weird world corpse

Chapter 109 Blank Buddhist scriptures

As Fang Mu punched straight, the true energy circulated to the arm.

"Tiger Power Fist!"

The fiery red energy surged behind Fang Mu's back, forming a ferocious tiger's head.

"Roar!"

A deep roar came from the ferocious tiger's head, and with the tiger's head as the center, a fiery red sound wave spread rapidly.

The walls on both sides of the street were instantly shattered by the fiery red energy.

The old woman was the one who was most impacted by the fiery red true energy. Under the sweeping fire red true energy, the old woman let out a scream.

At this moment, an invisible ripple emerged, and Fang Mu stretched out his right hand.

[You touch the ghost and get a trace of true energy. 】

[You touch the ghost and get a clue - an embroidered handkerchief, the effect is unknown. 】

Ah Bai breathed out the black air, completely absorbing the old woman.

Fang Mu flipped his right hand, and a white handkerchief appeared in his hand.

The handkerchief was clean and white, with the word "Mei" embroidered on the upper right corner.

Fang Mu checked it carefully, and there was no other clue except this word.

The walls on both sides of the street have become ruins, and there are noisy voices coming from the entrance of the alley.

Even if this alley is very remote.But Fang Mu's fight was too shocking and attracted many onlookers.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Fang Mu used the Double Shadow Escape, and left the alley...

Sunrise and sunset, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

The pitch-black Yinqiu Lane was deserted and deserted, and the big commotion in the morning had already been emptied due to the passage of time.

There was a gong beating outside the alley, and there was movement in the originally quiet street.

A man with a gong and hammer in his hand and a white cat on his shoulder was walking down the street.

Every time the man walks a certain distance, he hits the gong with a drum hammer, making a crisp bang.

This man is Fang Mu.

After the big commotion during the day, he has been moving around Yinqiu Lane, but he has never encountered anything strange again.

He searched for the night and found nothing. After the night was quiet, Fang Mu appeared on the street again.

After searching around, he still didn't find any strange movement. Fang Mu had a whim, and took out the gong and drum hammer he had touched before.

How did the watchman die? He died on the way to watch the watchman.

Fang Mu wants to imitate the situation of the watchman on the watch, to see if he can encounter any weirdness.

He walked all the way from Yuefeng Lane to the street outside Yinqiu Lane, beating the gong while walking, and didn't encounter anything strange. Now only Yinqiu Lane is left.

Coming outside the alley, Fang Mu looked at the dark alley, rang the gong with a bang, and walked into the alley.

The dark alley was unusually quiet, only the sound of Fang Mu's footsteps.

Fang Mu beat the gong every time he walked, and he had already walked two-thirds of the length in a short while.

The alley was quiet, and just when Fang Mu thought that there was no harvest today, a voice sounded suddenly.

"Brother, I sprained my ankle, can you take me home?"

The voice is as crisp as an oriole, and it feels like a spring breeze in the ears.

Fang Mu turned his head and saw a woman in a light shirt standing behind him by the moonlight.

Seeing Fang Mu turning his head, the woman in light clothes said softly: "The little girl is Xiaoyan, and she sprained her foot in the alley, can you help me go home?"

There was a hot feeling in his hand, Fang Mu looked down and found that the gong and drum hammer in his hand was oozing blood.

After the blood met the gong, it was as if fire met the trees, and the gong, drum, and hammer began to burn in the blink of an eye.

Fang Mu let go of his hand, allowing the gongs, drums and hammers to disappear completely.

"Brother, you answer Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan is so pitiful."

The woman in the light shirt floated towards Fang Mu. The combination of her soft voice and Piao's movement gave off a strange feeling.

Fang Mu raised his hand, a flash of knife light flashed, and the fiery red knife net enveloped Xiaoyan.

"what--"

Xiaoyan let out a scream, and her figure faded away in the fiery red knife net.

"That's it?" Fang Mu curled his lips in disdain.

I thought it was so strong, but it turned out to be a small character who couldn't handle a single blow.

Invisible ripples appeared, Fang Mu stretched out his hand slowly without hesitation, and the notification sound came over.

[You touch the ghost and get a trace of true energy. 】

[You touch the ghost and get a clue - Buddhist scriptures, the effect is unknown. 】

The zhenqi melted into Fang Mu's body, and with the zhenqi obtained before, several scales on the zhenqi fish lit up.

The figure of the woman in the light shirt became more and more illusory, and Ah Bai exhaled black air, absorbing the phantom completely.

Fang Mu put the knife back into its sheath, looked at the empty alley, and found no strange traces.

The gongs and drum hammers had been burned to ashes by blood, Fang Mu didn't continue to wander, and walked towards the Shengge county communication office.

……

In the Communication Office of Shengge County, Zhao Wuquan heard the knock on the door, stepped forward to open the door, glanced outside, and let Fang Mu into the shop.

"Go and rest, I have something to do."

Fang Mu sent Zhao Wuquan away, and took out what he had just obtained, a dilapidated Buddhist scripture.

The cover of this Buddhist scripture is yellow, and the writing on it is already unclear.

When Fang Mu opened the Buddhist scriptures, he found that the Buddhist scriptures were empty.

There is not a word on it, and every page is blank.

After Fang Mu checked carefully, he still found nothing.

This Buddhist scripture is a book without content. If it wasn't for the Buddhist scriptures prompted by the corpse touch technique, Fang Mu even suspected that it was a blank book.

Fang Mu stroked his thoughts. Up to now, he has eliminated two strange things. Apart from his true energy, he has harvested a blank Buddhist scripture and a handkerchief embroidered with the word "plum" in total.

These two things are seemingly unrelated, and there is nothing that can be connected.

Fang Mu thought for a while, put the things into the wooden box, and went to the inner room of the shop.

Zhao Wuquan didn't take a break, but was sitting on a stool in the inner room of the shop.

When he saw Fang Mu walking in, he immediately stood up.

Fang Mu asked directly: "Are there any temples near Shengge County?"

Since it is a Buddhist scripture, it must be related to the temple.

Zhao Wuquan was stunned for a while, not understanding why the temple was brought up again.

But he didn't have any ink marks either. He frowned and thought hard for a moment, then remembered immediately.

"There is no temple in Shengge County, but there is a temple in Dulun Mountain to the west of Shengge County." Zhao Wuquan said eloquently: "That temple is a small temple, and few people go there except some women. I also heard about it by chance. Said."

Fang Mu walked back and forth, and said: "I'm going to Shengge County, you can stay here and see if there will be any strange things in Shengge County."

Among the things related to Buddhist scriptures, what Fang Mu could think of was temples.

There happened to be a temple right now, and Fang Mu planned to visit it.

Zhao Wuquan was stunned: "Now, I just need to wait here?"

Fang Mu nodded, and went straight out of the shop with the wooden box.

Without further ado, there may be more leeks waiting for him to harvest, there is no reason to wait.

(End of this chapter)