The bustling streets were full of people, and Fang Zheng stood in place with a bag of snacks in his arms.

"Fang Zheng, I'm here!"

A pleasant voice rang out.

Turning his head to look over, a smile like a flower caught his eye, and Fang Zheng also smiled.

Unlike today's classmates on college campuses who secretly incarnate as lemon essence while eating dog food, Fang Zheng has had a girlfriend very early, and it can be regarded as early as early love.

"Come here, you're going to love the stuff here. Xu Qingqing over there urged, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed, and the hearts around him were quietly broken.

Stunned, Fang Zheng walked over, and almost got separated from his girlfriend when he bought a bag of snacks, Jincheng was so lively!

"Look, aren't these your favorite things to tinker with?" Xu Qingqing held a small piece of bamboo slip in his hand and handed it to Fang Zheng.

After taking the bamboo slips, Fang Zheng handed over the fried chestnuts that Xu Qingqing had bought, and then picked up the bamboo slips and looked at them.

"It's really what I like. Fang Zheng said with a flash of helplessness in his eyes, he was quite fond of some historical objects, but this handicraft in front of him was obviously a handicraft that fooled tourists.

However, as a good boyfriend in the new era, Fang Zheng knows how important the desire to survive is, if he dares to show his lack of interest in this bamboo slip at this time, then the height of this question will definitely rise to the level of whether the love between the two is sincere.

"Then let's see if you like it. Xu Qingqing ate fried chestnuts and his slightly bulging little face looked like a little hamster.

Fang Zheng put down the bamboo slip in his hand, ready to pretend to look at it twice.

The stall owner didn't have time to pay attention to this, after all, it wasn't just the two of them who could see things, and the stall owner, as a qualified businessman, had already found the target and was performing his magic tricks.

"Huh?" Fang Zheng suddenly saw an inkstone piled up in a pile of inconspicuous small objects, which was an inkstone that looked more like a small and delicate pocket plaything.

I don't know why, Fang Zheng always feels that he has a kind feeling for this inkstone.

"Fang Zheng, do you like this?" Following Fang Zheng's line of sight, Xu Qingqing also noticed the small inkstone, and his slender white fingers pinched the inkstone and picked it up.

Seeing that Xu Qingqing had already picked up the inkstone, Fang Zheng simply nodded, he knew that not only did he usually find it difficult to pick a gift for Xu Qingqing, but Xu Qingqing, who obviously wanted to find a suitable thing to make his birthday gift, must also be very distressed.

"Happy birthday!" Sure enough, Xu Qingqing straightforwardly handed the inkstone to Fang Zheng, and then sent his birthday wishes.

Although this way seems a bit perfunctory, Fang Zheng himself understands that this is Xu Qingqing's character, and the ten fingers of the birthdays they spent together can't be counted, so they don't care too much about the sense of ritual or anything.

After taking the inkstone, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and prepared to take his little girlfriend's hand and walk towards the movie theater that had been scheduled before.

"Hmm!" As soon as the inkstone was in his hands, Fang Zheng only felt a dull pain in his head, and the figures around him began to overlap and intertwine, like the feeling of time regression in the movie.

Fang Zheng, who couldn't hold on for a while, fell into a coma, his consciousness was dark, and he was unconscious.

The trees are verdant and the grass is secluded, and if it weren't for a sleepy person under the tree, this would be a beautiful place.

"Where is this?"

Fang Zheng shook his head in a daze, he remembered that he and his girlfriend were shopping together on Chunxi Road, why did they suddenly arrive at such a place that obviously didn't look like a city.

Holding on to the tree next to him, Fang Zheng's vision was still a little blurry, and he turned his head to look around only to find that there was a huge stone over there, but there was nothing else.

Full of doubts in his heart, Fang Zheng hurriedly walked to the stone to find some information to help him determine where this place was.

"It turned out to be a monument. When he got closer to the front, Zheng saw that there seemed to be words on the stone, but he didn't think of the stone as a stone tablet because it was not in the right shape before.

"Kill the immortals?"

Looking at the huge two words, Fang Zheng was a little confused, these two words are not even modern simplified characters, if it is not for the fact that he happens to be involved in this aspect, I am afraid he will not be able to recognize these two words!

"Huh?" Suddenly, his heart jumped, and Fang Zheng felt that something was inexplicably more in his mind.

After a while, Fang Zheng's whole person suddenly fell to the ground as if he had been struck by lightning, and he couldn't get up with his back against this stone tablet, but Fang Zheng, who had recovered after a while, had a helpless face.

"I don't want to be the hero of the hanging! What kind of joke is it to cut Sendai or something, Qingqing usually plays mahjong so badly, why did you get this kind of thing today with a broken inkstone!"

Shouting loudly at the sky with a painful face, Fang Zheng realized that the sky above his head was actually bloody!

However, before he could wonder, the feeling of a burst of enlightenment rising in his heart appeared again, and it also made him understand why he felt a palpitation when he looked at the sky.

"Immortal blood?!"

Fang Zheng stared at the sky for a long time, what was happening at the moment was undoubtedly a little magical to him, but when the thought of going back rose in his heart, there was no strange feeling that welled up in his heart.

Fang Zheng, who couldn't get an answer, sat on the ground and quietly thought about his life for a long time, different from hiding in the quilt and reading those novels, a normal person suddenly encountered such a thing, Fang Zheng's first reaction was despair and heartbreak.

So for a while, the whole space was silent, and it wasn't until a long time later that Fang Zheng moved: "Killing Sendai is also a great thing, you must be able to answer me, then tell me one thing, can I go back!"

After a moment, Fang Zheng came back to his senses.

"In other words, my life has ended, but now that I have accumulated merit, can I go back?" Hearing such news, Fang Zheng didn't know what to say, he naturally wouldn't be a great good person, but his feelings when he heard that he should have died young were really a little complicated.

After calming down for so long, Fang Zheng also regained some of his senses, and when he understood this fact, he first thanked the Immortal Sect, and then looked at the sky: "Show it, which immortal's blood am I going to learn from to comprehend the exercises?"

After waiting for a while, the sky was still calm, and there was nothing unusual except for the occasional flowing clouds, which were all blood-red.

An atmosphere called embarrassment slowly rose, and Fang Zheng got another response, and then he walked to the other side of the stone tablet in a gloomy manner.

"You said these immortals are all spicy chickens. Fang Zheng only felt that his worldview had been greatly impacted today, he didn't even believe that there were immortals in the world before, but today there was such a party who beheaded Xiantai and disliked these immortals who left blood in front of him.