While thinking, Fangzheng suddenly recalled a detail.
"This time when the person in the painting was casting the crouching vajra seal, my keen perception captured the traces of violent fluctuations of spiritual power in the air..."
"But my Demon Subduing King Kong Seal was born out of the martial arts secret book, and it is activated by the blood and true energy of my body."
Fangzheng's eyes suddenly changed: "Yes! It must be related to the way of exercise!"
"My way of practicing with this world is completely in two ways. If the person in the painting uses spiritual power or negative power to cast my crouching vajra seal, isn't it a program error or a game card bug?"
Fangzheng finally figured out the reason, his eyes lit up, and he discovered a new way to make money!
As long as Huapi Gao's family is willing to spend all their money, he can put Huapi Gao's family into bankruptcy today.
Next comes the seventh cycle...
Eighth cycle...
Fang Zheng, who discovered the new way of making money, cut leeks one after another, and was not in any hurry to break the situation and get out as soon as possible.
Maybe others will be eager to find a way to break the situation, but when it comes to Fang Zheng, an odd number, Fang Zheng is eager to continue the cycle like this.
Fangzheng guessed that the "person" in this ancient painting should also be a kind of painting skin method of Huapi Gao's family, perhaps a higher level of painting skin method, which can clone others.
The description of painted skin in "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" refers to the fact that evil spirits put on human skin painted with colored pens and pretend to be other people in order to split people's stomachs and hearts.
I just don't know if there is an unlimited supply of painted skin ghosts in this ancient painting
Founder didn't know if it was an infinite supply, because after he killed himself for the eleventh time, when he entered the ancient building complex again, new changes had taken place in the ancient building complex this time.
In the quiet ancient buildings that should have been empty and deserted, suddenly there was a sound of rapid dog barking.
The sudden barking of dogs in the middle of the night made Fangzheng's footsteps that were about to move forward involuntarily paused.
Listening carefully, the sound of barking dogs came from not far away, the only old house with lights on.
With the sound of the dog barking, in the empty room that was supposed to be empty, under the light of the lights, a figure was clearly seen shaking.
Squeak.
The door opened.
An old man in a black gown came out from the back room.
The old man walked out of the house, raised his eyelids slightly, and saw Fang Zheng who just happened to come outside the door.
"Young man, old man, do I have a grudge against you?" The old man looked calmly at Fang Zheng who was standing outside the door with a long knife in his hand.
"without."
"Is that a grudge against the old man?"
"also not."
"Since you have no enmity with the old man, young man, why did you draw out your sword with murderous intent when you met the old man?" The old man was referring to the ghost knife that Fang Zheng was holding in his hand at the moment.
Before Fangzheng could answer, there was an old dog with a gray beard in the yard, and it ran to the old man's feet panting after a few steps.
Then he stuck out his tongue spinelessly and knelt down to lick the old man's shoes.
Fangzheng's eyes moved.
Looking at an old man and an old dog in front of him, and then at the old house behind the old man and the dog, his eyes were thoughtful.
He didn't immediately answer the old man's question.
"Young man, do you know that last time you were as reckless as you and ran into my Huapi Gao's family, what happened to him afterwards?"
"Why don't you, old man, let me get into your stomach?" Fangzheng finally answered, but his answer was obviously wrong.
"???"
"Because then I can become a roundworm in your stomach, old man, and I can know what you think, old man." Fangzheng said with a high-fisted tone.
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The old man selectively ignored Fang Zheng's abrupt answer, and started talking to himself.
"Old man, I vaguely remember that the most recent criminal who dared to come to my Huapi Gao's house to attack my Gao's house was probably eighty years ago."
"That day was also a late night like today, and a person who claimed to be good at beating came. Later, the old man took out three souls and seven souls, sealed them into the animal life, and became a watchdog for my Huapi Gao's family."
"I promised him that if he can be a watchdog of my Hua Pi Gao's family, the next time someone comes to attack my Hua Pi Gao's family, I will give him back his freedom, replace the old man with a new one, and let the new man take his place. Be my watchdog for Huapi Gao's family."
As the old man spoke, the old dog with a gray beard on the ground knelt and licked the old man's shoes more diligently.
Being courteous and humble is like begging for mercy.
Listening to the old man's words, Fang Zheng glanced at the old dog kneeling on the ground like a humble licking dog.
After the old man finished speaking, he stroked his fingertips between the brows of the old dog's head, from the brows along the back to the tailbone.
I saw a rickety and thin male old man who was naked, with skin as wrinkled as an old citrus, lingering on his last breath, and his hair and beard were already snow-white, struggling to get out of the old dog's painted skin.
Such an old age seems to be a hundred years old
I was out of breath after walking a few steps.
He is really too old.
Even because of being sealed in the dog's skin all the year round, the body is curled up all the year round, and the bones are deformed and hunchbacked.
Although this is just the ghost of a person, not the flesh.
But being imprisoned in a dog's skin for a period of eighty years, even the ghost could not help but produce some distortions.
"Old Xu, how many years have you followed me?"
"Return, sir, I, I have been with you since I was forty years old... Today I am one hundred and twenty-three years old, so I am about eighty-three years old."
Perhaps it is because he has been imprisoned in the animal skin for many years, lost the ability to move as a human being, and has not spoken for more than 80 years, which made it extremely difficult for the stooped and thin old man to speak. The speech was intermittent, some words were not clear, and it sounded extremely difficult.
"Has it been eighty-three years? Time flies so fast. Old Xu, tell me, how have I treated you during these eighty-three years?" The old man in black looked into the void, his eyes full of sighs and memories.
"Your Excellency has never beaten or scolded me once. He regards, treats me as his own." The stooped and thin old man still spoke with difficulty, intermittently.
"No, I never regarded you as my own, you were just a dog I raised when I was bored, to pass the time."
The crooked and thin old man trembled violently, looking at the old man in black with fear in his eyes, as if recalling some terrible scene in the 80s, he lowered his head, kneeling obsequiously beside the old man in black.
"Big, my lord said... yes."
"I, it's just that my lord has a...pet dog, a watchdog."
There was endless bitterness, helplessness, pain, sorrow, and desolation in the voice, but he dared not show any resentment or resistance.
"Yes, it seems that you are not confused when you are old, and you still have self-knowledge."
"I once promised you that if you treat yourself like a dog of my Huapi Gao family, I promise you to give you back your freedom. I will fulfill the promise I made eighty-three years ago today."
"Thanks, thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" The rickety and thin old man who had been completely tamed and humbled deep into his bones, still knelt on the ground burst into tears of gratitude.
"But living crimes can be avoided, but capital crimes cannot be escaped!" The voice of the old man in black suddenly turned cold.
"Today, two waves of people rushed into my Huapi Gao family. You are too old, your ears are deaf, and you can't even see clearly. It took so long to realize that you are still a member of my Gao family at the age of 123. Watchdog, it is really difficult for you."
Before the rickety and thin old man raised his head to beg, he was slapped into nothingness by a palm.
Then, the old man in black looked at the young and strong Fangzheng: "This time it's your turn."
"You are full of energy and blood, and you have a bit of stupid strength. It happens that I am short of a male tiger who can work hard as a breeding tiger. You can be my Gao family's stud tiger and breed my Gao family's tigress."
(end of this chapter)