The woman's face that appeared in the cup kept looking at Fang Zheng calmly.

Fang Zheng's face was also calm.

Innate Shengang!

The majestic true qi in the body, along the palm of the hand, brings up the scorching temperature, and instantly burns the glass in the hand red, and the water in the cup directly boils and boils.

As the water boiled, there were violent ripples, and the face of the woman in the cup dissipated in an instant.

It was directly boiled by the pure yang true qi of the square.

"Was it so easy to kill?"

But the human skin scriptures on Fangzheng's body had no reaction at all.

Thinking of how difficult the decapitated woman was in the water prison world, Fang Zheng frowned, he felt that this matter could never be so simple.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng lowered his head.

Looking at the glass of water that the woman's face has vanished.

He still didn't have the courage to drink the water in the end.

Then he put down the water glass in his hand.

Unless he's sick, drink this glass of ghost water!

If the glass of water he drank grows a little female ghost in him, or if clumps of black hair grow from his eyes, ears, nose and nose and suffocate to death, who will be responsible for him?

When he put down the water glass in his hand, Fang Zheng couldn't help but think about the situation in front of him.

Walking in the shadows and running to the outside world, this gave him a sense of crisis.

Does the devil know if the severed head woman will come back to life?

It's just that Fang Zheng doesn't understand a little.

The decapitated woman has long been destroyed in history, does not exist, and all kinds of ghosts and things she sees in the shadows are just scenes seen before her life when an ancient resentment and obsession reappear, and how did he get entangled by ancient resentment?

Is it because the same spiritual world goes too much yin?

Is there some special smell on your body more or less?

Just when Fang Zheng was going to find Chuanpu Sheep and discuss countermeasures together, he found that the clothes, Chuanpu Sheep, and Xiao Hei who were originally in the living room were all gone.

Fang Zheng's heart sank.

The whole house was empty.

He was the only one left.

After Fang Zheng searched the house, he couldn't find it, and at this moment, an abrupt voice sounded.

"The immortals and Buddhas have not yet succeeded, and they only know that the night is uneven......"

"Dust to dust, soil to soil, life and death have a fate, no matter how brilliant, but a loess, a handful of green and gray ......"

"Useless is a scholar......"

The voice......

It's the voice of the hunchbacked old man in the dungeon!

Fang Zheng's face changed.

He immediately had a very bad premonition in his heart.

In the next second, Fang Zheng didn't want to think about it, and the people rushed to the entrance in stride!

Outcome!

Fangzheng's palm, just touched the doorknob of the security door, just pushed the door open, the sight in front of him changed, and the corridor outside the door actually turned into a dungeon aisle.

He was not standing in the corridor of the community, but in a cell in a dark, damp environment.

He had rushed to the entrance and grabbed the doorknob, but now he was standing behind the iron railing of his cell, one of his hands holding a cold, damp iron rod.

Look at the scene in front of you.

Fang Zheng's eyes showed a different color.

It seems that the decapitated woman is just a wedge, and he was directly pulled into the spiritual world of the dead in the state of not going to the yin.

This has never happened before.

"Is it really because I repeat too much yin and cause resentment?"

The scientific explanation is that the friction is too much, and the screwdriver can also be magnetic.

At this time, the voice of the watchman singing a strange tone was getting closer and closer to the Fangzheng cage, and then a hunchbacked old man, beating the watch with one hand and beating the gong with the other, approached.

"The coffin in the world is seven feet three, today is June six, and only six feet six are buried... Parts that exceed six feet and six inches can be eaten, can be eaten... No, the more I talk, the more hungry I get, I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry......"

Whoa, whoa.

The hunchbacked old man spoke, his mouth drooping long like a starving ghost.

A few minutes......

As a wisp of ordinary soul qi rose and was absorbed by the human skin scriptures, I saw that in a messy dungeon, the hunchbacked old man was hammered to pieces by an abominable demon ape.

Then in the next step, the normal soul energy from the scholar is +1.

Normal Soul Energy +1 from the Red Umbrella Woman.

......

After slaying more than a dozen wisps of ordinary soul qi, like the founder of the atavistic demon ape, he finally killed next to the square pool again.

The pool water is still the same water.

Cold.

Gloom.

Deep.

It's like a dark abyss that can devour people's souls and have no bottom in sight.

But the next moment!

Knock! Knock!

The huge soles of the demon ape fell to the ground, with a majestic back, and left without looking back.

And did not go into the pool.

Since it is not necessary, Fang Zheng naturally will not rashly do something uncertain, he plans to test whether he can quit safely!

......

......

It's still the familiar bedroom.

Familiar beds, drawn-up curtains, familiar bedroom layouts.

When Fang Zheng followed the previous method and exited the dungeon spirit world, he found that he was still in the bedroom, still maintaining a cultivation posture.

Then the man went down to the window and, with a bang, pulled back the curtains.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain......

It's raining outside the window.

Fang Zheng kept an extra eye on it this time, and visualized the Demon Ape Diagram in his mind several times, but this time there was no atavistic Demon Ape transformation.

A minute or two later.

Fang Zheng was finally convinced.

He has indeed withdrawn from the spiritual world this time, and he is indeed in reality.

However, this time being haunted by resentment is not necessarily all bad, and being a person must be optimistic, and this time it can be said that it is a mixed blessing.

At least he didn't need to go to the yin, he could also enter the spiritual world of that ancient resentment and gain soul energy......

I just don't know if the number of times will be frequent?

Can it be reused?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng walked out of the bedroom and immediately went to the living room to get himself a glass of water to suppress the shock, but this time nothing happened.

Belch.

Fang Zheng sighed, I don't know why, I actually had a little regret in my heart.

What a hellish little pity!

However, as soon as Fang Zhengfu walked out of the bedroom, he was greeted by the complaint of Chuanpu Yang, and Xiao Hei looked at the slanted eyes of the staff.

If you hadn't let us into your bedroom, my old sheep would have slapped the door with his hooves and rushed in to catch people and stolen goods. ”

"Herding sheep, it's raining heavily outside today, is it necessary to go to Lao Cai diligently today? Seeing the rainy day, do you know what my old sheep thinks of first?"

Chuanpu sheep actually don't want to go out on a rainy day at all, they just want to lie salted fish at home on a rainy day.

Fang Zheng thought for a moment, and then looked at Chuanpu Yang: "This rain is as big as when Yiping asked her father for money." ”

Chuanpu Sheep: "???"

"Who is Yiping?"

Fang Zheng: "The heroine in the TV series "Deep Love and Rain". ”

Baa!!

"My old sheep cares about whether the wool will be knotted when it gets wet in the rain on a rainy day, but you and my old sheep fall in love on a rainy day!"

Fang Zheng was speechless: "I believe that you are a ghost's wool knotted." ”

The rest of the night was peaceful.

Nothing was said all night.

Next.

Fang Zheng received a text message from the express cabinet pickup password, and the three fake cheats he bought on a treasure finally arrived.

Including "Zixia Divine Skill", "King Kong is not bad divine skill", and a book of expected spiritual martial arts...... I want to talk about "There is a Demon Spirit" with more like-minded people, "Chat about your favorite books with more book friends."