Butcher Zhang is an indifferent rectal man.

Not as keen on gossip as Founder.

So Fang Zheng was destined to be on Butcher Zhang's side, and he couldn't get any answers.

Fangzheng, who couldn't eat melons, finally had to leave the underworld shop and came to the fake bookstore next door, the day was about to dawn, and the old street was going to be silent again, and he should take away the clothes.

When leaving the shop.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but look at the embroidered shoe that Mr. Fu threw on the street with curiosity.

Isn't Mr. Fu worried that he will be picked up by ordinary passers-by?

Why is Mr. Fu so sure that the person who picked up the embroidered shoes is the one he is waiting for?

And is the person who is waiting for a woman?

With doubts in his heart, Fang Zheng walked to the Zuo Qianhu store next door.

"Brother Zuo, I don't know if you have heard a little story? I heard that there are pandas in the mountains of Bashu, everyone does not ride out of the house, they ride pandas on the street, if you make friends in Bashu, you can let Bashu friends send giant panda ......"

As soon as he entered the store, Fang Zheng smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said with a harmless smile.

Zuo Qianhu looked at the smile on Fang Zheng's face.

I always feel that Fangzheng's laughter today is very thief.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Zuo Qianhu was very alert.

Fang Zheng rubbed his hands together and smiled: "Brother Zuo, we have been parting for more than half a month this time, right?"

"If you don't see each other for a day, it's like every other three autumns, not to mention that it's more than half a month, and there are at least 20 or so three autumns in between! As the old saying goes, it's not uncommon for friends to come from afar! This reunion after a long absence, I have given Brother Zuo a gift, shouldn't Brother Zuo also return the gift? I am not greedy, the last time I went to the Yin when I was in the yin, the killing god Bai Qi wood carving magic weapon, Brother Zuo, you can give me another one. ”

Fang Zheng thought he was very honest and honest.

But in the eyes of Zuo Qianhu and Chuanpu Yang and Xiao Hei, it was shameless and met with contempt.

Fangzheng has been around the bend for so long, in fact, the meaning is very simple.

I want to borrow another wood carving artifact from Zuo Qianhu, and the next time I go to the yin, I will kill the decapitated woman.

Even if it is not used to kill a decapitated woman, just in case, it is good to keep it for self-defense.

The ghost only knows that next time, next time, next time he will be forcibly pulled into the spiritual world of the deceased, will he encounter a greater crisis?

There is a saying called preparedness.

Zuo Qianhu was a little confused when he heard it: "What did you give me?"

"That family bucket!"

"Zuo Qianhu also ate it just now, could it be a big man like Zuo Qianhu and forget about it when he turns his head?"

The more Fang Zheng spoke, the more sad he became.

Who knows, Zuo Qianhu hasn't spoken yet, and the Chuanpu sheep who is licking the wool on the side, who has already dismantled the stage, laughed: "Sheep baby, should your brain be filled with melons, it's all melon ball water, then the whole family bucket is obviously the little niece's clothes and clothes with the money she earned from selling handicrafts to pay tribute to our uncles and uncles." ”

Zuo Qianhu: "......"

Fang Zheng was not embarrassed at all after being exposed in person, and actually said calmly: "Chuanpu Yang, Brother Xiang gave me a dream last night, saying that he missed you." ”

Threat!

This is a naked threat!

Chuanpu Yang was immediately frightened and shut up.

Zuo Qianhu: "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

Zuo Qianhu was a little curious.

Why did Fang Zheng suddenly mention the wood carving he carved.

Usually, Fang Zheng is a person who knows what is important, and he is by no means a greedy person.

Fang Zheng sighed for a long time, and began to desperately talk about how miserable he was since he was entangled in ancient resentments.

Drink water to plug the hair, boil water to have hair, pour water to have hair.

Drink hair in drinks, drink hair in soy milk, and wash your face with hair.

Fang Zheng went from the coffin of the living, to being inexplicably pulled into the dungeon, and then to the ancient resentment entangled with him in reality, and said it one by one.

After Zuo Qianhu listened, he actually gloated and laughed: "Brother Zhiqiu, it seems that you are quite a woman." ”

God has a special woman's fate.

Am I here to talk about women today?

"Brother Zuo, don't make trouble. Fang Zheng sighed.

"Brother Zuo, you see that I am so miserable, otherwise, Brother Zuo will borrow me a 'Killing God Bai Qi' as a ...... for self-defense."

Zuo Qianhu put on a serious face this time: "This matter is indeed a big trouble. ”

"That's right. Fang Zheng nodded, thinking that Zuo Qianhu had finally agreed.

Who knows, Zuo Qianhu changed his words: "I will let Mr. Fu take action in this matter, and Mr. Fu will make a move, and there will be results immediately." ”

"I didn't expect so many things to happen in the city after I was only away for more than 20 days. ”

As soon as Fang Zheng heard that Mr. Fu made a move, he immediately stopped it.

He made a rare discovery of an oil-rich well.

It's all about making a fortune.

As soon as Mr. Fu makes a move, how can he still have his business?

"Brother Zuo, I think about it carefully, I think this is also a pretty good opportunity to practice, or don't bother Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu has been busy with clothes recently, the more critical the moment, let's not add to Mr. Fu's blockage. ”

couldn't take advantage of Zuo Qianhu's side, so Fang Zheng shifted his position again and went to find Yan Chixia in the jade shop, but the result was fruitless.

In the end, Fang Zheng left the old street before dawn with some depression.

But as soon as he returned to his hometown, Fang Zheng immediately resurrected in a state of full blood.

Because he remembered one thing!

"Since relying on others can't go this way, it seems that you can only rely on yourself. Fortunately, I have the clothes of the same vein as Zuo Qianhu, and it doesn't matter if the clothes skills are not as exquisite as Zuo Qianhu, after all, I still have the artifact of creation of the human skin scripture. ”

"As infinite as man's imagination is, so great is the power of the human skin scriptures. ”

The more Fang Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that this method was very feasible.

Yiyi, who had just returned home, noticed Fang Zheng's kind and kind gaze looking at him, and the little guy was shocked at that time.

The eye socket seems to have become embarrassed.

Do you want her to do her homework just when you get home?

Then, under the square gaze, the little guy consciously took out the math book, lay in front of the coffee table in the living room, with a sad face, counted addition, subtraction, multiplication and division with his fingers, and wrote today's math homework.

Fang Zheng was surprised.

Why did Yiyi take the initiative to do her math homework as soon as she got home today?

What this little guy usually hates the most is math homework, which is procrastinated if he can procrastinate.

Then Fang Zheng's eyes were relieved.

Yiyi finally grew up, and he could finally understand his good intentions.

If the world catches math, it is equivalent to catching the whole world, and you have to call you dad.

Next, Fang Zheng began to think seriously.

If you want to make weapons in the spirit world, where can you find this material?

The first material that came to Fangzheng's mind was the coffin board.

This coffin board must be a coffin board in the place of extreme yin, and the yin qi must be heavy.

But he didn't know where Zuo Qianhu grabbed the leftovers of the coffin board last time?

That's not a problem, though!

Fangzheng's eyes lit up.

He thought of the seventy-two ghost gates where the grave keeper's lair was located.

"It seems that I have to go to the seventy-two ghost gates!"

"Now that I have entered the middle stage of the night tour envoy, it is not a problem to resist the late stage of the night tour alone!"

"This time, I'm not only going to grab the coffin board, but also to hit the grave keeper's lair!"

The last time Yiyi's tone was made by Butcher Zhang, but the revenge of the grave keeper, Fang Zheng has never forgotten!

Face is your own!

Dignity is picked up by yourself!

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