"Before I answer your question, why should I believe that you are not a trick created by ghosts?"
"The flaws on the ghost were so obvious just now, but you haven't done it for a long time. There must be a problem."
Fangzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was actually a dark-type demon ape who hated ghosts and ghosts.
Zhang Ze was a little intimidated by the demonic ape who hated ghosts and ghosts in front of him, as if he was not a demonic ape in front of him, but the heart ape who was most afraid to face in everyone's heart. Staring at him fiercely, he lost his mind for a moment, and subconsciously took half a step back.
"Oops!" As soon as he stepped back half a step, Zhang Ze's expression changed immediately after he realized that, didn't his retreat just confirm his guilty conscience.
Zhang Ze's heart was in pain. This time the misunderstanding was serious and the trouble was imminent. Fangzheng wouldn't mistake him for a ghost and violently wrench his own neck like the two villagers in front of him, right
Monkey brother, you should return our Leek No. 4 to us again.
Although Leek No. 4 is unreliable,
But at least Leek No. 4 looked kinder and more cordial.
Facing the monkey brother of the dark department, some people can't bear Yali! !
"Sure enough, there is a problem." The demon ape waved the white mist with his arms, and there were two scarlet blood lights in his eyes, beating fiercely in the eye sockets.
"Monkey, brother monkey, no, it's Fangzheng. If I say that things are not as you imagined, would you believe me or not?" Zhang Ze hurriedly explained.
Fangzheng: "If you want me to believe that you can do it too."
Zhang Ze was overjoyed.
Fangzheng: "But! Let's make a code first."
Confused face.
When did they have a code for this operation
Why doesn't he know
Zhang Ze has a bewildered and black question mark face at the moment. Could it be that what they are doing is fake sex
Received a fake mission
"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, freedom... You can recite the last few points of the socialist core values. If you can recite the socialist core values completely, I will believe you." Fang Zheng looked at Zhang Ze with vigilant eyes, serious Seriously said with a serious face.
Although everyone has a piece of green on top of each other's heads, this is the most obvious sign of our own people.
But out of rigor, Fangzheng felt that it was necessary to check his identity again.
Zhang Ze: "..."
Zhang Ze almost had the urge to vomit blood.
Have you ever seen a living person recite the core values of socialism in the spiritual world of a dead person
Sure enough, the monkey brother in front of him was Fang Zheng, and most people couldn't imitate Fang Zheng's aura.
The strong desire to survive began to make Zhang Ze think hard about the following points of the socialist core values.
"Patriotism, honesty, friendliness...equality, rule of law, justice..."
"harmonious!"
Zhang Ze was sweating profusely thinking about it, and finally finished speaking, and then looked at Fang Zheng expectantly, so it's finally all right? God is pitiful, whoever recites the core values of socialism has nothing to do, he has to thank the university, the core values of socialism are evident as soon as he enters the school.
"No, you missed a little bit." Fangzheng looked serious, and in Zhang Ze's eyes, it was the demon ape staring at his neck with unkind eyes, as if it would break his neck in the next second.
What? !
If it weren't for the fear of not being able to beat Brother Hou, Zhang Ze already had the urge to beat someone.
Zhang Ze was sweating profusely thinking about it.
"Dedication!" Zhang Ze finally added the last point.
"Sure enough, he is one of the socialists." Fangzheng finally let go of his vigilance.
Zhang Ze burst into tears.
Afterwards, Fangzheng explained the situation at hand.
It turned out that according to what Goddess Zhang said, he lay in the middle of the corpses, closed his eyes and waited for the so-called ghost, but not long after he closed his eyes, he felt something was wrong in the mourning hall. fog.
Looking back, Zhao Yongda's body had disappeared, but the bride's body was still tied to the bed by hemp rope.
He felt that something was wrong, so he got up and began to grope slowly in the mourning hall and the courtyard, looking for the way to the courtyard gate.
Then, it was the scene that Zhang Ze saw later. When Fangzheng touched the back of the courtyard wall, he heard the movement outside and listened to the conversation between Zhang Ze and the villagers. He was worried that Zhang Ze would be in danger, so he acted decisively . Although several of them are competitors, tonight is not the time for disagreement. And the appearance of Zhang Ze here shows that the trio also discovered the strange white fog and came to look for him before falling into the thick fog.
After the explanation, Fangzheng asked Zhang Ze back, asking him what he was thinking just now, why the two villagers' ghosts had such obvious flaws, why he didn't do anything for a long time, and let the ghosts get so close.
Zhang Ze used a dry cough to cover up his embarrassment, and replied: "At that time, I also noticed that the two villagers had some problems. Why did they suddenly notice us? They were all covered in a strange thick fog, and they suddenly noticed us, not only took the initiative to speak, but also took the initiative to approach us."
"You can already see that there is a problem, but why are you still standing there stupidly, acting like a wooden dummy experience monster?" Fangzheng thought to himself that this guy must be out of his mind, right
"I'm afraid that if the guess is wrong, if the wrong villagers are killed, Li Sishui's memory will be unstable." Zhang Ze argued.
Fangzheng looked at Zhang Ze speechlessly: "Tell me honestly, how many times have you killed ghosts so far? You were alone."
"16." Zhang Ze took it for granted.
It seems that this achievement is already very proud of him.
Unexpectedly, in exchange for it, Fangzheng nodded like this: "Sure enough, I have no actual combat experience."
Zhang Ze was unconvinced, what does it mean to have no actual combat experience: "Sixteen is already very good!"
"Now is the early stage of spiritual energy recovery. Everyone is racing against time to practice and win at the starting line. Who is okay to waste precious early stages of development on meaningless battles? I don't believe that, except for the national battle, who will take the initiative to find ghosts, like Like a moth to a flame, it voluntarily bumps into the ghost."
"After all, combat experience can be cultivated slowly in the future, and the key is to quickly accumulate cultivation in the early stage."
Fangzheng pouted.
"Remember, some valuable experience in life-and-death fighting cannot be cultivated with a later cultivation base. When your strength improves, the enemies you encounter will also be masters. Fighting between masters is often fatal with one move. As for finding Those with low strength have no practical significance.”
Zhang Ze was not convinced, and continued to argue: "Of course we understand this truth, but the current mainstream thinking is that everyone should work hard in the early stages of cultivation, first surpass others at the starting point, and then gradually cultivate after practical experience."
"It sounds like you're a fool, but how many ghosts have you killed?"
Fangzheng turned around to look for the other two, but only said lightly: "It's not a thousand, maybe there are three or four hundred."
Lying! !
"Are you sure you are a civil awakener like us?"
"It's only been less than four months since the ghosts recovered!!"
(end of this chapter)