Fortune Fragrance is a very personal Xiang brother.
Do not eat hard.
Only eat soft.
Fangzheng, who had already figured out the temper of Fortune Incense, always said good things and praised him every time he sacrificed Fortune Incense.
Fangzheng never thought of himself as cowardly.
He has always thought that he is a horse without food and grass and is not fat. If he wants a horse to run fast, he must have food and grass first.
To change the metaphor, the direction of a person needs positive encouragement. Appropriate encouragement and praise can make a person feel recognized.
And all he has to do is to make Brother Xiang feel a sense of identity with him, he is the friendly army, Brother Xiang must not accidentally hurt the friendly army.
It's not surprising that Fangzheng took the fortune incense with him when he went abroad.
There is no rule that you can't bring luck incense on the plane.
On the contrary, his Ghost Head Knife had too big a target, and it was a controlled item at the airport, so he didn't bring it with him when he left it at home.
However, Fangzheng certainly wouldn't take advantage of this whiteboard's luck to head-to-head with the big ghosts in this street, that's not the same order of magnitude.
You must know that the big ghost here can even fall into the ghost wall.
Therefore, Fangzheng directly took out ten incense sticks of fortune this time, and then strengthened them decisively... At the beginning, he strengthened ten incense sticks of fortune in a row to make Chuan Puyang five consecutive kneels. Assure.
Strengthen it once and consume several ordinary runes.
Fortunately, he gained a lot of soul energy this time, so it doesn't hurt to spend it.
Afterwards, Fangzheng lit the fortune incense.
This time, the smoke from fortune was thicker than the smoke from the last time when Chuanpu sheep was brought down, Fangzheng hurriedly held his breath because of his nose.
The fortune fragrance he brought out this trip is the 2.0 fortune fragrance improved by the old magic stick.
The effect is stronger.
The smoke is bigger.
There is no way, all the raw materials used in the Xixi version of Fortune Fragrance are cut corners...Of course, Fang Zheng only dared to think about this sentence in his heart, and he absolutely did not dare to say it in front of Fortune Fragrance.
He can't afford Brother Xiang's temper.
However, when Fangzheng lit the fortune incense, the surroundings were filled with thick smoke, smoky, and smoky, but the illusion never changed.
Fangzheng fell into deep thought for a moment.
"Could it be that the fortune incense also loses its effect here?"
"Sure enough... the fragrance of luck is not a panacea..."
Fangzheng's words, of course, only dare to think in his heart, this is not called cowardice, this is called Congxin.
As a result, just as Fangzheng was thinking, suddenly an unknown evil wind blew up in this area, bang! !
A piece of very resilient paper was blown by the wind, and when it was about to be drawn on Fang Zheng's face, Fang Zheng grabbed it with one hand.
Fangzheng looked down and was immediately happy.
It was actually a 1000 baht note.
According to the current currency exchange, 1,000 baht is equivalent to about 211 yuan he picked up in China.
But the next moment, Fangzheng smiled wryly.
What he wants is how to get out of this ghost hitting the wall, not to pick up money.
No matter how much money you have, you have to go out to spend your life.
However, this is also a wake-up call to Fangzheng. The incense of luck is indeed effective here, and it has not failed.
It really deserves to be Brother Xiang.
Brother Xiang is mighty.
Sure enough, it is worthy of the human skin scriptures, comparable to the artifacts of good fortune in mythology.
Now that the fortune incense has an effect in Ghost Hit the Wall, Fangzheng's mind began to become active... Could it be that his way of praying is wrong? So that caused him to still be trapped in the ghost wall
Change your fortune... change your fortune...do you need to specifically say which aspect of your fortune you want to change in order for Brother Xiang to exert the greatest effect
"Brother Xiang, I'm trapped in the illusion of the ghost hitting the wall and I can't get out. Please, brother Xiang, give me a helping hand and let me find out where the life gate of the ghost hitting the wall is, and take me out of the ghost hitting the wall safely."
Fangzheng flattered Brother Xiang three or four times, but Brother Xiang remained silent.
On the contrary, as the incense of fortune burns more and more, and burns shorter, Fangzheng finds that the surroundings are more smoky, and the smoke is even thicker.
Even his immediate vision was obstructed.
Can't see clearly.
Fangzheng was not good at fanning the smoke with his hands, and drove away the smoke. He still remembered the consequences of the old magic stick trying to fan the smoke with his hands.
Fangzheng frowned lightly, but in desperation, he could only hold ten sticks of luck incense in one hand while vaguely looking at the scene in front of him, and continued walking forward.
"Um?"
Fangzheng hadn't taken a few steps when he suddenly noticed an abnormality in the surrounding space... It seemed that the calm lake water in the deep mountain without a ray of mountain wind was suddenly blown into a circle of ripples.
The world behind the ripples seems to be faintly visible. It is a dark, remote, dark world... It seems to be far away, but it seems to be very close.
It seems that there is only a layer of veil...but it is as far away as the world.
Fangzheng was overjoyed.
Sure enough, there is a show! !
Fangzheng has been trying to see clearly the dark world behind the ripples, where does it lead
Through the thick smoke and fire of the fortune incense, it seemed...he saw an incense burner...on that incense burner, it seemed that a stick of incense was also being lit.
Because there was a little flame on the incense burner, flickering on and off.
Fangzheng still wants to see clearly that there are other things in that dark world besides the censer and a stick of incense, but the darkness and remoteness are like a moat separating the two worlds, preventing him from seeing what lies in the darkness. what else.
Looking at the censer and incense sticks in the dark space, Fangzheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
A cold light flashed.
It seems that Yun Shixiang took him to find the location of the big ghost behind the scenes... What is that stick of incense, and why can it compete with Yun Shixiang evenly
You know, it's ten against one now! !
And what he has in his hand is the enhanced Fortune Fragrance 2.0! !
Thinking of this, Fangzheng subconsciously looked down at the Fortune Incense in his hand, and finally let out an unexpected sound of surprise.
"Um?"
Fangzheng found that the fortune incense in his hand was actually burning faster.
Fangzheng frowned after being slightly startled by this abnormal burning speed... The Fortune Incense is obviously behind the opponent, can't it beat the incense on the censer
It seems to be a battle between two fragrances...
Fang Zheng showed a strange look, what a dispute between two incenses!
What the hell.
I actually saw two kinds of incense, not giving in to each other, fighting each other... Is this an interpretation of the battle for incense in ancient myths and legends
What made Fangzheng even more painful was that he found that after Brother Xiang's temper came up, he couldn't persuade him... because all the smoke and fire that rose from the incense of fortune gathered together in thick smoke, and then swept and rushed towards Incense sticks in that dark space.
Fortune Xiang seems to have forgotten the business and wanted to take him out, but her dignity was provoked, she had a crush on the enemy, and left him alone.
Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for breath.
What is the incense fighting for
"Brother Xiang, how about...you send me out first, and then come back to continue your incense fight?" Fangzheng said helplessly.
Because he saw that the burning speed of the fortune incense in his hand was actually accelerating again! !
Brother Xiang obviously can't beat him, so he has to fight hard.
Brother Xiang in society, I don’t talk too much.
(end of this chapter)