Chasing Corpse Trail [Interstellar]

In the two days since he came back, Fang Shanshui has resumed his previous living habits.

Finish the morning lessons, drawing symbols, endorsement, offering sacrifices, evening lessons, and sleep every day.

Because of the blow just now, Fang Shanshui added another physical training to himself.

Getting up on time again at five o'clock this morning, Fang Shanshui first drew [-] new talismans, then drew [-] old familiar talismans, and began to recite "Corpse Refining Canon".

The yellow mounting paper Fang Shanshui used to draw the talisman is gone, so he can only cut the paper he bought back in Yinhe City for practice.What's strange is that this kind of unknown paper has good coagulation properties. After drawing a piece of paper and trying it out, the effect is not much different from that of yellow mounted paper.

After finishing his homework, Fang Shanshui began to do push-ups and other movements to exercise his physical strength.

Mu Qing stood on the sidelines watching, and wanted to learn from Fang Shanshui, but he didn't bend down for a long time, making Fang Shanshui amused.

After finishing morning class today, Fang Shanshui put incense on the tablet of the patriarch as usual.

Poor Fang family's 24 generations of ancestral tablets, now only this one remains.

For this tablet, Fang Shanshui was not at ease to put it in the ancestral hall.

Fang Shanshui thought of the usefulness of the backpack he found yesterday afternoon, and immediately opened the backpack, and wanted to put the tablet in it...

[Ding, this item is a dungeon item, it cannot be put into the space backpack, cannot be bound, cannot be hidden, and can be dropped at any time... Uh, the system is running incorrectly, please wait a moment.Beep... The item was successfully put into the backpack...]

The system strangely didn't show cuteness, and fell silent.

Fang Shanshui was a little puzzled when he heard the prompt from the system, but seeing that the tablet had been safely put into the backpack, he ignored it.

After thinking about it, Fang Shanshui stuffed his own "Corpse Refining Canon" into the grid.

The backpack grid is relatively small, but no matter how big something is, as soon as it gets close to the backpack grid, it will automatically become smaller and be organized into the small grid and put away properly.

[Ding...] The system beeped, but this time it didn't remind in time, it just kept silent for a long time, and when Fang Shanshui's "Corpse Refining Canon" had entered the grid, it gave a weak reminder: [...The item was successful Put it in your backpack. 】

Fang Shanshui grinned, if it wasn't for the master who still needed the maintenance of the corpse refinement formation, he might frantically stuff Fang Yuanqing into his backpack and carry it with him.

But even if he couldn't take it with him, at the entrance of the cave where Fang Yuanqing was staying, Fang Shanshui asked Mu Qing to send two teams of zombies to station in a long-term formation. There are so many younger brothers, so it's useless.

The cave is located very close to the Nine Yin Absolute Life Formation, and staying there is of great benefit to the ghosts, so among Mu Qing's younger brothers, watching the cave is still a well-known job.

After solving most of the problems on Qingyue Mountain, Fang Shanshui finally remembered the tablets of the other 23 ancestors of the Fang family who had been left outside.

Although Master Fang Yuanqing said that as long as he serves Master Fang Jian's memorial tablets well, he doesn't need to worry about other memorial tablets, but it would be too unfilial to let the memorial tablets of the ancestors be left outside.

Besides the memorial tablets of the ancestors, all the Taoist collections collected by the Fang family for hundreds of years have also fallen into the hands of thieves. Although those are theoretical classics, they are also very precious cultural heritage.

After thinking about it, Fang Shanshui took Mu Qing to the heart of Jiuyin Juesheng, preparing to open the altar again.

The rules of the world in this world are weird, the sun seems to have no ultraviolet rays, zombies and ghosts can move without hindrance under the sun and the moon, and with the bonus of the big formation, Fang Shanshui is no longer obsessed with the so-called best time.

Fang Shanshui guessed that those tablets should have stayed in the same place as his master. Although he found out where his master was by means of calculations and paper ghosts that day, but because the spell was cast from a long distance, he didn't dare to delay and only brought his master back.

However, there is nothing to regret.

Fang Shanshui smiled unfriendly, and sprinkled the ashes of the paper figurine brought back by Jiu Gui into the gossip mirror in front of the table.

The gossip mirror suddenly shines brightly, soars into the sky, stands in mid-air, and turns clockwise 360 ​​degrees continuously. After a while, the gossip mirror stops facing one direction. The mirror light is bright, reflecting on the back mountain in front of you On the wall, like a projector, an action scene with characters in the background began to play.

The protagonist of the picture is one of the men who came to Qingyueguan to sweep up.

When Fang Shanshui saw this person, his eyes sharpened immediately, and the command talisman was thrown down, and he raised his voice and shouted: "I asked for it yesterday, but now I ask for it back. Gods from all directions gather, and the abyss returns. All ghosts obey orders! Go."

·

Wei Ai felt very headache. This morning he received a notification from a friend in the capital, saying that His Royal Highness Xijia had an accident in the Liaoyu dungeon, and asked him to look for it in the Liaoyu dungeon.

Upon hearing this information, Viaton felt bad.

Your Highness Xijia, isn't that the one invited by Prince Anhe two days ago!

Wei Ai also watched His Highness Xijia jump into the flames and disappeared that day, but later because he received a signal from His Highness Xijia, Prince Anhe sent reinforcements in time, so he was not too worried.

More than 2000 well-trained Imperial Red Dragon Guards are enough to move unimpeded in this Liaoyu copy.

Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, there will be accidents, and even the soul signal of His Royal Highness Xijia has disappeared, which really makes Wei Ai unable to avoid headaches.

Wei Ai has even foreseen the scene where he boarded the dock in the military court and was flooded with garbage by the people of the empire. After all, he was the cause of all this, and it was only appropriate to vent his anger on him when he was angry.

In the end, what happened at Qingyue Mountain?

Wei Ai knocked on a tablet he took from Qingyue Mountain. After comprehensively analyzing the books brought back from Qingyue Mountain, he has been able to understand the text of this indigenous civilization.On the tablet in his hand, there are three characters Fang Yuetan written, and his surname is Fang. Does it have something to do with Fang Shanshui who climbed onto the Great Man's Pillar through the zombie incident?

Wei Ai couldn't help but think of the NPC scarred man who was chasing after them fiercely that day, and his partner who had been missing for five days and still disappeared.

"Click-"

Suddenly there was a sound of something falling in the room, and Wei Ai, who was thinking, turned his head and found that his teacup suddenly fell to the ground.

Wei Ai just thought that he was not stable just now, so he got up to pick it up.

As soon as Wei Ai lifted his foot, the lifted foot was caught by something invisible, and it was pulled down violently!

"Bang Dong!" Wei Ai fell to the ground fiercely, knocking his head on the hard ground, and let out a groan of pain.

How is this going! ?

Overwhelmed, Wei Ai quickly turned over and sat up, looked left and right but didn't see anything, "Who!? Who!?" He called out in a slightly out-of-tune voice.

No one responded.

The room was empty and eerily quiet.

Wei Ai frowned, opened his trousers, and above his ankle, a black five-finger print was printed on the skin, which was shocking to see.

Wei Ai felt uneasy, thinking of the paper man who knocked on the door before the coffin disappeared that day and the arm that appeared out of thin air, he knew that the person behind him was after him.

This weird and bizarre method is exactly the same as the situation that day.

Wei Ai waited vigilantly for the next wave of attacks. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.

Wei Ai stood up, still not daring to relax his vigilance. While looking around, he walked to the control switch of the room, trying to brighten the light in the room, leaving no shadows at every angle.

However, as soon as Wei Ai touched the switch, all the lights in the house suddenly went out, and in an instant, the surroundings were as dark as ink!

"Ah—!" Wei Ai couldn't help screaming, his feet were caught, and his strength was ten times stronger than before, and he even kept pulling him to the ground. Why did Wei Ai feel his leg bones? In inch break.In the pitch black surroundings, laughter came out from all over the place, men and women, old and young, and the sound of crackling and falling things could be heard everywhere in the room.

There seemed to be people everywhere around Wei Ai, and there were hands everywhere, wrapping his hands and feet like a mixer, locking his neck, and even opening his mouth and pulling his tongue.

... hee hee ... hehe ...

Wei Ai couldn't scream anymore. He found his personal panel, but found that there was no logout button at all.

There seems to be only infinite despair in the darkness.

"...Dang Dang Dang."

Suddenly, the hand wrapped around Wei Ai stopped, and gradually disappeared amidst the knock on the door. Wei Ai endured the pain and tried to turn on the light again. This time there was no accident, and the room was brightly lit.

Wei Ai breathed heavily, he was still the only one in the empty room, extremely quiet, the smell of corruption that filled every corner just now seemed to be just an illusion of his, only the pain of dying was always remembered.

"Dangdangdang."

The knock on the door again drew Viai's attention back. He took a deep breath, went to the door and turned the door mirror to look. The outside was indeed the investigation team sent by the empire.

Wei Ai heaved a sigh of relief, even if he went to the military court, it would be better than staying in this weird room. The feeling of not being able to log off the line just now was terrible. Wei Ai even hoped to be escorted back to the country quickly. His beautiful motherland always There will be no such disgusting and scary things.

Wei Ai opened the door, and was immediately held by the prepared people outside the door with tools, unable to move.

The man said to Wei Ai in a cold voice: "Citizen Wei Ai, you are suspected of murdering the imperial prince Xijia Anta, your home in the empire has been brought under control, and more than a dozen elite police officers are surrounding your body, Don't try to escape, please cooperate with our investigation obediently."

Viai: "I cooperate, but I did not murder the prince, I request a complaint."

As soon as Wei Ai finished speaking, a voice suddenly appeared behind him. The voice seemed to be blowing air-conditioning against his ear, and said faintly: "...I don't even have a chance to appeal, how could you?"

This voice is so familiar!

Wei Ai turned around in shock, and saw a man covered in blood, holding his severed head, holding the bloody head close to Wei Ai's ear and talking.

"what--!"

Wei Ai was frightened and fought back, the beheaded man was his partner who had been missing for five days!

"what happened?"

Wei Ai managed to calm down when he heard the police officer's voice, tried not to look at the bloody former partner, lowered his head and said to the police officer: "Let's go quickly, everything is in the house, you can check it as you like, please first Let me go offline and go back."

"There's no need to investigate, the verdict has been passed, take them away."

Hearing that the voice was very strange, Wei Ai raised his head suddenly, only to find that the police officer who locked him had a face as flat as paper, without any facial features!

That person who doesn't know what it is is using unimaginable strength to drag him into the black hole that suddenly appeared on the ground...

what--

Everything came to an abrupt end.

·

"Dangdangdang."

Anta investigators who knocked on the door three times, but still did not see anyone to open the door, lost all patience and directly started to break down the door violently.

Suddenly, all of them heard a shrill and terrifying scream. The sound was so shrill that everyone's hair stood on end.

The sound was close to the ear, but no one found out where it came from.

"bump!"

The door to Viai's home was broken open, and investigators rushed inside.

"Captain, Viai has absconded, the room has been swept away, and everything has been taken away."

"Close the team."

·

Fang Shanshui rang his Soul Dangling Bell on Qingyue Mountain.

"Ding-ring..." "Ding-ring..."

The bell rang lightly.

"Return to the original owner."