After hearing Fang Zheng's words, the bald male beast fell into a brief silence.

He seemed to be thinking.

It seemed that he also thought Fang Zheng's words made sense, but he was moved by Fang Zheng's words.

However, the wild beast did not think about Fang Zheng's identity as the international dark horse "the last witch hunter".

Because no one has seen Fang Zheng’s front yet.

So he didn't expect it at first, and it was normal.

"If you lack teammates, why don't we team up in the ruins? I'll go find the broken corpse house with you." The beast raised his head, looked at Fang Zheng with serious expression.

The blessed land is called a ruin in the West.

"Your words make sense. As soon as we entered the ruins, we encountered this abandoned temple, and then everyone went to find the corpse house. All this was definitely not accidental, there must be some connection."

"It is always safer for two people to work together than for one person to act alone."

However, Fang Zheng directly rejected the beast's request to form a team.

The reason for rejection is very simple, he doesn't like to take burdens.

The beast's chest was stuffy, which was really a refusal to hurt people's self-esteem.

After all, I am a master among practitioners, so you can’t take care of the face of the masters.

...

Next, Fang Zheng did not stop in this deep mountain temple anymore, but set off immediately to avoid going too late. Any treasures in the blessed land were hollowed out, and he couldn't even drink the soup.

With Fang Zheng's current physique, he was very fast on his way. However, because of the existence of those vague and invisible shadows in the fog, he could not fully let go of his speed, but even so, his speed was still much faster than that of ordinary people.

In this way, Fang Zheng walked around the strange shadows in the fog and became farther and farther away from the deep mountain temple behind him. The fog world was quiet. Fang Zheng didn't even touch anyone along the way... Until half a day later, he heard an unusual sound behind the fog in the remote fog, and Fang Zheng stopped.

All the things are evident...

It's like the sound of human footsteps.

The footsteps gradually moved away and did not approach Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng pondered on the spot for a while, then his body flashed like a leopard shadow, and he actually chased towards the sound of footsteps.

After rushing for a long time, I didn't even see a single figure. The footsteps I heard just now were probably the wild beasts who were cursed and might even find the companions in the corpse house. It is rare to find clues, so Fang Zheng was reluctant to let it go.

A few minutes later, Fang Zheng finally caught up with the footsteps. Through the mist, he saw a black figure behind the fog from a distance.

But when he got closer and saw clearly, Fang Zheng's eyes sank.

Behind the man, a blood-colored shackle hooked a woman with long black hair covering her face and a heavy yin energy stained with blood on her skirt.

That woman is the crazy woman who builds a corpse house.

Just then, more footsteps came to the side of the figure, and more shadows were approaching behind the fog.

One person, two people, three people...

More and more people are coming from all directions, without exception, behind each person there are blood-stained women with blood-colored shackles connecting black hair to cover their faces.

Fang Zheng immediately locked his eyebrows.

If a woman with a yin energy is followed by a person, she doesn’t think anything is there. When five or six people, or more than a dozen people are followed by the same yin energy is followed by the same woman with a yin energy, this scene is no longer a terrifying, and it can be described as weird.

At this time, Fang Zheng didn't understand that these people were all cursed.

But what Fang Zheng cares most about is not this, but that these people come from all directions, not from the same direction. It seems that there may be more than one old temple in the deep mountains. As long as people enter the blessed land, they will encounter old temple in the deep mountains.

In short, whether it is him or others, they did not encounter the old temple in the mountains by chance, but they would inevitably encounter it!

It was like the old temple came alive and was actively looking for a living person!

At this time, more people appeared in Fang Zheng's sight, dozens and hundreds of people, all followed by a woman with a heavy yin energy, walked past Fang Zheng and disappeared behind the fog.

At close range, Fang Zheng also saw the faces of these people clearly. They were very pale, with empty eyes, no focus, and no angry faces.

The Walking Dead!

These four words appeared in Fang Zheng's mind.

Fang Zheng met more and more people like walking corpses along the way. Fang Zheng immediately cheered up and knew that he should be approaching the corpse house.

After about ten minutes of touching, a larger team appeared in front of Fang Zheng. At this time, the crowd had expanded to hundreds of people, and one person could be caught within a few meters.

Behind everyone was a woman with a dark and bloody skirt.

But then, Fang Zheng found that there were fewer and fewer figures in the fog ahead, and they were inexplicably missing.

It was not until Fang Zheng carefully followed one of them up close that he discovered the truth. All of them disappeared after stepping onto a mountain bag, as if the mountain bag was just a trick.

There is another world in the mountain bag.

However!

Fang Zheng stood on the mountain bag and found that it was not a fool, but it was indeed a mountain bag.

But those who were cursed obviously disappeared after stepping onto the mountain.

Fang Zheng frowned. He left the mountain bag and began to look around the mountain bag, but no abnormality was found. Finally, he climbed a nearby mountain and looked at the bare mountain bag slightly raised under his feet. He exclaimed in surprise. Whatever he saw, why did he think this mountain bag... it looked more like a grave bag?

Fang Zheng didn't know why he suddenly had a strange idea of ​​grave bags in his mind when he looked at the mountain bags under his feet. He felt that this bare mountain bag was very similar to a grave bag.

Fang Zheng thought about it and began to carefully observe the surrounding mountains and rivers. He really discovered some small details during this observation.

Fang Zheng discovered that the cliffs of several surrounding mountains had collapsed and collapsed, but they were too old. If we had not observed them intentionally, we might not have seen the difference.

Looking down at the mountain bag from a high place, Fang Zheng thought that this mountain bag should be the one that had experienced severe mudslides or earthquakes here. The mudslides washed down by several mountains finally formed the mountain bag in front of him.

At this time, behind the fog at the foot of the mountain, a voice came.

He actually was a priest with an Asian face, followed by several Japanese ninjas. These people were not followed by a group of women with deep blood and blood. They were normal people.

I don’t know what one of the Japanese ninjas said to the priest, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw that these people had disappeared after stepping onto the mountain like those who were cursed.

So the question is, Fang Zheng can’t understand Japanese language?

He only knows the few words in the movie.
Chapter completed!