Regarding whether it was cut out by a knife, someone @集主,
"@修仙左回她爸婚生之城不容虚, group leader, you are the only one in our group who has cultivated immortals, group leader, can you tell me whether this is a mudslide, or was it chopped out by a knife?"
Daddy returns from cultivating immortals, the city that spares his life is not suffering from kidney deficiency: ...
I have a name, whoever provokes who, is there a wife in the wife cake, is there fish in the fish-flavored shredded pork, is there a lion head in the braised lion head
Among the classmates, Fang Zheng, who also wields knives, is probably the one who has the most say.
It was indeed cut by a knife.
Not mudslides.
And that trace is very fresh, it should have appeared only recently.
Pulling the chat history, the classmate who loves to travel really verified Fang Zheng's conjecture.
According to his former classmates,
This travel route was also recommended to her by netizens. Netizens just played it a month ago. At that time, there were no traces of destruction. Everything was beautiful and green.
As a result, a month later, when she went to play, there were more of these situations in the photo.
Undoubtedly, this crushed Fang Zheng's conjecture. These traces are the latest ones, and they are Butcher Zhang! !
Fangzheng's breathing was stagnant.
How strong is Butcher Zhang? Looking at the nearly 100-meter-long knife mark, even he might not be able to cut it out easily.
When he thought of such a great master, single horse, single man and ten thousand men who could kill the grave guard's lair, Fang Zheng's mood fluctuated violently.
that battle,
It must be very intense, right
It is often a scene of earth-shattering landslides and earth-shattering.
But Butcher Zhang...
He must have taken many risks silently alone, right
But after he came back, he didn't say a single word about the seventy-two hell gates he passed alone, and was as silent as a mountain.
Fangzheng was moved.
He felt that such a kindness could not be repaid, and then he saw him sternly shouting to Butcher Zhang in the back hall: "Butcher Zhang, do you need me to introduce some female classmates to you for a blind date to solve your single problem? There are many beauties among the classmates, including professional women's clothing, models, flight attendants, bank employees, and teachers, all of whom are the elite of the elite and the beauties of beauties."
In order to repay Butcher Zhang's kindness, Fangzheng Children's Shoes decided to sell his classmates.
Butcher Zhang: "?"
Mr. Fu: "?"
The two looked dumbfounded.
Fangzheng, who has been sitting quietly playing with his mobile phone, why did he suddenly become a matchmaker part-time
Seeing Butcher Zhang didn't speak, Fangzheng continued to say solemnly: "If Butcher Zhang is right for you, I can also introduce you to a female classmate who is a civil servant."
"No need." Butcher Zhang said coldly, bowing his head and continuing to be busy with Mr. Fu.
"Could it be that butcher Zhang, do you have any hidden addiction to men's (face)?" Fang Zheng's face immediately became serious.
"Jingwei holds a small tree, and will fill the sea with it. Xun Tian dances with relatives, and his strong will is always there. A man should sweep the world, how can he be drunk and die because of the love of his children." Zhang Butcher's very plain sentence, but it makes people's blood boil after hearing it.
Fangzheng was in awe.
Even he was enthusiastic after hearing it. He lowered his head and felt that he could explode a nuclear bomb with his hand.
The popular translation of Zhang Butcher's words is that only sissies like delicate women, and men should have a big career.
Who is the big business
The surname is big, and the first name is career.
Just when Fangzheng was about to speak, suddenly, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere behind the store door. He turned around and saw Zuo Qianhu, Yan Chixia...and the head teacher. Everyone came, standing outside the door with great interest Exuberant eavesdropping.
Fangzheng was a little puzzled, "Brother Zuo, brother Yan, all coaches, why are you all here?"
Zuo Qianhu narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said excitedly: "Tsk tsk, I heard next door that Brother Zhiqiu wants to work part-time as a matchmaker and arrange blind dates for Butcher Zhang, so I came to work as a consultant for Butcher Zhang."
Yan Chixia, the old man, also nodded seriously: "Same, you continue to go on blind dates for Butcher Zhang, don't pay attention to us."
Several black lines hung down Fangzheng's forehead.
"Then why did you come here, instructor? Don't tell me that you just happened to be patrolling the street, and you just heard my conversation with Butcher Zhang, so you came here specially? You are the chief instructor of all the instructors in Zhou City, responsible for training and supervision The training of newly awakened people recruited by the Special Operations Department is your job, right?"
The head teacher, the baby-faced old man with vicissitudes of life, said very seriously: "I just finished dinner, and I went out to walk around to digest food."
Haha laughed, and then Zuo Qianhu, Yan Chixia, and the instructor all walked into the Ming shop.
Today's Ming shop is extremely lively.
Everyone gathered together freely, talked loudly, talked and laughed.
Although Fangzheng didn't say anything, there was a warm current in his heart. He knew that Zuo Qianhu and the others were worried about his deceitful behavior tonight, so those who were worried came here.
Friends, no matter how far or near, can only be warm if they understand each other. Vigorous, not necessarily sincere. Silent, not necessarily unintentional.
There is no need for frequent dinners, gatherings, or a phone call, and you will immediately help.
This is the everlasting friendship between men.
…
Midnight, 23:55.
There were only five minutes left before 0 o'clock. At this time, Zuo Qianhu and the others showed a slight seriousness on their faces.
"careful."
"be safe."
"They have finished what they should say, so I will give you a sentence. Sometimes you are a man who knows how to retreat and advance."
Seeing everyone seeing him off, Fangzheng was moved, but on this special occasion in Mingdian, he still wanted to say: "I'm going to go to Yin, not to never come back, Brother Zuo, you all lined up in Mingdian to say this to me." In other words, why do I feel like I'm going to have a funeral, I even have the coffin, all I need is a black and white posthumous photo."
Everyone:"… "
Does this kid have any sense of tension and crisis
Fangzheng is no stranger to going under the sun, he has gone through it four times, the first time was with Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang, and the next three times he did it alone.
However, today's miscarriage is different from the past few times. Mr. Fu actually let him lie in a coffin and misunderstand.
It turned out that this coffin was really prepared for him.
At the same time, there was still a lock of Li Sishui's hair entwined with resentment after his death in the coffin. Fortunately, there were no hands, feet, or rotten corpses in the coffin with him as Fang Zheng thought...
"Today's yin, I will take you out of the boundaries of Zhou City and the province where Zhou City is located."
"The soul-inducing lamp is guided by Li Sishui's resentment, and will lead us all the way to the ancient village of the Yellow River."
"After leaving Zhou City, no matter what you see or hear along the way, just calm down and move on. With this coffin, the spirit that will continue to be nourished in the shadows, in order to find this coffin, Butcher Zhang It's time to go to the seventy-two gates of ghosts again, and bring back this soul-raising coffin made of lightning-struck wood just for you."
Fangzheng was moved again.
Unexpectedly, Butcher Zhang actually snatched a coffin for him by himself. Is this an officially designated plug-in device
(end of this chapter)