When Fangzheng reopened the store door,
Zuo Qianhu, the owner of the jade shop, and the little skull all stood outside the shop door.
Seeing that Fangzheng came out intact, it was obvious that Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop, who had always been a little worried, relaxed a little.
The light in Xiaokulou's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be a little ignorant to understand what to do. He immediately ran up and hugged Fangzheng's leg.
Fangzheng patted Little Skull on the head, with a gentle smile on his face.
"Brother Zuo, Brother Yan, luckily you fulfilled your mission." Fang Zheng nodded to the two in front of him with a tired look on his face.
hiss!
Zuo Qianhu felt a soreness in his back teeth.
He regretted that little joke back then more and more.
Seeing Fangzheng addressing the old man who was old enough to be a grandfather, calling each other brother Yan and brother, the more he called, the easier it was to say, there was absolutely no taboo, Fangzheng's thick skin made him feel disgusted.
The originally tense atmosphere because of worrying about Fangzheng's safety suddenly eased a little because of Fangzheng's shameless "Brother Yan".
The owner of the jade shop, a tall man with tall bones, did not show any abnormality on his face.
This old man has a good attitude and seems to be a straightforward person.
Afterwards, Fangzheng began to tell Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop "Yan Chixia" the whole process of going under the sun in detail.
Naturally, it is the process of concealing spiritual martial arts.
When it came to the counterattack against the scarecrow card at the end, Fang Zheng claimed that it was his personal strong and fearless perseverance and charm, coupled with reciting the "Red Book", that kept his mind calm and did not capsize in the gutter.
As for whether Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop believed it or not, the two of them didn't even lift their eyelids, and their faces were calm, as if they already had the answer.
When he finished talking about the whole process of going to hell, Fang Zheng sang the "Red Treasure Book" several times by the way.
At this time, the little skull, who had not watched the enlightenment early education video for a few days, could not understand too complicated language, so she ran to the counter and sat down obediently, continuing to hold Fangzheng's university-era I bought a tablet computer and enjoyed watching domestic cartoons.
Fangzheng suddenly felt that his management of Little Skull was still too relaxed.
How can children be addicted to cartoons, their studies should be the most important thing!
Xiaokulou suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, and quickly turned his head to look around. The two faint lights in his eyes flickered, as if he was a little dazed.
Seeing that the chill disappeared quickly, the little skull continued to watch the domestic cartoon with relish.
"Brother Zuo and Brother Yan, just as I was killing the evil spirit of the Scarecrow, a question suddenly popped up in my mind. I wonder if I can ask Brother Zuo and Brother Yan to help me out?" Fangzheng said with a serious expression on his face. He looked at Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop in front of him.
Brother Yan
Where is the face
Although Zuo Qianhu had some headaches about Fang Zheng's title, even the person involved didn't object, and it was inconvenient for him to say anything. He just felt a little headache, and asked curiously, "What's the question?"
Fangzheng first frowned and considered his words before slowly expressing the question in his heart: "Some of them, such as Bloody Mary, Pen Fairy, Die Fairy, psychic divination, etc., have been popular in the Song Dynasty for thousands of years. Hundreds of years ago... "
"If these psychic games are really so evil, once they appear, they will spread widely...If this is the case, it is impossible that these evil spirits have not been exterminated once since ancient times, right?"
"On the other hand, these psychic games have changed dynasties, historical reincarnation, and civilizations have sunk and disappeared for thousands of years, but these psychic games have never disappeared from beginning to end, and have been passed down from ancient times to modern times."
Fangzheng hesitated for a moment: "This seems...somewhat unreasonable."
"Just today, even an ordinary person like me just killed an evil spirit. Then in history, there should be more people who killed evil spirits, but now these evil spirits have always existed safely ...I even wonder sometimes, are these evil spirits immortal? Have I killed any evil spirits today?"
Undead evil spirits
Every time Fang Zheng thought of this conjecture, Fang Zheng felt his scalp tingle.
It seemed a bit unexpected that Fangzheng asked such a deep and tricky question. Zuo Qianhu and the owner of the jade shop were obviously surprised, and then looked at the young man in front of him with great interest.
When other awakened people didn't even dare to kill ghosts, or their eyes were still fixed on ordinary ghosts, this interesting young man in front of him had a different vision than ordinary people, and he had already seen the abnormalities of psychic games from a high perspective.
This level of vision is already higher than that of ordinary people. It is not as simple as one or two grades.
This young man is getting more and more interesting...
"There is an old saying that ghosts are born from the fear in people's hearts, and ghosts are born from the heart. Have you heard of it?" Zuo Qianhu looked at Fangzheng.
Fangzheng nodded thoughtfully.
"If a person is afraid in his heart, one ghost will be born, so if a hundred people are afraid in his heart, will a hundred ghosts be born?"
"And if the one hundred people fear the same ghost, will there be a hundred identical ghosts born?"
The more Zuo Qianhu said, the more solemn his expression became.
Hearing this, Fangzheng's expression changed drastically. He already had some idea of what Zuo Qianhu wanted to express next.
"Of course, this is just a simple example, and ghosts will naturally not appear so easily." Zuo Qianhu said.
"These psychic games have never been recorded in history when and how they appeared for the first time. It seems that they have appeared in a mysterious, weird and special way since the very beginning. Throughout history, these evil spirits have been exterminated more than once However, every time it is killed, it is all spirit clones, and the main body has never been killed once, and it will soon resurface."
"Does it feel very weird? It feels like these evil spirits are already immortal? Indeed, these evil spirits are indeed immortal for now."
"Every psychic game is just to recruit ghosts to the clones of evil spirits. As long as there is fear, there will be clones of these evil spirits everywhere. Evil spirits like Bloody Mary, Pen Fairy, etc. have been wiped out more than ten times and hundreds of times. This time, even the psychic divination scarecrow you just killed has been killed not only for the first time, but no one has ever been able to find the bodies of these evil spirits."
Fangzheng gasped.
Listening to this meaning, it is simply that there is no solution at the beginning
…
The chat with Zuo Qianhu made Fangzheng feel even more strange and mysterious in this world.
He didn't dare to slack off in training anymore.
So at dawn, after Fangzheng brought Xiaokulou back to the residence in the community, and asked Xiaokulou not to disturb his sleep, Fangzheng immediately locked himself in the bedroom alone, and then took out the human skin scripture in his arms.
Only then did he have the time to look at the human skin scriptures. Did the distinctive grayish-white aura when he passed away was swallowed up by the human skin scriptures in the end
(end of this chapter)