The red shadow in front of him flashed and hid in a scholar's examination room.

Fang Zheng took a big strode and rushed to him almost instantly.

But the exam room was empty.

At this moment, in the long and quiet dungeon, a woman's clear voice began to ring. The voice was filled with countless lamentations, resentment and sadness.

I don’t know who the bones are covered, and they are not covered by them.

...

The slightest scene is facing the lonely scene, and the liver and lungs are slight.

...

When is the time of life, I feel worried all year round.

The voice sang the a cappella over and over again, with a beautiful voice and endless lamenting destiny. After listening to it several times, Fang Zheng finally heard clearly that this is part of Cai Wenji's "Poem of Sorrow and Anger"?

The full text of "Poems of Sorrow and Anger" can be roughly divided into three parts.

The Dong Zhuo Rebellion in the first part;

The second part of the famous family fell into prisoners, like the wind blowing the weeds, and was displaced in the border wasteland;

I don’t know who the bones in the third part are, but my relatives have been lost.

The reason why Fang Zheng was impressed by this poem "Sad Poem" was because when he was participating in a club activity in college, he was dragged to be a tycoon and got to know this poem "Sad Poem".

Thinking of the incomprehensible mood in "Poem of Sorrow and Anger", and thinking about the various things about the mountain god I saw before, it seems that the master of the song compared the mountain god to the cruel and unscrupulous Dong Zhuo rebellion?

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking, a red figure flashed past him at a very fast speed.

"who?"

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Fang Zheng didn't even think about it, and he chased after him almost instantly, rumbling!

Several fragile wooden walls in the test room were shattered by the demon ape's arms, and fragments scattered all over the ground.

But this time I still chased for nothing.

Fang Zheng's brows couldn't help but frowned.

This time the ghost is very fast and cunning...

"Distance becomes despicable, and I am afraid of giving up again... When will life be in a state of worry all year round..." The woman's singing voice sounded again.

The voice this time comes from behind Founder.

Fang Zheng's back muscles were tense, and the long-armed demon ape suddenly turned around.

A beautiful ancient woman holding a closed red oil paper umbrella, wearing a long red tulle skirt, with a curve that is looming, standing behind Fang Zheng.

"Gao Shu painting!!"

Fang Zheng was stunned.

But he immediately rejected it because the other party's facial features were just vaguely similar to Gao Shuhua, but if you look closely, you can still clearly see the difference between the two.

And the two have different ages.

Gao Shuhua is a senior high school student of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The woman in front of me is about twenty years old, and her facial features tend to be more mature.

"You are the old city god, the ancestor of the Gao family who was detained here?" Fang Zheng asked cautiously at the woman holding a red oil paper umbrella.

But the woman did not answer Fang Zheng's question.

The crisp singing voice of the oriole was still singing "Sad Poems of Sorrow and Anger" over and over again unconsciously.

As she sang, suddenly, the woman who looked a little similar to Gao Shuhua raised her beautiful face that was fascinating to the whole country, looked up at Fang Zheng with a clever smile.

Pang!

The red oil paper umbrella in the woman's hand suddenly opened, Gudong, Gudong, Gudong... A small oil paper umbrella opened, and more than a dozen heads fell out from it.

"Pick one."

Fang Zheng looked at more than a dozen heads on the ground. These heads were not human heads, but messy heads such as mice, cats, monkeys, snakes, etc.

Fang Zheng frowned and asked, "What did you ask me to pick?"

"Pick one."

"Pick one."

"Pick one."

A woman who looks a bit like Gao Shuhua looks at Fang Zheng with a clever smile and is still repeating the same sentence over and over again.

"What do you want me to choose?"

"If you don't say it, how can I know what you want me to choose?"

Fang Zheng asked several times, but the woman opposite was always repeating the same sentence. Fang Zheng suddenly smiled with a little self-deprecating smile.

"That's right... you've been dead for hundreds of years. What I see now is just a ray of obsession. Even though I know it's just a waste of time to ask. I'm still talking to you, the unconscious NP. Am I forcibly subduing my wisdom?"

However, although you can't talk, you can't always drag it like this.

The woman opposite now seemed to be entangled with him.

Fang Zheng didn't dare to turn around and leave easily, leaving the empty door behind him for the enemy.

"Why would you please help me choose one?"

"No?"

Looking at the woman who was still repeating the same sentence over and over again, Fang Zheng whispered to the crazy woman, and then said impatiently: "Laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, smirk, don't smile. Since I don't answer, then I don't want these snake and rat heads. As long as you, okay, I have already chosen it. What process should I go through next?"

"I want to see what tricks you are doing."

"If you promise yourself, I'll consider you a werewolf."

I don’t know which sentence Fang Zheng inspired the next program of this np. A red shadow flashed and the woman had disappeared on the spot.

Just as Fang Zheng was searching for the figure of the woman, there was a red shadow above his head, and his claws grabbed Fang Zheng's chest hard.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In just a moment, Fang Zheng was hit by more than a dozen claws. The woman was too fast and Fang Zheng couldn't catch up.

This woman's speed is one point better than the hunchbacked old man.

The strength is stronger than the hunchbacked old man.

Fang Zhengjian couldn't dodge several times. If this continues, he will be killed by this crazy woman.

So, no matter who you provoke, don’t provoke the Nine Yin White Bone Claws that women are born with.

Damn it!

It's so cruel! It's so vicious!

Fang Zheng felt that he could not withstand the woman's Nine Yin White Bone Claws, and his soul was consumed too quickly, so he saw Fang Zheng running in one direction behind him with all his strength.

After twenty minutes of running, after running with all his might, he arrived in one minute. In front of him, there was a prison where Fang Zheng had smashed the hunchbacked old man to death. Fang Zheng didn't want to, so he ran into the prison on his own initiative.

As Fang Zheng guessed!

The woman seemed to have no consciousness, only instinct left, and chased her into prison.

puff!

A red oil-paper umbrella, like a sharp spear, attacked from behind and pierced Fang Zheng's chest. It seemed that even the woman couldn't understand why Fang Zheng, who had been dodging her attack before, suddenly did not dodge or dodge at this time, so the woman was stunned.

"I finally caught you!"

The detestable demon ape showed a grim smile on his face. Fang Zheng grabbed the oil-paper umbrella that was passing through his chest with one hand, and with the other hand, he turned around and elbow hit him, bang!

A loud and deafening sound!

The woman behind her was elbowed by Fang Zheng, and was hardly carved into a U-shaped shape on the stone wall of the prison.

Originally, the woman could dodge, but the small space in the prison limited her dodging space. Finally, she finally used the small space to catch the woman's Fangzheng, so she would not let the ghost go easily.

Fang Zheng completely ignored Gao Shu's painting of the Nine Yin White Bone Claws of the Zengzeng Grandma. He resisted the damage. Under the cruel fighting method of exchanging life for life and fighting for life, the woman in the red umbrella also entered the world of the hunchbacked old man and was blasted to pieces by Fang Zheng.

At the same time, a wisp of gray-white soul energy was obtained.
Chapter completed!