Facing Daoist Feng's sudden turn.

looked at Daoist Feng still holding a cold and shining sharp ore pickaxe in his hand.

The expression on Fang Zheng's face was calm.

No surprises.

There was no frightening either.

Killed Feng Daochang twice in a row, in fact, Fang Zheng has been waiting, waiting for when Feng Daochang will find him.

"Brother Dao, why do you say this?" Fang was facing the strange smile that Feng Daochang showed at him, he smiled, his expression relaxed and natural.

I can't beat him.

Kill and can't kill him.

Resist and can't resist.

In the Taoist temple, it is called that the heavens should not be, and the earth is not spiritual.

Why should he be afraid of this madman in front of him?

Shouldn't it be... Should the demon be more worried, when will he be killed for the third time?

"When I died twice, and when I returned to the Taoist temple from outside twice, and I would meet my junior brother in the Taoist temple, I already guessed that it was my junior brother who killed me twice in a row. After Feng Daochang finished speaking, he clanged and actually threw down the mining pickaxe in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Feng Daochang actually took the initiative to give up resistance.

"Senior brother, can you tell me that I am night... What's going on?"

Fang Zheng looked at Daoist Feng in front of him and frowned.

I thought to myself, what the hell is this Feng Daochang doing?

It doesn't seem to be crazy during the day, and it seems that he still maintains a very sober sanity?

"Brother Dao, you're now... Not crazy?" asked Fang Zheng in confirmation.

"It seems... The hesitation on my brother's face had already told me that I would go crazy every night... Sure enough, the people here can't escape this curse in the end......" Daochang Feng said with a wry smile for a while.

It was only at this time that Fang Zheng was somewhat convinced that Daoist Feng in front of him should not be the Daoist who would go crazy every night.

Because the stunned expression on a person's face does not conform to the current state of mind, it does not mean that disguise can be easily disguised.

The two of them, after a short exchange, both figured out a few questions.

Daoist Feng knew, and every night, he would go to the Medicine King Hall to refine the pill.

At the same time, Fang Zheng also knew why Feng Daochang was digging tunnels.

The reason is simple.

What would you do when you come home and find that your home has been demolished and turned upside down, and there is no police officer in this world responsible for catching thieves?

Check the house first, is the thief still there?

And then clean up and tidy up your house, right?

Daoist Feng was doing just that, and after checking all the Taoist temples, he couldn't find the culprit who demolished his Taoist temple, so he began to refill the landfill and repair the tunnel. This is the scene where Fang Zheng came back.

When it came to who demolished his Taoist temple, Daoist Feng had been looking at Fang Zheng deeply, deeply, deeply.

As for the origin of nuts.

It's a pity that there are not many clues, and Daoist Feng only mentioned that it was a long time ago, when he was repairing a dilapidated Taoist temple and cutting down a pine tree, he unintentionally harvested it.

"In fact, the natural materials and treasures in the blessed land have long lost their original attraction to us. Cultivation is not possible, and alchemy cannot be taken by oneself. Maybe the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the blessed land are very important cultivation resources for you, but for those of us who have fallen in the blessed land, it is just like a pile of useless stones and weeds on the side of the road, and occasionally we are interested in collecting some unique treasures. But more often than not, it is the collected spirit grass elixir that rots, withers, and is discarded like garbage. ”

Feng Daochang continued: "As for the woman's arm, I have an impression of this arm, and that's because the woman's hand suddenly fell from the sky in the Lingshan Taoist Temple during the daytime. ”

"The arm that was devoured by the blessed land suddenly fell from the sky, the junior brother should be able to imagine the scene at that time, right?"

Seeing Fang Zheng nodding and talking about his arm, Feng Daochang's face showed a different color, and asked, "Has that junior brother noticed that that hand has been writing, as if it is conveying something to the outside world?"

Finally got to the important clues!

Fang Zheng's expression was straight, and he hurriedly asked, "What did Brother Dao discover?"

"Don't hide it, brother, I've been observing that hand for the past two days, but that hand has no eyes, so the writing looks like a mess, like a random graffiti, and I haven't understood what the hand wants to tell me. ”

Feng Daochang: "A place, or rather, people like your time, seem to prefer to be called by coordinates. ”

A touch of surprise appeared in Fangzheng's heart, coordinates?

Next, according to what Feng Daochang said, it has not been a few days since the blessed land was opened, and Fang Zheng has only been in this ghost city for a long time, so he still doesn't fully understand this ghost city.

On the contrary, Daochang Feng was trapped here for too long, so he was already very familiar with every grass and tree here. Therefore, when you see the hand's writing on the ground, you immediately recognize it as a place name.

"Brother Dao, why does this city exist, and what is in this city?"

"Have you ever heard a word?"

"What?"

"It's dark, don't go out. ”

......

Night.

The moonlight shines into this city, and the city at night is very dark, very depressing, and very calm.

Tang Gaomin, Xu Jian and a few others were the four awakened students who sneaked out when the patrolmen in the security zone were not paying attention.

It's like every school, there will always be a few students who are disobedient, who like to skip school, and stay in the Internet café next to the school.

In fact, this blessed land was opened, and the awakened people like them, who were recruited by the government, had been told early in the morning that for personal safety, they could only stay in the peripheral security area, absorb the strong aura, and strive for the opportunity to break through.

Unless you can break through to the realm of night travel in this opportunity.

Only the night tour envoy can have enough power to protect himself, go deep into the blessed land to explore, and look for a greater opportunity to break through the cultivation.

And the lack of strength and vainly trying to go deep into the blessed land are just to die in vain.

But obviously.

The few people in front of them are the most restless thorny students, who "skip school" when others are not looking.

For young people who have played too many games, there is actually a very serious sequelae, that is, everyone wants to open up a copy of the wasteland, and they dream of countless benefits of opening up the wasteland.

But I forgot the most essential point, the reality is not to play games, and you can be resurrected if you die playing games.

And if you die here, you won't have a second chance.

At this time, several people forgot to leave the city in time because of the day, and when it was dark, they found themselves lost in the city of Nuoda.

At this time, a few people, facing the fact that at night, the ghosts and things in the whole city disappeared inexplicably, and only their emptiness was left, and the quiet streets were quiet, and the more they walked, the more panicked they became.

Even because he was too scared, he didn't dare to turn on the flashlight, for fear of attracting terror in the dark

They complained all the way, and at this time, they no longer had the strength to complain to each other, and they just wanted to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

As they walked, suddenly, they heard something unusual.

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