Fang Zheng has killed ghost painting skins, even if there are no dozens,

There are also eight, ten.

So he will never forget the breath on the ghost painting skin.

As early as the first time he saw the old god stick, Fang Zheng had already discovered that the old god stick in front of him was not actually the old god stick himself, but a ghost painting skin with no flesh and blood, only human skin and an empty shell.

And when it comes to the people he offended, and he has the ability to paint skin, there is only the Gao family who paints skin.

At the beginning, he slaughtered the genius of the Gao family.

Although it was only a human skin after the death of the tiger, it can be regarded as a bond with the Gao family of the painted skin.

In an instant, Fang Zheng figured out the clues before and after.

It should be his identity, which has been exposed at the beginning, and since he entered the city, he has been under the surveillance of the Gao family.

Perhaps it was because of the deterrence of the Special Operations Department, the painted Gao family did not dare to act blatantly in the city.

So it has been dormant in the shadows, like a poisonous snake showing its venomous gaze, waiting for the prey to relax its vigilance, or the prey to leave the nest.

As a result, it is obvious that the old god stick has become an innocent implicated person.

The Gao family used the old god stick to successfully lure him out of the city, and set up an ambush in Menqian Village.

It's just that he can't figure it out, when was his identity exposed?

Could it be that if you have killed a ghost and painted the skin, it will leave traces on your body, such as a breath, or a special smell?

Fang Zheng wiped away the neck of the ghost painting skin with a knife, and the neck was separated by two-thirds, and the ghost painting skin's head was powerless to shrug to the side, but it was not dead.

Ghost Painted Skin intends to resist, poof!

The hand knife pierced the chest of the ghost painting skin from behind, and the true qi of Jiuyang was under the urging of luck, and the breath of the sun was just to the yang, and instantly ignited the yin object of the ghost painting skin into a human-shaped torch, crackling and burning, and emitting a foul smell of burning.

The ghost painted skin died out directly.

Now these ghost things are already vulnerable in Fang Zheng's hands.

Fang Zheng knew that these ghosts painted skins, but they were also yin things controlled by people, in fact, they were beasts in human skins, and there were no clues when interrogated on these small miscellaneous fish, so he didn't bother to interrogate.

Fang Zheng stood still, looking at the ghost painting skin burned to ashes under his feet, his eyes glowing with a cold light.

All he wanted now was that the old god stick was okay.

The old god stick has suffered an unjustified disaster this time.

"Huh?"

"Who is it?"

Fang Zheng's physique has strengthened since he practiced martial arts, and the keen five senses he has cultivated senses sensed that there was a strange gaze peeping behind him, and he immediately turned around with an indifferent face.

The gaze came from behind, outside the courtyard gate with the gate closed.

Outside the courtyard gate, someone is sneaking through the gap between the two courtyard gates, sneaking into the courtyard.

Shout!

The people outside the courtyard gate, seeing that their whereabouts were exposed, turned around directly and wanted to escape.

Fang Zheng thought that he was a person from the Gao family, walking under his feet like stepping on the wind, extremely fast, holding a ghost-headed short knife in his hand, and the person directly chased him out over the wall.

Almost in less than a second, when Fang Zheng chased out of the courtyard wall, there was no one outside the courtyard gate, but he faintly caught a figure out of the corner of his eye, and quickly flashed into the courtyard of the villagers opposite the door of Li Laosan's house.

Fang Zheng directly raised his knife and chased after him.

This is also a rural homestead with a single courtyard, and after Fang Zheng climbed over the wall into the courtyard, there was no human figure in the courtyard.

I saw that the doors and windows were closed, and there was no trace of the doors and windows being pushed open, as if the master's house had already rested, and it was just an illusion that someone had disappeared in a flash.

Fang Zheng was very sure that it was not him who was dazzled.

Bang!

At night, he kicked the door open with a strong kick, and Fang Zheng directly broke into the house with a knife in his fierce eyes.

As soon as he kicked the door, a strong and fishy rotten stench, like an old altar pickle that had been sealed for a long time, suddenly choked his nose.

Fang Zheng held his breath, but instead of finding suspicious clues in the house, he found the body of an old man who had been dead for several days and had turned black and smelly on a bed in the bedroom.

Fang Zheng frowned.

This seems to be an empty nest elderly man living alone, who suddenly fell ill and died at home, and no one knows about it, and there seems to be nothing suspicious.

It's like you can often see in the news that in the cities of steel and cement cages, empty nesters who have no children left by their side have committed suicide by poisoning due to illness or depression, and no one knows about their death at home for a month.

The scene in front of me seems to foreshadow this sad scene, and at first glance there seems to be no doubt. However, there is no doubt about this, and it is precisely the biggest doubt.

This is a rural area, not a city that has been cut off from human communication by cold security doors, and even lived together for decades, and even neighbors don't recognize it.

In the countryside, the villagers often visit the door, the people are lively, the old people can recognize the names of the villagers, even who lost a dog, whose relatives came, who just died of illness and the elderly, within half a day the whole village can know. But now, there are elderly people who have died at home for many days, and the corpses are black and smelly, and no one has found that the old man is abnormal, which is the biggest suspicion.

Combined with the secret marriage and the painting of the Gao family, everything seems to be shrouded in an unusual and weird shadow.

After searching again, there was still no new discovery, and Fangzheng's heart sank.

He picked up the knife and killed Li Laosan's house again.

Fang Zheng walked through the mourning hall, but he didn't meet anyone along the way, and when he found the cave room, he finally knew why he didn't meet anyone.

Li Laosan and his wife were all in a coma at the door of the marriage cave at the moment.

Fang Zheng tested the body temperature of the two people, the surface of the body was warm, and they were still alive.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, and the awe-inspiring coldness in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

The village is getting more and more eccentric.

First the ghost painted the skin, then the peeper outside the door, and the old man who died at home for a few days but was not found by the villagers, and now even Li Laosan and his wife are unconscious, it seems that everything started from this secret marriage.

Outside the Marriage Cave Room, there is a big lock, which should have been locked by Li Laosan and his wife.

I don't know if it's to prevent outsiders from entering... Or is it just in case, someone inside comes out......

Click!

A knife smashed the big lock on the door, boom!

The red knife qi directly smashed the door, Fang Zheng's eyes showed a rare ruthlessness, and he rushed into the room with a murderous knife, no matter what the hell it was, whoever wants to stop him from saving people today will be chopped up with a unified knife.

It just so happened that he lacked soul energy.

The more ghosts come as much as possible, and they all cost him.

Fang Zheng's eyes were ruthless, and when he rushed into the room on sawdust, he happened to see two figures sitting on a marriage bed facing the door, one on the left and one on the right.

They are the bride and groom in ancient traditional costumes.

The groom's body was swollen and pale, just in line with his drowning appearance, and his eyes were fixed on the doorway.

The bride wears a red hijab.

Fang Zheng hesitated, but in the end he didn't lift the bride's red hijab, looking at the bride's delicate and full figure, it didn't look like an old god.

At this time, there happened to be a dressing table beside him, and Fang Zheng turned his head to see that his scalp was numb, and his face suddenly changed.

A bride... Just lying on his back......

He actually carried a bride behind his back at some point!