When Founder reopened the store,

Zuo Qianhu, the jade shop owner, and the little skeleton were all standing outside the store.

Seeing that Fang Zheng came out intact, it could be clearly seen that in the eyes of Zuo Qianhu and the jade shop owner, the look that had been a little worried was slightly relieved.

The light in the little skeleton's eyes flickered and flickered, and it seemed that he was a little ignorant and understood what was coming, so he immediately ran up and hugged Fangzheng's legs.

Fang Zheng patted the little skeleton's head, a gentle smile on his face.

"Brother Zuo, Brother Yan, fortunately live up to your mission. Fang Zheng still had a look of exhaustion on his face, and nodded at the two in front of him.

Hiss!

Zuo Qianhu felt a sour alveolar in the back.

He regretted that little joke even more.

Seeing Fang Zheng facing an old man who was old enough to be a grandfather, one by one, Brother Yan, called brother and brother, the more he screamed, the more smooth he became, there was no taboo, and the thickness of Fangzheng's face made him regret it.

The atmosphere that was originally a little tense because of the fear of Fang Zheng's safety suddenly eased a little because of Fang Zheng's shameless sentence Brother Yan.

The owner of the jade shop, the tall old man, did not have anything unusual on his face.

This old man has a good mentality and seems to be a straightforward person.

In the following time, Fang Zheng began to tell Zuo Qianhu and the jade shop owner "Yan Chixia" in detail about the whole process of going yin.

Naturally, it is a process of concealing spiritual martial arts.

When it came to the final counterattack against the scarecrow card, Fang Zheng claimed that it was his personal perseverance and charm, coupled with the recitation of the "Red Book", that he kept his mind from being confused and did not capsize in the gutter.

As for whether Zuo Qianhu and the jade shop owner believe it or not, seeing that the two of them didn't even lift their eyelids, their faces were not shocked, and obviously the answer was already obvious.

When he finished talking about the whole process of walking yin, Fang Zheng sang the praises of the "Red Book" several times by the way.

At this time, the little skeleton, who had watched the enlightenment early education video for a few days, couldn't understand too complicated language, so she had already run to the counter and sat down honestly, continuing to hold the tablet that Fang Zheng bought in college, and watching domestic cartoons.

Fang Zheng suddenly felt that he was still too relaxed in his management of the little skeleton.

How can children be addicted to cartoons, it should be academic priority!

The little skeleton suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, and quickly turned his head to look around, the two faint lights in his eyes flashed one after another, as if he was a little dazed.

Seeing that the chill quickly disappeared, the little skeleton continued to watch the domestic cartoon with relish.

"Brother Zuo, Brother Yan, just when I went to the yin to kill the scarecrow evil spirit, a question popped up in my heart, I wonder if I can ask Brother Zuo and Brother Yan today to help me solve my doubts?" Fang Zheng looked at Zuo Qianhu and the jade shop owner in front of him.

Brother Yan?

What about the face?

Although Zuo Qianhu had a headache and was titled Fangzheng, he didn't even object to the parties, and he didn't bother to say anything, but he felt a slight headache, and then asked curiously: "What is the question?"

Fang Zheng first twisted his eyebrows and considered the language, and then slowly said the question in his heart: "Like Bloody Mary, Pen Immortal, Dish Immortal, Psychic Divination, etc., some have long been popular in the Song Dynasty, and have been thousands of years away from modern times, even if the time is short, some have hundreds of years from now......"

"If these psychic games are really so evil, as soon as they appear, they will spread widely... In that case, it is impossible for these evil spirits to have not been killed once in ancient times, right?"

On the other hand, these psychic games, the change of dynasties, the reincarnation of history, and the sinking and disappearance of many civilizations for thousands of years, but only these psychic games have never been extinguished, from ancient times to modern times. ”

Fang Zheng hesitated: "This seems to... Some don't make sense. ”

"Just today, even an ordinary person like me killed an evil spirit just now. So in history, there should have been more people who killed evil spirits, but now these evil spirits have always existed safely... I even wonder sometimes if these spirits are immortal? Did I kill them today?"

Immortal spirits?

Every time I thought of this conjecture, Fang Zheng felt a little numb in his scalp.

It seemed to be a little surprising that Fang Zheng actually asked such an in-depth question, Zuo Qianhu and the jade shop owner were obviously surprised, and then looked at the young man in front of him with interest.

When the other awakened people didn't even dare to kill the ghosts, or their eyes were still on ordinary ghosts, the interesting young man in front of him, whose vision was different from ordinary people, had already seen the anomalies of the psychic game.

This vision is already higher than ordinary people, and it is not just one or two grades.

This little guy is getting more and more interesting......

"There is an old proverb that ghosts are born from the fear of people's hearts, have you ever heard of it?" Zuo Qianhu looked at Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng nodded thoughtfully.

"If a person is afraid in his heart, a ghost will be born, then a hundred people will be afraid in their hearts, will a hundred ghost things be born?"

"And if what these hundred people are afraid of in their hearts is the same ghost, then will a hundred identical ghosts be born?"

The more Zuo Qianhu spoke, the more solemn his expression became.

Hearing this, Fang Zheng's face suddenly changed greatly, and he already had some thoughts about what Zuo Qianhu wanted to express next.

"Of course, this is just a simple example, and ghosts naturally don't appear so easily. "Left Qianhu Road.

"There is no historical record of when and how these psychic games first appeared, and it seems that from the very beginning, they appeared with a mysterious, weird, and special side. For thousands of years, these evil spirits have been killed more than once, but each time they were killed by spirit clones, and they never killed the main body, and they will soon resurrect. ”

"Doesn't it feel very weird? It feels like these evil spirits are immortal? Indeed, these evil spirits are indeed immortal for now. ”

"Every psychic game is just a summoning of evil spirit clones, and as long as there is fear, there are clones of these evil spirits everywhere. Evil spirits like Bloody Mary and Pen Fairy have not only been exterminated ten times and hundreds of times, but even the psychic scarecrow you just killed has been killed more than the first time, but no one has ever been able to find the essence of these evil spirits. ”

Fang Zheng gasped.

Listening to this meaning, it is simply that there is no solution at the beginning?

......

The chat with Zuo Qianhu made Fang Zheng feel more and more strange and mysterious in this world.

I don't dare to slack off on my cultivation anymore.

So as soon as the morning dawned, after Fang Zheng took the little skeleton back to the community residence, and asked the little skeleton not to disturb him to sleep, Fang Zheng immediately locked himself alone in the bedroom, and then took out the human skin scripture in his arms.

It was only then that he had time to check the human skin scriptures, and the unusual gray breath when he walked in the yin was finally swallowed by the human skin scriptures