Chapter 596: The fourth update of the ugly time, the weather is cold and the earth is cold
The world is not only fighting, killing, but also living in the world. Compared to being a person with a higher life, Zhang Mingli, who is much older, is much more steady. During the time he was dismembered and suppressed, he also learned to compromise and trade.
As long as the final goal can be achieved, the process is not important.
"If Zhang Mingli had communicated with Mr. Tang in advance, then he would ask me to give me a gift, which would not be considered a death." Gao Ming knew that Zhang Mingli was only malicious at that time, and he had a great revenge with Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and he was a tester at that time, so there was no problem with Zhang Mingli's actions at that time. "Don't be moved by yourself. Zhang Mingli is not a good thing. There is no good person in this town, and the good person has been eaten up long ago." Fu Shu spoke quickly, for fear that Gao Ming would make some wrong judgment on Zhang Mingli.
"In your eyes, this nightmare is full of dirty things?" Bai Huang didn't have a good impression of Fu Shu: "What kind of eyes do you really have, what the world you see is like."
"You said right, I am indeed a bastard. This Zhemeng Town is the bastard place I created. If I were given another chance to start over, I would definitely ruin this place." Fu Shu's words made Bai Huang not know how to answer.
"Don't fight in the internal affairs, watch the fun with me." Gao Ming stopped the quarrel between Bai Huang and Fu Shu. A divine image appeared in his eyes. He observed the area where the Nine-level Spirit Temple was located at a distance.
On the Tang house, paper money was everywhere to open the way. The guests who attended the birthday party forced their faces to smile, held various birthday gifts, and moved towards Lingguan.
The black lines of greed are wrapped around their bodies, and the other side of the black lines gathered somewhere in the team. Mr. Tang's body should also be in the team, but he is cunning and hides in the dark.
As Mr. Tang started to act, other ghosts and gods could not help it. The Nine-level Spiritual View, a miracle that had never happened in Zhemeng Town, was too attractive to them.
Happy sounded, and amid the harsh screams and scolds, the beast-turned red lanterns in front of the Xi'an door slowly floated up. Two Xixian'er wrapped in donkey skins lay on the ground, with saddles and reins on her back, crawling out of the Xi'an door.
A group of domestic animals followed behind, with a complete range of pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, among which one was the most handsome man in the black donkey.
The house occupied by butchers has now become a beast clan, and the townspeople have become the target of enslavement, and the domestic animals that were slaughtered before have looked human-like.
In the middle of the livestock, there is a pool of rotten flesh and blood, with a one-eyed pig's face, and the body changes constantly. Sometimes it is a strong man nearly three meters tall, and sometimes it becomes a short and smart shopkeeper. It is covered with black hair and is marked with ugly text scars on his skin.
Unlike Mr. Tang who chose to hide in the dark, the butcher Zhu Ren carelessly exposed his body, as if he was afraid that others would not know its existence. "Zhu Ren moved too." "It has an old grudge with Mr. Tang, and I dreamed that I could live in the Tang house and occupy everything about Mr. Tang." Fu Shu had a smile on his lips: "In the past, Zhu Ren was the kindest and simple person in the town, and he was foolish. Later, his family was destroyed by Mr. Tang and Manager Wang, and his body was full of the mark of being a slave. It was precisely because its status was inferior to that of pigs and dogs, that it would be respectful and awe when slaughtering livestock." "That was not what you said before." Gao Ming glanced at Fu Shu indifferently.
"Is there any? I just got out of trouble and was frightened, and many things were just remembered." Fu Shu smiled embarrassedly: "In order to cultivate an unspeakable existence as soon as possible, Yongsheng Pharmaceutical has continuously intensified the conflicts between ghosts and gods and stimulated them to fight each other. At that time, I didn't agree with their practices, but now it seems that ghosts and gods will not join forces with each other, which is a good thing for us."
It seemed to be for comparison, Zhu Ren made a lot more noise than Mr. Tang. Blood was flowing from his long pig's mouth, and his red eyes were full of murderous intent and madness.
The eyes flew over Zhu Ren, and a human skin swayed out from the shadow on the other side of the alley. Its broken belly was stuffed with straw and stones, and its body was painted with the blood of different townsmen. Just talking about the smell of blood, the human skin is stronger than that of Zhu Ren's body. I don't know which transformation method it represents. Gao Ming had seen it hunt the gu woman in the town before.
Short after the human skin appeared, several houses began to collapse on the street behind Xi'an, and the black coffin was opened. A group of paper people wearing mourning clothes and crying bitterly, carrying three white sedan chairs out of the alley. They held mud gods in their hands and burned the paper house cattle and horses. They all showed their fierce appearances, and their expressions on their faces were richer than those of living people.
"There are only three of the five taboo gods left." Fu Shu looked gloating: "It seems that the last unspeakable thing to be chosen from the useful god."
After the taboo god left, the shadows on the town seemed to have lost their restraint, like black giant pythons twisting their bodies, beginning to grow wildly.
The candlelight in every household was further suppressed, the temperature dropped again, and various evil spirits began to invade the house, screams one after another.
"Bang!"
The house was raining all night long. With the influx of blood, the bridge corridor outside the town broke from the center. The water level of the big river began to rise. Rotten corpses appeared on the mud on the shore, and a huge black shadow slowly approached.
The entire town became "lively" due to the appearance of the Nine-story Spirit View, but Gao Ming still did not see Zhang Mingli.
"What are Zhang Mingli planning?" Gao Ming was the one who broke into the chessboard. If he didn't come tonight, Zhang Mingli seemed to be not going to sit and wait for death.
The first guests of the Tang house who set out had already entered the street where the Nine-story Spirit Temple was located. The Land Temple that Gao Ming had seen disappeared. The guests tore off a streamer of praying for blessings and stopped on the north side of the Nine-story Spirit Temple with Mr. Tang's birthday gift.
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The paper money is floating all over the sky, and other ghosts and gods are gradually approaching.
All ghosts and gods gathered together, and evil spirits killed people without restraint. Zhemeng Town seemed to have become a huge altar, and everything in the town became an unspeakable sacrifice.
The night was almost isolated from all the light except the Nine-Level Spirit Temple, and the darkness and coldness were finally about to devour everything.
The gong sounded, and a familiar and old figure appeared on the streets of the town.
The old Gengfu had a silk incense stick on his neck, and he was counting the time. He was almost soaked in blood in black. He didn't hold an umbrella, and he abides by the rules of Zhemeng Town alone and strictly performs his duties.
The cloth shoes were stepped on in the mud, leaving blood-red shoe prints. He knocked on the gong in his hand and slowly walked towards the street where the Nine-story Spirit Temple was located.
While walking, shouting, the old voice brought a little peace of mind to the townspeople after a long absence.
"The fourth update of the ugly time, it's cold and cold!"
(The end of this chapter)