Ning Fan rubbed his temples with a faint pain, hung up the call with Zhang Xiaotian, and then lay quietly on the bed, thinking......

I was originally a person who believed in safety first and was a little timid and afraid, but ...... In the past six months, he was thrown by Zhang Xiaotian in a mass grave, accompanied by the dead corpse all day long, pillowing the coffin board, and even sleeping with the dead corpse, his courage ...... It seems to have gotten a little bigger.

And in the past six months, there has been a lot of bad luck, but it is really a colorful life, and I am not allowed to go back to be a little cleaner, can I go back to the place full of garbage? Ning Fan thought about it for a long time, and the answer was no.

So what should I do next? Ning Fan thought about it for a long time and didn't have a clue, forget it, don't think about it, let's take a step all the way, Ning Fan reached out and pulled the quilt to cover his head.

"Ning Fan...... Ning Fan ......" The low and hoarse voice seemed to come from the depths of his brain, and Ning Fan's eardrums were buzzing, as if the sound of a knife cutting through the glass pierced Ning Fan's eardrums fiercely, and drilled into the depths of his brain.

"Ning Fan...... Ning Fan" Ning Fan frowned, cold sweat on his forehead kept seeping out of his skin, and in his mind, Ning Fan seemed to be walking in a darkness, and the terrible screams kept echoing in all directions.

"Ning Fan ......" The roars that echoed in all directions slowly gathered in front of Ning Fan, and in the darkness, Ning Fan didn't know why he had the concept of being able to see the sound gathering in front of him, and then a vague outline slowly appeared in the darkness in front of Ning Fan.

Is that...... The outline of a face, a human face that is one size bigger than Ning Fan's whole person, but at this moment, the facial features on the human face are extremely distorted, as if they have been subjected to inhuman torture in life, and the facial features have been distorted into a ball.

But I can still vaguely tell that this is ...... Zhang? "Ning Fan...... Help me...... Help me ...... "distorted face...... Zhang Jun, whose two drums were about to protrude from his eyes, looked at Ning Fan with bloodshots, his big mouth was torn to the maximum, and he let out a final roar "Help me ......", the whole face gradually disappeared into the darkness, and Ning Fan could still see it vaguely...... Zhang Jun's bulging eyeballs ...... It seems that a tear of blood is shed.

"......Huh" Ning Fan opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes stared at the ceiling without blinking, and after a long while, he let out a long breath, just let himself lie on the bed, too lazy to move, for Zhang Jun's death, in fact, Ning Fan has not minded, the 819 homicide case has not been closed, and it is still an unsolved case, as if it is a needle pierced in Ning Fan's heart, and it will sting from time to time.

Ning Fan picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, to be honest, Ning Fan really didn't want to call Zhang Xiaotian again, Ning Fan always felt that Zhang Xiaotian was cheating on himself, and if this knot in his heart was untied, Ning Fan really didn't want to have too many entanglements with Zhang Xiaotian, but ...... Dreaming of Zhang Jun this time, Ning Fan felt as if he had encountered the legendary demon in the monk world...... Perhaps, Zhang Jun's death is a kind of demon for himself, and if he doesn't understand this, Ning Fan is always upset.

"Senior brother......" Ning Fan opened his mouth and found that he didn't know how to speak.

"What's wrong? If there's a fart, I've got something to do. Zhang Xiaotian didn't have so much effort to accompany Ning Fan to talk nonsense, and Ning Fan choked when he opened his mouth directly.

"...... just now" Ning Fan slowly told Zhang Xiaotian what he had dreamed just now, "Senior brother, you say, am I a demon?" Or is Zhang Jun's death really strange, and his resentment will always lurk in my mind. ”

"You're thinking too much...... Ghosts don't deceive, Zhang Jun's notebook doesn't have any resentment, and it is even more impossible to form a ghost or a ghost, so Zhang Jun's soul has already entered the underworld, maybe he has re-entered reincarnation, but you have been haunted by Zhang Jun's death to form your inner demon at this time, you should be about to break through the sperm cultivation period and enter the qi gathering period, right? Recently, do you feel that your spirit is exceptionally good, and there is always a faint feeling of swelling in your lower abdomen? ”

"Uh...... You say so, as if yes. After listening to Zhang Xiaotian's words, Ning Fan recalled that there seemed to be such a thing.

"That's it, you have now successfully cultivated your essence, reached the level of fullness and self-hanging, and the extra spirit automatically flows into the dantian, that is, the position of the lower abdomen, and when you feel that there is a vortex in the lower abdomen, it is when you enter the qi gathering period, but ...... Before entering the gathering period, I think it's best for you to solve this matter Zhang Jun, or when you recuperate and are about to break through, you will be in big trouble. ”

"......" Ning Fan was speechless at his mobile phone, why did he always have so much trouble? Aren't the pig's feet in the novel all upgraded and played?

"Okay, that's it, then I'll go back to deal with Zhang Jun's matter after I've solved this matter." Saying that, Ning Fan hung up the phone.

Ning Fan rubbed his face, jumped off the bed, and looked at his phone, it was already 4.5 o'clock in the afternoon, and at 5.6 o'clock in the morning tomorrow, when the yang energy was at its heaviest, he would go to the zombie col to solve the matter on Ning Zhongtian's side, Ning Fan said to himself.

But...... How to solve it...... This also needs to be considered, there should be a walking corpse in the zombie col, which is the ultimate reason for the corpse transformation of Ning Zhongtian, but ...... Ning Fan had never dealt with the walking corpse, he was completely blind, what should he do? This still needs to be learned, how to learn? Yes, of course...... Look at the Shoveler's Handbook.

I had never looked at it carefully before, and now whether it was temporary cramming, Ning Fan planned to take out the corpse shoveler manual again and review it well, at least to find a way to deal with the walking corpse.

If you want to destroy the walking dead, you first need to know what the walking dead are. According to the Shoveler's Handbook, the walking corpse is the lowest existence among the corpse spirits, and it also has the meaning of a walking corpse, which means that there is no consciousness of oneself, but only relies on instinct to drive action, and the formation of the walking corpse is also very simple, people die unjustly in a place where the yin gathers, the soul has nowhere to go, and is trapped in the corpse in combination with resentment, and the walking corpse can be formed after seven seven and forty-nine days.

And it is relatively simple to deal with the walking corpse, only the wicker, the willow tree is the essence of the wood, you can draw out the resentment of the walking corpse, the peach sword, the peach is the essence of the five elements, and it is an excellent weapon for the zombies who are not in the five elements, of course, the simplest and most brutal method is to burn, seeing this, Ning Fan couldn't help but sweep his gaze to something lying quietly in the corner...... His own big water gun.

Hey...... Ning Fan jumped out of bed and picked up the water gun, made a few movements to increase the water pressure, and laughed twice, "Brother, it's up to you tomorrow." ”