"Butcher Zhang, are you talking about Brother Zhiqiu?" Zuo Qianhu's eyes moved, and he looked at Butcher Zhang.

Butcher Zhang glanced at Zuo Qianhu beside him: "That's your Zhiqiu brother, not our Zhiqiu brother." ”

"Since you have given people nicknames casually, Fang Zheng has called him Brother Yan, which has caused several of us to be two generations lower than Fang Zheng. ”

Zuo Qianhu smiled a little embarrassedly, and then shouted: "I didn't expect that little guy to be so thick-skinned, and the more he screamed, the more skilled he became." ”

"This kid has a thick skin, and I've only seen it. ”

The old man Yan Chixia, who had a white beard and hair on the side, laughed loudly, and the laughter was like thunder, which showed that this was an old man with a bold personality.

He didn't mean to blame anyone, nor did he object to Fang Zheng calling him Brother Yan, taking advantage of him, and being on an equal footing with him.

At this time, Zuo Qianhu continued: "When it comes to taking advantage, I never suffer losses, I admire that this kid can actually take advantage of the Luo family, when he showed me the green silk that was tied to his wrist by the Luo family's daughter, tsk, scared me, it was a day traveler, this kid took advantage of it, it was bold......

Butcher Zhang glanced at Zuo Qianhu beside him out of the corner of his eye: "You are not afraid that he will not be able to eat, but don't forget, there is a ghost bride curse on his back first." ”

At this time, Du Jiaotou interrupted speechlessly and said: "Hey, hey, I said, are you a little too serious, just now we were talking about a very serious topic of tomb beasts." ”

"Modern living Zhang Fei is the head of the sect. Butcher Zhang glanced at the head of the sect, and suddenly shouted out without a head.

"What are you doing?" said the head of the Metropolitan Sect, who had a harmless face from humans and animals, a little proudly.

"It's okay, looking at your brazenness, I see things and think about people, I seem to see Fangzheng from you, as if I see Fangzheng still alive and well, I haven't seen Fangzheng for two months. Butcher Zhang still had a sentence in his heart that he hadn't said, and he was afraid that he would be a little embarrassed to say it.

It's been a long time since I was away from home.

He was a little homesick.

I miss the Fang Zheng who is full of immodest mouths and can cause trouble every once in a while......

The innocent man who lies down on the gun: "???"

Who did I recruit and who did I mess with?

What do you call me cheeky?

What do you mean by looking at me, seeing things, and thinking about people?

"Butcher Zhang, you must be jealous that we and Yiyi and Fangzheng took a family photo, but without you, right? That's right, you must be jealous that I have a family photo, but you don't. ”

Butcher Zhang: "......"

Everyone: "......"

......

"Ahh

"Who's thinking about me?"

Fang Zheng looked around, a little confused for a while.

It stands to reason that when his physique reaches his level, he will not easily catch a cold.

......

It's still in the belly of the mountain.

Butcher Zhang began to tell everyone in detail about the two tomb beasts he saw at the seventy-two ghost gates.

After listening, Mr. Fu fell into deep thought.

"We all know that the cemetery keeper was allowed to guard the 72 ghost gates for a hundred years, not only because there were a large number of wartime corpses stranded there, so as to prevent the corpses from causing trouble and causing trouble. The most important reason is to keep the true secrets of the seventy-two ghost gates. Mr. Fu pondered as he opened his mouth and said slowly.

"If Butcher Zhang is not mistaken, perhaps, this will be another cemetery where the mountain god is buried after death, if it is a secret involving the mountain god, no one will be able to open the mountain god cemetery before the second round of spiritual energy revival comes, and no one will be able to leave alive after peeping. ”

Mr. Fu's tone of voice was still that flat tone without joy and sorrow, it was a dignified atmosphere, but the words that came out of Mr. Fu's mouth seemed to be calm and calm.

It's like no matter how many stones are thrown into the 10,000-year-old ancient pool, there will be no ripples.

"When we get out, we immediately let the people outside blow up all the entrances to the belly of this mountain. ”

"At the same time, let people pay close attention to the old antique fake dead man who was carried out of the mountains by the corpse bearer, he must know something, he will never appear here for no reason, nor will he come for a vacation. ”

After thinking about it, Mr. Fu said the above two points, and then the group began to pack up and prepare to withdraw from the mountainside.

As Mr. Fu said.

If there is really a mountain god buried here, it is not yet the second round of spiritual energy recovery, how many people will die.

No matter how many strong people come, it is in vain.

Because!

The current concentration of heaven and earth aura is not enough, and it is not yet possible to create a more powerful powerhouse.

Rushing to dig up the tomb where the mountain god is buried will only send him to death in vain.

At present, the only response in the whole country is to mark the coordinates, guard the entrance, and wait for the second round of Reiki recovery in the future......

If, there is no second round of Reiki revival is best.

Then the history they feared most would not repeat itself.

"This time, Butcher Zhang came to Tibet without saying a word, we have found what we are looking for, and we have also found answers to all kinds of visions that happened in this mountain, because there is an ancient tomb where the mountain god is buried after death... It's all over here, and Butcher Zhang is right, we old guys have been away from home for a while, and it's time to get ready to go home. ”

......

......

Fang Zheng didn't know that something had happened thousands of miles away.

Because in the next few days, Fang Zhengyou was busy.

Due to the most frequent typhoons in July, it rained in the coastal provinces for several days, and Founder was entangled by a decapitated woman every day.

Cutting stable leeks every day, Fang Zheng is very busy.

And his cultivation realm is also making rapid progress every day, which is completely different from his physique that can learn everything quickly.

Until another two days passed.

this day.

After several days of rain along the coast, it finally stopped, and it finally stopped raining outside.

When Fang Zheng stood in the bedroom again and turned off the mobile phone in airplane mode for a day, he found that during the day, Captain Fei actually made a phone call.

However, there was only one phone call, so it didn't seem like an important emergency.

Sure enough, as Fang Zheng flipped through the message message, he flipped to a message from Captain Fei.

"Mr. Fu, they have returned to the city. ”

Only a few words, Fang Zheng couldn't suppress his excitement and joy, took his clothes, Chuanpu Yang and Xiao Hei, who were fighting for the right to take care of the seedlings, and took a taxi directly to the old street.

Watching a goat the size of a calf get into the car, the taxi driver almost didn't pee.

When the taxi stopped at the intersection of Lao Cai, the taxi driver was reluctant to drive into the gloomy old street at night, and Fang Zheng had to choose to walk into the old street.

A familiar scene that I haven't seen for a long time is reappearing again.

Old man Yan Chixia was carving the jade in his hand in the jade shop, as if he felt something, he raised his head and saw the clothes of the little guy who ran into the jade shop with Fang Zheng and Xinxi.

Hades shop.

Mr. Fu burned paper money ingots at the door of the shop, and the stack was high, as if he wanted to pay off all the debts of paper money ingots accumulated in the past month or so.

If paper money ingots also have Huabei and borrowing business, they can also be paid in one lump sum.

Butcher Zhang, who I haven't seen for two months, is the same as in the past.

Sitting in the shop, a chopstick with a chopstick and a chopstick with a pig's head meat, accompanied by a little wine.

Hearing the movement outside the street, Zuo Qianhu from the fake bookstore next door also walked out to check the situation at this time.

The little guy in clothes had already run over and hugged Zuo Qianhu.

Zuo Qianhu laughed happily.

"Mr. Fu, Butcher Zhang, Brother Zuo, you have finally returned, you have been gone for a month or two, why have you all gone to the westernmost part of the motherland?

"What the hell is there over there that would make you all run over there en masse?"

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