Tonight is everyone's reunion after a long absence.

Everyone gathered around a few buckets of KFC family buckets on the table, talking and laughing, and talking loudly in the old street, without the sorrow after parting and reunion, and without too much worry.

Later, even the head of the capital came to Lao Cai.

Yiyi was like being held by the stars, sitting in the middle of a circle of adults, the little guy was happy, and the two lights in his eyes flashed quickly, flashed.

Yan Chixia, Dujiaotou, and Zuo Qianhu all came to the underworld.

Even the Chuanpu sheep has a big tongue and blows in the sea from the south to the north on the table.

It was a sleepless night.

It wasn't until just before dawn that the table was over.

Before the dismissal, Zuo Qianhu took Yiyi, Chuanpu Yang and Xiao Hei to the fake bookstore next door, and in the shop, only Mr. Fu, Butcher Zhang and Fang Zheng were left.

Fang Zheng's eyes moved.

I knew the main event was finally coming.

He asked Butcher Zhang before, why everyone went to the Tibetan area, but at that time, no one gave Fang Zheng an answer, and it was not until this moment that Fang Zheng understood thoughtfully......

Perhaps, this matter involves Yiyi, and Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang don't want Yiyi to hear about it.

What is going on?

Need to let Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang treat them so carefully?

Mr. Fu seemed to be always busy, and Mr. Fu stepped on the stairs and went up to the second floor. Fang Zheng followed Butcher Zhang to the back hall of the shop.

In the back hall of the shop, there is a sarcophagus.

It was the sarcophagus that Fang Zheng brought back from Siam and sealed with empty clothes.

Butcher Zhang stood in front of the sarcophagus, silent for a while, for a second, for two seconds.

Fang Zheng was also surprisingly quiet at this time.

There is no rush to the butcher, eager to know the answer immediately.

"We have found out where the last soul is when the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi are withdrawn, but there is no way to enter that place for the time being, and we must wait for the second round of spiritual energy recovery to come before we can enter. After about ten seconds of silence, Butcher Zhang looked at the sarcophagus in front of him and calmly said a message that Fang Zheng could no longer calm down.

Fang Zheng's face turned to surprise after the initial surprise.

I didn't expect to find the three souls and seven spirits of Qi Yiyi so quickly.

It was a real surprise.

But soon, Fang Zheng seemed to think of something again, and his brows furrowed.

Do I have to have a second round of Reiki revival to enter?

Doesn't that mean that as long as you don't enter the second round of aura revival for one day, then it will never be possible to find all the three souls and seven spirits?

At least he was hopeless in this life.

As for where the last soul of Yiyi is, the answer is self-evident.

At the same time, Fang Zheng finally understood why everyone avoided Yiyi.

Suffering the pain of being pulled away alive by the three souls and seven spirits during his lifetime, and enduring countless dark years of suppression, this is too cruel for Yiyi, who has now degenerated to the age of a child of only seven or eight years old.

Children should maintain their innocence.

Carefree.

Innocent.

As for the stress of life.

Just leave it to the adult world to carry the weight forward.

"Zhang Butcher ......"

Butcher Zhang didn't wait for Fang Zheng to finish speaking, he started to talk about himself.

Butcher Zhang's personality has always been taciturn, and he doesn't have many words, but Fang Zheng soon knew why Butcher Zhang had disappeared these days.

It turned out that when Butcher Zhang was dealing with the old evil spirit in the city, he unintentionally got the clue that the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi were extracted, and one of the souls was suppressed, so he later entered Tibet alone.

However, there are countless magnificences, ruins and miracles in the Tibetan area, which is the most magical place in myths and legends, and at the same time, there are also infinite unknown dangers.

Hearing this, a warmth rose in Fangzheng's heart.

At the same time, he felt more and more that he owed Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang more and more favors.

For the sake of themselves and their clothes, Zhang Butcher and they never asked for anything in return, and they helped again and again.

"Get ready. Butcher Zhang suddenly said three words that made Fang Zheng scratch his head.

Founder: "?"

"As soon as Mr. Fu's side is ready, he will immediately merge the two souls of clothes and clothes. Butcher Zhang's words were like a bombshell, and Fang Zheng was overjoyed.

Although when he discussed the matter of the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi with Chuanpu Yang before, Chuanpu Yang had already mentioned that Mr. Fu might have a way to fuse the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi again.

But what you know is what you know.

When he learned that it could be implemented, Founder couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Butcher Zhang, did Mr. Fu say when it will start? If there is any request, just say it! I don't know if I want Arowana oil, Luhua peanut oil, or genetically modified soybean oil, but I can still go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire. ”

For the sake of clothing, Fangzheng volunteered.

Butcher Zhang: "......"

Fangzheng, this kid is not honest for a day.

If you swear an oath, you have to play tricks.

Thinking of this, the corners of Butcher Zhang's mouth hooked an imperceptible arc, and then immediately disappeared, turning into an indifferent rectal man again.

It is precisely because of Fangzheng's impropriety that the twilight pension life of several old guys has re-created ripples.

A youthful feeling of vitality......

"Maybe not so soon, the three souls and seven spirits of Yiyi were extracted by the old demon Buddha, one of the three sects of Tantra, the founder of his mental realm, this matter is not so simple, Mr. Fu needs to find a helper to complete this matter together. Butcher Zhang said with a solemn expression.

It turned out that it was long before Founder came to the store.

Mr. Fu, Butcher Zhang and others have already opened the coffin and seen the empty skin bag in the sarcophagus, which represents one of the three souls of meaning.

Mr. Fu has also found a solution.

But the Old Demon Buddha Dharma is boundless, so things get a little tricky.

Hearing that the time was not so fast, and he had to wait for someone, Fang Zheng was slightly disappointed.

But it soon recovered.

It is better to see the light of hope than to have no hope.

At this moment, Mr. Fuku, who had originally gone up to the second floor, stepped on the squeaky wooden staircase and went down to the first floor again.

Mr. Fu, who went downstairs again, actually had one more thing in his hand.

It was a woman embroidered shoe.

When he saw the embroidered shoe in Mr. Fu's hand, Fang Zheng was slightly shocked and let out a surprised sound.

This woman embroidered shoes.

Fang Zheng has seen it.

It was the single embroidered shoe in the wooden box on the second floor.

I didn't see any movement from Mr. Fu, he raised the single embroidered shoe in his hand, threw it on the street outside the store very casually, and then ignored it again.

Fang Zheng, who couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, hurriedly stepped forward and asked Mr. Fu what the situation was?

Mr. Fuku's answer was quite simple.

"I'm waiting for someone. ”

"If someone walks past the door of the shop and picks up the embroidered shoe, that person is the one I'm waiting for. ”

After listening to Mr. Fu's answer, Fang Zheng sighed, first looked at Mr. Fu, and then turned his head to look at the embroidered shoes of the woman who was casually thrown outside the door.

Mr. Fuku, are you really serious?

Fang Zheng didn't have the courage to ask Mr. Fu, who had a serious face, and secretly asked Butcher Zhang: "Butcher Zhang, that embroidered shoe, shouldn't it be a token of love between Mr. Fu and someone else?"

Fang Zheng roared inside.

The fire of gossip burns brightly.

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