With this conversation, the sky quickly darkened.

Daoist Feng glanced at the sky, and then apologized to Fang Zheng: "Senior brother, I am still refining a furnace of pills in the Dan Furnace of the Medicine King Palace, so I will leave first." ”

Then he arranged a room for Fang Zheng and let Fang Zheng rest early.

However, before parting, Daoist Feng persuaded Fang Zheng with a sad kindness on his face: "Senior brother, if it is not necessary, after spending tonight in the Taoist temple, senior brother should leave the blessed land as soon as possible." The danger of the blessed land is far beyond the imagination of people. ”

"There is not a single person who lives in this city who does not regret that he has entered the blessed land in this life, resulting in eternal life and eternity being trapped in this corner of the land, and when he first died, everything was normal, but after a long time, all the people went crazy. ”

Feng Daochang's kind words before leaving, Fang Zheng entered the room and fell into deep thought.

Undoubtedly, the blessed land is different from what everyone imagined.

There will be dead people here.

After death, you will be trapped in a blessed land for the rest of your life.

As Feng Daochang said before leaving, the danger of the blessed land is far beyond what people can imagine.

If you are not careful, you will be trapped here for life, this is a prison life that is longer than a century, death, death, death, life, you can't live, it will really force a normal person to go insane.

Is Fang Zheng afraid of death?

As long as it is a human being, of course, it is afraid of death.

But he still came in the blessed land.

This is a ghost creature in a blessed land, a dangerous place for others, but for him it is the greatest opportunity in life.

There is a stubble of leeks that grow gratifyingly and can be cut, why not cut?

Shame on waste.

Why did the capitalist empire become a developed country? It was not by plundering the colonies that the primitive capital accumulation was accomplished.

Fangzheng's mind is slowly sketching out a grand cause......

For example, how to first reclaim the blessed land into a vegetable garden, and complete his original capital accumulation by cutting leeks every day... Light up more runes on the human skin scriptures.

After cutting the leeks, I thought about how to get wool from the other people who entered the blessed land......

Cutting leeks and wool must not be broken.

Others enter the blessed land, it is a serious push copy stream, fight the big dragon, take BUFF, brush the aura experience, this is not a push copy flow game.

And Fang Zheng's entry into the blessed land is to push the copy stream game, which has been turned into a construction farming stream game, others push the copy, he farms, others fight the dragon, he picks wool, others take BUFF, take equipment, take experience, he can cut leeks.

Founder is going to start being serious again.

Of course, Gou Development can't be forgotten.

This is his heart.

He must stick to his heart.

Life must not be too waveful, the gun shoots the first bird, and the wind blows out the first branch.

In fact, there is an answer to why he knew that this blessed land was dangerous, but he still entered the blessed land without hesitation.

Now the outside world is no longer peaceful!

All the eternal, immortal, Sangtian's return to the sea of existence, are slowly recovering from silence and ruin, this is the general trend that history cannot stop, in the face of the general trend, human life is like a mustard, if he wants to live, he must work hard.

It is impossible to be like ordinary people who don't understand anything, who are confused, comfortable with the status quo, and then don't know when they will die.

Isn't there a saying that my life is up to me?

Just when Fang Zheng was settling his mind and sitting cross-legged on the bed to cultivate, intending to recover his true qi as soon as possible, suddenly, in the dead of night, outside a quiet room, there was a strange noise.

It was a strange noise, as if someone was moving a flower pot outside his room, and it was like someone wandering outside his room and accidentally hitting the flower pot with his leg.

In the Taoist temple after nightfall, it is silent, quiet, and a little bit of wind and grass will appear particularly clear.

The strange noise outside the room immediately alarmed Fang Zheng.

"Who?"

"Is it Brother Dao?"

In the blessed land where the danger is unknown, Fang Zheng naturally did not dare to relax his cultivation wholeheartedly, and the slightest disturbance outside the door could not escape his increasingly sensitive five senses, so he immediately closed his eyes and withdrew from cultivation.

As soon as Fang Zheng opened his eyes, he saw that there was a moonlight projected in from the outside through the papier-mâché window paper, which was miserable and white.

Outside the window, there seemed to be a vague black figure lying on his stomach, resting his head in front of the window, trying to look into his room.

"If it's a Dao brother, you can push the door in directly, and the door latch hasn't fallen. Fang Zheng said as he quietly reached out and grabbed the knife box that was placed beside him.

As a result, the black figure lying outside his window, motionless, just put his head out of the window, quietly looking at Fang Zheng in the room.

"Brother Dao, if it's you, would you still answer?" Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, he stood up and lifted the knife case.

Outside the window, his head was still motionless.

The square front color is cold.

He went to the door and tried to open it, but he found that the door, which had no latch, did not open at once, as if the wind had sucked it in from outside.

Crunch......

At this moment, the window was pushed open by the head outside the window.

Fang Zheng's eyes sank: "Hide your head and show your tail, pretend to be a ghost!"

Bang!

The door was directly pulled by Fang Zheng, blasted into a few broken wooden boards, brushed, and Fang Zheng's figure had already rushed out like a cheetah.

At this time, the ghost head knife was already out of its sheath.

However, the open space outside the window was empty, empty, cold and dark, and there was nothing unusual. Even Fang Zheng checked the ground outside the window, but found no footprints.

Fang Zheng stood outside the room and found that the entire Taoist temple was pitch black after nightfall.

Not even the candlelight of an oil lamp.

Fang Zheng looked left and right, his eyes were full of thought, and there was a cold color, and he returned to the room, but he found that the only oil lamp in the room was turned off at some point.

The room was dark and black, with only a little moonlight, but the cold moonlight was miserable white when it fell into the room, and it was even more gloomy and solemn.

Maybe he opened the door too much, and the strong wind blew out the oil lamp... Thinking of this, at this moment, with the help of the red light of the cinnabar ink line on the knife case, he had returned to the square in the room again, and glanced thoughtfully at the window that had been pushed open by the gap.

Next, after relighting the oil lamp, Fang Zheng immediately looked around the room, and did not notice the slightest trace, and there were no footprints or plaster on the ground in front of the windowsill.

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng looked up at the beams of the house.

oh

Isn't there a corpse hidden on the beam of the house where the yin qi is heaviest?

Bang!

Violently pushing open the door,

Isn't it hidden behind the door either?

Is it under the bed or in the closet? I searched the whole room, and I didn't find it.

There is definitely something wrong with this Taoist temple!

It's definitely not as simple as it seems!

Now that he found that there was a problem, Fang Zheng could no longer live in peace, he raised the oil lamp, and planned to go out to find out how deep the water of this temple was.

As soon as the oil lamp came out of the room, it was blown out by the night wind.

After several attempts, each time as soon as I went out, the oil lamp was inexplicably blown out by the wind.

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