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Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Zhu fell into a kind of contemplation. Obviously, the people here can no longer be called people, but Zhao Zhu wants to know when the changes here, even if it is a drama scene. When the scene is exchanged with the next scene, it is necessary to pull the curtain and put makeup on the actors and rearrange the props and backgrounds. [More good-looking ones are on + new ^^^^^^^^^^++,

"Could it be that the moment I walked out, something changed here?"

Zhao Zhu nodded his head if he realized something, it should be like this, this is not a mission world, especially not a powerful mission world like "Snow Mountain Ancient Spirit" that was specially designed by the group owner to teach people how to behave. This is reality, and now Zhao Zhu is still very strong. If you are confident, if the other party is playing tricks in front of you, you will definitely find out. The only explanation is that the other party is playing tricks behind you, and you just happened to walk in.

I am really just a passerby. Maybe the people here, no, the ghosts here, never thought that I would come in and go out like this.

The ancient Yungu over there was still being bitten by Xinxin's body, the blood on the lake began to spread, and there was a large dark red.

Zhao Zhu didn't even look there, turned around, and walked out of the farm. He wanted to confirm his guess. If he wanted to verify it, he would verify it. Zhao Zhu didn't think about whether the other party would allow him to do this.

"Come and help, don't go."

While pulling his long tongue, the old farmer shouted to Zhao Zhu, it's very strange, he was able to speak clearly even though his tongue was pulled out so long.

It's just that Zhao Zhu completely ignored him and continued to walk out.

The **** the phone turned around and put down the big bones in her hand, as if she was about to catch up with Zhao Zhu, but the woman with only half of her body left seemed to be more discerning, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the girl's ankle. .

"Girl, don't go."

When she said this, the woman was still worried. Half of his body was still shaking.

The girl looked at the woman under her feet, and then at Zhao Zhu, who was constantly walking away, gritted her teeth, and continued to pick up the big bone in her hand and started to make a phone call, but the content of her words became:

"I'll let you go this time, and next time, I'll let you go!"

However, as soon as the girl finished speaking, she was stunned because she saw Zhao Zhu who had just walked out of the farm. Then he walked back leisurely, walking leisurely, looking around, as if he was on a green outing, full of a kind of relaxed freehand.

This time, even the half-length woman doesn't seem to know what to do, which... it's too shameful.

Zhao Zhu just stood at the gate of the farm for a while, stretched out his hand to burn a little spiritual fire, and the spiritual fire burned out bursts of black smoke. The surrounding scenery also seemed to have a double image.

This means that if the entrance to the farm is the dividing line, there are actually two spaces.

The concept of space and space are completely different. The real world is a world with natural cycles, systems, and various harmonious chains. Zhao Zhu is currently standing in the farmhouse. Just a spooky dimension like a ghost ship that might blow away like the wind, and then settle where and when.

During the Anti-Japanese War, after Japanese devils slaughtered villages, some villages were completely wiped out. Then it will suddenly appear and disappear, forming a kind of supernatural event. At this time, this farm is almost the same as that village.

However. The real farm is actually still here, this just adds a shady screen to the real farm, and then hides these weird-looking things.

"Is this the ghost realm mentioned in the tantra scriptures? With a group of ghosts as the carrier, the condensed domain belongs to Shura. It seems that there are too many exaggerated elements in the tantra scriptures. It's just a special area formed by the fusion of ghost auras. My luck is really good."

Zhao Zhu went back to the old farmer, to the girl, and to the woman with only half of her body left.

The old farmer withdrew his tongue at this time and was trying his best to stuff it into his mouth. It seemed to be very difficult, but when he watched Zhao Zhu go and return, he couldn't care less, and was almost swallowing holding his tongue.

There was a stern look on the girl's face, holding the big bone to her ear, and shouting to Zhao Zhu:

"Since it's here again, you'll never leave!"

The half-body woman trembled, she seemed to have a premonition, but she had to, her premonition was indeed accurate.

"I didn't plan to leave, and it's up to me whether I go or not, not for you to help these bastards."

Zhao Zhu calmly took out the tissue paper he wiped his hands from his pocket before, and wiped his collar again. It was stained with a little ash, which was also stained by the black smoke from the previous burning with the spirit fire. .

"He hit my mom, he hit my mom, he hit my mom, he hit my mom, he hit my mom, he hit my mom..."

The girl was waving a big bone in her hand and kept shouting, this kind of thing, it seems that she often does it, it's a bit like touching porcelain, but it doesn't look like it, people who touch porcelain in this era are shameless and shameless Extremely, but in fact they are also guilty of their own, they are just shameless, if they don't cheat you for a little money, she may hug your leg to death and not let you go, but she won't be like this girl, who looks like she is ready to take a knife I don't even bother to ask you for money or death.

At the girl's shout, a figure slowly crawled out of the farm grass. Some of these people were holding sticks, some were holding short knives, and they approached Zhao Zhu fiercely. Death Qi seems to be able to turn into water droplets.

"It's not like touching porcelain, it's like Roadhog."

Zhao Zhu muttered to himself, but he didn't say anything about these scenes, because this kind of scene... It's really unreliable for Zhao Zhulai.

The old peasant over there finally stuffed his tongue in, and his stomach was so large that he was obviously full of eating his own tongue. The half woman looked at Zhao Zhu so calmly, with a look of panic and fear on her face. The expression became more and more obvious, but the girl became more and more excited, as if she could start doing things she hadn't done for many years.

Zhao Zhu took out cigarettes from his pocket, only half a pack of cigarettes left. This time Zhao Zhu went to the retreat villa with a lot of necessities, but he forgot to bring cigarettes, and he was too lazy to drive to buy them later. In fact, there is no smoking addiction to smoking, but sometimes I feel lonely or just want to pass the boring time. I didn't want to smoke, so the pack of cigarettes that I brought here has not been finished.

At this time, Zhao Zhu lit a cigarette for himself, took a breath, and the smoke slowly spewed out of his nostrils.

Until the nearest corpse was less than five meters away from Zhao Zhu, Zhao Zhu put the cigarette in his hand and said softly:

"The Buddha said: save all suffering!"

In an instant, the Buddha's light bloomed, Zhao Zhu walked like a Buddhist monk surrounded by the Buddha's light, the Buddha's purifying power dispersed, and the surrounding dead bodies with black gas on their bodies wailed and rolled on the ground.

"The Buddha said: Listeners are suffering!"

All the dead corpses around began to kneel on the ground instinctively, as if they were worshipping, but the object of their worship was holding a cigarette in their mouth, which was really disgusting.

"The Buddha said: Cut off all obsessions!"

A loud shout came from Zhao Zhu's mouth, like a blow to the head, all the dead corpses around began to dissipate, the black gas evaporated, and melted little by little, because they were forcibly erased by Zhao Zhu's foundation of existence, obsession, resentment, and all kinds of support The roots of their continued existence in this world have all disappeared, and they will naturally disappear along with them.

At the same time, Zhao Zhu casually flipped through the memories of these dead corpses. When he saw it, Zhao Zhu was delighted. It was actually the former robber Roadhog.

Back in the 80s or so, robber road hogs were a common sight. Even in the early 1990s, it was popular in various places to select the major thief cities and bandit cities. The selection conditions and qualifications are based on the notoriety and evil accumulated in the 1980s.

At that time, in some villages, the whole village was dispatched to rob them together. They smeared oil on the corners of the highway near their own villages. When the car came over and overturned, they swarmed up, and all the things on the car were directly stolen. Even the driver was mostly killed directly. When it fell, people really didn't take human life seriously at that time. What's more, put a coffin on the road, next to the coffin there is a woman wearing sackcloth and filial piety crying beside the coffin, when the car drives over, it is surrounded by villagers. Compensation for goods~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The driver’s life will be compensated for the worthless wine in the car, which can also be regarded as improving the memory of future drivers. Prepare toll fees early. This is equivalent to a high-quality highway toll booth, but it is bloody.

This phenomenon was not counted until the crackdown started in 1983. Of course, this crackdown was just a wipe out for the turbulent mistakes of that decade.

The group of people Zhao Zhu faced before was from a village. During the crackdown, this vicious village was arrested and shot at nearly 100 people. Another group was directly locked up. , These hundreds of blood-stained dead souls have unexpectedly gathered together again, forming a ghost realm, or a ghost, wandering aimlessly everywhere, where they stop and start to reopen. Old businessman.

This time, it happened that Zhao Zhu had a coincidence. He had just eaten here, and this **** floated here. Zhao Zhu was a little bit dumbfounded, and it seemed that he was really easy to encounter these dirty things. (To be continued...)

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