Fang Zheng looked curiously at the group of masked people who suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was a little puzzled, since this group of people were masked, they just didn't want people to see their identities, and they were acting secretly.

But the big commotion in front of him didn't seem like it was sneaking.

It's a bit blatant, isn't it?

Covered face, but blatantly, how to see how contradictory, thinking for a moment, Fang Zheng showed a sudden expression.

Cover your ears and steal the bell!

How else can I say that the Chinese characters are broad and profound.

In four words, he described in detail what he wanted to express.

“Hello？”

“Are you ok？”

Fang Zheng said hello.

As a result, I saw that those people actually began to cry, crying in front of him, crying so much that their eyes were red, and they wiped their tears while crying.

Fang Zheng was even more confused.

Which one of these people are playing?

Knocking down someone else's wall again, being smashed by a tree, and now they're crying at him again.

As a result, he still didn't get a reply from the other party, but these people cried even more fiercely, aren't these masked people Western cultivators? Fang Zheng thought in his heart, and then took a closer look, and immediately saw some clues, these people were yellow-skinned people.

Not.

Looking at their body shape, they are generally small, thin, and confirmed their height, these people are Southeast Asian.

"Do I look sad?"

"When you see me, you keep crying, wiping your tears?"

At this time, Fang Zheng saw the leader of the masked people on the street, pointing in the direction of Fang Zheng, no, it was the incense stick in Fang Zheng's hand, and there was a burst of bird singing in his mouth, so angry that he jumped straight to his feet in place, and took out an amber stone in his hand.

It's those Annamite people!

Fang Zheng's eyes sank.

His first thought was that the organization behind the group of Annanites who were wiped out by him not long ago had finally come to the door seeking revenge!

But in the next second, Fang Zheng noticed that the direction of the masked man's finger was not him, but the fortune incense he was holding in his hand.

I don't know what the leader said in a hurry, so he wanted the other party to cast the ghost eye curse in his hand, but in the next second... The leader couldn't help but let go of one hand to wipe his tears, and then, the other hand was not held steady, and the hand slipped!

The amber stone that was holding in his hand with an eye sealed with it fell to the ground with a thud.

This suffocating operation, even the original tense atmosphere, was inexplicably silent.

I've confirmed the eyes, these guys are here to be humorous and funny!

Sneakily walking on the road, smashed by a wall, and smashed by a tree, obviously angry, but his hand slipped again, his hand slipped... It's as if I saw an angry little hamster, showing its teeth and claws in front of them, indicating that he was very cruel, but he was stupid and cute when he got angry.

Funny with strength.

No problem.

At this time, Fang Zheng couldn't see where these guys must have secretly scolded Fortune Xiang behind their backs.

Although this is the Fortune Incense of the Spelling Xi Xi, although this is just an ordinary strengthened Fortune Incense, it cannot have a direct impact on the practitioners, but the Fortune Incense can affect ordinary walls and dead wood.

Can be attacked with poison gas, crying enemies.

Fortune Xiangming knows that if you can't do it, you have to be the overlord, and if you can't conquer you, you will ruin everything around you.

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and dignity must be fought for!

Brother Xiang is mighty!

......

The Annamites seemed to have lost their minds and were all working on the curse after the leader picked up the ghost-eye amber stone on the ground again.

However, the next second......

Bang! Bang!

The amber stones in my hand have exploded!

In this unprepared scene, the amber stone in his hand was like holding a grenade.

+1 Normal Soul Energy from Ghost Eye Amberstone.

+1 Normal Soul Energy from Ghost Eye Amberstone.

......

Special aura from Ghost's Eye Amber +1.

The only special soul aura was the ghost-eyed amber stone from the leader's hand, so the explosion power was also a reinforced version of the grenade, and these masked people were directly wiped out.

Fang Zheng looked at the masked man who was wiped out, not only did he not have joy on his face, but his face turned dark.

The captives were blown up all at once, how could he still capture these Southeast Asian head lowerers alive and cut leeks in a loop?

Fangzheng, with a black face, went back to the house.

The other people around, seeing that there was no bustle to see, looked thoughtfully at the corpses on the ground, and then looked at Fang Zheng, who had returned to the house and couldn't see it, left the direction, and then dispersed.

The explosion just now was loud, and the smoke and dust were filled, and no one noticed the ghost bride who appeared behind Fang Zheng in an instant and disappeared in an instant.

......

Fang Zheng, who returned to the house, did not waste time, he planned to take advantage of the fortune incense before it burned out, ready to go out, and go around the village to see if he could use the fortune incense to change the fortune effect, let his blind cat meet the dead mouse.

But when you turn your back to the door and pack up your things in the house, boom!

In the quiet of the night, the sound of broken bowls was suddenly heard.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng glanced at the dark night outside the door, and he groaned, preparing to go out to check the situation, to see if it was the masked men and the remaining accomplices, or if someone else had broken in.

But just as Fang Zheng raised the oil lamp on the table, the person had just walked to the door, and one foot had not yet stepped out of the threshold, whew!

A cold wind poured into the door, and the flames jumped a few times, and then the oil lamp was blown out by the wind.

Fang Zheng frowned.

Looking at the dark and quiet world outside the door, the dark courtyard wall, the dark grass, at night, the surrounding scenery looks like the outline is blurred, and everything looks like a person hiding in the dark.

Fang Zheng turned around again, walked back to the house, put the extinguished oil lamp in his hand back on the table, he was not a villager here, and there was no way to light the oil lamp, so he planned to go out in the dark to check the situation.

But just as Fang Zheng turned around and walked to the table, facing away from the door behind him, the door seemed to be blown open by the wind, and the sound of a creaking wooden door shaft was heard.

Fang jumped out of the door like a cheetah.

The knife was unsheathed, but there was no one outside the house.

Fang Zheng held a snow-white long knife that glittered in the dark night, and the person was like a door god pestle respected by people in ancient times at the door, not moving, looking around and searching around, but still found nothing, only the dark and dark world.

Seeing that he didn't find anything abnormal, Fang Zheng felt that maybe he was too suspicious, but at this time, he noticed the luck incense in his hand that had not burned out.

There was a strange expression on his face.

"Wouldn't it be so lucky... Straight to the door?"

People only remember "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives", but few people remember what the next sentence was. ？

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive. Wouldn't it be funny to miss it in person.

Fang Zheng decided to go out and look for it, and the sound of the bowl breaking just now seemed to come from the direction of the back room.

That direction, if Fang Zheng remembers correctly, should be......