Listening to Fang Zheng's words, the bald male beast fell into a brief silence.

He seemed to be thinking.

It seems that he also thinks that Fangzheng's words make sense, and is moved by Fangzheng's words.

However, the beast did not think about Fangzheng's identity as the international dark horse "The Last Witch Hunter".

Because no one has ever seen the front of the square so far.

So he didn't expect it at first, and it was normal.

"If you're short of teammates, why don't we team up together in the ruins, and I'll go with you to find the broken house. The beast raised its head, its expression serious, and looked at Fang Zheng solemnly.

The blessed land is known as a relic in the West.

"Your words are very reasonable, as soon as we entered the ruins, we came across this ruined temple, and then everyone went to look for the corpse house, all this must not be accidental, there must be some connection. ”

"It's always safer for two people to act alone than to act alone. ”

Unbeknownst to him, Fang Zheng directly rejected the beast's request to form a team.

The reason for the rejection is simple, he doesn't like to carry a burden.

The beast's chest was tight, and this was really a refusal that hurt people's self-esteem.

I'm also a master among cultivators, so you can't take care of the master's face.

......

Next, Fang Zheng did not stop in this deep mountain temple any longer, but immediately set off to hurry, lest it be too late, and all the heavenly and earthly treasures in the blessed land were hollowed out, and he couldn't even drink the soup.

With Fangzheng's current physique, he hurried down at full speed, and his feet were very fast. But because of the existence of those shadows in the fog that could not be seen clearly, he couldn't completely let go of his speed, but even so, he still hurried a lot faster than ordinary people.

In this way, Fang Zheng bypassed the strange shadow in the fog, getting farther and farther away from the deep mountain old temple behind him, the fog world was quiet, and Fang Zheng didn't even touch anyone along the way... It wasn't until half a day later that he heard an unusual noise behind the distant fog, and Fangzheng's body stopped.

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Like the sound of human footsteps.

The footsteps faded away, not approaching Fangzheng's side.

Fang Zheng groaned on the spot, and then his body flashed like a leopard's shadow, and he actually chased in the direction of the footsteps.

After walking for a long time, I didn't meet half a figure, and the footsteps I heard just now were probably cursed by the beasts, and the companions who were looking for the corpse house might not be able to. It's rare to find a clue, and Fang Zheng is willing to let it go.

A few minutes later, Fang Zheng finally caught up with the owner of the footsteps, and through the mist, he saw from a distance that it was a black figure behind the fog.

But when he got closer and saw clearly, Fangzheng's eyes sank.

I saw that behind that person, a blood-colored shackle hooked a woman with long black hair covering her face and her skirt stained with blood.

That woman was the crazy woman who built the corpse house.

At this moment, more footsteps were heard in the direction of the figure's side, and more shadowy people were approaching behind the fog.

One, two, three......

More and more people came from all directions, without exception, and behind everyone, there were blood-stained women with blood-colored shackles hooked up and black hair covering their faces.

Fang Zheng's brows immediately locked.

If a person is followed by a gloomy woman, he doesn't feel anything, but when five or six people, a dozen people are followed by the same gloomy woman, this scene is no longer terrifying, it can be described as weird.

At this time, Fang Zheng still didn't understand, these people were all under the same curse.

But what Fang Zheng cares about most is not this, but, these people are from all directions, not from the same direction, it seems that there may be more than one old temple in the deep mountains, as long as the people who enter the blessed land have all encountered the old temple in the deep mountains.

In short, whether it is him or others, it is not by chance that he will encounter the old temple in the deep mountains, but will inevitably encounter it!

It's like the old temple has come to life and is actively looking for the living!

At this time, there were more people in Fang Zheng's line of sight, dozens, hundreds, all of them followed by a gloomy woman, walking past Fang Zheng and disappearing behind the mist.

Up close, Fang Zheng could also see the faces of these people clearly, they were very pale, with empty eyes, no focus, and no anger at all.

Zombie!

These four words came to Fangzheng's mind.

There were more and more people like walking dead people on the way, and Fang Zheng immediately cheered up, he knew that he should be approaching the corpse house.

After about ten minutes, a larger team appeared in front of Fang Zheng's eyes, and the crowd at this time had expanded to hundreds of people, and he could bump into a person from a few meters away.

Behind everyone was a gloomy woman in a blood-colored dress.

But following along, Fang Zheng found that there were fewer and fewer shadows in the fog ahead, and they all disappeared inexplicably.

It wasn't until Fang Zheng cautiously followed one of them at close range that he discovered the truth, all of them disappeared after stepping on a mountain bag, as if the mountain bag was just a trick.

There is another world in the mountain bag.

However!

Fang Zheng stood on the mountain bag and found that this was not a trick, but indeed a mountain bag.

But those who were cursed obviously disappeared after stepping on the mountain bag.

Fang Zheng frowned, he withdrew from the mountain bag and began to look around the mountain bag, but he didn't find anything abnormal. Finally, he climbed a nearby mountain, looked at the bare mountain bag that was slightly raised under his feet, and sighed in surprise, how did he think of this mountain bag... More like a grave bag?

Fang Zheng didn't know why looking at the mountain bag under his feet, the strange thought of the tomb bag suddenly popped up in his mind, that is, he felt that this bare mountain bag was very similar to the tomb bag.

Fang Zheng pondered, he began to carefully observe the surrounding mountains and rivers, this observation, he really found some small details.

Fang Zheng found that the cliffs of several surrounding mountains had cracked and collapsed, but they were too old, and if they didn't have the intention to observe, they might not be able to see the difference.

Looking down at the mountain bag from a high place, Fang Zheng thought to himself that this mountain bag should be the mud and rocks washed down by several mountains that had a serious mudslide or an earthquake here, and finally formed the mountain bag in front of him.

At this time, behind the fog at the foot of the mountain, a voice was heard.

It was actually a priest with an Asian face, followed by several Dongying ninjas, and these people were not followed by a gloomy blood group of women, they were normal people.

I don't know what one of the Toei ninjas said to the priest, Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that these people actually disappeared after stepping on the mountain bag like those who had been cursed.

So the question is, can't Fang Zheng understand Dongying?

He'll only be able to say those few words from a small movie.