Standing on the high river embankment.

Soon, I saw the body of the entrepreneur's son who was moved from the boat and carefully to the shore.

Although he did not see the details clearly because he stood far away, Fang Zheng still clearly saw that the entrepreneur's son's body had no trace of rot except because he was swollen by water.

It is the only one that is well preserved among the four corpses on the ship.

But what attracted Fang Zheng even more was the abnormal behavior of the entrepreneur.

The entrepreneur should have sadness on his face as to the discovery of his son's body, but Fang Zheng, who was standing at the height of the river embankment, clearly saw that the entrepreneur just glanced at his son's body and began to look at the three half-body corpses on the boat.

The scene in front of me is a bit intriguing.

It seems that the entrepreneur cared for the three half-body corpses more than mourned his son's drowning.

He was not afraid of bloody scenes at all.

This calmness.

Peace and peace.

It is definitely not something that ordinary people can show.

It is by no means a calm expression that a normal entrepreneur should have.

Like the outsider's observer, looking at the scenes under his feet, his body silhouettes were shining under the hazy moonlight in the dark night, and his eyes were pondering.

The entrepreneur's intriguing behavior gave him an illusion, as if the person the entrepreneur was looking for was not the corpse of his son who drowned himself, but the three half-body corpses.

Or rather... something or secret on the half-body corpse is attracting the other party.

"This trip is getting more and more interesting..."

"Is it because of these people's purpose that they are also targeting seventy-two gates of hell?"

What Fang Zheng thought of at this time was that in the seventy-two gates of ghosts, there were only dead people, but also gravekeepers. If they were not for the dead, they would definitely be for the gravekeepers.

Unless... besides the gravekeepers in the seventy-two gates of hell, there are other bigger secrets that attract outsiders like moths to the flames?

"The way of death of Guo Chengzhi and the other two is exactly the same as the corpse found on the riverside three months ago! There should be no real haunted in these seventy-two gates of hell!"

Suddenly, there was a riot sound of villagers gathered on the shore, breaking Fang Zheng's meditation.

"They only have half of their bodies left! They are all standing on the boat and floating out! They must have been trespassed by the 72 Ghost Gate Passes, and they angered the dead people in the 72 Gate Passes, and they all died bizarrely!"

Well? Something similar happened three months ago?

Fang Zheng, who was pulled back to reality from thinking, looked slightly surprised.

Three months ago, wasn’t it just over May, and it was almost June…

At that time, it was the time when he killed two paper-breaking grandsons of King Lao...

Fang Zheng's eyes became fierce and fierce.

Because Fang Zheng thought that three months ago, Gao Shuhua told him that the reason why King Lao knew that his two relatives and grandsons died under his knife was because a wireline master came here to find King Lao.

If this is true, according to the timeline, the half-body corpse mentioned by these villagers should be one of the body of the E-Linker Master.

Only after the death of that body, the female corpse line master who had been connected to the next hundred years, and the later corpse line master led King Lao to attack King Lao, attempting to kill King Lao. Through the corpse of the line master, he plundered King Lao's body to achieve a series of precision plans for the night tour.

At this time, some of the entrepreneurs who were dealing with the bodies on the shore noticed the square on the high side of the river embankment.

The man came to the entrepreneur and didn't know what he said, then he saw the entrepreneur looking up at Fang Zheng's location.

The entrepreneur just glanced at Fang Zheng and then withdrew his gaze.

The entrepreneur waved his hand to his subordinates, and his subordinates retreated. Soon after, the group left with the entrepreneur's son's body.

But at this moment, a few commotions came from the bank of the river. It turned out that the family of the deceased was distraught and wanted to collide with the entrepreneurs and his group.

However, the conflict ended soon because the village committee came forward to protect the entrepreneurs. I don’t know if these enthusiastic village committees have received the benefits of the entrepreneurs.

After the village committee came forward and agreed on high compensation, the entrepreneur and his group left without any harm.

Watching the entrepreneurs and their group leave.

Fang Zheng had a premonition.

He might see these people again soon.

In fact, Fang Zheng didn't want to enter the seventy-two gates of hell during the day, snatch the coffin board and leave.

There is only one reason. When King Lao fought, Fang Zheng had already learned everything about the seventy-two gates of hell from Gao Shuhua.

Not only the address, but also how to get in.

Ordinary people will definitely not be able to enter the seventy-two gates of hell.

It is necessary to enter the seventy-two gates of hell at night.

You can't get in during the day.

Unless you want to wander around those complex water holes for a day.

But he probably couldn't find the right path even when he was dizzy.

Originally, Fang Zheng planned to enter the seventy-two gates of hell when it was dark, but now he has changed his mind.

Everyone has a gossip in their hearts to find out other people’s secrets.

He became a little curious. What secret was the entrepreneur hiding behind his back after such a big trouble?

What's the secret in the seventy-two gates of hell?

He doesn't mind killing two birds with one stone under the premise of safety.

Anyway, they are all fighting against gravekeepers.

The gravekeeper's nest cannot escape.

More importantly!

Seeing the entrepreneur turn around and prepare to leave, a golden light flashed quickly in Fang Zheng's eyes. Under his martial arts and magical powers, he saw that the entrepreneur was also a hidden practitioner.

It’s just that the entrepreneur’s cultivation is very weak, he doesn’t even have a single rule, and he is not even a night of travel.

Fang Zheng thought to himself that this entrepreneur should be just a little shrimp.

If you can make such a big noise, there may be a big fish behind you.

However, the others are all ordinary people, but private bodyguards whose qi and blood are stronger than ordinary people and whose bodies are stronger than ordinary people.

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"Boss, the young master's body has been salvaged. Should we go back immediately and arrange the funeral for the young master?"

After the entrepreneur and his group left the riverside, a famous subordinate asked with great compliments.

"Go back to Jinchuan Village first." The entrepreneur walked in front of the team.

Jinchuan Village is the place they have lived these days, and it is the riverside village where Guo Chengzhi and the villagers are located.

"The weather is now stuffy, I'm afraid the young master's body will soon rot..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, the attentive subordinate was kicked to the ground by the entrepreneur. The person was so painful that he bowed into a shrimp on the ground and could not get up for a long time.

"A dog thing that can't recognize his position!" In the darkness, the entrepreneur looked gloomy.

"I spent so much money to invite you to come, just to let you follow my instructions, not to let you jump around in front of my eyes!"

The entrepreneur got on a Mercedes-Benz sprinter without looking back.

The others were silent and dared not talk more.
Chapter completed!