encountered many strange events recently.

At the same time, he sighed. If an ordinary person who had no ability to protect himself encountered a supernatural event, how could he escape?

The deeper he thought about it, the more numb and chilly Fang Zheng felt. He no longer dared to think about the upheaval in this world. At the same time, this also gave him a sense of urgency that the crisis was pressing on, or the world would not be peaceful.

He must improve his strength as soon as possible.

In this strange world of upheaval, like the wild grass with its own roots and broken rocks in the wind and rain, it strives to find a place to live.

However, these two supernatural events did not come to nothing. On the contrary, they made him gain a lot.

Let him collect two wisps of grey gas one after another.

After the death dinner last night, Fang Zheng finally figured out the source of the gray gas, which would be his future direction.

Hiss!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng felt a pain in his teeth.

There was something wrong with the style of the painting.

He wanted to be strong so that he didn't have the strength to fight back like a weed in the face of a supernatural event.

But if he wanted to become stronger, he had to take the initiative to bump into a supernatural event.

If he didn't take the initiative to look for a supernatural event, he wouldn't be able to become stronger.

He could not become strong, and he would die like a weed in a strange and terrifying spiritual event.

But in order to have the power to fight back, he had to take the initiative to look for the supernatural event and take the initiative to hit the gun.

"Mud coal!"

"Isn't this an infinite dead cycle!"

Fang Zheng was depressed.

Then, out of nowhere...

Fang Zheng, for some reason, couldn't help but take out his domestic smartphone and start searching for any other recent incidents.

The main focus was Zhou city.

Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, honesty, and friendliness.

The internet was still the main theme.

But just as Fang Zheng logged into the forum where the god of climbing over the wall had piled up, a post came out and stunned him.

[ Taking pictures!!! Squatting in the Zhou city people's hospital for a few days, I saw an old taoist wearing a taoist robe enter the people's hospital again this morning!! Is there really a ghost in the hospital? ]

With the sound of the accelerator, Fang Zheng's figure quickly disappeared from the corner of the street.

About half an hour later.

When bus 239 arrived at the City people's hospital, the sardine-like bus emptied more than half of its passengers.

As soon as he got out of the car, Fang Zheng's eyes were filled with uncontrollable ecstasy and excitement.

A wisp of grey air!

From the city people's hospital like a moth to a flame, shooting at him!

He was instantly devoured by the Human Skin scripture in his jacket.

People came and went around, and the crowd was dense and prosperous, but no one noticed the strange things that happened around them, and everyone looked normal.

If it weren't for the fact that the City people's hospital had been taken over by the armed police, Fang Zheng would have laughed out of surprise immediately.

Plus the ashen air collected last night.

This was the first time he had gathered two wisps of grey.

Forced to suppress his excitement and ecstasy, Fang Zheng patiently waited around for a long time, but did not collect any new gray air.

It was almost noon, and Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and continued to wait.

Compared to delaying a midday training session, the greyish air was the best way to break the desire in front of us.

However.

Fang Zheng's eyes were disappointed when he waited until the sunset, the dusk, and the gray air.

Sure enough, there are so many good things to do. It's really like playing a game. Fang Zheng smiled bitterly but was not reconciled.

Although a little disappointed, at least it proved one thing.

Every time a monk appeared, there was an aura of greyness.

The source of the grey qi was the ghost.

Fang Zheng's scalp went numb, "What secret is hidden in this city's people's hospital?"

"Even the armed police are in the hospital, and any security guard at the door is a soldier. It should not be a supernatural event, or the City people's hospital could not continue to receive treatment."

"What is it?"

"Taoist, ghost, and armed police take over... What kind of shocking secret is there that outsiders don't know?"

When the calluses were removed, Fang Zheng frowned, and he thought further.

Perhaps... In Zhou city, there is a government agency that specializes in dealing with supernatural events, just as there is a special information department that is responsible for screening and deleting the posts of supernatural events that appear online.

Like the supernatural bureau, the special event investigation bureau?

And the old monk mentioned in the post was one of them?

Not only does Zhou city have such a government agency, but cities across the country have such an agency, forming a behemoth that touches every corner of the country.

The more Fang Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that the probability of the existence of this institution was very high.

At the thought of this, Fang Zheng realized how stupid he was to come to the City people's hospital so recklessly. Perhaps he had already set countless dark eyes on the City people's hospital.

Just then, Fang Zheng's domestic smartphone rang.

It was Sun Yushu, who had just parted in the morning.

As soon as Sun Yushu opened his mouth, his voice panicked, "Another dead man!"

"Just now, four more people died in our department who participated in the autopsy in Tongjiang bridge!"

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