What
Fangzheng was slightly surprised.
Unexpectedly, what happened just last night spread to the country so quickly. It seems that the country has always firmly controlled the intelligence of the surrounding countries.
But that's not the point.
What
The last witch hunter
Is this a disguised curse that he will lose his children and grandchildren
Zuo Qianhu: "Nowadays the world talks about human rights, freedom of religious belief, and great integration of world cultures. This world has long since stopped ignorant witch hunting, so congratulations to you, brother Zhiqiu, because you trouble witches every day and rob witches every day. So you became the first witch hunter in the modern world, and the last."
Robbing witches every day
Fangzheng began to complain, and then clarified with an angry expression: "Brother Zuo, I just asked someone, do you have any abnormal items on you? Brother Zuo, you also know that abnormal items belong to the evil category, and witches have always been regarded as evil in history." Blackening, I suspect that it is logical for a witch to have abnormal items, right?"
"Brother Zuo, guess what they answered?"
"As soon as he came up, he started to fight rudely, and he was not reserved at all."
"Fortunately, it was me they met. I am a generous person. Instead of repaying grievances for grievances, I repayed grievances with kindness. Seeing that there were no abnormal items on them, it was just a misunderstanding, so I didn't care about what they did. In the end, I took the initiative. Let them go."
"I still remember Butcher Zhang once said to me, 'If someone uses corpse oil as a soul lamp, let me go up and give him a knife, if you can't cut it, you can find him', I have always believed in this sentence It makes sense, and I have been putting it into action, so I should be making a contribution to world peace, right?"
Zuo Qianhu's face darkened upon hearing this.
He didn't believe Fang Zheng's nonsense, this guy didn't speak properly.
Zuo Qianhu looked suspiciously at Fangzheng in the camera. Fangzheng is a smart kid, even smarter than a monkey spirit. It is impossible for him to deliberately target witches for no reason, and he is not someone who will swallow his anger after suffering a loss. Every time this guy does things, he has a very clear purpose, but he hasn't figured out what Fang Zheng's purpose is to deliberately target witches.
Zuo Qianhu felt that he couldn't talk Fang Zheng well, so he waved his hand with a headache: "Leaving aside the matter of witches for now, have you gotten close to people from the Siamese government recently?"
"Yesterday, someone from the Siamese government contacted the embassy abroad to help them verify the identity of a person and whether he is a practitioner from our country."
Hearing this, Fangzheng was refreshed.
Finally cut to the chase.
Next, Fangzheng began to roughly describe his experience in Siam, and mentioned the cooperation with Haina and the others. Zuo Qianhu just listened, did not interject in the middle, and showed no surprise expression on his face.
Obviously, Zuo Qianhu had already learned about the situation in advance.
After listening, Zuo Qianhu spoke again: "People from the Siamese government sent a letter of thanks, which mentioned many deeds about you in Siam. The Siamese government is very grateful to you. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs I directly named you, praised your deeds in Siam, well maintained the peaceful image of the motherland overseas, and won many trade preferences and diplomatic conveniences for diplomacy.”
"In order to express its appreciation to you, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs said that it will give you a big gift when you come back this time."
Zuo Qianhu said the last sentence in a somewhat mysterious way.
Fangzheng's heart was itching like a hundred claws scratching his heart, and he quickly asked Zuo Qianhu, what kind of gift did the Ministry of Foreign Affairs prepare for him? As a result, Zuo Qianhu was very mysterious and kept silent, saying that he would naturally know when Fangzheng came back.
Fangzheng began to look forward to it.
"Your situation in Siam, in Siam and China, has already prepared information, and Siam has approved your actions in Baifo Temple. I have nothing else to explain, only four words, pay attention to safety! Every time a blessed land is opened, it is a great opportunity, take advantage of this rare opportunity!" Zuo Qianhu suddenly said with a solemn expression.
Hearing this, Fangzheng was overjoyed, he did not expect the Siamese government to agree to cooperate with him so quickly.
Ever since Fang Zheng tasted the sweetness once, he has always been thinking about the treasures of heaven and earth in the blessed land.
Of course, there is also soul energy.
Speaking of Baifo Temple, Fangzheng was curious, and told Zuo Qianhu about the last battle between Long Poshu and Shifu at Baifo Temple. With such a big commotion, why Baifo Temple was unscathed in the end
"According to the situation you describe, it's a bit like a reflection strike. It doesn't affect the real world. It's a higher-dimensional collision." Zuo Qianhu only thought for a few seconds before explaining.
"You can narrowly understand it as a kind of spiritual blow and spiritual blow."
Reflect blow
Fangzheng thought about the battle situation that day, the light and shadow of the golden Buddha that appeared in the void, it really makes sense now that he thinks about it.
After chatting for a few more minutes, Fangzheng ended the video call.
At the same time, he also learned one thing.
Butcher Zhang still hasn't returned.
But there is one thing that Fangzheng doesn't know.
The door of Mr. Fu's Ming shop next door to Zuoqianhu's shop has been closed. Since the last time someone came to Mr. Fu, saying that something happened in the city, Mr. Fu left, and he has not returned yet.
Fangzheng didn't know about it yet.
He had always thought that Butcher Zhang hadn't come back.
For a moment, Zuo Qianhu's shop was quiet again, Yiyi held a carving knife and tool, and was engrossed in carving the wood carving in his hand.
Xiao Hei quietly lay beside Yi Yi, secretly taking a peek at Zuo Qianhu from time to time.
Zuo Qianhu, on the other hand, glanced at the Ming shop next door across the wall, then lowered his head again, and continued to sculpt the things in his hand all year round.
The old street without a few familiar faces, without the old street where Fangzheng, Mr. Fu, and Butcher Zhang talk, is extremely deserted and quiet at night, as if it has become a ghost street without popularity, lacking vitality.
The old street full of old banyan trees is more silent, deserted, and more gloomy, as if you are in an abandoned old house in a barren mountain and old forest.
Just as the time passed by every minute and every second, there were footsteps on the quiet, empty old street. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they were coming towards the Qianhu store on the left.
A tall figure suddenly blocked the light in front of the door, and the vision dimmed. It turned out that the person who came was Yan Chixia, who was still in her fifties and sixties and was still physically strong.
"The jade shop is not open today?" Zuo Qianhu raised his head to see Yan Chixia, without any surprised expression on his face, as if he already knew that Yan Chixia would come.
"I'm going to take a few old men to go to the city personally, and I will leave the city to you for the time being." Yan Chixia has a strong body, thick bones, and her voice is deep and deep, and her breath is long.
Zuo Qianhu's eyes were deep, looking at the dark night outside the door, it seemed that he could pass through the space barrier and see into the distance... The direction he was looking into was the direction of the city.
The expression on his face was very calm.
It seemed that she had already guessed the purpose of Yan Chixia's arrival.
"good."
(end of this chapter)