Chapter 164: The Bottom of the Well
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The ghost things were directly crushed in the sword light, and these ghost things were too weak for today's Fangzheng.
As the ghost was slashed, the raging fire around it disappeared, the blood and corpses on the bed disappeared, and Fang Zheng found himself still standing in front of the picture frame on the wall.
The person was still in the abandoned wooden house, and the flashlight of the mobile phone in his hand was emitting a dazzling white light.
The third picture frame on the wall had been smashed by him with a single sword.
Fang Zheng looked at the two remaining photo frames, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.
I don't know if it's a coincidence, only one of the twelve people in the photo frame escaped from this haunted house, and he had slashed and killed eleven people before, and only one of them survived.
And that person was a man named Heisi.
Fang Zheng could even guess who the person who finally escaped from the haunted house on that strange night decades ago should be the man named Heisi.
Because the noise Fang Zheng heard outside the wooden house was all dialects he didn't understand.
If Heisi had died in this wooden house, he would have heard Pingsi's voice, and Pingsi spoke in some dialects of the city, so he should be able to understand and guess correctly.
Therefore, as soon as he speculated in his heart, Fang Zheng had already guessed nine times out of ten.
It's weird.
A strange night decades ago is repeating itself decades later.
Even the ending is the same, in the end, it is the only man named Heisi who remains.
The more Fang Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that there was something unbelievable in it.
"If my conjecture is correct, then the corpse of the old man found in Menqian Village should be this man named Pingsi......
Fang Zheng's eyes were deep, maybe he could find out the identity of the old man's body when he returned to Menqian Village.
Just as Fang Zheng was groaning, the corner of his eye swept to the ground, huh?
Fang Zheng's face showed a look of surprise.
It's actually a dark coin.
It is not the tens of billions or trillions of denominations of the underworld that the yang burns to the underworld, but the yin virtue coin.
Fang Zheng has never figured out how true and how false these ancient legends are about the underworld coins and yin virtue coins.
Could it be that there really is an underworld in this world?
But as a butcher Zhang in the system, he clearly told him that the so-called underworld is just a kind of superstition among the people, and there is no underworld in this world.
But the underworld doesn't exist, so what's going on with these dark coins?
Fang Zheng picked up the dark coins on the ground, a total of eleven... No, it's a total of 12 Stygian Coins.
Fang Zheng glanced at the photo frame with the photo of Ping Si hanging on the wall, and thought about it, there were a total of twelve dark coins, which undoubtedly had already met Fang Zheng's previous conjecture.
The old man who died in Menqian Village should be Heisi.
Maybe it's because of some obsession, the second half of this old man's life has been living in some kind of self-blame, maybe it's self-blame for failing to save others decades ago. That's why he spent the rest of his life secretly digging a secret passage under his own dry well, and then returned to the black blind forest every once in a while to mourn his old friend. The figure lying outside Li Laosan's house at the beginning may be Pingsi, who has been sick and died at home for several days.
Of course, these are just speculations based on Fang Zheng's conjectures based on the dark coins and the secret passage under the dry well.
Perhaps, the figure lying outside Li Laosan's house at the beginning was not a flat ......
Fang Zheng looked down at the twelve underworld coins in his hand, since there is no underworld in this world, these underworld coins cannot be burned to the underworld, but existence is reasonable.
Since the underworld does not exist, it just proves that the future use of these coins may be even more extraordinary.
The underworld coin is also known as the Yin De coin.
It is a yin and virtuous thing.
Whether it is in folk concepts, Taoist records, or Buddhist systems, Yin virtue has long been one of the deep-rooted and important inheritances.
Those who have yin virtue must have yang retribution, this ancient proverb has been throughout thousands of years of civilization history, popular to this day.
All indications indicate that a yin virtue like the Stygian Coin may be a great thing.
Originally, he had nine Stygian coins.
With the addition of today's twelve Hades coins, he already has twenty-one Hades coins in deposit.
Regarding all kinds of doubts about the underworld coin, Fang Zheng also thought about asking Zhang Butcher or Mr. Fu, both of whom are people in the system, and must know many hidden and ancient legends and secrets, which are all information that ordinary people in the outside world cannot access on the Internet.
But he has too many secrets, and he can't reveal himself.
Although Butcher Zhang and Mr. Fu may have known some secrets about him, otherwise they would not have let him help take care of the underworld, and they would not have let him go to the shadows, the answer is obvious, Butcher Zhang and Mr. Fu must have known that he was different from ordinary people.
It's just that Fang Zheng is not clear about how far he has mastered his intelligence. So all he can do is to try to be as low-key as possible, try not to jump too out, and try to minimize the number of times he enters the sight of Butcher Zhang and Mr. Fu.
Fang Zheng regained his mood and then walked out of the haunted house.
The only pity is that the person who strayed into the haunted house tonight, he couldn't save it in time.
A cold light flashed in Fang Zheng's eyes.
Bang!
A red color was like a thick waterfall, and the Jiuyang True Qi Knife Qi exploded the wooden house in the forest with a single sword, turning into a raging fire and collapsing into ruins.
After about ten minutes, Fang Zheng's figure appeared in another place in the Black Blind Forest.
It was according to the route of the well burial excavated in the memory screen that I found this place.
The night in the deep mountains and old forests was as dark as a place of death, curse, loneliness, wailing, and despair.
Walking on the edge of the real world and the evil world, all you can see is horror and darkness, just like a person's little dark house, how can you not get out of the shadows.
But none of this has any effect on the other party.
People are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points.
At this moment, Fang Zheng is full of strength and blood, not that he is afraid of ghosts, but that ghosts are afraid of him.
Fang Zheng quickly found the well burial that had collapsed decades ago, however, when Fang Zheng found the location, his eyes were fixed, and he immediately looked wary of the surroundings.
The well burial that collapsed back then has been dug up.
Moreover, the soil that has been turned over is still very fresh, and it has only been dug up for a few days.
Fang Zheng's muscles tightened, clenching the ghost head knife in his hand, ready to pounce at any time, he was on guard around, listening carefully to any wind and grass around him, five minutes, ten minutes... The surroundings are safe and there is no suspicious movement.
Only then did Fang Zheng become convinced that there was no one around.
Fang Zheng came to the side of the well burial, and the flashlight shone at the bottom of the well, the well was very deep, and the flashlight could not illuminate the scenery at the bottom of the well. Fang Zheng thought for a moment, he stood by the well burial, did not feel the breath of ghosts, and then he used the ghost head knife as a point of borrowing on the wall of the well, and went down to the bottom of the well.
The cold air in the well is pressing, and the wet and cold air is very heavy.
But when I went down to the bottom of the well, there was no water.
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