Tonight is our long-awaited reunion.
Later, even the head coach came to Laojie.
Everyone gathered around a few family buckets on the table, talking and laughing, chatting loudly in their own small world in the old street, without the sorrow after parting and reunion, and without too much worry about words.
Yiyi sat among a circle of adults as if being held by stars, the little guy was happy, and the two groups of light in his eyes flickered quickly.
Yan Chixia, Du Jiaotou, and Zuo Qianhu all came to Mingdian.
Even the Chuanpu sheep are talking with their tongues, bragging on the table.
It's been a sleepless night.
It was not until almost before dawn that the table was full of trouble.
Before the banquet was over, Zuo Qianhu took Yiyi, Chuan Puyang and Xiao Hei to the fake bookstore next door. In the Ming store, only Mr. Fu, Butcher Zhang and Fang Zheng were left.
Fangzheng's eyes moved.
I knew the main event was finally coming.
He asked Butcher Zhang and the others why they went to the Tibetan area, but at that time, no one gave Fang Zheng an answer. It was only now that Fang Zheng finally understood...
Perhaps, Yiyi was involved in this matter, and Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang didn't want Yiyi to hear about it.
What is it
Do Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang need to treat them with such caution
Mr. Fu seems to be always busy. Mr. Fu stepped on the stairs and went up to the second floor. It was Butcher Zhang who brought Fang Zheng to the back hall of Mingdian.
In the back hall of Mingdian, there is a sarcophagus.
It was Fangzheng who brought back from Siam and sealed the sarcophagus that contained the empty skins.
Butcher Zhang stood in front of the sarcophagus, silent for a second, then two seconds.
Fang Zheng was surprisingly quiet at this time.
There is no rushing butcher, eager to know the answer right away.
"We have found that Yiyi's three souls and seven souls have been pulled away. Where is the last soul, but there is no way to enter that place for the time being, and we must wait for the second round of spiritual recovery to enter." There was silence for about ten seconds. Butcher Zhang looked at the sarcophagus in front of him, and calmly said something that made Fangzheng unable to stay calm anymore.
After Fang Zheng was initially surprised, his face turned into surprise.
Unexpectedly, Qi Yiyi's three souls and seven souls were found so soon.
This is really a pleasant surprise.
But soon, Fangzheng frowned as if thinking of something.
Do I need a second round of spiritual recovery to enter
Doesn't that mean that as long as one day does not enter the second round of spiritual recovery, it will never be possible for Yiyi to find all three souls and seven souls
At least he is hopeless in this life.
As for where Yiyi's last soul is, the answer is self-evident.
At the same time, Fangzheng finally understood.
Why do you want to avoid Yiyi? During his lifetime, he suffered the pain of being taken away alive, and endured countless dark years of suppression. This is too cruel for Yiyi, who is only seven or eight years old now.
Children should maintain their innocence.
Carefree.
simple and naive.
As for the pressure of life.
Just leave it to the adult world to take care of it.
"Butcher Zhang..."
Butcher Zhang didn't wait for Fangzheng to finish speaking, he started talking on his own.
Zhang Butcher's character has always been taciturn, he doesn't talk much, but Fangzheng soon knew why Zhang Butcher disappeared these days.
It turned out that when Butcher Zhang dealt with the old evil spirit in the city, he accidentally got clues about where Yiyi's three souls and seven souls were taken away, and where one of them was suppressed, so he later went to Tibet alone.
But there are countless magnificence, relics and miracles in the Tibetan area. It is the most magical place in myths and legends. At the same time, there are infinite unknown dangers hidden. .
"Get ready." Butcher Zhang suddenly said three words that made Fang Zheng puzzled.
Fangzheng: "?"
"As soon as Mr. Fu is ready, he will immediately open the altar and fuse the two souls of Yiyi." Butcher Zhang's words were like a bombshell, and Fang Zheng was overjoyed.
Although before he discussed Yiyi's three souls and seven souls with Chuan Puyang, Chuan Puyang had already mentioned that Mr. Fu might have a way to fuse Yiyi's three souls and seven souls again.
Knowing is knowing.
When he learned that it could be implemented in detail, Fangzheng still couldn't help being overjoyed.
"Butcher Zhang, did Mr. Fu say when the Dharma altar will be opened? If you have any requirements, just say so! I don't know if I want Arowana oil, Luhua peanut oil, or genetically modified soybean oil for the oil pan. It's still possible."
Fangzheng volunteered for Yiyi.
Butcher Zhang: "..."
Fangzheng is not a day of honesty.
To make an oath is to play tricks.
Thinking of this, Zhang Butcher's mouth curled into an imperceptible arc, and then disappeared immediately, turning into an indifferent straight man again.
It was precisely because of Fangzheng's unscrupulousness that the retirement life of the old guys had ripples again, and there was a feeling of youthful life infinitely flourishing...
"It may not be so fast. Yiyi's three souls and seven souls were taken away by one of the three sects of Tantra, the founder of his mind world, the old devil Buddha. This matter is not so simple. Mr. Fu needs to find a helper to teach together altar." Butcher Zhang said with a solemn expression.
It turned out that it was long before Fangzheng came to Mingdian.
Mr. Fu, Butcher Zhang and others have already opened the coffin and seen the empty skin bag of one of the three representative souls in the sarcophagus.
Mr. Fu has also found a countermeasure.
But Lao Mo Buddha's Dharma is boundless, so things become a little tricky.
Fangzheng was a little disappointed when he heard that the time was not so fast and he had to wait for someone.
But soon recovered.
It is better to see the dawn of hope than to have no hope.
At this moment, Mr. Fu, who had gone up to the second floor, stepped on the creaking wooden stairs and went down to the first floor again.
Mr. Fu, who went downstairs again, had something extra in his hand.
It was a woman's embroidered shoe.
When Fangzheng saw the embroidered shoe in Mr. Fu's hand, Fangzheng was slightly startled and let out a surprised cry.
This woman's embroidered shoe.
Fangzheng has seen it.
It was the single embroidered shoe in the wooden box on the second floor.
Mr. Fu did not see any movement. He raised the single embroidered shoe in his hand and casually threw it on the street outside the store, and then he never ignored it again.
Fang Zheng, who couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, hurried forward and asked Mr. Fu what's going on
Mr. Fu's answer is very simple.
"I'm waiting for someone."
"If someone walks past the door of Mingdian and picks up the embroidered shoe, that's the person I'll be waiting for."
After listening to Mr. Fu's answer, Fangzheng let out a hiccup, first looked at Mr. Fu, and then turned to look at the woman's embroidered shoes that were casually thrown outside the door.
Mr. Fu, are you serious
Fangzheng didn't have the guts to ask the serious-looking Mr. Fu, so he secretly asked Butcher Zhang: "Butcher Zhang, that embroidered shoe, isn't it a token of love between Mr. Fu and someone else?"
Fangzheng roared inwardly.
The fire of gossip is burning brightly.
(end of this chapter)