At this time, Fang Zheng's hand was playing with two small objects.

They are one earring.

A mirror.

This is the underworld vehicle of the blue-skinned boy and the deformed conjoined man.

Fang Zheng silently looked at the two artifacts in his hand.

For ease of distinction.

Fang Zheng temporarily gave these two artifacts a name.

Frost earrings.

Mirror for people with low self-esteem.

Fang chose the name of the artifact based on the experience of the resentful spirit before his death.

From the name alone, it can be seen that the tragic experience of these two ghost spirits in their lives was abandoned by the world, and they were tempted into the abyss of despair step by step.

In addition to this, Fang Zheng also had a rag in his hand.

It was the piece of fabric that came from Gao Zhongli's dress.

Fang Zheng made a decision and planned to use fortune incense to find someone.

In fact, Fang Zheng also hesitated whether to use the two artifacts first, first find the three-eyed person who is good at using people's hearts to refine dark artifacts, or go to Gao Shuhua first.

But in the end, Fang Zheng decided to go to Gao Shuhua first.

The fragments of Gao Zhongli's skirt fell in the corner, and it is very likely that Gao Shuhua's side encountered big trouble or danger, and there was a desperate struggle.

Therefore, after deciding which is more important, Fang Zheng plans to find Gao Shuhua who is very likely to be in danger first.

And it's not the first time that Fang Zheng has used fortune incense to find someone.

As the saying goes, one is raw and two is ripe.

Fortune incense.

Aggrandizement.

Smoke rose again, but this time there was no figure standing outside the window, and it was empty.

Soon after, Fang Zheng was seen walking out of the room.

All the way to the road.

The cigarette of fortune in his hand was like an arrow, drifting in one direction, not chaotically around.

Watching the fortune incense really worked.

Founder is happy.

This shows that Gao Shuhua is still alive at present.

But soon, Fang Zheng was surprised to find out.

Fortune Xiang actually guided him all the way to the venue of the engagement banquet.

But what made Fang Zheng even more cautious was that the whole Gao family was actually plunged into darkness, and they couldn't even see the slightest light.

This makes the already quiet and eerie atmosphere of the dark night add a cold atmosphere, ignite people's negative emotions, and make people feel a sense of unease.

Fang Zheng is calm, calm, holding the incense of fortune, he continues to move forward, cautious all the way, and does not directly choose to leap on the roof of the house without greedy shortcuts, so as not to expose his position and become a live target for others.

About 10 minutes.

When Fang Zheng arrived at the venue, under the piercing white light of the mobile phone flashlight, blood!

Blood in a land!

Messy overturned tables and chairs, roses trampled on the ground, broken dishpieces on the ground, and tables knocked down by people in panic.

But he couldn't find a single person's body.

The rich smell of blood permeated the air, disturbing every nerve of a person.

There was a massacre here!

It's just that for some reason, the bodies are all gone!

Fang Zheng's expression froze.

Start entering the venue with caution.

Click, click... Blood was pouring on the ground, and there was blood in some low-lying places, and bloody footprints were made on the soles of shoes.

With each step of the foot lifting, thick dark red blood sticks under the soles of the shoes.

Judging by the extent of the clotting of this blood, the battle here should not cease for a short time, and it should not be more than twenty minutes.

So what is it that can dispose of a corpse so quickly?

"There was a massacre here twenty minutes ago, why did Gao Shuhua appear here?" Fang Zheng thought of a question.

Then Fang Zheng found the body of the Wu family in the coffin.

The only person who exists here is the corpse of the Wu family who has become a dead person.

"Could it be that the dead man in the coffin, who died without turning a blind eye, suddenly deceived the corpse, and then wiped out so many cultivators and masters at once?"

Thinking so, smack!

Fangzheng's mobile phone shone the corpse of the dead man in the coffin and directly slapped the dead man.

After slapping him, Fang Zheng shook his hand.

Man is dead and rigid.

A slap in the face to a dead man is like a slap in the face to a stone.

It's uncomfortable.

It's completely different from slapping a living person.

As a result, under the stinging white light of the mobile phone flashlight, the corpse of the Wu family, whose skin was pale and pale after death, was not provoked and deceived as Fang Zheng imagined.

Smack!

Fang Zheng gave a few more slaps.

No matter who it is, being slapped one after another stimulates self-esteem, and I definitely can't bear it.

But the body in the coffin had been lying still.

Fang Zheng was finally convinced of one thing.

This Wu family is indeed dead.

Just as Fang Zheng turned his gaze away from the dead man's body in the coffin, looking at the dark surroundings, and when people were thinking, suddenly, there was a slight abnormal sound, which came into Fang Zheng's ears.

Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Star.

Click, click, click......

There was a strange sound, a slight noise in the dark, the sound sounded difficult, unpleasant, and inexplicably made people feel upset.

Fang Zheng raised the flashlight of his mobile phone, and the cold white vertical light shone in the direction of the sound.

It was an open space on the edge of the engagement banquet venue, and when Fang Zheng's mobile phone shone over, he saw dozens of model dolls standing there motionless.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng frowned, he remembered very well that these model dolls were not here in the first place.

The mannequins are very old.

In a strange posture, the joints of the hands and feet are reversed, giving people the illusion of suffering and suffering.

But these mannequin dolls, which are obviously dead things, are all cold dead things.

But it just gives people a painful feeling.

Combined with the sense of stale colors, it inexplicably gives people a gloomy and weird atmosphere.

And those subtle sounds came from the group of these painful modeling model dolls with reversed joints of hands and feet.

But I saw that the body joints of these model dolls were moving at an extremely slow speed, little by little!

Slowly and aimlessly moving in the dark.

Just when Fangzheng's mobile phone shone past, as if stimulated by the light source, those mannequins with reversed joints turned their heads to look at Fangzheng.

Suddenly!

The picture in front of Fangzheng's eyes changed.

He was not standing in the engagement banquet with messy tables and chairs, but in an outdated dance studio with a slightly backward decoration.

In the dance studio, a beautiful girl who is at the age of a young girl in the flower season is practicing dancing.

The girl danced beautifully.

It can be seen that she is indeed very talented in dancing.

When the girl was dancing, a pair of eyes looked at Fang Zheng's side from time to time, which was a pair of expectant eyes that students were eager to be praised and recognized by the teacher.

She should have used the position where Fang Zheng was standing now as her dance teacher.

Perhaps the girl was too eager to be recognized and praised by the teacher, so she was distracted while jumping, and finally accidentally slipped her feet, hit her head on the ground, and broke her neck on the spot.

The head tilted back at a strange angle, and even if he died, he was still staring in the direction of Fangzheng.

There's a demonic aura here

There's a demonic aura here