There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 433: I have donkey glue and donkey glue, do you want to eat it (5 more, please subscribe for monthly pass)

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The people in the car were a little confused when they heard someone hitchhiking halfway.

? ?

This is a black question mark face in a car.

It seems to be to verify the conjecture. At this time, the tarp rear curtain of the vehicle they were in was lifted from the outside, and the dazzling white light of the vehicle behind shone in, making everyone's eyes white.

I saw the people in this car, all college students, young men and women over twenty years old.

After getting used to the lights, they could see that the person who opened the curtain was an officer.

"There is still room here, so you can get in this car." The officer said to a young male man outside the car with a tall figure, full of breath, and a powerful voice.

"Thank you, thank you, you are bothering you." The young man outside the car thanked him for a while.

When the young man got on the car, the men and women in the car could fully see that the young man who stopped and hitchhiked on the way was dressed in weird attire.

He was carrying a travel backpack and a heavy guitar backpack.

Really a weird person.

At this time, with the body shaking, the military vehicle convoy was on the road again.

"Hey, let me introduce myself first. My name is Chen and my name is Chen Chichi." The young man who got on the bus greeted everyone friendly.

It's Founder impressively.

It turned out that he had contacted the coach in advance, and the coach told him to wait on the road that the team had to pass in advance, so there was the previous scene.

……

As the saying goes, don’t hit the smiley people with your hands.

Although everyone is unfamiliar with each other, the friendliness and approach shown by Fangzheng could not help narrowing everyone's spiritual distance.

"Are you also the awakened?"

"Why didn't you gather and get on the bus at school like us, why did you stop the car on the side of the road?"

Young people are always good at talking. After a few words, everyone gets acquainted with each other quickly.

Faced with other people's problems, Fang Zheng casually found an excuse, saying that he had just awakened and was temporarily recruited.

"Brother Chen, what did you do before awakening? Is the backpack behind your back a guitar backpack?" Everyone was curious to look at the backpack behind Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng's eyes brightened, as if he had finally found a friend, he smiled and said, "Brother, you still have eyesight, you can see that this is a guitar backpack. In fact, I have always been very low-key. I am a national classical musical instrument. Home."

"In this backpack, is the musical instrument I use."

When everyone listened, the muscles of the corners of the mouth twitched together.

Really a musician.

But when you are a musician, what do you mean with a musical instrument when you enter the blessed land?

Are you planning to hold a music concert in the blessed land?

Or do you want to find music creation inspiration in the blessed land?

Please, we are going to fight for life, go to the ruins to explore the treasure hunt, can you be more serious.

"Isn't it dangerous to go to the blessed land? How do you bring musical instruments? Shouldn't it be a weapon to take advantage of?" There was a girl with big eyes who curiously looked at Fang Zheng who was a weird person in her eyes.

This girl is very young. She has a pair of cute dimples when she laughs. She brings the youthful beauty and vigor of college students.

Fangzheng still smiles, his smile looks harmless to humans and animals: "As a musician of national classical percussion, it shouldn’t be too much to carry a knife as a classical percussion instrument, right?"

"Of course, as I said earlier, as a national classical percussion musician, it is logical for me to bring a knife into the blessed land, right?"

Everyone: "..."

Shentema’s classical percussion musician!

Enough for you.

Everyone rolled their eyes.

Can you speak well?

The backpack is obviously a weapon. If you have to say it so fresh and refined, it's obviously a swordsman, calling yourself such a literary and artistic youth.

Then someone asked Fang Zheng, why did he go to the blessed land while still carrying a travel backpack? This is like going out for a trip, without any sense of crisis of getting into a blessed land at all.

Listening to that person’s question, Fang Zheng replied in amazement: "Don’t you bring the necessities of life? What if there is no food or fresh water in the blessed land?"

Never know, after listening to Fang Zheng's words, everyone looked at Fang Zheng speechlessly.

It's as if Fang was saying something wrong.

"Do you really do not know, or do you not know? These materials are already prepared by Fudi. Once we arrive at Fudi, professional equipment will be distributed to us."

"We only need to go into battle lightly. For the sake of security and confidentiality measures in this operation, to prevent people from communicating with the outside world in the blessed land and leaking the information in the blessed land to the outside world, so personal belongings cannot be brought into the blessed land. , Unless approved by superior documents."

"What? Can't you bring it into the blessed land?" Fang Zheng called out depressed this time.

Then he stuffed half of his travel backpack with donkey glue and donkey glue, didn't he mean that he couldn't bring it into the blessed land?

He prepared these donkey glue and donkey glue for nothing?

Fang Zheng suddenly felt bad all over.

"What's the matter with the approval of the superior document? How to apply?" Fang Zheng quickly asked.

Someone replied: "I remember, our chief instructor seems to have the right to be responsible for review...When we arrive at the blessed land, you should submit things and applications, it should be fine..."

Chief instructor?

Should refer to the instructor?

Fangzheng hurts even more.

Could it be that he wanted to find the head of Du, and then said: "Teacher of Du, I want to bring a few kilograms of donkey glue, donkey-hide gelatin, and black-bone chicken white phoenix pills to the blessed land."

If all the teachers ask him, why do you bring so many donkey glue and donkey glue into the blessed land by yourself? He can't say that he plans to sell donkey glue and donkey glue to female students in the blessed land, right?

He must dare to say that. The next day, Mr. Fu, Zhang Tufu, Zuo Qianhu, Yan Chixia...everyone will know that he actually brought a large bag of donkey glue and donkey glue into the blessed land.

He will be shameless in the future?

A lanky young man saw that Fang Zheng's expression was wrong, so he asked Fang Zheng curiously, what did he bring in his travel backpack?

If it's snacks, you can't bring them to the blessed land anyway, it's better to share them in the car.

Fang Zhengzheng was depressed, he said casually: "I have donkey glue and donkey glue, do you want to eat it?"

Uh.

The thin and tall young man was choked directly.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

However, young people are always active and detached, and they soon communicate with each other.

"This time the blessed land is opened, experts from several prefecture-level cities in our province will come to support us. As mutual support, the resources of the blessed land will also be opened to the brother cities that support us. When these cities, A large number of awakened people will enter the blessed land together."

"I have a relative who lives in Yi City. He is also an awakened bloodline. The team of Awakeners in Yi City set off early last night. It is estimated that they should have arrived at the blessed land today."

"Really?"

"Is this news reliable?"

Founder's eyes moved.

Are the masters and the awakened in the city arrived early?

Speaking of Yishi, he couldn't help but think of the nightwalker who would play dead skills...