In the next few days, Fangzheng stayed in the daytime and came out at night.
Practice hard during the day.
Fangzheng feels that he has become more and more fond of the feeling of cultivation, and he likes the sense of fulfillment that he can feel his rapid progress every day.
If a person like him is placed in Buddhism, he is probably the most suitable to be an ascetic monk.
Put it in Taoism, it means those who cultivate few desires.
If there are enough runes on the scriptures on the human skin, it is estimated that Fang Zheng can retreat for a long time.
Fangzheng practiced hard during the day, and at night he left early and returned late, wandering towards the University City, and every day when he had nothing to do, he ran to rub his hands to grab people's wool.
And so frequently and diligently, one night can probably earn two to four runes.
It’s not much, but Shengzai’s income has been stable.
Just like cutting leeks, after cutting a crop every day, another crop will grow again.
However, facing the income of two to four runes, at the beginning, Fang Zheng still felt a bit of a gap. Originally, he thought, how could he get dozens of runes in one night? Hundreds of runes, right? After all, the Special Operations Department is all professionals, and they just gather wool near their old lair.
But when faced with the skinny reality, Fang Zheng wanted to understand the reason.
If there are so many dense ghosts in a city, and hundreds of ghosts are revived with aura every day, it is estimated that no matter how large the population is, there are not enough dense ghosts to kill so many dense ghosts.
If there were really going to be a lot of casualties, no matter how hard they tried to hide it, they would definitely not be able to hide it.
These ghosts should gradually recover one by one depending on the individual's different grievances, or which aura nodes are strong, or other reasons, etc.
Perhaps the recovery of the three dead today is more miserable.
Tomorrow, ten people who died in life will be revived.
Instead of getting together and recovering all at once.
Therefore, under this background, the reason why he only collected two to four wisps of soul energy from the Special Operations Department every day was that most of the people were out watching the night and did not return;
Second, because of time constraints. It may be that some people have spent too long, so that the remaining ghost spirit has dissipated, even after returning to the university city, the human skin scriptures did not respond;
Of course, the above are all Fang Zheng's personal conjectures, he just feels that there is a possibility in this regard.
Although the production capacity is only two to four wisps of soul energy per day, it is more stable and has every day. Compared with the Zhou City People's Hospital and the owner of the pharmacy, this place is still an oil and gas field.
However, oil and gas fields are also divided into large and small... also divided into nine million barrels of crude oil per day and thousands of barrels of crude oil per day...
And in the past few days, Fangzheng strengthened the "Nine Suns Divine Art" to the sixth floor.
The "Immortal Sealing Method" has been strengthened to the fifth level.
The Seal of Immortality is divided into nine layers.
The first to third floors can be used to practice air illusion.
On the fourth to sixth floors, you can learn to spy on the enemy with the help of qi, that is, to observe the enemy with true qi.
From the seventh to ninth floors, practice the true profound meaning of "Seal of Immortality", transforming life and death.
When Fangzheng practiced to the fourth level, he had cultivated true energy to detect the enemy.
There is such a passage in the original book "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" about detecting the enemy with true energy:
"Kou Zhong complained that something was wrong, Shi Zhixuan's fist had a clear vein, strength, strength, weight, and angle, all under his control. He knew that his intention was not to break his 'non-attack', but to probe his situation from afar with the imprint of immortality. Then determine the best way to attack, wait until just now, Kou Zhong uses saber qi to find out the way, but Shi Zhixuan's unique mental method can better detect the state of the movement of zhenqi in his body."
It can be seen from this that detecting the enemy with true energy is a kind of supreme and exquisite martial art to know yourself and the enemy, and to detect the energy changes in the opponent's body during the battle. If you can be familiar with it, you will be able to predict the enemy's opportunities, use your strength to attack and relieve your strength in advance, and detect the vital flaws in the movement of energy in advance.
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This day, into the night.
Fangzheng first sent the little skull to Zuo Qianhu as usual, continued to learn wood carving, and went to pick it up before dawn.
When sending the little skull to Zuoqianhu's store, Fangzheng stopped by Ming's store and greeted Mr. Fu, which was regarded as basic courtesy.
Mr. Fu was still the same as usual, with a dead face and expressionless face, he nodded slightly to the inexpressive Mr. Fu who was coming to greet Fangzheng.
As for the little skull, Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang had seen it the night they came back. However, it seems that because they are always in control of the situation in the store, the two of them are much calmer.
After Fangzheng left Mingdian, he came to University City again as usual.
Fangzheng didn't take the initiative to show up every day, and he was also worried that people would be suspicious, so he usually sneaked into the university town secretly.
Today is the second time Fangzheng approached the old magic stick since the last meeting. As soon as Fangzheng arrived at the stall of the old god stick, he saw that there was a business coming to the stall of the old god stick.
He is actually a college student who grew up under Marxism and is a high-end intellectual. He hopes to have a fortune telling whether he will fail the exam tomorrow.
Can this also be a fortune teller
Fangzheng was surprised.
"This year, the white tiger is sitting on the head. It doesn't matter if there is a disaster, there will be a disaster..." Watching the old god stick shaking his head, he muttered.
"The left hand is congenital and the right hand is the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow is good or bad. Little brother, the danger of your exam tomorrow is unknown. It just so happens that I have a way to resolve it here. Ten yuan can solve a small problem in life. You can't buy it to lose money, you can't buy it to be fooled... "
Sure enough, the old master sticks to the routine. Fangzheng feels that the trick of defrauding money is too superficial, but the college student actually believes it.
I don't know if it's the fear of being dominated by the exam, or the old god stick's saying that ten yuan can't buy you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled... But I guess it's more because you don't work hard and let yourself go too much. "foot…
A few minutes later, as soon as the college student was sent away, another college student sat in front of the stall, and he also came to ask for tomorrow's fortune, whether he would fail the exam.
After three waves of sending them back and forth, the business calmed down again. During this period, a wisp of soul energy flew out from the old humanities college next door.
Ordinary Soul Qi +1.
Fang Zheng was happy.
"Old God, business is good today." Fangzheng sat down in front of the booth and continued to wrap the clock.
Seeing that Qian's eyes were wide open, the old god stick quickly put away the 100-yuan old man's head that Fang was putting on the stall, but he wanted to pretend to be indifferent and dismissive: "What is this today, old man, I will make a big deal soon Rich."
"Compared with the next big fortune, today's is just a drop in the bucket."
Hearing this, Fangzheng's heart skipped a beat and he became interested.
It didn't take long for the old magic stick to return to its original form, winking at Fangzheng, with a villainous expression: "Would you like me to let the old man guide the young people to gain insight, what is the old man, when I make a move, someone cries and hugs him alive A few taels of money will be given to the old Taoist."
How much money
That is tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands
Fangzheng looked at the stingy old god stick who was not willing to throw away his props, costumes and Taoist robes, which were washed white. Doesn't it look like a life that can make a fortune
Under Fang Zheng's curious questioning, the old god stick's expression turned serious: "It has something to do with the death of the dead!"
(end of this chapter)