"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......"

When he heard the familiar sound of beating and ringing again, Fang Zheng's eyes were strange.

Obviously, the husband who urged the book to live last time had already slapped the ghost mother into corpses, but he didn't expect it to reappear now.

However, when he thought that everything in front of him was just an obsession from an ancient king, not a physical existence, Fang Zheng was quickly relieved.

Under Fang Zheng's gaze, a strange old man with strange red cheeks on his face and a hunchback beating was coming from afar, from far and near.

Isn't it the hunchbacked old man I met last time!

Fang Zheng took a breath.

Here it comes!

It's finally time to begin!

Fang Zheng's eyes were sharp, his body was tense, his nerves were highly vigilant, and he was ready to start a fight to the death at any time!

Just like last time, the hunchbacked old man passed through the cells and examination rooms, and then used strange poems in a strange tone to curse the crazy scholar, and when he saw the undead madman scholar, the hunchbacked old man turned around and looked at the cell opposite the madman scholar.

At the moment when the hunchbacked old man turned around, Fang Zheng frowned, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that the hunchbacked old man's eyes glanced at him.

"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.

After the hunchbacked old man entered the cell opposite the mad scholar, that is, the cell where Fang Zheng was trapped for the first time, he actually began to hear the sound of gnawing.

After about a few minutes, the hunchbacked old man, who was bloodied at the corner of his mouth, dragged a corpse whose legs had been eaten off in his hand, dragged it out of the cell, leaving a long bloody mark on the ground behind him, and continued to play the watch and beat the gong while checking the cells and examination rooms one by one.

still reciting the strange poem that cursed the life and death of the book of nature.

Then one step, one step, slowly approaching the square side.

Burst!

The hunchbacked old man walked to the examination room where the tuberculosis scholar was, and his mille-feuille shoes trampled on the fat maggots that were still writhing on the ground, and blood and flesh splattered.

The hunchbacked old man began to curse the tuberculosis scholar.

This tuberculosis scholar is also fatal, that is, he will not die, so the hunchbacked old man turned to the next target.

Soon, the hunchbacked old man came to the hanged scholar directly opposite Fang.

Uh, Fang Zheng looked at the hanging scholar with some surprise and speechlessness, his two legs were still kicking in the air, but he didn't die, Fang Zheng calculated the time, this hanging time was at least a few minutes.

No matter how these scholars look, they are all struggling to die but can't die.

Fang Zheng inexplicably thought of the school Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher would always analyze it word by word, what was the author's intention in writing this sentence, and what was the theme idea.

The night represents the last straw that bends the hope of the people.

Dawn represents the people who have seen the dawn of hope again.

At the beginning of the article, it was written that the season was winter, because the author wanted to highlight the numbness, indifference, and selfishness of people's minds in that era.

Sometimes Fang Zheng feels that the author of the article does not think much about the Chinese teacher, which forcibly explains, if the author of the article sees it, he will also come back from the embarrassment of the coffin board... I'm just writing about my childhood memories, it was really winter at that time, and there was no special meaning at all.

At this time, Fang Zheng, facing these scholars who couldn't die if he wanted to, suddenly, he realized the state of mind of the Chinese teacher when he was a child.

At this time, he was speculating about whether the appearance of these scholars meant something?

Is it related to the obsession behind the dungeon? Do you need to focus on it? Will you get it later?

The hunchbacked old man cursed the hanging scholar, and when he saw that the hanged scholar always didn't burp off, the hunchbacked old man began to turn around.

I don't know if it's because the hunchbacked old man turned around too much, and he has been dragged behind him, the corpse with bloody legs and blurred flesh, with an arm on his chest, boom!

The arm collided with the square cell door, making a collision sound, the arm was stuck in the gap of the cell door, the hunchbacked old man dragged a few times to see that the body could not be dragged, and finally, the stiff and smiling face of the hunchbacked old man looked at the cell where Fang Zheng was.

Bang Dang!

The hunchbacked old man opened the cell door and bent down, intending to retrieve the corpse's arm that had been stuck in the iron bar.

Spiritual martial arts!

Visualization of the Demon Ape!

The body appeared in the atavistic imagination, and quickly turned into an abominable demon ape, Fang Zheng's eyes were indifferent, this time, he turned into a fierce black demon ape, not dragging mud and water, taking the initiative to attack!

Bang!

A majestic figure flew out at a faster speed than the initial one.

The body slammed against the hard stone wall of the cell, and thud, the hard stone wall of stone bars made a dull, loud crashing sound.

There was a huge movement, and even the straw pile in the cell was swept away by the reaction shock wave generated by the huge impact.

The figure that was smashed into the air was actually a square that was slapped away by a Lu Ban ruler.

"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......"

At this time, the hunchbacked old man finally showed his evil nature, his eyes revealing a hungry green light, like a starving ghost reincarnated, disgusting saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, staring at Fang Zheng viciously.

Evil winds are blowing!

The hunchbacked old man carved yin and yang in his hand, the Lu Ban ruler of feng shui, smashed towards Fang Zheng again, like a degenerate wielding a mace.

Fang Zheng shook his somewhat dizzy head, facing the evil wind in front of him again, his eyes were indifferent, and he felt illusions!

Fang Zheng successfully deceived the hunchbacked old man with a trick, click!

The shoulder was almost smashed in two by Lu Banqi, and the injury was exchanged for injury, Fang Zheng turned his fist into a palm, and the thick five fingers of the demon ape were opened, and the anger was rolling, and a slap tightly wrapped the neck of the hunchbacked old man.

Bang!

With his back on the ground, the hunchbacked old man was smashed to the ground by the demon ape, and the force was so great that even the ground trembled violently, and the momentum was terrible. At the same time, the broken shoulder of the demon ape, because this is the relationship between the spiritual world, and the spiritual physique has also healed in an instant, and it is also a punch that slammed on the hunchbacked old man's face, bang!

There was a sour sound of finger bones colliding with teeth, and the hunchbacked old man's face was blurred into a ball of flesh and blood.

But he quickly recovered from his mental constitution.

Yin and Yang Damudra!

Fang Zheng sensed the hunchbacked old man's body, and he was about to take the next step to counterattack, he just wanted to stop it, but as a result, the hunchbacked old man was stronger than him!

After all, he was a step slower, and the hunchbacked old man's lower body and legs kicked the square abdomen hard, boom!

Powerful collision!

Fang Zheng snorted in pain in his mouth, and tightened his grip on the hunchbacked old man's palm, almost letting go.

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