When Fang Zheng returned to the city, it was already afternoon.

Fang Zheng lifted the guitar backpack strap on his shoulder.

Today's ghost head knives and knife boxes are even heavier.

As soon as Fang Zheng arrived in the university town, he saw that the old god stick had already opened, and it had just opened today, and the old god stick already had business.

It was a male college student in his twenties.

"Master, I don't know why, I've been unlucky lately, and I always smell of seafood, that, am I entangled in some dirty things?"

At this time, Fang Zheng, who happened to walk to the door, immediately lifted his spirits.

There was a golden streamer in Fangzheng's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

It was he who quietly used his martial arts powers, and the next second he put it away again.

As a result, the male college student showed no signs of blackening.

Even the forgiveness color, which represents longevity, is normal for peers.

Only the red qi, which represents qi and blood and represents the state of good health, has some lightness......

Fang Zheng pondered.

It seems that this male college student's body is a little deficient in qi and blood, and it should just be a lesion in a certain tissue of the body and a little weak.

The old god stick also noticed Fang Zheng's arrival at this time, he nodded to Fang Zheng as a greeting, and then looked at the male college student in front of him speechlessly: "You are a big man, where does the seafood smell come from." ”

The male college student hurriedly said: "It really smells of seafood, if you don't believe it, you smell it, master!"

After the male college student finished speaking urgently, he also took the initiative to approach the old god stick.

The old god stick seemed to really smell the smell of seafood, frowned, and ducked back, and then asked the other party to stretch out his palm and let him look at the palm.

The college student honestly stretched out his palm.

As a result, after reading the palmistry, the old god's face immediately turned dark.

"Young man, you answer me honestly, how many times a day do you learn King Kong in the dormitory?"

"What?"

"Young man, remember to keep hygienic in the future, wash your hands after everything, no wonder you said that you have the smell of seafood on your body, as soon as you spread out your palms, the billions of trillions of life killing karma on your hands almost didn't smoke me to death, can the corpses of billions of small tadpoles be piled together and rot without a bad smell. Lao Dao pinched his nose and waved his hand, saying that there was no big problem, and with logistics to wash his hands and live in moderation, the smell of seafood on his body could naturally be removed.

"But master, why do I often feel bad luck lately, I have been arrested every day recently, and I can't even eat my favorite Dongpo meat in the cafeteria for several days!"

The old god shook his head speechlessly and said: "Lao Dao asks you, have you always felt weak and sleepy recently, have you been lacking in energy during the day, you can't get up, your head is groggy all day long, and you have no energy all day long, but you can't sleep if you want to?"

The male college student was surprised: "Master, how do you know so clearly? I really can't sleep every day, and taking sleeping pills has no effect, but I just sleep for two or three hours and wake up in a cold sweat." ”

The old god's face darkened: "You don't control every day, look at the degree of yellowing of your palms, at least six or seven times a day, right? You empty your body every day, can you have energy during the day? You can't get up early every day, don't go to class, and skip class more times, the probability of being named and caught is naturally greater." ”

"You don't have the energy to get up during the day, and when you get up and go to the cafeteria to cook, it's already past noon, and you can still hit Dongpo meat, that's the real ghost." ”

Fang Zheng listened with a strange gaze.

Yellowing of multiple hands?

Is there still such a strange statement?

No wonder he used his martial arts supernatural powers, and when he looked at the college student, his qi and blood were empty and his body was weak... At least six or seven times a day, this guy is afraid of a deadly rhythm.

......

After there was no business in the store, Fang Zheng told the old god stick about the purpose of the trip.

The old god stick didn't say a word, and immediately worked diligently to take out a lot of inventory prepared these days.

When waiting for the old god stick to get the stock of fortune incense and disease incense, Fang Zheng looked around the store and found that the wood carving handicrafts placed in the store had only been sold for so many days.

It's not that it takes so long to sell a piece, not that the handicrafts are bad, after all, this is a fortune telling parlor, not a place that specializes in selling handmade art.

And the location of the store is not a busy area, just a small road.

It's like a person who goes into a Chinese restaurant to eat beef noodles will never order Western food.

At this time, the old god stick came back with luck incense and disease incense, and saw that Fang was looking at the unsalable wood carving handicrafts on the shelves, and the old god stick was also worried and said: "These handmade small works of art brought by the little brother used to sell very well, and people came to buy them every day, and they could be sold out soon, but in the last month or so, only one piece has been sold, and I can't sell it, and I don't know what's wrong, hey."

"The appearance of these wood carvings can be compared with the ones on the market, that is, our store is not specialized in selling folk handicrafts, others pass by the door of the store only know that we are here is a fortune-telling hall, and do not know that we still sell folk handicrafts. ”

Recently, Founder has been a community and an old street every day, with two points and one line of activities.

Very few come to this side of the university town.

It wasn't until Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang came back this time that Fang Zheng finally had time to come to the university town, so the wood carvings had been unsalable, and Fang Zheng also knew about it.

"A batch of wood carvings brought by the little brother recently are still put aside, and there is no place to put them on the shelves for the time being. The old god pointed to a corner and said to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng looked over.

It was he who investigated the serial suicides of high school students with the old god stick not long ago, and asked the old god stick to drive back to the store by the way.

At this time, the untouched ones are placed in the corner to eat ashes.

"Well, I know that, I'll figure it out. ”

Fang Zheng frowned, he remembered this in his heart.

After the old god stick packed the luck incense and the disease incense, Fang Zheng picked up the two incense and left the university town.

Kill seventy-two ghosts and go away.

Regarding the geographical location of the seventy-two ghost gates, Fang Zheng already knew it at the time of the King Lao incident.

......

The Seventy-two Ghost Gates are not really hellish gates, but a large river with turbulent water and complex hydrology, and few people in the local area will call this river by its official name, but have its own name.

Seventy-two ghost gates!

The southern coastal provinces are surrounded by many mountains, and it is said that this tributary flows through the mountains, forming 72 complex waterways, and the older generation said that the 72 waterways are actually 72 ghost gates suppressed by the mountain feng shui.

There are also people of the older generation who say that in the seventy-two ghost gates, there are actually very large ancient tombs buried, which have not been dug up so far.

I don't know which of the above rumors is true and which one is exaggerated and bluffing.

But one thing is true, no one has been able to explore the waterways under the mountains, no matter how many people enter, in the end they will either get lost, or come out in a daze, and the worst outcome is that they have not been able to come out again in their lives.

Some people say that they were captured by water monsters and water ghosts in the waterways to replace the dead ghosts.

Sunset over the West Mountains.

The sunset shines obliquely on the surface of the river, sparkling with waves, and the fiery red is like a blood sun floating on the river.

On this day, there are villagers who have lived by the river for generations, and they are about to call a day and go home, but they see a young man with a long strip of cloth backpack on his back, standing on the embankment and not moving, and the villagers shouted: "Young man, it will be dark soon, and the river will be dark as soon as it gets dark, and you can't see anything, so let's come to the river to fish again tomorrow during the day......

"It's not peaceful in this river at night!"

The young man was mistaken for an amateur angler.