"Dad took the money and didn't do anything, but he didn't come to Xijing City yet? Could it be that his smile is not engaged in marketing? ”

Zhang Xuezhou waited for Zhang Weimeng for a week, but Zhang Weimeng had not come to Xijing City, and the message on the communication had not been returned.

"Maybe he's fallen into the world of great writers again?"

No one replied to the communication, Zhang Weimeng's contact information was undoubtedly cut off, and even the other party's Tianlong Babu was not uploaded.

Zhang Xuezhou helped send the manuscript, and then looked at the trolls in the comment area, he had to log in to the black fan account of 'Dongfang Shuo' again, and posted more than a dozen messages scolding the dog author in the comment area, which continued Zhang Weimeng's work.

"My father and my mother's situation is a bit close, but I'm afraid that the symptoms are also close, so I have to arrange it early, but my father's news has disappeared for a long time...... It seems that my own news has been gone for a long time for them! ”

When Zhang Xuezhou lay back on the bed again, he couldn't help but think of Zhang Chong and Yourong.

It was also his parents, who had been with each other for more than ten years, and now they haven't seen each other for two years, and they haven't even heard from each other.

"Wait until I finish my work with the Buddha in the secret place, see if my health can get better, compare and contrast each other's situation, and then ride east to find the Han Dynasty!"

Not only did Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying have physical problems, but Zhang Xuezhou also had a lot of problems himself, and he had to go back and send a message, lest Keshi and Zhang Chong think he was dead.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but shake his head when he thought about many big things.

When he returned to the body of the other world, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that his head was bigger.

He felt the squeezing force around his body, and felt the endless darkness and the unsmooth breathing, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was likely to be buried.

The soft strength coming from his waist was perhaps the biggest reason why he lived to return.

Zhang Xuezhou had previously laughed and said that he had never met an opponent who was good at the method of earth practice in his life, but just a few days later, he borrowed the demonic power carried by the yellow feather of the Peacock Ming King to escape.

"The Buddha is not authentic, he said that he would not make a mistake, but now that he is buried in the ground, how can he not go wrong!"

Zhang Xuezhou felt that the Buddha did not do anything good at night, which led to him being buried.

He stretched his fingers hard.

A faint sense of loosening came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was not buried deeply.

His fingers ran across the soil, and Zhang Xuezhou only felt a special feeling coming from his waist and abdomen, which made his hand digging into the soil feel as if he was shuttling through the mud.

This kind of demon treasure that circumvents the method of earth practice brings the ability of low-level earth escape techniques, as long as Zhang Xuezhou drills slowly, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can drill out.

"Up!"

He snorted, his legs and hands in unison.

Nearly a minute later, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that he had caught something, which made him pull hard, and when the light came into his eyes, a breath of fresh air also poured into his nostrils.

Zhang Xuezhou looked around and saw that he was buried under a peculiar-looking peach tree.

The peach trees are full of fragrant flowers, and there are red hearts as big as fists, green peaches that have not grown to the size of oranges, and green peaches that have not yet grown to the size of dates.

He was just about to pull out his body completely with both hands, only to see that what he had pulled hard before was a human bone with a missing head.

The skeleton, so white that it almost decayed, seemed to be buried under the peach tree.

"Excuse me!"

Zhang Xuezhou quickly dropped the skeleton, pushed the soil again, and stuffed the skeleton back into the soil.

"Evil Gate!"

Faintly, when Zhang Xuezhou drilled out of the ground, he felt that the skeleton that he buried casually continued to drill down and entered a deeper underground layer.

This made Zhang Xuezhou a little uneasy, and felt that the almost decaying skeleton seemed to have some kind of special vitality.

"Took up your sleeping place, disturbed!"

He looked at the sinking position of the white skeleton with a strange look, and then took two steps back.

But Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but be vigilant when he moved.

Without the Buddha's leading party, he is extremely prone to accidents in this ancient formation secret place.

Thinking that the Buddha mentioned that it was safer to stand in the shade of the tree, Zhang Xuezhou had to stand under the peach tree to avoid trampling on it and causing trouble.

"Buddha?"

"Wet Gong Buddha?"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted softly for the first time, but seeing that there was nothing unusual, he increased his strength the second time.

There was no response, and the secret place remained silent.

"Are you buried in the ground?"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't move at night, but the Buddha could move, Zhang Xuezhou looked at the uninjured body again, and felt that the Buddha should not be stupid enough to be buried in the ground.

But he undoubtedly lost contact with the Buddha at the moment.

"I've been hit by evil lately, and I'll lose contact wherever I go!"

Zhang Xuezhou was missing twelve hours, and he could not move awakely at night, but if he encountered an accident, he was likely to be abandoned in place.

There was no response to the repeated shouts, and Zhang Xuezhou finally confirmed that he had been abandoned again.

He looked into the distance, and saw that in the distance there were lush flowers and plants, and some shrubs grew in rows like a fence, as if to surround the peach tree in the center.

"How do you go here?"

"The Buddha said don't walk around in the illusion array, in case of a change, wait in place for a day, and the next day there is a high probability that the illusion will be lifted!"

"Is it a hallucination now?"

"The spirit fruit he gave me yesterday is tasteless, it seems to be a fake fruit!"

"And what exactly did I get into my stomach?"

……

Zhang Xuezhou touched his stomach and touched the peach tree, and the touch in his hand was very normal.

Zhang Xuezhou remembered that he sat under the tree like this yesterday, and then woke up the next day and buried himself in the soil.

"Am I still under that tree?"

He looked at the peach tree, and compared it to the ancient tree that was completely different from the one he had seen last night, and it was difficult to determine for a moment.

But Zhang Xuezhou soon had practical actions to make a judgment.

"Whether it's an illusion or not, just bite a fruit to know!"

Phantom arrays confuse sight and perception, but illusions do not bring the sense of taste.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know what he nibbled on last night, but he would be clear by nibbling a peach now.

He jumped slightly, and a ripe red peach was suddenly picked in his hand.

Compared with the tasteless Earth Spirit Fruit he ate yesterday, the red peach in his hand has a refreshing aroma, and it smells pleasant.

"I haven't seen anyone die after eating a peach!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the peach tree that bloomed and fruited at the same time, and felt that the growth cycle of this peach tree was a little strange, but the fruit of the peach tree had indeed never heard of eating dead people.

He took a small bite carefully, only to feel the sweetness of the juice suddenly rush into his throat.

"It's a real peach, it's not an illusion, it's not poisonous!"

The taste of the peaches is a bit sweet, but in line with the normal taste of the fruit.

Zhang Xuezhou not only determined that the fruit could be eaten, but also determined that he was not in the formation illusion at the moment.

The conclusions summarized are few, but useful.

Zhang Xuezhou just wanted to pull the branches of the peach tree to make sure that he was in a real scene and walked around the peach tree, but he felt a warmth in his stomach welling up in his heart, and his head suddenly felt more confused.

He threw off the peach in his hand like a snake and scorpion, and his body couldn't help but stumble a little more.

"It should ...... It's not poison! ”

Zhang Xuezhou has never drunk spirits, but this does not prevent him from knowing alcohol.

The feeling of being dazed made Zhang Xuezhou feel as if he was drunk rather than poisoned.

His body was crooked, and it was no longer possible to control his body, and his staggered body fell.

Nearly half an hour passed, and several brown roots poked out from under the peach tree, wrapped around Zhang Xuezhou's body, and began to tie Zhang Xuezhou and drag him to the ground.

The yellow feathers of the Peacock Daming King flickered with yellow light, and a few minutes later, Zhang Xuezhou's body was buried again.