Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 178 It Was Too Dark in Front of Him

"Brother dei, have you heard of the story after the rain?"

"I heard that after the rain, if you don't dry your body in time, people will easily have a fever and catch a cold. Your body is so hot that you want to take off your clothes."

"Everyone is a man. Don't be shy. Come on, let me dry your body for big brother dei so that you won't catch a cold and have a fever later."

In the security room, the two men were entangled.

"Let go, let go, you play it for me."

"I just got my coat wet by the water. It's not raining."

It was raining like hell.

What a story after the rain.

Is this rain?

Is this rain?

You told me there was a vicious dog inside... But when I walked past carefully, I only saw a little suckling dog that was not yet weaned.

Zhang Jiu was struggling at the moment, shouting and resisting, but it was useless for him to break his throat. Fang Zheng was rubbing his hands up and down, pretending to wipe the water stains.

"Why did you lift my collar?"

"You went too far. Those are my pants! Those are my pants!"

"Let go of me. You should let go of me. Don't think I don't know you want to take off my coat."

"Are you wiping water stains or taking off my clothes? I don't need you to. Get away from me."

"You're still here... Believe it or not, I'll call 110."

Zhang Jiu finally pushed Fang Zheng away and ran to the corner of the security room in rags, panting in shock.

Fang Zheng's expression was heartbroken, "Brother dei, what about the trust between people? I really just want to help you wipe the water stains."

Zhang jiu covered her messy collar with her hands and said coldly, "Don't come over."

"Come here again. Believe it or not, I'm really rude to you."

Zhang Jiu naturally didn't believe Fang Zheng's lies. You're lying to a ghost. He stared at Fang Zheng with a look of alarm and anger.

Fang Zheng was so idle that his eggs hurt. Did he suddenly hit a man?

Of course not.

His intentions were all good, but he wanted to do a physical examination himself. Was this nine as warm as any other part of the body except for one head?

As a result, the skin sensation of Zhang Jiu's entire body was the same as that of a normal person.

Even Zhang Jiu's heart had a pacemaker's sound.

When she grabbed Zhang Jiu's wrist, she could feel Zhang Jiu's pulse.

From top to bottom, it was completely normal as a living person.

No disguise or flaw could be found as a ghost.

Just then, Fang Zheng noticed the sky outside the window, and the last rays of the sun at the end of the horizon disappeared completely under the mountain.

Heaven and earth sank into the dark world.

But the old godstick hasn't come back yet.

Even the old monk who went down first did not come back.

Fang Zheng frowned at the thought.

"What the hell is this old godstick up to? Didn't you tell him to come back before dark?"

And now...

It was the same blue steel wall, the cave that had been accidentally blown up, and under the darkness, it became dark and long.

It was as if he had swallowed up all the light, and everything around him seemed to be covered in a thick layer of black mist, so dark that he could not see his fingers.

Suddenly, footsteps came from inside the cave and were running towards the entrance from far to near. At this moment, there was a flashlight in the entrance of the cave. It was shaking white and there were faint voices from time to time. It was Old god stick.

"Old bald donkey, are you trying to do something wrong with me? You don't want to kill me, rob me, and throw me into the wild, do you? Otherwise, why did you follow me all the way?" First came Old god stick's loud voice.

Then came a gentle chant: "Amitabha, the path out of the cave is right in front of me. All living things have their own paths, and all living things have equal paths. Did the benefactor have any misunderstanding about the poor monk? Along the way, the benefactor always judged the poor monk with the greatest malice."

"Old bald donkey, don't talk about these hypocritical lines, you can't be blind to the road in the hole, so you deliberately lent my phone flashlight to illuminate the road, right?" Old god stick turned to look at the old monk who was following him closely.

With that said, Old god stick deliberately stopped, and deliberately turned off the phone flashlight software, and then said proudly, "The old bald donkey is mad at you, mad at you, hahaha, without my phone flashlight, look at the old bald donkey this time you didn't pick up the cheap, how can you look at the road."

"Old bald donkey, if you have the ability, don't follow me. Go ahead yourself."

At this time, the old monk approached Old god stick and flipped his palm. He took out the latest fruit smartphone from a corner of the monk's robe. The old monk asked the old god stick humbly, "This is the phone that the little disciple gave to the poor monk. This should be the smartphone that the donor said?"

"The poor monk rarely uses a phone. I don't know how to use this smartphone. Donor, your phone can be used as a flashlight. I wonder if the poor monk's phone has a flashlight function?"

Old god stick originally wanted to take the opportunity to laugh at a few words, but when he used the weak light of the mobile phone screen, he saw that the old monk casually took out the latest fruit machine. In recent years, the fruit machine had been skyrocketed by the price of cattle, the latest fruit machine was starting at 10,000, and Old god stick immediately turned green.

Looking back at the smartphone in his hand, it was as thick as a brick. He usually used it to smash walnuts. It was an old second-hand item he had found for 150 yuan from a college graduate.

Old god stick was annoyed by the white, thin metal fuselage that the old monk had taken out. It was clearly a naked display of wealth.

Yes, yes, it was a monk who ran to the taoist priest to show off his wealth.

It was a $ 10,000 fruit machine.

The more Old god stick looked, the more upset he became. The key was that the old monk didn't seem to know about it yet and asked him if he had a flashlight.

Old god stick was immediately disgusted as if he had eaten a green fly.

"Old bald donkey, your smartphone is too low end and doesn't have a flashlight function. It's not as good as my smartphone." Old god stick waved his hand in a flustered manner. For a moment, he was also a little discouraged. Without the strength to continue to struggle with the old monk, he turned on his cell phone and flashlight again and left the cave as soon as possible.

He felt that every minute he spent with the old monk, he could smell A Local Tyrant's breath coming out of him, intentionally or unintentionally.

A Local Tyrant's breath was suffocating.

Old god stick turned on the flashlight and was about to continue walking when he suddenly frowned and let out a startled cry.

"Is my phone's flashlight broken? Why is the flashlight only on but not on the road?" Old god stick checked the flashlight. It was clearly good. It was shining with a blinding white light, but it could not illuminate the road ahead.

Even if you put your finger a centimeter away from the flash, you won't be able to reach your finger.

The real thing was that it was too dark to see.

It was as if all the light was swallowed up by a black hole as dark as an abyss, and no light could escape.

"Old bald donkey, have you..." Old god stick turned around, wanted to ask the old monk behind him, but found that his eyes were too dark to see anything.

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