Chapter 642 - Not all the way

"Occupy the Blessed Land Passage?"

Fang Zheng looked at the lineman in front of him.

The lineman under the mask of Huang Daxian Stone only showed a pair of eyes, and a strange light flashed in her eyes, looking at Fang Zheng who was standing opposite her: "You don't know?"

"When you were following the trail of the amulet, I thought you already knew. ”

According to the interpretation of the lineman, Siam is a Buddhist country, and this time the blessed land is opened, and there is not only one passage, but also the Buddhist temples with ancient history in Siam are all passages.

However, the passages have forbidden methods blessed by Siamese masters in the past, and in order to safely pass through these forbidden passages, you must have special amulets in order to pass through them.

The Buddha card refined by the previous generation of practitioners in Siam is the key to the passage.

Fang Zheng's eyes sank, and the death of Ah Pai and the Buddhist card in Ah Pai's neck directly appeared in his mind.

"How do you know so well? You've been following me? You killed Ah Pai, and you snatched the Buddha card?"

I don't know, the connector shook his head.

"His death has nothing to do with me, I did want to grab the amulet that night, but when I went, the person was already dead, and the amulet had been snatched, and then I saw you appear. ”

Fang Zheng was still a little skeptical.

The lineman spoke calmly: "If I really killed the person, I won't deny it." ”

The implication is that I don't bother to deny it.

Next, according to Fang Zheng's conversation with the lineman, he gradually cleared up his thoughts.

Now that the opening of the blessed land of Siam can no longer be hidden, more and more practitioners from all over the world are gathering here.

That's why the number of Westerners in the city is increasing every day.

In this case, it is almost impossible for the lineman to seize a blessed land passage alone, that is, to defend a Buddhist temple alone.

So the lineman found Founder.

Although the enemy is not a friend or foe, in the face of interests, the enemy can also temporarily ally become a friend of common interests.

Moreover, everyone is from the same country, and Founder, who knows the roots, is more in line with the conditions for alliance than cooperating with others.

At the beginning, in the blessed land, Fang Zheng sacrificed his own interests, but also encouraged everyone to kill more ghosts, all of which were moving, so the lineman thought that Fang Zheng was principled and kept the bottom line, as long as Fang Zheng really cooperated with you, he Fang Zheng would not go back on his word, be greedy in front of interests, and suddenly stick a knife in the back.

There's a saying that makes sense:

The person who knows you best will always be the enemy who studies you thoroughly.

It's just that the direction of the wireman's research is a bit strange... Thanks to Founder didn't know about it.

Fang Zheng sneered: "The person who entered my hotel room a few days ago, is it you?"

"I don't believe it's a coincidence that you're at the hotel?"

I didn't expect the connector to admit it directly.

However, the first theft was just a coincidence, and the lineman did not instruct Nama or kill him.

Only the second time someone entered the Founder room, it was indeed the Connector.

Because at first, the lineman thought that Fang Zheng had killed Ah Pai, so the lineman wanted to find the Buddha card, but in fact, the lineman didn't steal anything.

Fang Zheng was not naΓ―ve enough to fully believe the lineman's words, but he was not absolutely sure that the lineman was lying: "Since you want to cooperate with me, then at least let me trust you first, why don't you tell me first, how to solve the curse I am carrying?"

The lineman glanced at Fangzheng, and there were only two words: "No solution." ”

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, his eyes gradually became cold, and before he could speak, the lineman had already spoken again: "But I can provide unconditionally, where did I buy the specific address and person of the antiquities in the tomb." ”

"You just have to follow this clue and you should be able to find out which tomb your curse came from. ”

Fang Zheng groaned.

There was no immediate response.

The lineman continued: "However, I don't recommend that you follow this clue now, you should know that the tomb is not peaceful. ”

"I believe you have also realized the severity of the curse on your body, and if you rashly go down to those historical tombs, you are likely to die in vain. ”

How could Fang Zheng not understand this truth.

That's what he thought of.

These ancient tombs have a long history, maybe they dig up casually and dig out a thousand-year-old female zongzi.

Millennium?

That's at least the level of scourge, right?

For example, digging up a dry corpse?

As soon as the dry corpse came out, there was a great drought in the world.

The red land is thousands of miles, and the dry water is broken.

Of course, the wind, fire and flood caused by the scourge travel are not as exaggerated as Chidi Qianli, but it is by no means something that can be dealt with by night travelers.

Fang Zheng took a closer look and found that he had to be at least at the level of a day travel envoy.

"Since you told me the clue, I won't kill you today, you can go, we are not all the way, and the next time we meet will be a never-ending ending. ”

Fang Zheng left the rooftop with his back on his back, not interested in forming an alliance with the Connector.

As he said, he and the lineman are not all the way.

Fang Zheng walked to the staircase, and before he was about to get off the rooftop, his footsteps suddenly paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at the connector behind him, and said with a smile on his face: "By the way, I almost forgot to ask, I've always been curious, is your real identity a man or a woman?"

"Is it him who is a stroke, or is she a glance and a finger?"

The lineman was unmoved.

There is no opening.

Fang Zheng shrugged indifferently and continued to turn away.

Before going down the stairs, he raised a hand and waved it to the lineman behind him: "Before leaving, remember to clean up Nama's body on the ground, I thank you for this time on behalf of the hotel." ”

"Look, how good it is to be a good person......"

"Not only can you live in the sun, but there are also people who say thank you to you. ”

"It's tiring to be a bad person. ”

"The evil is shallow, but the hermit is deep... What is owed will be repaid. ”

The lineman watched Fang Zheng completely disappear behind the stairs before he withdrew his gaze and stood calmly in place for a while, under the stone face, no one could see his joy and sorrow.

From beginning to end, even the lineman didn't glance at the corpse at his feet.

After about three or four minutes, the lineman turned around and left, only to see that the black shadow under the lineman's feet seemed to come to life and swallowed the corpse on the ground.

At this time, the moonlight in the sky happened to be covered by dark clouds, and the light on the rooftop was dim.

When the dark clouds cleared and the moonlight shone again, the corpses on the rooftop had disappeared, leaving no trace.

......

Just as the lineman left, under the dark night, a figure followed out of the hotel, far behind the lineman.

It's square.

In Fang Zheng's eyes, the lineman is a little expert in making trouble, and if he does not form an alliance with the lineman, it does not mean that the lineman has given up the blessed land passage and will not find other helpers.

In Siam now, there is no shortage of cultivators.

If you want to occupy the blessed land passage, you must have to fight, right?

As long as there is a group fight, there must be casualties, right?

With so many people fighting, there must be a high yield of wool, and you don't have to fight to die, you can have wool, this is the correct posture of wool!