As soon as he talked about "zongzi", Wang Jin immediately remembered that his uncle had said to himself that zongzi is also divided into two types: deceitful corpses and corpse qi.

Whether you can meet or not, it depends on fate.

At present, this fat man, listening to the meaning of his words, have you encountered a lot? Since it is said that it is used to deal with "zongzi", it is obviously the latter, and this is just the right thing to ask him: I have heard a little about zongzi, can you tell me about it? What happened when the zongzi fell to the ground? What's going on with corpse gas.

When Guan Fatzi heard Wang Jin want to know what happened when the zongzi fell to the ground, he was still very unimpressed.

After being caught off guard, Wang Jin actually mentioned: corpse gas, but he didn't expect it at all: corpse gas, do you know this? Who told you that? When it comes to zombie zongzi on the market, none of them can explain the principle clearly. You kid actually understands "corpse gas"? That's not right. At this time, a puzzled look appeared on Guan Fatzi's face again.

Wang Jin suddenly remembered that his uncle had told him at the time: You must not mention it to others in the future. The ability of the Snake King Gate has a very big effect on the banditry industry. If someone finds out, you will get into trouble and be implicated in this for the rest of your life. I'm afraid it's because of this this this time, why do I have no memory so much.

The Zhang family in the three gates outside the Snake King Gate has never been in contact with him until now. Based on what I know so far, I should also be engaged in piracy. Peers are enemies, in case this fat man and the Zhang family have any grievances, they will be bitter. Thinking of this, I quickly changed my words: I listened to stories while chatting and listening to stories when I was working at a construction site. When Wang Jin said this, he didn't know if he could prevaricate, and his head was sweating slightly.

Guan Fatman, he didn't seem to believe it, but he didn't move, obviously on guard.

Wang Jin wanted to quickly divert his attention, and turned his head to see the basket of the white pig. I remembered the black gold sword. So, I got out of bed and went over and took out the knife. turned around and returned to the bed, held it in his hand and showed it to Guan Fatzi while saying, "By the way, I also have a knife." How are you compared.

Guan Fatzi just glanced at the knife, and the person was stunned. Later, Wang Jin didn't hear anything he said.

Although Wang Jin's hand kept moving, Guan Fatzi still saw it really, slowly opened his mouth in shock, and said: I grass, dragon scales and rhino blood. You're a Momoyama man.

When Wang Jin heard Guan Fatzi say the words "Taoshan people", he trembled, and immediately thought of the words in his father Wang Fu's long-standing book: The eleventh of the main nunnery of Taoshan, and his thoughts turned around for a while. I saw the muscles on Guan Fatman's face trembling: You, you. You play me. As he spoke, he knelt down.

Wang Jin once again saw someone kneeling for him, this is not the first time. So, instinctively, he carried the knife behind his back. Also a little stammering: big, big brother. What are you doing here, I don't know anything. What, what Momoyama people.

Guan Fatzi saw that Wang Jin took the knife back behind his back, so he raised his head, and saw that Wang Jin did not make any special moves, so he stood up cautiously. Seeing that Wang Jin had been looking at himself, he took a deep turn in the room.

Distinguishing the east, west, north and south, he pointed to the direction of the northwest corner: Do you know the Maoshan faction? Maoshan Taoist priests are good at exorcizing ghosts. Many people only know that there is a Maoshan faction, and they all listen to it as a story.

There aren't many people in the industry who know the real details of this. Over there, over there is Huashan. Legend has it that more than 1,000 years ago, there was a powerful figure on Huashan, and after going down the mountain, he went to Maoshan to establish the Maoshan faction. Another disciple of his master came down from Mount Hua, crossed the Qinling Mountains in the south, and came to live on a mountain near Mount Zhongnan.

I only know that at that time, Zhongnan Mountain was still called Taiyi Mountain. As for the name of the mountain where the disciples of Nahua Mountain lived, I don't know where it is.

Wu Ye shouldn't know, who else can know what he doesn't know. These are all what Wu Ye told me, saying that the disciple's ability is much greater than that of XXX. It's just more secluded.

Because of the relationship between the Maoshan faction in the rivers and lakes, there are many troublesome things, and Maoshan has come to ask this senior brother for help. The valley where this man lives is full of peach blossoms. Wu Ye said that the statement that peach wood can ward off evil spirits is not related to this person, and this has been verified.

However, in the end, this person still has apprentices to continue the incense, but he never sees the world with his true face. Therefore, people have called them by the people of Momoyama. These people are secretive and once helped the Maoshan faction kill the famous zombie "generals". This, this weapon is: dragon scale rhino blood.

Wang Jin listened to it, it was like listening to a book from heaven, but when he saw that Guan Fat Man was serious, he had a heart this time. didn't take out the black iron broken firewood knife from behind his back, and knelt down again in the face of this fat man. So he said, "This is a firewood knife made of black iron." You're not kidding me, are you?

Guan Fatzi was obviously not joking, he pointed at Wang Jin with his finger: Where is this knife iron. The main components of this knife should be silicon crystal and ochre, similar to natural meteorites. If you roast this knife slightly over fire, a pattern like python scales will appear on it.

Normally, it is black, but when it is weak, it will turn red, like blood. You have this artifact in your hand, and you didn't take Lord Grasshopper and Master Shao seriously from the beginning, right? You said that you are the head of the Snake King Gate in southern Sichuan. Snake King Gate, Snake King Gate, Momoyama people, Momoyama people. Guan Fatzi muttered repeatedly, and seemed to be puzzled, what could be the relationship between this.

When Wang Jin saw that he was like this, the more nervous he became, and he was almost tortured to death by him. I've never seen zongzi, let alone any ghosts. Being so strange by his behavior, it was inevitable that his mind would be brought to that thing by him. Thinking of the appearance of my uncle rolling on the bed, and then thinking of the mysterious Tang Gate, at this time, I saw this fat man again, covered in cold sweat, and his voice trembled a little: Big brother, don't you scare me? I don't know anything.

The two went back and forth, and the more they talked, the more nervous they became, and the more scary they became. But at this moment, the two of them heard a strange sound almost at the same time. Wang Jin almost fainted.

Guan Fatzi had extraordinary insight, and only heard him whisper: Someone. Then he took a quick turn around the room.

Suddenly, the fat body, with a whoosh, got under Wang Jin's bed. Underneath that were a dozen desks and chairs, with wooden beds on top of them. How did this get in, and there was no sound at all, Wang Jin was still pondering on the spot: Could it be that this thief must practice this kind of ability. This should be the clavicle work. When Guan Fatzi stretched out his hand and pulled the sheets, he said to Wang Jin: Go to bed.

Only then did Wang Jin understand that there were people climbing the stairs outside. It's definitely not a ghost, it's a ghost and it just flies up, right? So, he quickly put the black gold treasure knife aside, and then gently went to bed and lay down, looking out the window with a sideways face.

With a slight slight sound, soon. A human head peeked out of the window. Fortunately, it was a person, if he came up directly with a body and no head, Wang Jin felt that he might hang up immediately.