Butcher Zhang is an indifferent and straightforward man.
Not as keen on gossip as Fangzheng.
So Fangzheng was destined to be with Butcher Zhang, and he couldn't get any answers.
Fangzheng, who couldn't eat melons, had to leave Mingdian in the end, and went to the fake bookstore next door instead. It was almost dawn, and the old street was going to be quiet again, so he had to pick up Yiyi.
When leaving the Ming shop.
Fangzheng couldn't help but glanced curiously at the embroidered shoe thrown on the street by Mr. Fu.
Isn't Mr. Fu worried about being picked up by ordinary passers-by
Why is Mr. Fu so sure that the person who picked up the embroidered shoes is the one he is waiting for
And the person waiting is a woman
With doubts in his heart, Fangzheng walked to the Zuoqianhu store next door.
"Brother Zuo, I don't know if you have heard a little story? I heard that there are pandas in the mountains of Bashu. Everyone rides pandas to the streets without riding a bicycle. If you make friends in Bashu, you can make friends in Bashu Send pandas…”
As soon as he entered the store, Fangzheng smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said with a harmless smile on his face.
Zuo Qianhu looked at the smile on Fangzheng's face.
I always feel that Fangzheng's smile today is wicked.
"What are you going to say?" Zuo Qianhu was very alert.
Fangzheng rubbed his hands together and smiled: "Brother Zuo, it's been more than half a month since we said goodbye this time, right?"
"A day without seeing each other is like three autumns, let alone more than half a month, there are at least twenty three autumns in between! As the old saying goes, it's hard to say that a friend comes from afar! This time we reunite after a long absence, I will send Brother Zuo It’s a gift, Brother Zuo, shouldn’t you also return a gift? I’m not greedy in life, and the killing god Bai Qi carved a wooden magic weapon when I was in trouble last time, Brother Zuo, you can give me another one.”
Fang Zheng thought he was very simple and honest and smiled honestly.
But in the eyes of Zuo Qianhu, Chuan Puyang, and Xiao Hei, they were brazen and met with contempt.
Fangzheng has been going around for so long, but the reason for coming here is actually very simple.
I want to borrow another woodcarving artifact from Zuo Qianhu, so that I can kill that beheaded woman the next time I go to hell.
Even if it is not used to kill a beheaded woman, it is good to keep it for self-defense just in case.
Only the devil knows that next time, next time, next time, if he is forcibly drawn into the spiritual world of the dead, will he encounter a greater crisis
There is a saying that be prepared.
Zuo Qianhu was a little confused: "What did you give me?"
"That family bucket!"
"Zuo Qianhu also ate it just now. Could it be that a big man like Zuo Qianhu just turned around and forgot?"
The more Fangzheng talked, the more sad he became.
Unexpectedly, before Zuo Qianhu could speak, Chuanpu sheep, who was licking the wool, laughed and said, "Sheep boy, your brain is filled with melons, it's all melon balls, right? The whole family barrel is obviously bought by my little niece Yiyi with the money she earned from selling handicrafts to honor our uncles."
Zuo Qianhu: "..."
Fangzheng didn't feel any embarrassment at all when he was exposed face to face, and he said calmly, "Chuan Pu Yang, brother Xiang gave me a dream last night, saying that it missed you."
threaten!
This is a naked threat!
Chuan Puyang was immediately frightened and shut himself up.
Zuo Qianhu: "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"
Zuo Qianhu was a little curious.
Why did Fangzheng suddenly ask for the wood carving he carved
Usually, Fangzheng is a person who knows the importance, and is definitely not a greedy person.
Fangzheng sighed, and began to desperately talk about his misery, how miserable he has been since he was entangled by ancient resentment.
Drinking water plugs hair, boiling water makes hair, pouring water makes hair.
Hair comes out of beverages, hair comes out of soy milk, and hair comes out of washing your face.
Fangzheng spoke out everything from the coffin of a living person, being dragged into a dungeon for no reason, to the ancient grievances entangled him in reality.
After Zuo Qianhu listened, he laughed gloatingly: "Brother Zhiqiu, it seems that you are quite popular with women."
God is so damn feminine.
Am I here to talk about women today
"Brother Zuo, stop making trouble." Fangzheng sighed.
"Brother Zuo, look at me in such a miserable state, why don't you borrow me a 'Killing God Bai Qi' for self-defense..."
Zuo Qianhu put on a serious face this time: "This matter is indeed a big trouble."
"That's right." Fangzheng nodded, thinking that Zuo Qianhu finally agreed.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Qianhu changed the topic: "I will let Mr. Fu take action on this matter, and Mr. Fu will take action, and there will be results immediately."
"I didn't expect that so many things happened in Zhou City after I left for only 20 days."
As soon as Fangzheng heard that Mr. Fu wanted to make a move, he immediately stopped him.
He rarely finds a rich oil well.
It's all about getting rich.
Once Mr. Fu made a move, how could he have anything to do with him
"Brother Zuo, after thinking about it carefully, I think this is also a pretty good opportunity to practice. It's better not to bother Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu is busy with clothes recently. The more critical the moment, we don't want to add trouble to Mr. Fu .”
He couldn't take advantage of Zuo Qianhu's side, so Fangzheng shifted his position and went to find Yan Chixia from the jade shop, but he ended up in vain again.
In the end, Fangzheng left the old street before dawn with some depression.
But as soon as he returned to his hometown, Fang Zheng immediately revived with full blood.
Because he remembered one thing!
"Since relying on others won't work, it seems that I can only rely on myself. Fortunately, I have Yiyi from Zuo Qianhu's lineage. It doesn't matter if Yiyi's skills are not as good as Zuo Qianhu's. After all, I still have human skin scriptures. This artifact of good fortune is close by."
"As infinite as human imagination is, so much is the power of creation of human skin scriptures."
The more Fangzheng thought about it, the more he felt that this method was very feasible.
Yiyi, who had just returned home, noticed Fangzheng looking at her kindly and kindly, the little guy was startled.
The eye sockets seemed to have turned into the word embarrassing.
Do you want her to do homework when you get home
Then, under Fang Zheng's gaze, the little guy obediently took out his math book, lay down in front of the coffee table in the living room, with a sad face, counted addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division with his fingers, and wrote today's math homework.
Fangzheng was surprised.
Why did Yiyi take the initiative to do her math homework as soon as she got home today
What this little guy hates the most is math homework, and he procrastinates whenever he can.
Then Fangzheng looked relieved.
Yiyi finally grows up and finally understands his good intentions.
If the world has grasped mathematics, it is equivalent to capturing the whole world and calling you dad.
Next, Fangzheng began to think seriously.
If you want to make weapons in the spiritual world, where can you find these materials
The first material that Fangzheng thought of first was the coffin board.
This coffin board must be a coffin board in an extremely yin place, and the yin energy must be heavy.
But he didn't know where Zuo Qianhu snatched the leftovers of the coffin last time
However, this is not a problem!
Fangzheng's eyes lit up.
He thought of the seventy-two ghost gates where the gravekeeper's lair was located.
"It seems that I have to go to the seventy-two ghost gates!"
"Now that I have entered the middle stage of the night tour, it is not a problem to fight alone in the late stage of the night tour!"
"This time I'm not only going to grab the coffin boards, but also going to the gravekeeper's lair!"
The last time Yiyi's tone was caused by Butcher Zhang, but Fangzheng has never forgotten the grudge of the grave guard!
Face is what you grow!
Dignity is picked up by oneself!
(end of this chapter)