There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 417: I went to buy a pot of mimosa again

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In a blink of an eye, another week has passed.

Fang is in Old Street recently, and Mr. Fu and Tufu Zhang have not been seen after a while.

Old friends in the old street, only Zuo Qianhu is still there.

However, when Fang Zheng sent Yiyi to the nursery today, Zuo Qianhu told him something unexpected.

After a while, Zuo Qianhu will also leave the city for a while. He will go to the Sanhuangjing of the 28th blessed land, and meet with Mr. Fu, Zhang Tufu and other Yinsi night tour envoys, which is the upcoming blessed land. Start to prepare.

According to reliable information from Zuo Qianhu, after a long time of preparation, the blessed land will be opened soon.

Now ordinary people around the blessed land have long been evacuated under the army's closure of the mountain.

The news from Zuo Qianhu gave Fang Zheng a sense of time urgency. Fortunately, his cultivation progress is about to enter the most critical juncture tonight.

Tonight, he will be able to fully practice "Ming Yu Gong" and "Arhat Fu Mo Divine Art". Today, he will rely on green runes to integrate several internal skills and upgrade his ranks.

Fangzheng walked out of the nursery with his thoughts.

However, before leaving the nursery, Fang Zheng took the newly carved giant python shoes, Xiaobaiqu, Tuoliao, Dadaixu, Danuotuo, Big Niyu, Xiaowudui and other woodcarvers from the shop these days. Bring the handicrafts, and continue to sell him in the store in the university town.

Maybe it is the reason why the university town is so popular. Recently, one can be sold every day.

Although not much,

But the victory is stable every day.

This can make the clothes so happy. I used to come to the Zuoqianhu store with full expectation, and then returned disappointed.

Now, this little guy lives to a full life every day, and what he looks forward to most every day is no longer watching cartoons on the tablet computer left by Fang Zheng's college graduation. It is the most looking forward to come to Zuoqianhu store every day, sculpted small animals.

The child is finally willing to put aside electronic products and stop being attached to electronic products all day long. Founder thinks this is also a windfall.

He has the same heart of all his parents in the world.

I used to have a headache about how to change the problem of losing clothes and playing tablet computers, but now it is healed.

One hundred sold in a day, and clothing is now a proper little rich woman with a monthly income of three thousand.

She is still a five or six-year-old child, and she is already a high-income group.

The most intuitive embodiment is,

The recent Xiao Hei can afford royal cat food.

It's no longer the kind of miscellaneous cat food that was mixed with sand and stone, and didn't want to make clothes sad, and deliberately swallowed the cat food with the sand and stone.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Fang Zheng arrived at the shop in the university town on time.

Then he took out the wood carving handicrafts from the bag, he took them out one by one, wiped and wiped them, and finally put them on the shelf carefully.

Fang Zheng nodded as he looked at the small animal woodcarvings on the shelves whose carvings had increased significantly, and he followed with a sense of pride.

The old **** stick saw the new wood carving and asked in amazement: "Little brother, have you bought it again?"

Then sighed with emotion: "Recently, this business is good, and sometimes I want to switch to selling handicrafts. It's more money than I used to make fortune-telling."

"I don’t know what young people think now. The thinner the cloth, the more expensive it is. The more young people like to buy it. The more cute and expensive things are, the more young people like to buy. Hundreds and one thousand are willing to pay for money, without feeling distressed. On the contrary, it is really practical, such as cutting hair, pulling teeth, repairing mobile phones, and charging one or two hundred for ten minutes is too expensive. They call it a black shop, but they don’t know the more. This kind of industry depends more on technology accumulation, and even spends several years, even more than ten years of experience accumulation, in order to do a good job in an industry."

"Hey, the real craftsmen nowadays, those who rely on technology to feed themselves can’t support themselves. It’s hard for a craftsman to have a bite of food. I’m also a craftsman who relies on real skills and technology to feed. I used to give people every day. When doing fortune-telling, some people are reluctant to even give up ten yuan and have to bargain for one or two yuan. Brother, do you think this is the reason?"

Fang Zheng raised his brows as he listened to the old **** stick's spit.

Hehe, are you a craftsman who feeds on technology? Don't you have a compelling number in your heart?

Isn’t it supposed to rely on your mouth to eat?

"Old God Cudgel, can I tell you a little story, don't you listen?" Fang Zheng finally finished placing the little animals, then looked back at the Old God Cudgel who was still chatting with him, and interrupted.

The old **** stick came interested and urged Fang Zheng to speak.

"Well, one year, I bought a pot of mimosa again." Fang Zheng began to preach.

"I picked a pot and asked the boss if this pot is good? The boss said that this pot of mimosa is very spiritual and fascinating. When there is a flood, this pot of mimosa will run up the mountain by itself... I put the mimosa on the electric bike, and I checked out with the boss, but the check was completed. When I turned back, the electric bike was gone! At that time, I was very angry and asked the boss: I won’t ride my electric bike with this pot of mimosa. Did you run away? Tell me..."

The old **** stick frowned, and after thinking hard for half an hour, he finally realized that he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Fangzheng is turning around the corner and pointing at Sang Huai.

What can the boss say in the end, of course there is no answer.

I'm a businessman, running the train with my mouth full, flicking you to buy flowers, you actually believe it? You say you are silly! !

The old **** stick realized that Fang Zheng had long since disappeared, and he had already gone up to the second floor. He could only sit alone by himself, and the more he thought about it, the better he was.

……

In the second half of the night.

Fang Zheng suppressed his excitement and joy, and his blood boiled back from the practice. The true Qi in his body, which was originally surging like a tide, was all incorporated into his dantian under his control.

After that, Fang Zheng closed his eyes, and there was a flickering light in his eyes.

Then Fang Zheng returned to the place where he lived overnight and took out the original copy of the cheat book he had prepared. Since the last time he strengthened the Guitou Dao, he was almost pitted in the college town. Founder has become cautious and never strengthens in the college town when he makes big moves.

Lest there be any moths like last time.

The cheats that Fangzheng prepared are "Purple Qi Donglai Congenital Art", "Nine Sun God Gang", "Pure Yang Defying Scripture Art", "Arhat Fu Demon God Art", "Ming Yu Gong".

A total of five internal skills cheats.

Fang Zheng rubbed his hands in excitement, and then took out the human skin scripture.

With some eager anticipation, immediately began to strengthen.

He tore off the shameful pages of the five original cheat books, and glued them together with 502 glue. Before the 502 glue dried, he was a little impatient, holding the human skin scripture in one hand and pressing the five-in-one glue-flavored secret book with the other.

Strengthen it! Pipi Sutra! You are real leather! !

One second,

Two seconds,

At first there was no movement.

This time, Founder has experience and began to wait patiently, within a few seconds, Huo!

Guanghua Dayao, Shenxi flickered, and paragraphs of words appeared in the void, and began to change rapidly, as if stars were lit up, and they began to deduct good luck.

Fang Zheng was blinded by the flash and kept crying, but he was still watching expectantly. What will be strengthened this time? !