"Butcher Zhang, are you talking about Brother Zhiqiu?" Zuo Qianhu's eyes moved, and he looked at Butcher Zhang.
Butcher Zhang glanced at Zuo Qianhu beside him: "That's your brother Zhiqiu, not our brother Zhiqiu."
"Since you gave people nicknames casually, Fangzheng has called each other Brother Yan, which made us two generations lower than Fangzheng."
Zuo Qianhu gave a slightly embarrassed smile, and then shouted: "I didn't expect that little guy to be so thick-skinned, and the more he yelled brother Yan, the more proficient he became."
"This kid's thick skin is the only thing I've seen."
The old man Yan Chixia with white beard and hair beside him laughed loudly, his laughter was like thunder, which shows that this is a bold old man.
He didn't mean to blame anyone, nor did he object to Fang Zheng calling him brother Yan, taking advantage of him, and sitting on the same level as him.
At this time, Zuo Qianhu continued to say: "When it comes to taking advantage, I never suffer a loss. I admire this kid for taking advantage of the Luo family. Back then, he showed me the root that was tied by the girl of the Luo family. The black hair on his wrist, tsk tsk, scared me, it's a day traveler, this kid took advantage of it, it's really daring..."
Butcher Zhang glanced at Zuo Qianhu beside him out of the corner of his eye: "You are not afraid that he will not be able to bear it, but don't forget, there was a ghost bride who cursed him on his back first."
At this time, the head teacher interrupted speechlessly and said, "Hey, hey, hey, I said, are you a bit off topic and too serious, we were talking about a very serious topic of tomb-slayer beasts just now."
"Modern life Zhang Fei is the instructor." Butcher Zhang looked at the instructor, and suddenly yelled out of nowhere.
"What are you doing?" Teacher Du, who had a harmless baby face to humans and animals, replied a little complacently.
"It's okay, looking at your shamelessness, I think about others when I see things. I seem to see Fangzheng from you, as if I see Fangzheng is still alive and safe. I haven't seen Fangzheng for two months." Butcher Zhang There was still one thing in his heart that he didn't say, he was afraid that it would be embarrassing to say it.
I have been away from home for a long time.
He is homesick.
I miss that Fang Zheng who is full of indecency and can cause trouble every now and then...
The instructor who lay innocently lying on the gun: "???"
Who did I provoke
What do you call me brazen
What is looking at me and thinking about others
"Butcher Zhang, you must be jealous that we took a family portrait with Yiyi and Fangzheng, but without you, right? That's right, you must be jealous that I have a family portrait, but you don't."
Butcher Zhang: "..."
Everyone:"… "
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"Ah!" Fang Zheng, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed suddenly just after exiting the spiritual world of the dead.
"Who is missing me?"
Fangzheng looked around, feeling a little dazed for a while.
Logically speaking, with his physique at his level, he would not catch a cold easily.
…
It is still in the belly of the mountain.
Butcher Zhang began to tell everyone in detail about the two tomb-suppressing beasts he saw at the seventy-two gates of ghosts.
After listening, Mr. Fu fell into deep thought.
"We all know that when the tomb guards were punished and allowed to guard the seventy-two ghost gates for a hundred years, it was not just because there were a large number of corpses stranded there during the war, so as to prevent the corpses from becoming evil and causing unrest. It was as simple as that. The important reason is to keep the true secrets of the seventy-two gates of hell." Mr. Fu opened his mouth and said slowly while meditating.
"If Butcher Zhang remembers correctly, perhaps this will be another cemetery where the dead mountain god is buried. If the secret of the mountain god is involved, no one will be able to open the mountain god's cemetery before the second round of spiritual recovery comes. No one can leave alive after peeping."
The tone of Mr. Fu's speech was still that flat tone without emotions, it was originally a dignified atmosphere, but the words from Mr. Fu's mouth seemed calm and calm.
It seems that no matter how many stones are thrown into the ancient pool of thousands of years, there will be no ripples.
"After going out, we immediately let the people outside blow up all the entrances to the mountainside."
"At the same time, let people pay close attention to that old fake dead man who was carried out of the mountain by the corpse-carrier. He must know something about him. He will never appear here for no reason, nor will he come here for vacation."
After thinking about it, Mr. Fu said the above two points, and then a group of people started to pack up and prepare to leave the mountainside.
As Mr. Fu said.
If the mountain god after death is really buried here, and the second round of spiritual energy recovery has not yet come, how many people came and died.
No matter how many strong people come, it will be futile.
because!
The current concentration of heaven and earth spiritual energy is not enough, and it is still unable to create more powerful powerhouses.
Hastily digging up the tomb where the mountain god is buried will only lead to death for nothing.
At present, the only countermeasure in the whole country is to mark the coordinates, guard the entrance, and wait for the second round of spiritual recovery in the future...
If there is no second round of spiritual recovery, it is best.
Then the history they are most worried about will not repeat itself.
"This time Butcher Zhang came to the Tibetan area without saying a word. We have found what we were looking for, and we have also found the answer to the various phenomena that occurred in this mountain. It is probably because there is an ancient tomb where the mountain god is buried...here Butcher Zhang is right, we old guys have been away from home for too long, and it's time to get ready to go home."
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…
Fangzheng still didn't know that something happened thousands of miles away.
Because in the next few days, Fangzheng will be busy.
Due to the most frequent typhoons in July, the coastal provinces have been raining for several days, and Fangzheng is entangled by beheaded women every day.
Fangzheng was extremely busy cutting leeks every day.
And his cultivation realm is also improving rapidly every day, which is entirely due to his physique that can learn everything quickly.
Until another two days passed.
this day.
It rained for several days along the coast, and finally stopped, and it finally stopped raining outside.
When Fangzheng stood in the bedroom again and turned off the phone in airplane mode for a day, he found that during the daytime, Captain Fei actually called.
However, there was only one phone call, and it didn't seem like an important and urgent matter.
Sure enough, as Fangzheng flipped through the messages, he found a message from Captain Fei.
"Mr. Fu and the others have returned to Zhou City."
With just a few short words, Fangzheng couldn't contain his excitement and joy, and took a taxi to Laojie with Chuanpuyang and Xiaohei, who were clad in their clothes and fighting for the right to take care of the grain seedlings.
Seeing a goat as big as a calf squeeze into the car, the taxi driver almost peed in fear.
When the taxi stopped at the intersection of the old street, the taxi driver refused to enter the gloomy old street at night, so Fangzheng had no choice but to walk into the old street. Sure enough, from a long distance away, he saw the jade shop. , Mingdian, and fake bookstore lights are on, shining on the street outside the door.
Familiar scenes that haven't been seen for a long time reappeared.
Grandpa Yan Chixia was carving the jade in his hand in the jade shop. He seemed to feel something. He raised his head and saw Fang Zheng and the little guy Yiyi who ran into the jade shop with Xinxi.
Ming shop.
Mr. Fu burned paper money and ingots at the entrance of Mingdian. The stack was so high that it seemed that he wanted to pay off all the paper money and ingot debts accumulated in the past month or so.
If paper money Yuanbao also has Huabei and Borrowing businesses, and can pay off the arrears in one go.
Butcher Zhang, whom I haven't seen for two months, is the same as in the past.
Sitting in Ming shop, with chopsticks sandwiching pork head meat, paired with small wine.
Hearing the movement outside the street, Zuo Qianhu from the fake bookstore next door also came out at this time to check the situation.
The little guy in Yiyi had already run over to hug Zuo Qianhu.
Zuo Qianhu laughed happily.
"Mr. Fu! Butcher Zhang! Brother Zuo! You are finally back. You have been away for a month or two. Why have you all gone to the far west of the motherland? You can't be reached by mobile phone!"
"What is there on the other side that can make you all run over there together?"
(end of this chapter)