Day by day.

Fang Zheng, who had finished a day's practice, looked at the sky outside the window, and prepared to continue to take his clothes to the nursery.

"Blackie, Blackie. ”

"Where are you hiding, I'm taking you to the nursery, not to the pet hospital for injections, why do you hide for me every time I want to take you to the nursery. ”

"Xiao Hei, hurry up, if I find you, believe it or not, I will directly put your shrine box in the Zuo Qianhu store for ten days and half a month?"

Meow~

The little milk cat finally came out from the direction of the kitchen, wilting.

Fang Zheng looked funny: "I don't let me worry every time." ”

Meow~ Xiao Hei protested in a low voice, listless.

Looking at every time I was afraid to go to the nursery, oh, no, it was Xiao Hei who went to Zuo Qianhu and the old street where Mr. Fu was, as if he wanted it to live, Fang Zheng was curious, is the old street really so terrifying for these ghostly ghosts?

An hour later.

Yiyi walked ahead, hurriedly ran into Zuo Qianhu's store, and looked at the shelves, but soon, she immediately lowered her head in frustration.

The woodcarved handicrafts on the shelves are still not sold.

Fang Zheng, who just walked into the store, looked at Yiyi, who was silent and in a very depressed mood, and touched Yiyi's head comfortingly.

The zombie prop costume Bo Mei has not appeared for several days.

Maybe it's finally that you don't have to play the dead anymore?

After Fang Zheng comforted Yiyi a few more words, he left Zuoqianhu's store and came to the underworld shop next door to greet Mr. Chaofu and Butcher Zhang.

But as soon as I entered the store, I found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere today.

In Mr. Fu's shop, he met Captain Fei, who he hadn't seen for several days, but Captain Fei didn't seem to have come to find Mr. Fu today, because he didn't see Captain Fei coming with a coffin or corpse. On the contrary, Captain Fei took some photos and respectfully discussed something with Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang.

The air atmosphere is a little dignified.

Seeing the square man entering the door, Captain Fei immediately closed his mouth, as if he was avoiding something.

Just in the next second, Captain Fei glanced at the guitar backpack Fang Zheng was carrying behind in surprise: "I haven't seen you for half a month, when did Brother Fang become a musician?"

Fang Zheng said in a low-key manner: "Low-key, low-key, in fact, I have always had a dream of being a musician standing on the podium of the Golden Melody Awards." ”

After hearing this, Captain Fei sighed: "Then I don't know what kind of musical instrument Brother Fang is good at? I see that this backpack on Brother Fang's back should be... Guitar, right?"

Fangzheng: "I like folk clusters, it is a national classical percussion instrument, low-key, low-key. ”

Captain Fei was even more surprised and curious, and asked if he could see Fangzheng's musical instrument, where did Fangzheng dare to take out the strengthened knife box and ghost head knife in front of him, just say next time, next time.

Then, Fang Zheng greeted Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang, and was about to leave, he didn't ask Captain Fei what they were talking about before.

Although he was also very curious, what was the photo in Captain Fei's hand? It should be kept so secret? I don't know if it was Fang Zheng's gaze that attracted Butcher Zhang's attention, Butcher Zhang said to Captain Fei: "It's okay, Fang Zheng has a quota for a place, it doesn't matter if he wants to see it." ”

Hearing this, Captain Fei's expression on his face relaxed, and at the same time, his heart moved quietly.

I didn't expect the Founder brothers to have such a pivotal position in the hearts of these big people... Even such an important event has a precious place.

So, Fang Zheng had a few more photos in his hand.

At this glance, Fang Zheng's tone was surprised: "Is this a pair of dumbbells growing in the stomach?"

"These R-class bloody hands are women's hands?"

Butcher Zhang looked at Fang Zheng: "What do you think of these?"

Fang Zheng: "Time and space chaos?

"It seems that you have learned a lot from this trip. Butcher Zhang was neither surprised nor surprised, neither affirmed nor denied.

But Fang Zheng felt that this matter was basically nine times out of ten.

Unexpectedly, he had just discussed the opening of the blessed land in the group, and now he immediately got the news about the opening of the blessed land, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, Fang Zheng suppressed the surprise in his heart, and asked curiously: "These photos are from our city?"

However, several people did not answer.

Again, there is neither affirmation nor denial.

This intriguing silence had to make Fang Zheng think more, if it weren't for the city, Butcher Zhang and Mr. Fu wouldn't have to choose silence, right?

However, the opening of the blessed land is a matter of strategic secrets, and it seems reasonable to take secrecy measures before opening it to prevent the leakage of information and leak the specific location of the blessed land in advance, so it seems reasonable to adopt secrecy without mentioning a word?

After chatting for a while, Fang Zheng said hello and left the underworld, preparing to go to the university town.

However, when passing by the door of Zuo Qianhu's store, Fang Zheng subconsciously glanced in, and saw Xiao Hei like a lucky cat, his body was stiff and motionless, and he also saw Yiyi, still in a depressed mood.

Fang Zheng thought about it, so he entered Zuo Qianhu's store, these handicrafts were placed in his store in the university town, there should be college students to buy them, right?

The main thing is that he looks at Yiyi every day and returns disappointed, and he is really worried about what childhood psychological shadow will be left.

......

When Fang Zheng arrived in the university town, it was about eight o'clock in the evening.

Fang Zheng was just about to open the door, and the result... Normal Soul +1, Normal Soul +1,

+1，+1，+1......

In an instant, ten wisps of soul qi flew from the old site of the Faculty of Humanities across the wall.

Fang Zheng was first surprised: "This time, the Special Operations Department brought a ghost thing with a mine at home? ”

Then he smiled with joy.

Fang Zheng hummed a pleasant song, took a brisk step, opened the door and was about to enter the store, but at this moment, a female customer entered the store.

Female customer: "Boss, are you here for a fortune teller?"

Fang Zheng didn't look back: "Today's employees have a holiday, temporarily closed for a day, and they want to tell fortunes and come back tomorrow." ”

Wait a minute!

Fang Zheng seemed to notice something unusual, and when he looked back, it turned out that he didn't know anyone, and in front of him was a mediocre-looking woman.

Fang Zheng's eyes were suspicious, could it be that I was thinking too much?

"Do you want a fortune teller? Come on, come on, please sit in the store. "Before Fang Zheng changed, this time he greeted him with a smile.

Female customer: "Didn't the boss say that the employees have a holiday today and will be closed for a day?"

Fang Zhengle smiled and said: "Congratulations girl, you have become the luckiest customer of our store, there will be the boss himself to look at your face, count your career, count your marriage, this boss and I can beat the staff ten streets away." ”

Founder enthusiastically invites people to the store.

The female customer did not suspect him, and when she entered the store, the female customer just turned her back on the other party. Then, a palm pierced through the back and pierced the female customer's chest, lifting the female customer in the air.

Not a single drop of blood flowed.

The female customer looked at Fang Zheng calmly: "How did you see through me?"

"Hehe, because you smell of her perfume. Fang Zheng smiled on his face, but his eyes were cold.